<?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-11438203</id><updated>2012-01-27T08:26:52.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>899</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-6426313656311076421</id><published>2012-01-27T08:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:26:53.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>It's been quite sometime where all of us get together, sit down and chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm thankful that the amount of people that turned up last night was quite a lot and especially those that came down after work to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I enjoyed myself thoroughly, being the true me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6426313656311076421?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6426313656311076421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=6426313656311076421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6426313656311076421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6426313656311076421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_27.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4876948576687664065</id><published>2011-12-31T23:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:39:53.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been quite a long time, or rather, a very long time since i've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen this very day is because 2011 has been a very eventful year for me.  Therefore, i've decided to pen it down as a part of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011.&lt;br /&gt;Quite alot of stuff happened on this fateful year.&lt;br /&gt;But i shall sum it up with 3 major event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, this is the year that i ORDed.&lt;br /&gt;Second, I managed to enroll to SIM and still doing pretty good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Third, I've seen Girls' Generation LIVE in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030611.&lt;br /&gt;The day to freedom.  After serving 2 full years of national service, finally i'm free from all the regimental rules and regulation.  Of course, not forgetting my long lost pink IC.  But then, i still have to say that ORD is pretty much overrated.  How many time when i've meet up with our usual clique for mini gathering, we all wished that we were back in camp nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, no nothing.  Everyday wake up, play basketball, soccer, frisbee or go gym, then go bath and return back to bunk and sleep till lunch.  After lunch, sleep till 3pm or so, we repeat the same routine as what we did in the morning while at night, it's nights out everyday.  Unless there is training or exercise, otherwise our life is much the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG was the highlight during my NS time.  Pretty much relax, just pushing the "Monster" out a few time for the entire day.  When we are not needed, we normally found ourselves in Marina Square playing bowling, eating Hotpot culture, playing the fishing game, watching movie and seriously, I think that month we almost finished watching every single movie that was showing.&lt;br /&gt;And how the rumors goes about that SNSD is going to performing during the opening and how close we might be to them. HA! Not even anywhere close to it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember those night at SSC block, every night me and raymond would be talking non-stop about SNSD till late night and occasionally kiat sheng would suddenly join in the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are gonna visit our camp and we will be riding our bike and pillion them to let them have a feel of being pillion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are gonna to hold a army concert in Singapore and it will be in only Mandai Hill camp for 2SIB and how they will come up to our bunk and visit our bunk and take photo with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How we are gonna become their friend and eventually marry them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If we attend the concert, where will be a lucky draw and our ticket number would be selected and we will be attending a mini fan meet with them after their concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When we go to korea, we are gonna visit taeyeon's parent's shop and taeyeon happen to be there and she brought us around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the stuff that we used to talked about till close to early morning, playing only SNSD music in our bunk the whole day, sticking posters, mini cards in our locker, bunk and wherever we can find space to stick, watching SNSD variety show using my Itouch and connect it to the TV. Everything we do, we can also related to SNSD no matter what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most important thing, SNSD kept us awake while we are doing guard duty, prowling the camp premise. Yes, i know..  Sometimes i prowl with my eyes close.. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;030711&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prior to that, a couple months back then i was so worried that SIM won't accept me because of my lousy grades and I would probably had to go through their foundation course before i start my actual course.  But when the letter came and informed me that i got in without having to go through the foundation course, i was elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course i didn't forget the first day of school at SIM uh. Exactly one month after i ORD.  Well, I have to be honest, i've never found myself to be that hardworking before.  This is the institute that i had ever found myself studying throughout the night in my entire life.  Not even O level i studied that hard, I was chilling out with my friends the day before the exam at mcdonalds with our textbook opened but... yeaaa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met great friends, great group mates, life's great over at SIM so far.  I'm already very content with the grades that i have right now. There is nothing i can ask for more at SIM. Everything would be impossible without them right?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess i'll leave some to blog about when i graduate! Otherwise i will have nothing to talk about! Hahahah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;091211&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exactly 2 years after I passed out from BMT at Pulau Tekong. Girls' Generation held their very first concert in Singapore at the Indoor Stadium.  It was like a dream come true to me and probably every SONES in Singapore.  Never in my life i felt so hyped up over queuing to purchase the tickets as well as the entry to mosh put.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long, long, long tormenting process for both the queuing of ticket and the entry.  But i have to say, and emphases this. Everything was worth it for the short 3 hours of performance.  Queuing for the tickets wasn't that bad actually, all thanks to istiady for his patience.  He was there 2pm the day before the release of the priority ticket, so i told him that once i've finish my school work and stuff, i'll rush down and accompany him to queue overnight together with raymond.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We even thought of flanking around to beat the queue and stuff like that and things gotten worst at around 3am.  We begin to think of spreading out among ourselves to other sistic outlet to queue. Called kiat sheng at the ungodly hour and surprisingly he picked up within a few second and we activated him.  When the real official queue started, I really have to thank our witty istiady for managing to get in at the 18th place of the queue.  As he left the counter, he came out with the envelope and when he open it, there it is, the key to unlock the door to my GIRLS!  As far as we know, this is just the very beginning, the battle wasn't even half won yet.  We know that we have another sleepless night to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this time round we gotten abit smart, we met up and went at 3am the day on the concert, but before that i went there at around 7pm to scout and take a look at the place with istiady and kiat sheng.  So raymond, ks and me went down to indoor stadium at 3am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went around and found a spot at the MAMA VIP entrance and we slept there.  It wasn't long before someone was kind enough to tell us where to wait in the morning, and of course, it was our familiar security guy.  He was even kind enough to tell us that he had watched their rehearsal and it was really good.  It was plain chaos in the morning, but i had my share of fun pushing and jostling around with people when they just rush to the entrance! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow we ended up 2nd for our moshpit.  Reason being, others were like me as well, they went to queue at the west gate since our ticket stated that our entrance would be over there, but the overall-in-charge, also known as the security guy didn't want to open that gate and wanted everyone to enter from the main entrance, and therefore he didn't want to acknowledge that queue over there and that's how we became 2nd in the queue.  Well, if it wasn't the cooperation of the others behind the queue, we wouldn't be 2nd.  And this is the reason why i was on a vegetarian diet for one week, when the security guy asked who is unhappy with the queue, i told myself, if we are still in 2nd place, i'll be vegetarian for a week!  And thankfully, i'm a vegetarian for a week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, the battle is finally over, just a couple more hours and i'll get to see them LIVE in person.  Oh! Wait, and the couple of hours i mean was 12 hours more.  That means we've been sitting down on cold hard floor since like don't know how long.  No complains, we're all willing to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6pm! I could recall the time vividly. Everyone was getting ready! Getting ready to move into the moshpit.  I still remembered our strategy, we joined the 1st group of people, decide where we would stand and those with bags from our group and their group will be behind us, stalling time for their bag check to prevent others from stealing our spot.  HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probably gotten the best spot that i could ever imagine or rather, imagine myself over there in person.  Just by stepping into the moshpit, the feeling was different, the air that i was breathing was different! Yeaa, probably carbon monoxide.  But anyway, we all made it.  We are standing right at the moshpit, along the barricade, looking at the big sign "2011 Girls' Generation Tour" The dream of our bunk came true and 3 of us made it and 1 missing.  All those trash talking over the years in SSC bunk every night, finally came true.  We've heard Tiffany saying "Singapore! Put it back on~" once on Kpop night, but it was on youtube video and now, WE ARE GOING TO HEAR HER SAYING THAT LIVE!  We've heard them saying, "Anyohaseyo! So Nyuh Shi Dae Imnida" like over millions of times on our computer screen and YES, finally we get to hear it live!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lights went off, laser light were everywhere, dry ice were covering the stage, the dome shook left and right, the entire stadium roared.  For us, we knew that the girls were getting ready and going into the dome.  The background music starts to play, bit by bit, the dome slowly opened, revealing the 9 goddess inside.  The first person that i saw was Yoona and HOLYSHIT, like what raymond said, she really look like a living barbie doll!  No words can be used to describe how pretty she was, not words would justify it.  Although it was my very first time meeting them, it felt like i was watching my long lost friend performing on stage.  Everything was so surreal!  I teared unknowingly, i don't know why but i just did.  They were much smaller in size in real life.  From watching them from my computer screen to right in front of me, it's truly a once in a lifetime experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first i'm like, i'll wait for sica to run by then i'll shout.  But heck, I found myself shouting for whoever that run pass our area!  Yes, i don't deny.  Honestly, i did went and check out and memorize the fan chant.  It may sound gay but i don't care. LOL!  It's probably the first time i can't close my mouth, simply too awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every single 9 of them, they just simply looked so flawless, so perfect, so.. Everything was so.. OMG.  It's really a dream come true.  The one and only experience.  Soo young doing the heart over head, tiffany's wink and smiling at us, their cute little antics and of course their playful selves while performing, we are finally watching LIVE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each and every one of their solo performance was totally awesome!  No words to describe it, really!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only thing that i could think of would be "3 hours in heaven with 9 goddess "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A dream come true indeed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The time now, 11.37pm, 01/01/2012. It took me a year to finish this entire post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4876948576687664065?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4876948576687664065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4876948576687664065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4876948576687664065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4876948576687664065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-686435570472868795</id><published>2010-08-16T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:10:15.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Yes, YOG is in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the Opening Ceremony is over!&lt;br /&gt;After all those pushing of the Giant Monster.. We finally did it perfectly with no mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remembered those days when i just came back from my oversea exercise at taiwan, we have students from different schools coming into our Mandai Hill Camp doing rehearsal for the performance and took our multi purpose hall away!&lt;br /&gt;We were even being chased away from the hall while we were playing basketball halfway.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's kinda absurd though. But thankfully, i left for bike course a week later, if not, we really can't find anything else to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bike course ended with some test-your-gut obstacle at Mandai Camp II. 60 degree gradient slope all the way up to 6th storey and down, it was the highlight of the cross country entire training.&lt;br /&gt;Some "ball" testing activity eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's back to YOG, pushing of monster. In fact, our Giant Monster didn't reach the Float as early as we expected, and so, we rot the entire day doing nothing. Not only for 1 rehearsal, but around 2-3. At times, we had to hold a board with the word "Monster" on it and walk out.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy time we had during the YOG rehearsal was classic.&lt;br /&gt;Talking cock among ourselves was the only way out for the long waiting time at backstage.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how much we had spend at marina square watching movies, playing bowling, fishing and eating during the past few weeks. But it definitely had to be one of the best moments i have in my entire NS life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that YOG Opening Ceremony is over, everything was done the way it should be done, and it's time for Closing Ceremony already. At times, i do miss the time we had at the rehearsal for opening ceremony. It's a once in a lifetime event, just like serving NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once in our life, 2 years of our time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had i imagine myself involved in such a mega event while serving the Nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's time to change my blogskin or move to some other web for blogging.. should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next big thing after YOG would be............&lt;br /&gt;WALLABYYYYYY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This time round, it's time to go to australia!! For another oversea exercise again!&lt;br /&gt;At least this time round i have my bike with me! Unlike taiwan, had to use my trustworthy pair of legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog more the next time i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-686435570472868795?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/686435570472868795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=686435570472868795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/686435570472868795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/686435570472868795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5315933059049775529</id><published>2010-07-07T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:14:06.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>it's been some time since i've blogged actually..&lt;br /&gt;the best thing that happened today is that.....&lt;br /&gt;I'M A CERTIFIED SAF BIKE RIDER!&lt;br /&gt;they just simply doesn't recongise civillan license even class 3 as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after all the balancing test, rib bridge, salom obstacle, wet and dry surface E-brake, PUSH START THE BIKE and lots more..&lt;br /&gt;finally, i've made it! with my fellow 2nd SIB mates!&lt;br /&gt;now the brigade signal company has accquired a few more bikers!&lt;br /&gt;8 bikes, 4 teams! we're finally ready for any exercise, apart from the previous Exercise Pinnacle 2010, which we used our trustworthy pair of leg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about that, i've had to say that it's a fruitful oversea trip for me and as well as the fellow 24 mates that was selected to participate in this big scale exercise, mind you, it's a 4 year 1 time exercise..&lt;br /&gt;camp over there wasn't that awesome at all.&lt;br /&gt;it just made me realised how SAF had took care of us through the living conditions and facilities!&lt;br /&gt;so, to the service man that are complaining about SAF's facilities, wait till you visit taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping just wooden planks, certain camps still have a sponge bed and a small pillow for you..&lt;br /&gt;hot water is available, but due to the shortage of water in the camp, it doesn't really made any difference.&lt;br /&gt;and once, water was cut while i was bathing halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that, food was awesome! chicken cutlet was totally awesome to the max!&lt;br /&gt;except for the mountains and mountains and mountains that we had climbed through the night and the mango plantation which is located at another mountain that i've climbed with the riflemen, the urban assault that they had done at the BUA.&lt;br /&gt;basically, other than doing things with them, we're quite relax on our own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really say much about those stuff..&lt;br /&gt;quite confidential actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess..&lt;br /&gt;rumours has that we are going to australia for Exercise Wallaby..&lt;br /&gt;and this time, it's the entire company that's moving off and not selecting specific people!&lt;br /&gt;let's have another "Exercise Luxy" at australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bikey ohhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5315933059049775529?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5315933059049775529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5315933059049775529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5315933059049775529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5315933059049775529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5123099458214065786</id><published>2010-06-01T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:15:45.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>to many, it might be just a ordinary tuesday, going to work, school, doing house chores and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, let's not use ordinary tuesday, how about using ordinary week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to me and probably to the rest of the SONEs and gang, every since yesterday, it has been a great moment for us.&lt;br /&gt;reason being, TAE YEON IS IN TOWN! And i seriously mean it! TAE YEON IS IN SINGAPORE RIGHT NOW, AT THIS MINUTE!&lt;br /&gt;and without fail, somehow those twitter came in handy, reporting where she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that they are very efficient in it, but then still, it's stalking afterall.&lt;br /&gt;the girls are now having a break after their shanghai concert and TADA~!&lt;br /&gt;tae yeon came all the way to Singapore with her parents for holiday, how sweet can she get?&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, the off given by my superior for my taiwan exercise has a reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS THE REASON!&lt;br /&gt;if fates permits, you guys will be seeing a brand new image on my facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about my taiwan exercise some other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5123099458214065786?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5123099458214065786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5123099458214065786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5123099458214065786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5123099458214065786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-404462166854790081</id><published>2010-05-09T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:07:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>it's been some time since i've updated this little space on the internet here.&lt;br /&gt;reason being, i've been doing sunday duty in camp.&lt;br /&gt;mind you, it's not getting extra duty, it's just simply because we are the only ones that are so called "rifle trained" personnal in the entire camp, therefore..&lt;br /&gt;the entire guard duty fall onto our company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brigade life is awesome. totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;more then anything i can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying to taiwan tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Out of nowhere, at the interchange, i saw a ordinary girl at a particular booth.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my gut feeling tells me it's you from far.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime, my gut feeling never fails me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i've recalled all those&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "cherish those chance that appear before you"&lt;/span&gt; promises.&lt;br /&gt;After years, i still didn't manage to keep my promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-404462166854790081?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/404462166854790081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=404462166854790081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/404462166854790081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/404462166854790081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3596291434071481091</id><published>2010-03-14T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:55:28.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>nowadays i guess i'll be inactive for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;not really much stuff to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, mandai hill camp isn't a bad place to be at though.&lt;br /&gt;superior are quite ok, provided if you don't piss them off.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, you will die.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, i attempted to stalk all of the commanders on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and i found em all..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that, JESSICA FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 jessica!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3596291434071481091?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3596291434071481091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3596291434071481091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3596291434071481091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3596291434071481091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5798511581364251485</id><published>2010-02-12T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T01:14:13.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>yes, today is the passing out day for me at Signal Insititute.&lt;br /&gt;indeed, quite a emotional day i should say.&lt;br /&gt;and it ended with our commander, putting the vocational badge on our right collar and that was such a proud moment man.&lt;br /&gt;we finally earned our vocation badge.&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously mean we earn it at the end of the course, unlike some of the others that got their vocation badge even before they starts their course as a trainee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember those days when the course just started, everyone use to bath and go back to their bunk and sleep or EIB (my common term: Emo in Bunk).&lt;br /&gt;until the middle of the course, after i stepped down as IC, slowly i got to know many people..&lt;br /&gt;especially the one that is taking over me, big butt jian ping.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Then slowly, i accidentally over heard raymond, anthony and the gang talking about maple, and i just joined in abit and join till now i turn into their bunk's permament resident. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i knew that junjie had lotsa those chim chim de board game..&lt;br /&gt;and one fine day, he came in and asked anyone wants to play and that's how i joined his "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;board game member&lt;/span&gt;".. xD&lt;br /&gt;then before all of us realise anything, we are bound for graduation and get posted to unit already.&lt;br /&gt;That's how fast happy time fly pass. 2 months and poof, it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a early reunion dinner on wenesday night during our nights out and indeed, it was fun i should say..&lt;br /&gt;we had a fun night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the particular person, if you are reading this, i would like to apologies from my bottom of my heart for my action and what had happened on wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't that drank that much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5798511581364251485?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5798511581364251485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5798511581364251485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5798511581364251485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5798511581364251485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_12.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-6818999601469127613</id><published>2010-02-07T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:44:00.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>like what i had said in my facebook's status, this weekend had been a mini primary school mate mini gathering.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the powerful internet tools, facebook.&lt;br /&gt;just because of one person, we managed to link here and there and in the end, from bit and pieces, we managed to form back into one whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;well, not really one whole picture, but the idea is there. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;everything is so sudden, one picture is up and poof! everyone starts to give comments, tag here and there.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it does feel good and revive the good ole days in the primary school and the best part is that when you thought that you were the only one that remembered all the events, the others also remembered.&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys, for remembering me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart then that, weekend have been a slackful one for me, didn't went for any running except for going for soccer training.&lt;br /&gt;though not many turned up, i believe that more to turn on on the following training.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i believe that the soccer training should be enough for my regular running.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! yes, it's obviously an excuse for me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, last week in stagmont camp..&lt;br /&gt;unless i get posted to 10C4I in stagmont, otherwise i would be leaving on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;the 7 weeks with 15/09 has been a great and meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;especially to those that i've been pouring my woes out.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;no, us i've been interrogated by them!&lt;br /&gt;lastly, finally no more 6th storey story.. it's true and many had heard it.&lt;br /&gt;probably one of these days i'm going up there before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think i going to do anything about it on valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to disappoint you guys, especially jp and raymond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6818999601469127613?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6818999601469127613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=6818999601469127613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6818999601469127613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6818999601469127613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_07.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8489078797805878586</id><published>2010-02-05T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:06:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Next thursday would be the last day that i would be at Stagmont Camp i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, unless i get posted to 10C4I over there, then i would be just moving over to another building.&lt;br /&gt;The contradicting part is that we knew how many slot from which camp offered our platoon, but we just don't know who is going where at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had a Exercise Tenacity on wednesday and it was the final test among all, displaying our skills that we had acquired during the course for the past 6 weeks, putting all the radios, SQT mast and lots of equipment and individual stations had it's mission to compete.&lt;br /&gt;My platoon managed to survive that day, except for a couple of unhappy incident that happened, other then that, everything went great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the whole thursday to ourselves and it was sleeping and sleeping and more sleeping the whole day, except for the 3 meals that we had to march our way to cookhouse.&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of us played this board game that was somewhat name as betrayal of the traitor or somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;And lots of us got addicted till we actually went to look for junjie and ask him to let us play every night after RO or after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;He's the right guy that i'm looking for!&lt;br /&gt;A person that is into board game and with all the board game that i want!&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, it's not some Risk or somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when the course is coming to end, i would have the some old feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling to hope for the course to not end that soon.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's like I'm starting to know one another in this couple of weeks and yet, next week, we will be seperated already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a heart to heart talk with raymond, jian ping and henry last night till today 1230am plus.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really like the idea of sharing my woes with people.&lt;br /&gt;But since they accidentally saw the message in my phone, and i felt that there's nothing much to hide from them so i just told em.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the listening ears and your advices!!&lt;br /&gt;though raymond felt asleep first.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a feeling i might get posted to Mandai Hill Camp, 6th Division.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8489078797805878586?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8489078797805878586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8489078797805878586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8489078797805878586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8489078797805878586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1677479817833075248</id><published>2010-01-24T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:57:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>first post of the year eh?&lt;br /&gt;24 days after the year had gone past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pratically this year should be a good year i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;spent my last few moments of 2009 with my ite mates at some restaurant located at arab street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now, my signals course is right at it's peak.&lt;br /&gt;another more month before my course would be completed.&lt;br /&gt;which means that i'm going to get posted out again on the 11th feb.&lt;br /&gt;life in Signal Institute pratically is good and it's more then anything i could had ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;the only drawback that probably my entire platoon or the entire SI would agree on would be the quantity of the food that is given in the cook house!&lt;br /&gt;quality of the food is far better then what i had back in Tekong, quantity wise, it's the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had so much fun with starcraft! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, when life is good for me, i forsee another ending arriving soon.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the actual meaning of life is to live beyond your comfort zone i guess.&lt;br /&gt;The only time where you can live in your comfort zone would be the time where you are enjoying your time in a small confined place name: coffin. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for no reason, i just started to play back maplestory. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;yes! i'm playing back.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's because of my current coursemate, that they are playing currently, and i guess i just join them.. xD&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is so random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess thats all i want to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about what i'm doing at Signals Institute.&lt;br /&gt;If i tell you, i'll have to kill you. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1677479817833075248?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1677479817833075248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1677479817833075248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1677479817833075248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1677479817833075248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7356523567634671362</id><published>2009-12-20T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:33:00.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>It's pretty morale boosting to see one of your old mates wants to revive the old soccer club.&lt;br /&gt;And it's pretty much random, the most random things that i had ever encountered other then myself.&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course i'm in with him.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty right that I should be in with him, since we are classmate for years afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been sometime since I had passed out from Pulau Tekong aka Pulau Tekan and although it's more then a week, i feel that it's been month since i had passed out.&lt;br /&gt;The only gathering we had was the BBQ at GV's condo and indeed, we realised that although it's only a few day since we had seen one another during POP and the BBQ, each and everyone said something like it's been quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if the 26 weeks together had actually managed to made us miss one another to that extend?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't really deny it nor acknowledge it but it's heart warming to see one another calling each other to check out what posting they got into.&lt;br /&gt;It's irony.&lt;br /&gt;We often use to fuck with one another during the time in Tekong and i seriously mean the word fuck and surprisingly, we still turn out to be cool with one another after everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of them got into Driver, a couple of them got into Combat Medic, some Reigenmental Police, minority of them got into Storeman and Supply Assistant, while the remaining got into Signals, like me.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered, how often would we get to meet one another during our serving of NS. How often would we set a date to make another gathering again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's fate or coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;My mustaffa (YES! HE'S MINE!) ended up as a Supply Assistant with istiady, while i ended up in signals with istiady's buddy, dominic.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is, we buddy buddy got in the same camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every beginning will have an ending and every ending is a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the times we had during our PTP and BMT will be missed, the fun that we had together in bunk, toilet and even in field camp.&lt;br /&gt;Many of a time, many people says BMT sucks while some claims that it's the best time you will have.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that BMT is one of those time that i really had fun in my life and it will be the best time i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 weeks, 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;Many asked us how we managed to tahan, especially the 2nd batch of Cougar that's opposite us in Tekong.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we just did it like  how other previous batch did.&lt;br /&gt;No secret, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the feeling of reporting to the new unit is excatly the same feeling i had during my enlistment.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why, but the anxious, scared, excited and lotsa feeling is there.&lt;br /&gt;Probably i'm worried about the new environment that i'll be living in for the next few months, that it might not be as good as my D coy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, i guess it's time to really give up i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking and thinking and thinking about the email that i had sent and received 6 month back.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, after much thinking, i've decided to move the particular contact away from the particular group and probably leave the particular group empty until a suitable contact can be place in.&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya?&lt;br /&gt;It was never meant to be i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll find the Mr Right soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stagmont Camp! Here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Speed through Skill"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7356523567634671362?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7356523567634671362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7356523567634671362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7356523567634671362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7356523567634671362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_20.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ 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Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2578120174537911850?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2578120174537911850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2578120174537911850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2578120174537911850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2578120174537911850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_18.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SyuDqFU-AlI/AAAAAAAABUU/EWHj8gqi1Fc/s72-c/History_-imindefPars-0120-TextImage_imindefParstextimage.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7557876449033754736</id><published>2009-12-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:37:22.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>if anyone had even wondered where i've been straight after POP.&lt;br /&gt;the answer is, i went to ipoh with li hong and han ming~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's not hard to find someone to travel with you to anywhere to any part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;but it's definitely not easy to find someone that shares the same place of interest with you.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at li hong's sis house for 1 night at ipoh, fulfilling our dream of eating tau kay chicken, curry pork skin chee cheong fun, exotic dim sum and lotsa delicious stuff over there that you can never, i repeat, NEVER find em in singapore no matter that it is.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm serious about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we made our way down to KL to visit time square and sungei wang before we took the last bus returning back to singapore which we arrived back to beach early this morning!!&lt;br /&gt;bought a couple of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;berms, t-shirt, wallet and blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;now i realised how easy i can get a t-shirt and a pants, unlike last time!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;YES, laugh!&lt;br /&gt;coz now i'm slim..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. not really that slim, but at least now i can find my size in normal shopping centre!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos would be up on facebook, provided if li hong doesnt procrastinate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7557876449033754736?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7557876449033754736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7557876449033754736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7557876449033754736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7557876449033754736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_13.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2096695163192214855</id><published>2009-12-09T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:47:24.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>POP LO!&lt;br /&gt;pictures would be up..... at facebook yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passesby so fast..&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about it tomorrow or when i'm mentally prepared.&lt;br /&gt;coz i have so many so amy things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;about pop and days in my BMT life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2096695163192214855?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2096695163192214855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2096695163192214855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2096695163192214855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2096695163192214855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-525872603371335271</id><published>2009-11-29T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:26:40.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>its been sometime since i had ITE day, while jermey is gonna have NP day on my POP day..&lt;br /&gt;i missed ITE day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when would there be an NS day eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lollipop?&lt;br /&gt;lol-li-"POP" LO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-525872603371335271?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/525872603371335271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=525872603371335271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/525872603371335271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/525872603371335271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_29.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-9005009540313732971</id><published>2009-11-22T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:02:38.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>In a blink of an eye, 6 months had passed by so quickly..&lt;br /&gt;so does my age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being 20 years old..&lt;br /&gt;nothing great, but probably 1 more year lesser to live on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had realised that POP is coming in weeks time, or rather, 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;And i had found myself to not look forward for the POP.&lt;br /&gt;Probably for the past 6 months, so many things had happened.&lt;br /&gt;Many things had changed my life eversince... And i knew some things would never be the same anymore.. Although i had waited for years before i reveal it to the person..&lt;br /&gt;right, enough of the sad incident ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP seems to be in the vinicity yeaa?&lt;br /&gt;And we had received our section photos, platoon photos already and we were so making fun of each other after seeing the photos.&lt;br /&gt;I could still recall vividly that during those days, when i was facing the floor, how much i cursed and sweared that when would i POP to get out of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to admit that i'm those kind of person that doesn't like interacting much.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a hassle for me to get posted out and to get to know other new friends.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, life is always full of learning experience and probably i would take it as another learning experience in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-9005009540313732971?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/9005009540313732971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=9005009540313732971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9005009540313732971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9005009540313732971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_22.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5099112522980563472</id><published>2009-11-15T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:48:25.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>honestly speaking, it's been almost one month that i had last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;and so many so many things happened within this one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;field camp.&lt;br /&gt;live hand grenade throw.&lt;br /&gt;urban operation.&lt;br /&gt;route march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to say that field camp wasn't that bad as i thought neither the combat ration was too.&lt;br /&gt;but the closest thing i can relate to is that it's something like band of brother?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;yea  yea yea.. i know i know..&lt;br /&gt;but it's just like it you know? digging of shellscrape, throwing combat ration around from our shellscrape to trade with one another, cooking of maggie mee and etc.&lt;br /&gt;but after everything was over, here comes the actual kick.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WASHING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;and heck! the carbon is stucked onto my rifle till it took me weeks to remove all the carbon that was left over by shooting all those blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live HG throw was indeed once in a life time experience and it was fun indeed.&lt;br /&gt;you can't think at all, its your ardenline pumping within you!&lt;br /&gt;as soon as the grenade left my hand, i felt so damn relieved.&lt;br /&gt;you won't know how scare it is to have one live on in your grenade pouch..&lt;br /&gt;for all you might know, it might just suddenly BOOM! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urban ops is the most fun activity that i would list among all activities in BMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, all of our high risk activity is over already.&lt;br /&gt;probably i should be able to come out in a piece after i POP..&lt;br /&gt;basically, it's POP TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you spell lolipop?&lt;br /&gt;l-o-l-i- POP LO~ =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5099112522980563472?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5099112522980563472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5099112522980563472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5099112522980563472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5099112522980563472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5228497988687971807</id><published>2009-10-18T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:48:01.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i've realised that i had not been blogging for quite a long time actually.&lt;br /&gt;mainly is because life in tekong is very repetitious, so if i were to blog about it, it would be very monotonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, what happened during this few weeks. It's not in sequence though, i type whatever incident comes into my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, my section was running together during our 2.4km OTOT running in the morning, then a sir came running with us. And we just talk cock sing song together with him, not knowing his rank until we booked out, we saw him at the jetty. He's a captain for christ sake. But he was indeed a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday, after we came back from dinner, both non-muslim and muslim. PL Seargent gave us 3 minutes to bring down our SBO with helmet. YES! all of us was expecting another tekan session from him. Right after RO, he ordered 2 guys to draw ice and we went to one side and he wanted us to empty our LBV to check the items. Apparently many of us had missing items here and there, and i thought, this is it, another push up session again, but what's with the ice?&lt;br /&gt;He then asked us to go up keep our things and bring our mug down.&lt;br /&gt;And he smile! Surprise! your long long long time ago pizza treat is here!&lt;br /&gt;All of us had a good laugh with one another, coz he said that he was expecting the mug to be in our LBV, but it wasn't and we had to go up and take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, a random captain and a lady came over to us and asked us if we had our gortex yet. So we said no. The lady then asked again to double confirm. Then i answered her back, "No Sir". GOSH! The captain laughed. Oh well, if i didn't forget, that day was a very hectic and tiring day. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i can think of now at the moment. i remembered that there's alot alot more, but somehow, my brain failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things are going through my minds.&lt;br /&gt;i know this upcoming field camp is going to be a tough one.&lt;br /&gt;but i believe that i am going to make it through no matter what, probably because i've been running away from things too much in the past, because in army, they don't teach you how to run away from it, they teach you how to face it, no matter how hard it may be, you will still learn to face it.&lt;br /&gt;but then, certain things are still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5228497988687971807?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.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-11438203.post-6201045974037504748</id><published>2009-09-27T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:43:24.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>gerald's dad just sold his toyota altis away.&lt;br /&gt;and bought him a BMW 320i for him.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really really really very nice to seat in!&lt;br /&gt;but the fuel comsumption is.. omfg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go~&lt;br /&gt;book in lo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6201045974037504748?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6201045974037504748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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camp.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why so many people hate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week block leave is going to be over pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;ever since it started last friday, until this coming monday.&lt;br /&gt;spent my time back at ipoh, malaysia since saturday till yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;things wasn't the same as before. i tried my best to eat less or try not to eat at all..&lt;br /&gt;because there's too much good food to savour back at ipoh and i seriously mean good food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shan't measure my weight or whatsoever until i'm back in camp.&lt;br /&gt;just, let me live in denial for a day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes, no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;suggestion had been made if it would be good or not so wordy if there's a couple of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;i've thought of that, but it's just too much hassle to do so.. xD&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lazy guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i've been pondering quite alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;pondering about the sudden change ever since that email.&lt;br /&gt;it's all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1442463882377759573?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1442463882377759573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1442463882377759573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1442463882377759573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1442463882377759573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_19.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7290648244088748690</id><published>2009-09-19T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T04:37:17.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>it's roughly around 4.30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30am might be a time that you all feel that there's still a couple of hours more to sleep before the start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the 4.30am meant quite alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;the time that i always woke up at in camp.&lt;br /&gt;the time that i always reach ipoh in the morning after one night of travelling by coaches.&lt;br /&gt;the time that i am somehow awake at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog more elaborate later on i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7290648244088748690?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7290648244088748690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7290648244088748690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7290648244088748690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7290648244088748690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5247469196841915793</id><published>2009-08-30T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:54:20.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>it's been a pretty long weekend for me.&lt;br /&gt;ever since thursday till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been pretty good to us.&lt;br /&gt;because our platoon seargent is gone for course, but however, he will be back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;the monster is finally back, as said by many in our platoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks before our long awaited block leave.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if my oversea leave permit got approved or not.&lt;br /&gt;if so, then plans would proceed smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend was spent with catch-ups with muji peeps.&lt;br /&gt;as well as watching Final Destination in 3D.&lt;br /&gt;a worth watching show if you are not afraid of looking at how people die in a horrible manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all, shall blog again sometimes next week, with a cup of vietnam coffee on my table beside me. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5247469196841915793?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5247469196841915793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5247469196841915793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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get to enjoy my stress free days!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost could had gotten 32 out of 32!&lt;br /&gt;but damn!&lt;br /&gt;i actually missed one target by 1mm.&lt;br /&gt;mind you! it's 1mm!&lt;br /&gt;if we were using 7.62 round, i bet that 1mm would had actually take that target down!&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, i gotten 31 out of 32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result isn't that bad though.&lt;br /&gt;my wife was great that day.&lt;br /&gt;no IA stoppages for me. Commonly known as Jamming.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it wasn't really zeroed in, but good enough to shot wherever i aimed at.&lt;br /&gt;but still, she did me a great deed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of those days, someone asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How are we going to cope with our rest of our NS life when we POP, since we have been together for like 6 months, it's like a semster in poly, and not to say, sleeping, bathing, eating and doing everything together 24/7?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, POP is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;but then i didn't know that not only me did ponder about such things, other platoon mates did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to do it?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;as far as i am concerned, i know somehow i'll be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;like the glossy banner that strung across the roof of the ferry terminal.&lt;br /&gt;'It's not what you leave behind, it's what you'll gain in the days ahead.'&lt;br /&gt;but this, did came across my mind, being a recuit for the rest of my NS.&lt;br /&gt;no responsibility, people ask you to do, you do. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but very soon, everyone would understand this point.&lt;br /&gt;NS is not so much the military training but it's the independence you achieve, to be away from home, to learn how to work and live with other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5911569982870382331?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5911569982870382331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5911569982870382331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5911569982870382331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5911569982870382331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_23.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-993914936391917393</id><published>2009-08-16T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:42:37.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>it's range week starting from tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;slacking week?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, depends on how you would like to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i'll be in RT already due to the feasting at seoul garden yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and indeed, it has been sometimes since i had ate to my fill ever since i had been enlisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and holy shit!&lt;br /&gt;America's Army 3 is OUT! AND THE GRAPHIC IS SOOOO AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;but then the downloading speed is so so so slow..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my baby can support the new America's Army~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-993914936391917393?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/993914936391917393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=993914936391917393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/993914936391917393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/993914936391917393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_16.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1987289782016739168</id><published>2009-08-11T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:20:23.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>gathering with G4 and gary at ION orchard on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;walked around before settling down at pasta mania at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, we head down to beach road to shop for gary's army stuff and then we went to bugis for fun..&lt;br /&gt;did our catch ups and etc.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the next gathering would be a class gathering i guess.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to balestier lido with gerald and peeps to watch G.I Joe and i had to say that it's really worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday, went to bugis lido to watch Where got Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i believe that most of us know that there would be a person collecting and tearing the ticket at entrance.&lt;br /&gt;it's the same uncle that we saw at balestier on sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;and he still recongize us, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, waiting for time to book in though.&lt;br /&gt;platoon mates had planned a "Confirm RT plan" for the next book-in.&lt;br /&gt;because......&lt;br /&gt;the next book-out, we are going feast at seoul garden to celebrate mani's birthday and the entire section 3 and section 4 would stay back for RT next next week.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, now i've gotta worry about my book-in weight.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, RT this week as well.&lt;br /&gt;saddening..&lt;br /&gt;NSF woes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1987289782016739168?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1987289782016739168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1987289782016739168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1987289782016739168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1987289782016739168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_11.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-480234851588329476</id><published>2009-08-08T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:38:05.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>a week has pass peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;being a platoon i/c isn't that easy.&lt;br /&gt;you need to account for all of your men for every activity and you are expected know their location if they report sick and etc.&lt;br /&gt;ensuring that every single bits of the message are pass to them clearly.&lt;br /&gt;and alot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst things still.&lt;br /&gt;every standby area, i'll get a chance to accompany every section that need to be punished for any infraction that was found..&lt;br /&gt;so, imagine.&lt;br /&gt;there's 4 section and assuming that there's mistake in a section, the minimum would be 5 push up as a punishment for every mistake found..&lt;br /&gt;if the entire platoon screwed up, i'm screwed up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, i would be running around level 4 to check if all my men are doing well during area cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;at least probably this would let them know that im still around, checking out on how they are doing and such.&lt;br /&gt;constantly asking around if anyone is not ok and such.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt it from Major Winters, so.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my platoon was selected for the drill squad and tug of war for the games day.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i won't get the i/c for the drill squad.&lt;br /&gt;freaking so many command that need to be commanded at; in an order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so seriously, i'm trying to get my job right so that others would get the honor to become the platoon i/c.&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMT is about to start soon.&lt;br /&gt;real soon.&lt;br /&gt;seriously can't wait for outfield.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-480234851588329476?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/480234851588329476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=480234851588329476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/480234851588329476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/480234851588329476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_08.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-437622608870026948</id><published>2009-08-01T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:58:55.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>been quite some time since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shall start now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, on a friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;we was being turn-out and then we was marched all the way to the landmark to the weapon presentation ceremony to retrive my "wife".&lt;br /&gt;and then the rest of the week was bonding session with my "wife".&lt;br /&gt;then comes the TH test, which i passed is so easily.&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to strip her within 15 seconds. xD&lt;br /&gt;which is somehow part of the test. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;actually, i don't really have lots of things to talk about..&lt;br /&gt;life are actually quite good inside.&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of nonsense happening in our bunk during our admin time.&lt;br /&gt;mainly is the 2 particular guy..&lt;br /&gt;one is well known for watching tube8 everyday when he was being sent home.&lt;br /&gt;while another one is well known for being so "humourous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by right i should had POP with defu on 9th september..&lt;br /&gt;now i had to POP 3 month later then him!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't had eat so much before going into NS..&lt;br /&gt;sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and worst still.&lt;br /&gt;i just got appointed as platoon i/c.&lt;br /&gt;sucks..&lt;br /&gt;more things to do now i guess..&lt;br /&gt;long commands and etc etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just see how next week would go i guess.&lt;br /&gt;another RM next week as well! can't wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somehow, i feel it.&lt;br /&gt;i did thought that i was thinking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it seems that she's avoiding my smses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hopefully some days i would get over with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-437622608870026948?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/437622608870026948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=437622608870026948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/437622608870026948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/437622608870026948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8216515710711078021</id><published>2009-07-05T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:49:02.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>singapore is small indeed.&lt;br /&gt;my bunkmate, my own buddy used to work for andrew as a delivery man that delivers items for muji.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, we seems to recongize each other after we said that. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how time is going to make me forget about everything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8216515710711078021?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8216515710711078021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8216515710711078021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8216515710711078021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8216515710711078021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7304944974177038297</id><published>2009-06-29T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:43:48.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i woke up this morning, with tears.&lt;br /&gt;thought that i had a terrible nightmare like that i had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;this time round, it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;no longer anymore nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, my world seems to have collapse on to me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i am going to move on, after years.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7304944974177038297?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7304944974177038297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7304944974177038297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7304944974177038297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7304944974177038297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_29.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1455036462650615225</id><published>2009-06-28T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:51:54.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>as expected, a couple of us got into eagles, a couple of us got into dragon.&lt;br /&gt;and i got into dragon, PL3, so called, the most fittest among the company.&lt;br /&gt;which explains that we need to climb to the 4th storey to our bunk while those nearing extreme are staying at 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discipline wise, it's super duper strict.&lt;br /&gt;standby bed, standby room.&lt;br /&gt;holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main activites were foot drill, AC, Strength test and lectures.&lt;br /&gt;nothing pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;except for shouting out songs everytime and everywhere we march to.&lt;br /&gt;which i pretty enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strength test took a toll on most of us, resulting us to NOT wash any clothes at night and instead, straight to bed after we bathed.&lt;br /&gt;NS is fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;ignore those people say what it's tough and etc.&lt;br /&gt;i find it rather interesting and fun every single day.&lt;br /&gt;be it with bunk mate or platoon mats or seargent or even encik.&lt;br /&gt;though routine are the same everyday, jokes are different everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we were dismissed, the first thing i did was to rush and took a cab back home.&lt;br /&gt;anticipating for the reply that i had asked.&lt;br /&gt;been waiting for years, waiting for years to confess and finally i did, after mustering the courage from i dont know where.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i reached home, i found myself scanning for the email.&lt;br /&gt;i found it and i teared in my heart as soon as i realised it's over.&lt;br /&gt;and soon, the tearing stopped and my eyes teared with my heart sanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best in your future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;no awkardness ya?&lt;br /&gt;hope that you will find your Mr Right one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1455036462650615225?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1455036462650615225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1455036462650615225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1455036462650615225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1455036462650615225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_28.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7399555761438831828</id><published>2009-06-13T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:40:28.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>yet another weekend spent at home.&lt;br /&gt;before the 2 weeks of confinement starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sgt zhang was rather good to us for the past 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;which made a couple of guys not wanting to leave bronco.&lt;br /&gt;so called spoiled by him already.&lt;br /&gt;241 was pretty aimed by a couple of platoon mate, not only me.&lt;br /&gt;Company CQ asked us to help him out with the storeroom, and reward us with 1 kit kat each.&lt;br /&gt;and it was such a privilage to see kit kat in tekong, not to say, taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to took a ride on the land rover like those you see along the street that those army boys are driving and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;it's soooo damn bloody shiok!&lt;br /&gt;though it's pretty old, but it still cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of those day when we were slacking, warrant ee, or rather, encik came over and tcss with us.&lt;br /&gt;and the conversation goes like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encik: do you any of you have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;some yes, some no.&lt;br /&gt;encik: do you love her mother?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;encik: if that is so, then you better find another new one.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;encik: do you look like your father?&lt;br /&gt;some yes, some no.&lt;br /&gt;encik: ok, if no then never, if yes, then think! you girlfriend is going to look like her mom when she gets old. so you better start to love her mother now. and by the way, remember to ask your girlfriend if they love your father, if not, go get a new girlfriend that love your father, so when you grow old, they will still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't even thought of that before though. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;NS is not that bad as those people are saying.&lt;br /&gt;i can vouch with my life that serving NS is much more like attending an adult survival camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, training is starting soon on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;hope to get into warrent officer company instead of an officer company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess, will be posted to either dragon or eagles. blahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably know the answer already i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't talk much about it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;it's over.&lt;br /&gt;all the best to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7399555761438831828?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7399555761438831828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7399555761438831828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7399555761438831828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7399555761438831828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_13.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4031694769724589678</id><published>2009-06-07T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:56:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>that's all.&lt;br /&gt;a whole full day of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go soldiers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4031694769724589678?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4031694769724589678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4031694769724589678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4031694769724589678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4031694769724589678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_07.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5777050406983046181</id><published>2009-06-06T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:46:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>YES! WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;everyone is asking me..&lt;br /&gt;im here!~&lt;br /&gt;right at my home! =D&lt;br /&gt;but i lost 3 kg within 1 day..&lt;br /&gt;my weight on my enlistment day was 112kg, and now, 109kg.&lt;br /&gt;how great isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now they claims that i belong to extreme obese instead of mild obese group.&lt;br /&gt;in other words, i will be stay at tekong for 26 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;so now, my platoon and i would be attached to this current unit, bronco.&lt;br /&gt;ok, actually, i got transferred to apache, then back to bronco.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing PT and 5BX with them, with like every exercise, the encik would come over and say this one don't do ar, or try this one, if cannot then don't do.&lt;br /&gt;we're like some rare animal or some sort.&lt;br /&gt;worst still, they are getting their wife next friday while we need to wait for 3 more month.&lt;br /&gt;sad!&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i failed.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5777050406983046181?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5777050406983046181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5777050406983046181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5777050406983046181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5777050406983046181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_06.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8926317089219002166</id><published>2009-06-04T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:28:00.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are reading this post, I'm probably enroute for every guy's biggest fear.  On some ferry heading towards Pulau Tekong.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm leaving civilization for 2 weeks before i can return, and carry on another 13 weeks of intensive training over there. &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this for my entire life, much more excited then ever.&lt;br /&gt;But however, my old wound had came back and much or less, i'm getting prepared to get kicked out of tekong pretty soon due to my shoulder wound.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly that would dash my dream of attending, or even, qualify for SISPEC or OCS.&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind to not report this to my seargeant until anything happens.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what will happen then.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck that i won't break my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to thanks to alot people for wishing me good luck. xD&lt;br /&gt;was so surprised that lydia actually remembered my enlistement day and smsed me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;samuel and a couple few that smsed me..&lt;br /&gt;the curry fish head and ee mee that gerald, nigel and edmund treated me last night.&lt;br /&gt;the morning call from boon hock and talked nothing but nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;and cheeyong, gary, jeremy, farhan and etc..&lt;br /&gt;especially defu's wish, "See you at tekong next friday".&lt;br /&gt;he's wish, always somehow never fail to amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confessed.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i finally did after so many years.&lt;br /&gt;typed the email and sent.&lt;br /&gt;i know i might lose a friend or not.&lt;br /&gt;i still confessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8926317089219002166?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8926317089219002166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8926317089219002166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8926317089219002166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8926317089219002166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7006111373525030916</id><published>2009-05-29T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T04:32:06.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>to my dearest dearest dearest copycat, also known as missteoaikkun!&lt;br /&gt;good luck and all the best today for your TP which is appromx. around 12 hrs plus later!!&lt;br /&gt;you better pass it once if not..&lt;br /&gt;if not..&lt;br /&gt;if not i also dont know what i want to say. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but i know you will pass though!~&lt;br /&gt;and with my sms! and you passed..&lt;br /&gt;you own me a treat eh!&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;greatest apologies if my sms woke you up from your dreamland!!~&lt;br /&gt;will try to sms you if i managed to "borrow" my friend's hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day mission into KL and Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7006111373525030916?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7006111373525030916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7006111373525030916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7006111373525030916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7006111373525030916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_29.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3503735192397880985</id><published>2009-05-27T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:13:46.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>first case..&lt;br /&gt;finally~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20090527/wl_asia_afp/singaporehealthflu_20090527032810"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20090527/wl_asia_afp/singaporehealthflu_20090527032810&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another good excuse to tell my mom that i should leave singapore for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;probably to KL or malaaca.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway.&lt;br /&gt;north korea will pay the price for it's action.&lt;br /&gt;what price? LOL&lt;br /&gt;they pay for the price, and we eat nuclear missile.&lt;br /&gt;and USA still thinks that they can isolate N. korea.&lt;br /&gt;my foot! LOL&lt;br /&gt;N. korea could just launch a couple of missile and destory a couple of country and it wont be isolated.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully when i finished NS, there's chance for me to "experience life".&lt;br /&gt;if you get what im trying to hint at.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3503735192397880985?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3503735192397880985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3503735192397880985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3503735192397880985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3503735192397880985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_27.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3634487362289711093</id><published>2009-05-25T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:20:41.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>they got a new retail manager to replace me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't know that was that great. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3634487362289711093?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3634487362289711093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3634487362289711093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3634487362289711093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3634487362289711093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1675322795003531385</id><published>2009-05-24T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:41:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>felt like i'm living on borrowed time.&lt;br /&gt;04 june is coming!&lt;br /&gt;and i've yet to get those items in the list.&lt;br /&gt;blahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malacca trip next friday.&lt;br /&gt;1 day though.&lt;br /&gt;not renting any car though.&lt;br /&gt;it's gerald's car. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;nigel be renting hyundai avante again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got hooked to hell's kitchen after playing it on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and i eventually watched the entire season 4 and 5 on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;considering to get the DVD set. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;got a video to share with ya all.&lt;br /&gt;not those that frequent cathay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&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/Nw0s4C0g5SM&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;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shan't.&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave what i want to say in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1675322795003531385?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1675322795003531385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1675322795003531385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1675322795003531385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1675322795003531385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_24.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3687366915345019908</id><published>2009-05-17T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:37:56.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>the following would be a long long long post.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, today is my last day at muji.&lt;br /&gt;time passes by so fast isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vaguely remember that when i first joined MUJI paragon, not warehouse..&lt;br /&gt;it was raining cats and dogs.&lt;br /&gt;then i reported to bence and my first assignment was to dump empty carton with him and slack at the dumping bay while he smokes.&lt;br /&gt;pretty easy isnt it? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrian was still a senior retail assistant, while viki was like some random ah lian folding her clothes at ladies wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saturday, i got to know wei yeow..&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the first phrase i said to him was "eh? you working here also ar?"&lt;br /&gt;when i don't even know he was from junyuan secondary.&lt;br /&gt;surprising isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day work, was a morning shift on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;then linda and shao feng approached me and talk, though i didn't really talk alot with shao feng..&lt;br /&gt;his impression on me for the first few month was like those &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt; de people. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slowly, sam introduce me to the staff there..&lt;br /&gt;and i got to know adrian, gim lee, zaidi, jeff, mai, auntie chris, mario, karen and etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;then i slowly got assignment straight from my supervisor, jass and subsequently, sabrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got a department myself, 109 AKA fabrics, i start receiving instruction from bence, jass and sabrin to recall my stock every sunday from warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;then one fateful day, while folding my towels, adrian pulled me into the cashier and started to teach me how to us the cash register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mai starts to exploit me.. =/&lt;br /&gt;taught me to do exchange, cash refund and voucher sales and etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i did my first stocktake at paragon..&lt;br /&gt;first overnight stay at paragon.&lt;br /&gt;slowly, zaidi, jeff and a couple of guys left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mai resigned, a couple of cashier did came and they fail epicly.&lt;br /&gt;sabrin then requested a cashier ID for me and i became the part time cashier for weekend.&lt;br /&gt;then somehow i got closer to shao feng, mr admin or hoon feng feng. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i think it was something to do with the cashier thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly then joined us..&lt;br /&gt;raymond, virginia, janet and some other new staff joined us for the MS opening store.&lt;br /&gt;those days was like fun!&lt;br /&gt;everyone pratically was looking for a job to do..&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that there was so many staff around and pratically nothing to do at all, so we could slack in open! xD&lt;br /&gt;then there was this crazy girl named serena that would stare at people when eating. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very first suntec sales!&lt;br /&gt;sabrin "enlisted" me and sam to be a cashier over there.&lt;br /&gt;then i got to know shu hua(hq admin coordinator), jing li(ms retail manager) and a reunion with the warehouse staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first batch of PRC arrived.&lt;br /&gt;and i hated them so much so until i can blast a hole in their head with a shotgun if there isn't law.&lt;br /&gt;jin yao joined us as well.&lt;br /&gt;and i pawned him so much wit the sensor tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then MS opened, jass got transferred to there as a supervisor, as well as bence while adrian got promoted to supervisor to cover jass's place and viki gotten a senior retail assistant after folding millions of clothes or billion i think.&lt;br /&gt;and i was once again enlisted by sabrin to help out at MS during their opening days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the company's first DnD at Kbox cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;22 of november 07 as my memory didnt fail me because bloody hell, the entire muji celebrated my birthday.. =/&lt;br /&gt;and i got lotsa cake smashing my face non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next event was the year end stock take.&lt;br /&gt;i could vividly remember that we was the first store to finished it on the 2nd day, around 3am plus.&lt;br /&gt;then we called bugis and MS, and we decided to lend a helping hand to MS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a change of managing director from nemoto to masusaki.&lt;br /&gt;a couple of changes at HQ staff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd DnD was at some 5 class buffet restaurant directly opposite suntec convention hall.&lt;br /&gt;they planned seats for us to mingle with other staff, which failed epicly..&lt;br /&gt;i hooked up with the warehouse peeps and adrian and a couple of our own kakis to have our rampage on the buffet and the free flow of tiger.&lt;br /&gt;won a small lil muji clothes hanger from the lucky draw and WEI YEOW won the grand prize, a fujitsu laptop!&lt;br /&gt;see! part timers own the rest! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, this person name DANNY TAN arrived in MUJI as an AREA MANAGER.&lt;br /&gt;he planned the stock take that requires us to close for 1 whole day instead of the 2 days after 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;which fail epicly.&lt;br /&gt;then DANNY TAN made jass and jing li to quit muji and up to 7 staff at marina square.&lt;br /&gt;no bullshit! i was stunned when i heard this news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sabrin went for maternity leave.&lt;br /&gt;so here comes sharon, jasmine and SOEGIARTO PRANAJAYA!&lt;br /&gt;sharon is deemed as okok to me..&lt;br /&gt;jasmine is deemed as Mouth Powered Manager, which only uses her mouth to direct instruction to people and i'm one of her victim as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, SOEGIARTO PRANAJAYA!&lt;br /&gt;a indonesian chinese, male.&lt;br /&gt;thinks that he is so great that he know everything about muji.&lt;br /&gt;raising voice at people, acting like as though he is some big shot that has the greatest product knowledge in muji.&lt;br /&gt;but in fact, he know no SHIT about muji product and his own product knowledge is absolute 0.&lt;br /&gt;using fucking this fucking that every single time he open his mouth, slacking with jasmine while other colleague is doing ladies wear launch.&lt;br /&gt;replying other colleague in a rude manner..&lt;br /&gt;no fucking mood to learn.&lt;br /&gt;and all this was his excuse.&lt;br /&gt;they call him a supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;we, part-timers call him a bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly he didn't even talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;coz imma shout at him if he ever does that to me.&lt;br /&gt;apparently there isn't going to be a chance for me to shout at him.&lt;br /&gt;so i have decided to write a complain email to the upper management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that my ordeal with the current new management at paragon has ended.&lt;br /&gt;a bitter sweet ending in muji.&lt;br /&gt;miss working in the past with the previous staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3687366915345019908?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3687366915345019908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3687366915345019908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3687366915345019908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3687366915345019908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_17.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5075694935428436201</id><published>2009-05-15T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:57:41.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>am i lucky or what?&lt;br /&gt;am i heng or what?&lt;br /&gt;this 2 phrases kept going through my mind after i read this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asia.news.yahoo.com/ap/20090515/tap-as-malaysia-swine-flu-2nd-ld-writeth-b3c65ae.html"&gt;http://asia.news.yahoo.com/ap/20090515/tap-as-malaysia-swine-flu-2nd-ld-writeth-b3c65ae.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swine flu had hit malaysia!~&lt;br /&gt;luckily i had came back from malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;but then, it ruined our plan for the one day malacca trip which we planned to go after my payday!!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about the trip some days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5075694935428436201?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5075694935428436201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5075694935428436201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5075694935428436201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5075694935428436201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_15.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4183981552981621298</id><published>2009-05-11T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:48:38.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;today had been a emotional day for me.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;we had briefing, by our new supervisor, jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;and she claimed that she was informed by another newer supervisor that the cashier aren't smiling and extending courtesy to the customer after transaction was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously i know who this is directed at.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her? what if there is like long queue? do we still smile?&lt;br /&gt;i've forget what nonsense she cooked up with.&lt;br /&gt;then viki, said that we should let him to be a cashier on a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. hey! for this 2 years plus, today was the first time that i couldn't agree more with viki that much.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, ok, supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't he know the basic to like learn to follow before you learn to lead?&lt;br /&gt;then he was like 24/7 busy doing something which i sees that he's wasting his time on it.&lt;br /&gt;blahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;didn't even want to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst still.&lt;br /&gt;when the cashiers passed him the float and audit roll and etc, he still has the cheek to say why you give to me, what am i suppose to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;then i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;i could see shao feng was like having the infamous wtf look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;then he whispered, this kind of things also dont know, how to be a sup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;first time, first time from the day i started working i heard shao feng gave such a bad comment to our own staff.&lt;br /&gt;coz he normally would say she not bad what and etc.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;oh ok, not the first time..&lt;br /&gt;it's the second time, the first time was when jasmine did something stupid, as a supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shao feng, james and i conculuded that every newcommer that comes in with a managerial post will be hated at..&lt;br /&gt;except for the new manager, sharon, at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;you wont know what will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;now you know how hard is it to survive in muji. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;so that jasmine made me to make a trip down to suntec sales to collect some paper carrier as we had run out of it and what?&lt;br /&gt;this was the first time i ever received a timing from someone that wants me to collect something on their behalf and set a time limit for me.&lt;br /&gt;which i couldn't care much about it eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec and viki called me to go marina square to collect more plastic bag when i was like... a few step to hall 325.&lt;br /&gt;so i went in, confirmed the things that i need, then i went to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;and adrian just went for his break and i looked around and see all those strange face.&lt;br /&gt;so unlike the previous marina square MUJI.&lt;br /&gt;so i stood there like a fucknut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i saw sam coming back from suntec sales for break, i joined him.&lt;br /&gt;shortly, adrian called me and joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;we went to suntec sales again, collected my box of paper bag, slack alittle with wei yeow and evyonne.&lt;br /&gt;went back to marina square to collect the plastic bag and tada~&lt;br /&gt;im on cab and back to paragon.&lt;br /&gt;time taken? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i left Paragon at 2pm and when i reached back again, 4.25pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine asked me if i helped out at suntec sales.&lt;br /&gt;i said ya and walk off. xD&lt;br /&gt;so bad right? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;malaysia trip tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;leaving singapore at like.. 5am? =/&lt;br /&gt;just to avoid ERP! LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still wondering if i should confess or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4183981552981621298?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4183981552981621298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4183981552981621298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4183981552981621298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4183981552981621298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_11.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2573971002831691430</id><published>2009-05-09T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:26:37.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>muji sales at suntec convention hall XXX tomorrow, up to 60% discount&lt;br /&gt;apparantly i wasn't aware of the hall number as i wasn't the selected one.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, meaning that i need to stay at paragon once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isnt that bad afterall i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the queue would be as bad as the last time.&lt;br /&gt;non stop of long  long long queue.&lt;br /&gt;and mind you, i was the one doing cashier that time from 10am to 10pm with 1 hour of break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new manager was clever.&lt;br /&gt;no! im not saying sabrin was stupid to bring me to suntec.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;sabrin was clever to bring me to suntec. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;sharon decided to keep me at paragon to do cashier instead of suntec.&lt;br /&gt;so, dont go suntec for the "up to 60% discount" because im not there.&lt;br /&gt;drop by paragon please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK ABOUT IT! 60% DISCOUNT OR CATCH A GLIMPSE OF ME AND STAND A CHANCE TO WIN A CHANCE OF CHATTING WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the new supervisor sucks! felt so bad calling her jass when she doesnt even reach the slightest standard of the old jass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2573971002831691430?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2573971002831691430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2573971002831691430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2573971002831691430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2573971002831691430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_09.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4721878121146113579</id><published>2009-05-04T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:30:04.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>excactly 1 more month before my exciting new life begins!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and excactly 1 more week to driving into malaysia, Kuala Lumpur for a 3 days 2 night trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4721878121146113579?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4721878121146113579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4721878121146113579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4721878121146113579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4721878121146113579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_04.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-6640644580432241946</id><published>2009-05-04T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:20:15.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>resigned.&lt;br /&gt;yes, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day on 17 of may.&lt;br /&gt;so sad that i didnt have the chance to set up MUJI at ION Orchard with sabrin.&lt;br /&gt;coz she suddenly smsed me why i resigned and questioned me.&lt;br /&gt;then she says that she wants to bring me to ION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda good though, appreciate that alot coz if given a choice, i wouldn't want to stay with the current new manager and supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;shao feng second that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall visit ION and sabrin sometimes later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6640644580432241946?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6640644580432241946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=6640644580432241946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6640644580432241946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6640644580432241946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2289143144771189736</id><published>2009-04-30T05:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:28:40.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>damn&lt;br /&gt;my stamina dropped, after all that training at school's 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;started to pant like a dog after like 6 rounds?&lt;br /&gt;shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks to be me.&lt;br /&gt;time to get my fat ass moving tomorrow again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2289143144771189736?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2289143144771189736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2289143144771189736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2289143144771189736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2289143144771189736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_30.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1163070390653299445</id><published>2009-04-29T00:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:22:02.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>pictures taken at the end of the prawning session.&lt;br /&gt;still got more pictures that i've yet to receive.&lt;br /&gt;caught hell lotsa prawn and watched them getting tortured.&lt;br /&gt;sucks to be them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcsX8ddIqI/AAAAAAAABTw/HcOSixc55BI/s1600-h/27042009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329777473894556322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcsX8ddIqI/AAAAAAAABTw/HcOSixc55BI/s320/27042009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329776107483150322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcrIaLlt_I/AAAAAAAABTY/TZb2fEMkubY/s320/27042009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcrEAq8epI/AAAAAAAABTQ/bUuv8RmXa_k/s1600-h/27042009(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329776031915866770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcrEAq8epI/AAAAAAAABTQ/bUuv8RmXa_k/s320/27042009(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcrA1fvuFI/AAAAAAAABTI/C8wjRFjtPPg/s1600-h/27042009(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329775977376495698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcrA1fvuFI/AAAAAAAABTI/C8wjRFjtPPg/s320/27042009(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/Sfcq6xqzGFI/AAAAAAAABTA/SAu_Lc9346A/s1600-h/27042009(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329775873269897298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/Sfcq6xqzGFI/AAAAAAAABTA/SAu_Lc9346A/s320/27042009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/Sfcq2-zqZ4I/AAAAAAAABS4/oYqckM7BDwk/s1600-h/27042009(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329775808077260674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/Sfcq2-zqZ4I/AAAAAAAABS4/oYqckM7BDwk/s320/27042009(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeaaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's adidas running shoe and it's red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same as my F50 eh? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcqvOqUjMI/AAAAAAAABSw/rfPuxVDqFN8/s1600-h/28042009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329775674894093506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcqvOqUjMI/AAAAAAAABSw/rfPuxVDqFN8/s320/28042009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcqrdD3YcI/AAAAAAAABSo/wtZQfCr2TRQ/s1600-h/28042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329775610039853506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcqrdD3YcI/AAAAAAAABSo/wtZQfCr2TRQ/s320/28042009.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's all~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1163070390653299445?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1163070390653299445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1163070390653299445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1163070390653299445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1163070390653299445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_29.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfcsX8ddIqI/AAAAAAAABTw/HcOSixc55BI/s72-c/27042009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-382587360698231402</id><published>2009-04-28T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:08:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>finally, it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, which spoils my jogging plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-382587360698231402?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/382587360698231402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=382587360698231402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/382587360698231402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/382587360698231402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_28.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3632258523402325676</id><published>2009-04-27T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:31:20.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i think you must had landed at hk safely.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your holiday(s).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3632258523402325676?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3632258523402325676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3632258523402325676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3632258523402325676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3632258523402325676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_27.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8271274840483762213</id><published>2009-04-25T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:01:55.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i asked myself over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;i can't let it go.&lt;br /&gt;its been years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8271274840483762213?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8271274840483762213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8271274840483762213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8271274840483762213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8271274840483762213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_1026.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1337401099169963098</id><published>2009-04-25T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:15:28.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>right!&lt;br /&gt;i've received the letter already!&lt;br /&gt;its confirmed! weeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;11.30 am to report!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to meet my new bunk mate and sergeant&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;and to fire SAR21!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am garang, i agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1337401099169963098?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.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-11438203.post-7145616486360469695</id><published>2009-04-24T13:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:02:35.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i dont know if i should be happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;definitely it's going to be the feeling like i got posted to a poly.&lt;br /&gt;but then, where's my letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfFMYHtmRAI/AAAAAAAABSg/R9uN8-HgHQY/s1600-h/OMGWTFLOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328123811426878466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfFMYHtmRAI/AAAAAAAABSg/R9uN8-HgHQY/s320/OMGWTFLOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks to chee yong&lt;br /&gt;if not, on that day i would arrested by the MP.&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;i'm already starting to anticipate for the day to come.&lt;br /&gt;YAY-NESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think so far this is the only thing that i'm elated about it.&lt;br /&gt;ok, probably the letter is in my letter box already...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7145616486360469695?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7145616486360469695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7145616486360469695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7145616486360469695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7145616486360469695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_24.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SfFMYHtmRAI/AAAAAAAABSg/R9uN8-HgHQY/s72-c/OMGWTFLOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-583118303327348489</id><published>2009-04-22T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:47:27.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>raining cats and dogs, wind howling.&lt;br /&gt;no shit.&lt;br /&gt;it has been awhile since there's heavy rain at night.&lt;br /&gt;just like my heavy heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-583118303327348489?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/583118303327348489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=583118303327348489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/583118303327348489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/583118303327348489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_9504.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7113540424502865899</id><published>2009-04-22T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:18:31.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>contacts of those regulars no longer online till unearthly hours.&lt;br /&gt;frequent chat diminished.&lt;br /&gt;and soon, strangers.&lt;br /&gt;it's part and parcel of life that people moves on.&lt;br /&gt;and i see peeps of my moved on with their new lifes at poly.&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes i do wonder if they still have a nostalgic for the ITE days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm basically fermenting at home.&lt;br /&gt;thinking what to do with my life, still.&lt;br /&gt;no letter from NS yet, at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to made myself to not think about it&lt;br /&gt;and it didn't work because i belonged to those type of humans that i had mentioned about a couple post before this.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly a sudden urge came to me, urge to study. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i guess school re-open has been removed from my dictionary already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不见馆材，不流泪&lt;br /&gt;so true isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move on, move on.&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to rant about my mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so many years.&lt;br /&gt;opportunities after opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't had the gut to do so.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i do feel that things had changed.&lt;br /&gt;it's different as compared to few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not blaming you.&lt;br /&gt;it's me, i always screw up things.&lt;br /&gt;should i had known earlier, i shouldn't had disturbed you or came across your life.&lt;br /&gt;i have so many, so many to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;because you made me look forward for school everyday in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;because all of a sudden my world revolved around you.&lt;br /&gt;but i chose not to tell.&lt;br /&gt;becuase i know it's impossible between us.&lt;br /&gt;and this time, i choose not to minimise my words because i know you will never know it's you.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there everytime when i needed someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7113540424502865899?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7113540424502865899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7113540424502865899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7113540424502865899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7113540424502865899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_22.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7404224511658675265</id><published>2009-04-18T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:43:46.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>went to airport swensen to have my meal and ice cream with gerald and gang after my work.&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a celebrity brownie for free. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to nigel's friend. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest was unlucky, coz they order way way way before me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;school reopens on monday for peeps, not for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7404224511658675265?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7404224511658675265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7404224511658675265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7404224511658675265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7404224511658675265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_18.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-9111582881781783717</id><published>2009-04-16T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:19:08.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>watched "Taken" with jeremy and 2 of his other friend. both are guys, so sad. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't notice that today was the release date for Taken until i was on the bus back home.&lt;br /&gt;so omfgwtfbbqilovemaozedong right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so power right?&lt;br /&gt;touching story ar!&lt;br /&gt;i shall exposed abit!&lt;br /&gt;its about a dad, that sacrificed his family for his job; secret agent.&lt;br /&gt;(when the movie starts, he retires already, to spend more time with his daughter. previously his wife broke up with him and re-married another rich ass fellow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then his daughter got kidnapped and sold to some prostitute syndicate.&lt;br /&gt;then he had to get back into action with all the "skills" to save his daughter back.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;its highly recommanded ar! xD&lt;br /&gt;by me though. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;Company of Heroes; Tales of Valor is OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomg! i wanna get it so much man!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;imma Company of Heroes fan i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;i've got Company of Heroes, Company of Heroes; Opposing Force and I WANNA GET Company of Heroes; Tales of Valor laaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;no more happy post from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-9111582881781783717?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/9111582881781783717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=9111582881781783717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9111582881781783717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9111582881781783717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_16.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1842265947572510340</id><published>2009-04-14T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:04:37.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>something that is blog worthy for the night.&lt;br /&gt;it's defu once again.&lt;br /&gt;having the phobia of his sister already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SeSyJFXxe-I/AAAAAAAABSU/Lr_wGM8iVnI/s1600-h/defuohdefu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576528589224930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SeSyJFXxe-I/AAAAAAAABSU/Lr_wGM8iVnI/s320/defuohdefu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ps:&lt;br /&gt;still love to talk with jeremy forever, like how he love to talk with joshua's type of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1842265947572510340?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1842265947572510340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1842265947572510340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1842265947572510340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1842265947572510340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_8430.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SeSyJFXxe-I/AAAAAAAABSU/Lr_wGM8iVnI/s72-c/defuohdefu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-340215815891958000</id><published>2009-04-14T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:59:03.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>greatest apologies to all for the sudden lock of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;was doing some editing of my new blog skin, which apparantly failed.&lt;br /&gt;so, i've decided to use back my current skin at the moment and work on my new skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched "Knowing" last night.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know..&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending alot on watching movies every night.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it's like 2 years since i watch movies at movie theatre ok?&lt;br /&gt;working and working and working my guts off every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;so it's time for me to take back what i should. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's good to have lots of computer and wireless at home.&lt;br /&gt;was having some internet party at gerald's house yesterday afternoon, playing navyfield together at his room.&lt;br /&gt;should had brought my copperheard razor over!&lt;br /&gt;dont really like his lanchasis razor though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, knowing, was quite a good show i should say.&lt;br /&gt;a show that kinda answer my answer about life..&lt;br /&gt;kinda answer only..&lt;br /&gt;and shit, gerald got spooked out and he actually jumped in his seat. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess..&lt;br /&gt;gotta work on my new skin. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-340215815891958000?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/340215815891958000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=340215815891958000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/340215815891958000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/340215815891958000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_14.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5158245672280188256</id><published>2009-04-09T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:37:39.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>shao feng claims that i'm facing depression when i'm bugging him during work time at storeroom 1 last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the following walls of words would be full of paradox sentences and probably a mixture of oxymoron phrases. so please, bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if im thinking too much or what. but is education important? at all? yes, im sure many would say yes for the sake that it would ensure you a bright future, high salary, blah blah blah and the list goes on and on and on. and im sure, everyone would still have the same destination. coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've asked alot of people opinion about such incident. and many gave me different point of view. some says that's why we need to study hard to ensure that we have lots of money to enjoy ourself.&lt;br /&gt;some says it's once in a life time in your life, so do what you are happy as you deem.&lt;br /&gt;some says whatever you have done, just don't regret with your choices.&lt;br /&gt;some says live with it, if it's done, it's done, no point harping on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, who is it that define education that it's important? it's human afterall.&lt;br /&gt;like what i told shao feng,&lt;br /&gt;human design, invent and create things to kill human.&lt;br /&gt;for instant, we design car and when car met an accident, life would be lose.&lt;br /&gt;we design television and computer and when we spend too long time with them, we would wear specs.&lt;br /&gt;we design battleships, and war machines and claim that they would bring peace, but we've created more orphans, windows then before.&lt;br /&gt;we create instant noodle and when we overdose it, we would die eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shao feng says that instand noodle is created for those that are busy people.&lt;br /&gt;so why is there busy people?&lt;br /&gt;because they have a deadline to rush or something to rush or alot of agenda waiting to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;why they have a deadline to rush or agenda to complete?&lt;br /&gt;because if they meet the deadline, they will get money.&lt;br /&gt;if they complete the agenda, they would have chance to be promoted when the promotion period kicks in. alot of people blames money as the main culprit for everything.&lt;br /&gt;but think again, who invented money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Money is a matter of functions four, a medium, a measure, a standard, a store. That is, money functions as a medium of exchange, a unit of account, a standard of deferred payment, and a store of value."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definition found in older economics textbook, then again, who wrote them?&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me that it appeared out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;it's we human that defined it.&lt;br /&gt;it's good that we fight for something that we want, to have a sense of achivement.&lt;br /&gt;but it has turn into a obssession among us, or rather, it has influenced all of us that it's a MUST for everyone in order to survive in this harsh world.&lt;br /&gt;then who was the one that defined this harsh world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the point is, the earth is afterall controlled by us, human. and all those education, jobs, money, society, education, blah blah blah are all defined by humans, except for scientist which they define the past of the earth and universe.&lt;br /&gt;especially society.&lt;br /&gt;yes, everyone would says education is important because everyone is been brought up by this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, does anyone ask why? why does there need to be requirement to study certain course or subject or educational institute?&lt;br /&gt;because it is a statement that identifies a necessary attribute, capability, characteristic, or quality of a student in order for it to have value and utility to the course or educational institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the obvious paradox sentence. yes, without education, we can't save lifes like those doctors does. cancers, kidney dialysis and etc. but then, what causes the increase of cancers and other sickness nowadays. partially, it's contributed by our hectic lifestyle. well, im not a doctor nor whatsoever, so correct me if im wrong. (&lt;a href="mailto:zserty257@hotmail.com"&gt;zserty257@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has turned into a process.&lt;br /&gt;study hard, get a good degree or diploma, work your ass off to get money, find someone you like to spend your life with, make some children, educate your children like how you were been educated, retire, select a good looking coffin that you like and you sleep in it until you are burned into ashes.&lt;br /&gt;and soon, your existant would be zero in their memories when your children soon return to their busy life and probably they wouldn't have time to pay you respect once a year.&lt;br /&gt;that's my 10 cent worth of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human had been contradicted by human all along.&lt;br /&gt;we take things for granted from what has existed in the past.&lt;br /&gt;why is it so that no one wants to change it?&lt;br /&gt;from my point of view, everyone had been brainwashed by this world and didn't thought of changing things because it would seems impossible for us to change.&lt;br /&gt;but look, people that created all those rules and regulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instant, raping is illegal and considered as a bad act.&lt;br /&gt;what if people in the past label it as a honourable act, things would be different ya?&lt;br /&gt;ok. probably i'm stupid or what. but that's how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;what if things happened another way in the past? would things still be the same now?&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course this is total bullshit because people had been brought up in the manner that raping is illegal and against the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about life?&lt;br /&gt;i asked jeremy personally on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life, you are here to do something great or die trying and most people die trying"&lt;br /&gt;as quoted from jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this had set myself thinking, why most people die trying? because they are never content with what they have or rather, every people has different level of being content!&lt;br /&gt;they kept wanting more and more and never ending.&lt;br /&gt;some felt that 1.5k per month is contented.&lt;br /&gt;some felt that 10k per month is contented.&lt;br /&gt;some felt that they wants to earn 10million per month then they will feel contented.&lt;br /&gt;but then, if they earns 10million per month, are they going to be contented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good that human are aiming higher for their goals, but most of the time, they would set more and more goals after achieving one after another, which will lead to endless level of content.&lt;br /&gt;that's why no one would be happy with what they have now.&lt;br /&gt;that's why some would say the poor is the rich while the rich is the poor.&lt;br /&gt;it's obvious that this paragraph is contradicting and many people would not agree with this.&lt;br /&gt;but however, that's my own personal opinion though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just wondering does anyone thought about the meaning of life before they pass away?&lt;br /&gt;or they pass away thinking about their children's future and leaving their will behind?&lt;br /&gt;i should consider myself lucky to be here typing this post if not for my elder sister's death in my mom's womb.&lt;br /&gt;i only heard my mom said this once, and i didn't asked much..&lt;br /&gt;"if my sister had been born, there won't be me, because we only planned to have 1 child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many truth do we know from our parents?&lt;br /&gt;non. other then those common topic..&lt;br /&gt;but what happen before we are born? i dont know about other friend's parents share it when them, but for me, they seldom talk about it except about the shophouse, my elder sister and nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;probably there might be another elder brother or sister before my so called "elder sister" as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but however, i still thank the people in the past for invent things that made my life so comfortable now.&lt;br /&gt;which seems to be abit contradicting though.&lt;br /&gt;life IS suppose to be contradicting; periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every human is supposed to think differently, but then why are we forced to follow some other person's thought?&lt;br /&gt;probably that's why people quarrel due to the different point of view generated from the brain.&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;who knows the real meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i'm still rather skeptic about religion.&lt;br /&gt;for all you might know, it might be created by the people in the past to supress the chaos or even probably to answer to some people question about life after death.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i do feel about their existance somehow. coincidence or gut feeling?&lt;br /&gt;i kept those incident to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;what is life?&lt;br /&gt;are we supposed to follow the rules and regulations has been laid down for us by the ancestor?&lt;br /&gt;or are we suppose to create our own?&lt;br /&gt;or are we suppose to follow the rules and regulation that has been laid down for us and create more of it for the next generation?&lt;br /&gt;it's contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess..&lt;br /&gt;although i still have alot alot more to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;shall talk about those some other times..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5158245672280188256?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5158245672280188256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5158245672280188256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5158245672280188256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5158245672280188256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_09.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7832236913427944770</id><published>2009-04-07T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:12:42.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>caught "12 rounds" with the altis gang at E-hub!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should say its quite a nice movie yeaa?&lt;br /&gt;let see..&lt;br /&gt;malaysia in may? anyone?!&lt;br /&gt;gerald be renting estima yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised that yi hao got the same birthday as me..&lt;br /&gt;after he pm-ed me in some forum.&lt;br /&gt;how cool~&lt;br /&gt;now then i realised that my secondary school mate has the same birthday as me. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7832236913427944770?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7832236913427944770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7832236913427944770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7832236913427944770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7832236913427944770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_07.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4470769519980378858</id><published>2009-04-06T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:30:30.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>let see.&lt;br /&gt;James got into Guards.&lt;br /&gt;Gerald got into 41st SAR (Singapore Amour Regiment).&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy got into BMTC Tekong school 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im wondering where's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirm i'll be going for SOF, Hendon camp!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;they be driving Leo 2 to escort me to there! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;i had been bugging shaofeng about life's definition.&lt;br /&gt;and jeremy as well.&lt;br /&gt;shall post my own personal view about it later, it's in my draft, still yet to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jeremy got the shock of his life when i told him i email the principal and deputy principal of RP. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4470769519980378858?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4470769519980378858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4470769519980378858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4470769519980378858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4470769519980378858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_06.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8890080264908618683</id><published>2009-04-04T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:26:14.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i know how jeremy feel like punching me right in my face after hearing my encounter just now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and once again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry to myself for breaking the promise that was made to myself to grab hold of any opportunity if it's available.&lt;br /&gt;and there it was, an hour or 2 ago and mrt station and i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because everytime when i want to forget about something, it would resurface again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i took a long time to hestitate if i should drop her a message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eventually i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8890080264908618683?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8890080264908618683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8890080264908618683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8890080264908618683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8890080264908618683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_04.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1812386468605540147</id><published>2009-04-03T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:11:40.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>epic failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1812386468605540147?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1812386468605540147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1812386468605540147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1812386468605540147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1812386468605540147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_389.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3940017917139576928</id><published>2009-04-03T07:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:21:14.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>backed, from gerald chalet.&lt;br /&gt;yup, chalet once again.&lt;br /&gt;and my SL, yong meng managed to kope so many charcoal and fire starter, hence, gerald, he and i had our own bbq~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mazda6 was the shit man!&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you.. its damn bloody powerful!&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why? ask me personally!&lt;br /&gt;it's a secret between me and boon hock. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, driving at night and early morning is so great, with the morning breeze blowing gently at your face, provided if you drive at yong meng's style..&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, yong meng was damn fast man!&lt;br /&gt;when gerald and i was walking out from the costa sand chalet, his camry already zoom past us already.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaa, our band, Junyuan Symphonic Band gotten Certificate of Participation for yesterday's SYF.&lt;br /&gt;how shocking man.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. sad sad sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3940017917139576928?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3940017917139576928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3940017917139576928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3940017917139576928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3940017917139576928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_03.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-808768887322059698</id><published>2009-04-01T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:11:22.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned that i caught Gran Torino with joseph. boon hock and gerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;peeps would be saying that why would i even want to watch such movie right?&lt;br /&gt;its not some war movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously speaking, it attracted me when i watch the trailer while watching valkyrie..&lt;br /&gt;ok, how it attracted me?&lt;br /&gt;it was the M1 Garand that was showned in the movie, thinking that there would be some shootout or somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;but then, instead, there isn't and the story was great and damn touching!&lt;br /&gt;and joseph got teary eyes!~ ahahhaha =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually got ar.. but i refrain myself from doing something..&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, boon hock rent a mazda 6 and i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS THE SHIT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;with gerald shouting and shouting at the rear of the car..&lt;br /&gt;the sound.. wooooo..&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer gerald's altis.. nononon.. i think yong meng's camry.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i be getting a EVO! lololol! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;boon hock spaced out when he parked his car next to the pump when he wanted to refuel.&lt;br /&gt;coz he dont know how to refuel! LOL! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, that's all i guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-808768887322059698?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/808768887322059698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=808768887322059698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/808768887322059698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/808768887322059698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_01.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4530869061733045936</id><published>2009-04-01T09:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:07:47.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>yay-ness!&lt;br /&gt;A for AOFA&lt;br /&gt;B for PR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ite was rather on time, smsed me right at 8.00am! not 1 min later or earlier!&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;now lets wait for friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4530869061733045936?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4530869061733045936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4530869061733045936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4530869061733045936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4530869061733045936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8629930549052360219</id><published>2009-03-31T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:54:10.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;oh lol!&lt;br /&gt;why explain? guilty? LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gerald wanted to book some random chalet, so last night he drove down to goldkris or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and he be complaining about the price.&lt;br /&gt;then he finally get to settle his satay crave since saturday..&lt;br /&gt;and what? he slacked at my house lobby and talk about the past times..&lt;br /&gt;everyone's starting to get so random nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;no wondering i've been feeling so uneasy this few days..&lt;br /&gt;until i realised that i've yet to post those video from vietnam trip on to face book eh..&lt;br /&gt;after bugging for jeremy for so long, and HE LOST ALL THOSE PICTURE MAN!&lt;br /&gt;gosh!!!! so saddening lahhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i be re-playing my cod4 and cod5!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;forgot to back up my player profile before formatting..&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;there's goes my 5 star general laaaa..&lt;br /&gt;i know jeremy be having his evil grin on his face right now! LOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i should start planning my schedule with sabrin already..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many anyway, vivien got her license! gosh!&lt;br /&gt;tempting!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8629930549052360219?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8629930549052360219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8629930549052360219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8629930549052360219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8629930549052360219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_31.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-172297262398377835</id><published>2009-03-30T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:14:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>how time flies~&lt;br /&gt;accidentally bump into someone's blog.. and as usual, he would be blog-war with some other people..&lt;br /&gt;like what he did the last time during the band times.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still wondering, does that boost his ego that much?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;like what joseph said, 2 headed snake indeed!&lt;br /&gt;can't be bothered about him that much eh..&lt;br /&gt;fancy quarrelling over a job that they didn't even called you but us!&lt;br /&gt;LOL! feel so sad for you man.. wondering how you were feeling at that point of time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, speaking of the band..&lt;br /&gt;the current main band strength is so....&lt;br /&gt;we used to have 80 plus and everytime we had trouble of getting enough seats for everyone..&lt;br /&gt;and now? so many empty seats inbetween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we had a joke on saturday with some of the alumnis.&lt;br /&gt;the entire band can be covered with one palm now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great that they are playing ivanhoe..&lt;br /&gt;but then..&lt;br /&gt;nothing much was there.. pretty "&lt;em&gt;no-feeling&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;ok, i won't say that our alumni's The Seventies was great..&lt;br /&gt;but in my opinion.. their ivanhoe is pretty dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like WTF to jia jun when i saw those percussionist, placing scores, pencil case and etc on the snare drum..&lt;br /&gt;i mean, in the past, we were taught to not place anything on the instrument and etc etc etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;wondering what happened to the QM.&lt;br /&gt;thing's weren't like that like jia jun was the QM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instrument were dirty..&lt;br /&gt;section file were messy and dis-orientated.&lt;br /&gt;thing's so different now..&lt;br /&gt;blahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably that's the way they like it.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i still get to taste the golden days with junyuan symphonic band in the past..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-172297262398377835?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/172297262398377835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=172297262398377835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/172297262398377835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/172297262398377835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_9011.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7475584887253903478</id><published>2009-03-30T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:33:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;$300 from Good Progress Award&lt;br /&gt;$150 from EAGLES Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool!&lt;br /&gt;ite loves me eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right!&lt;br /&gt;now im addicted to facebook's real estate tycoon la!!&lt;br /&gt;time to check my property value!&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7475584887253903478?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7475584887253903478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7475584887253903478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7475584887253903478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7475584887253903478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_30.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8255436089232114524</id><published>2009-03-28T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:52:29.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>had been pretty busy since wedesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday, i had a class gathering at aloha loyang chalet..&lt;br /&gt;checking in was a fuss and it pissed everyone off instantly.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept bugging G4s to dip in the jacuzzi pool with me, and somehow, all of us got hooked to the slide and we kept playing and playing and playing the slide until defu highlighted to us that the slide is only for 12 years and below..&lt;br /&gt;who cares, as long as i can sit in the slide, i be sliding and sliding over and over again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the night grew old, beer and booze kicked in..&lt;br /&gt;probably beer for the rest..&lt;br /&gt;and when i opened the booze, they were gone.. so.. yeaaa.. that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated vivian's belated birthday or something like that and she kept saying it isn't her birthday.. xD&lt;br /&gt;chee yong was forced to drink cans and cans of carlsberg, so LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then all of us were watching ninja warrior.. how great?! =/&lt;br /&gt;my gang were watching Saving Private Ryan via his lappy at his room.&lt;br /&gt;so on so forth..&lt;br /&gt;chatting till morning with G4, farah and gary until farah started to ask us those bloody random question and yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;it's great! even joshua came! but sadly, he can't stay overnight or else....&lt;br /&gt;all of us would had double the fun i tell you, especially defu la..&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, i almost managed to convince him to strip to stark naked.&lt;br /&gt;ok, probably not to that extent, but till his underwear.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;it's great, superb and what have you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we should have another gathering yeaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on thursday, i totally forgot about going out with gerald and gang to get a long black sleeve for today's performance.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i managed to wake up on time i tell you... 6pm!&lt;br /&gt;then they drove down to vivocity, he got his black pants, i got my black long sleeve, boon hock got his nonsense and whatever la.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;we were damn late for band pratice. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;yong meng finally changed his lao pok pok to camry lei!&lt;br /&gt;damn spacious i tell you, so much more spacious then gerald's altis..&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;they picked me up at joo chiat as i was having dinner with my parents..&lt;br /&gt;went prawning at east coast..&lt;br /&gt;and yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left them alone and went to da muji gathering, which was located at east coast as well..&lt;br /&gt;and adrian was there!&lt;br /&gt;LOL! it was the first time i see him attending our gathering la..&lt;br /&gt;everytime he would be mia i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;went back to prawning later..&lt;br /&gt;then yong meng suggested to go to the last heavy carpark to see "something"&lt;br /&gt;they complained that they can't see anything, so we went 1 more round and yong purposely park next and in front of that "car", leaving gerald's car RIGHT NEXT to that "car"..&lt;br /&gt;it was so.. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ponggol for supper and back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that sums up my activities for the past few days. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8255436089232114524?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8255436089232114524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8255436089232114524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8255436089232114524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8255436089232114524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_28.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-4453773186936930624</id><published>2009-03-25T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:35:03.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>vodka peach or chivas?&lt;br /&gt;still deciding if i should brin either one since shao teng is bring vodka pear.&lt;br /&gt;and i think jeremy still has one vodka peach hidden at his house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muji really screwed me real hard.&lt;br /&gt;for making me being such a poor bloke.&lt;br /&gt;and this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:55%;"&gt;everytime when i found out that you are sick, i would sms you to take care and if you are fine.&lt;br /&gt;and everything upon learning that you are fine..&lt;br /&gt;i would always end up with "i dont disturb you liao, enjoy yourself."&lt;br /&gt;im such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;because when everytime i wants to give up.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it didn't succeed.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if you know how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;but yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;it's been years since..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-4453773186936930624?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4453773186936930624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=4453773186936930624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4453773186936930624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/4453773186936930624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_25.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7351443439649182693</id><published>2009-03-24T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:52:49.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>seriously bored at this time..&lt;br /&gt;thank guam yim, gerald called me and ask me out for supper @ bedok 85.&lt;br /&gt;and thankfully he got his own car and he's fetching me there and back home.&lt;br /&gt;thanks yea? though i know he would never read this. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall wait for him to call me to go down.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7351443439649182693?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7351443439649182693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7351443439649182693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7351443439649182693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7351443439649182693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_8014.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5406989173303884575</id><published>2009-03-24T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:53:04.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>sick.&lt;br /&gt;yes, 1 day before the class gathering.&lt;br /&gt;my nose be having a free flow of lemon barley.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll be fine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet again, muji gathering at this friday night.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, all those ex-muji i should said.&lt;br /&gt;joseph handed in his letter already..&lt;br /&gt;so.. yea.. probably my turn soon, unless i accidentally get into poly then it would be another 3 year bond with em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, muji decided to screw me up, by delaying my cheque which was suppose to be issued on 22th.&lt;br /&gt;and i need that fresh flow of cash urgently for the class gathering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, have to get some black long sleeve for alumni band performance this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;its... $$$$ again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, rotting at home ain't bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this post is totally meaningless so yea..&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5406989173303884575?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5406989173303884575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5406989173303884575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5406989173303884575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5406989173303884575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_24.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8824802722948288771</id><published>2009-03-23T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:16:16.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>somehow, humans need to be selfish for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i won't be working for this holiday except for fri, sat and sun.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;even it's money, i won't even consider about it now.&lt;br /&gt;the workload seems to be never ending, especially when it's piling and piling and never ending piling of workload.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's till the extend of breaking all the rule on purpose and just hope that they would issue me with all 3 warning letter and dismiss me straight away.&lt;br /&gt;yes, that's the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i shan't talk about those miserable experience that i've encountered for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;but it was the worst day of days in muji.&lt;br /&gt;not sabrin, but the fucked up managment.&lt;br /&gt;ok, imagine this.&lt;br /&gt;we, part timer has to get our own black polo t-shirt and our OWN expense for the reason that they don't have enough uniform for the part timers.&lt;br /&gt;truely not enough or the top management in singapore isn't fighting hard for us?&lt;br /&gt;i'll give myself the benefit of doubt about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only i was the one that sensed that the working mood and environment had changed.&lt;br /&gt;even sam, wei yao says so..&lt;br /&gt;everyone simply missed the old muji in the past.&lt;br /&gt;unlike now.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, dont they understand that by hiring PRC that can't communicate in english would be an extra burden to us?&lt;br /&gt;i've received several bad facial expression from customer that was pushed to me from the PRC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind helping them if im idle, but of all time, they would PULL me over when i'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;everytime they would just say, 我不会讲英文，你快来帮我。&lt;br /&gt;and most of the case, they would disappear into thin air after they saw you covering their ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, screw that man. i ain't gonna talk much about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably, the class chalet is going to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;especially with joshua around, if he is going to stay overnight, that would double the fun.&lt;br /&gt;no doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;booze or beer.&lt;br /&gt;cy and i had the idea of beer.&lt;br /&gt;suggestion anyone? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8824802722948288771?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8824802722948288771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8824802722948288771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8824802722948288771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8824802722948288771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_23.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3174548921888208365</id><published>2009-03-20T11:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:16:03.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>outdated screenshot that i've took down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRfhSttoI/AAAAAAAABSM/A4CytWXOAi8/s1600-h/evenolivercomplainoffacebookemailspam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315111218437797506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRfhSttoI/AAAAAAAABSM/A4CytWXOAi8/s320/evenolivercomplainoffacebookemailspam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRbhg-yCI/AAAAAAAABSE/E8wAObLmWxM/s1600-h/joshuadrink75percentliquor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315111149778159650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRbhg-yCI/AAAAAAAABSE/E8wAObLmWxM/s320/joshuadrink75percentliquor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRW4QM64I/AAAAAAAABR8/Eeesa00WzNM/s1600-h/lol%40jeremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315111069982452610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRW4QM64I/AAAAAAAABR8/Eeesa00WzNM/s320/lol%40jeremy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25th of march people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i be checking in at 3pm, so feel free to come at 3.01pm. =D&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/11438203-3174548921888208365?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3174548921888208365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3174548921888208365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3174548921888208365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3174548921888208365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/outdated-screenshot-that-ive-took-down.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/ScMRfhSttoI/AAAAAAAABSM/A4CytWXOAi8/s72-c/evenolivercomplainoffacebookemailspam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-1966648249591550843</id><published>2009-03-19T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:46:00.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>oh lol!&lt;br /&gt;10 - 3&lt;br /&gt;ok, i admit, the first goal was my fault.. totally my fault&lt;br /&gt;while the 2nd was a own goal due to a mis-kick&lt;br /&gt;and 3rd was my assumption and trust in my defenders.. soo.. yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;still pwn them anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rezoning was "fun" for the super full shift on monday and tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;8.00am till 10.00pm++ was the shit man!&lt;br /&gt;thats why we called he super full shift for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wednesday, counting store accessories.&lt;br /&gt;it was total bullshit i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;those small aryclics, metal plates, plastic plates and all shit.&lt;br /&gt;and they want it by today 4.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;and we are still not even half way done.&lt;br /&gt;that's how great life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've yet to do the visual display for my fabrics shelving after the rezone.&lt;br /&gt;why so many things to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;i noticed, so many other part time job that offers the same amount of price or even higher, and yet their workload is so much lesser then mine.&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to turn in for another full shift tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1966648249591550843?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1966648249591550843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=1966648249591550843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1966648249591550843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/1966648249591550843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_19.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2814770247066760179</id><published>2009-03-16T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:48:33.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>full shift everyday starts from today.&lt;br /&gt;rezone of shelving took a toll on me especially im down with serious flu.&lt;br /&gt;it's half way done and tomorrow has to complete by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least wednesday there's soccer match in the morning though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouted, screamed, yelled, scolded one of my colleague.&lt;br /&gt;no regret and no remorse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2814770247066760179?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2814770247066760179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2814770247066760179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2814770247066760179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2814770247066760179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_16.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3116297807076127109</id><published>2009-03-15T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:38:55.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>me, boon kiat is a happy boy today!&lt;br /&gt;i spent 90 cents on my transport to junyuan secondary for alumni band pratice and back from tampines central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yong meng drove us to TM to have our bruch, then i left home for work.&lt;br /&gt;then james came over and fetch me with his bike to work.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, gerald and his gang, including yong meng, with their ever last minutes changing plans, they jio me to play lan with em, so..?&lt;br /&gt;they drove to lucky plaza and fetch me to parklane to play L4D, yes! L4D..&lt;br /&gt;we had so much shouting at the shop i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;until my voice is kinda coarse now..&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna buy it after i get my next pay! i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much talking to gerald, he refuse to drive us to devil's bend nor ponggol end.&lt;br /&gt;claiming what hes afraid!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then gerald fetch me home~&lt;br /&gt;woot!&lt;br /&gt;so good to have your peeps around you owning some mean of transport! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;no! im not exploiting them actually..&lt;br /&gt;just.. uhhh...&lt;br /&gt;once in a while thingy la..&lt;br /&gt;dont anyhow anyhow accuse me eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to slack!&lt;br /&gt;wooots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3116297807076127109?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3116297807076127109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3116297807076127109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3116297807076127109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3116297807076127109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_15.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2035315852661839975</id><published>2009-03-14T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T01:45:57.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Dear SK,&lt;br /&gt;if there is any miscommunication cause, my greatest apologies.&lt;br /&gt;the gather will be at loyang aloha, 25th of march 09..&lt;br /&gt;it will be a bbq instead of a potluck and yes, the sponsoring part is only for the chalet itself and not for the food.&lt;br /&gt;lpk paid for the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;it will be a 1 day 1 night chalet.&lt;br /&gt;check in time would be from 3pm and book out time would be 10.00am on 26th march 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price would be $10 each for the food; periods.&lt;br /&gt;will keep you guys updated via email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, greatest apologies for any incovience caused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2035315852661839975?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2035315852661839975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2035315852661839975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2035315852661839975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2035315852661839975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_14.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7579269002055472442</id><published>2009-03-12T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:34:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>right, outing with G4 at IT fair..&lt;br /&gt;got a external hard disk and a headphone for myself!&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate razor!&lt;br /&gt;$99 for copperhead and mantis mousepad.&lt;br /&gt;and mine was $100 plus!&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: jeremy got full mark for PR paper MCQ. damn! i guess mine's probably screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class gathering at aloha loyang, 25th of march, details will be given out later until i some up with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone is wondering why there isn't any pictures, they are here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=639229369&amp;amp;v=photos&amp;amp;viewas=639229369"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=639229369&amp;amp;v=photos&amp;amp;viewas=639229369&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=639229369&amp;amp;v=app_2392950137&amp;amp;viewas=639229369"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=639229369&amp;amp;v=app_2392950137&amp;amp;viewas=639229369&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wooooooooooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SbkK4-annfI/AAAAAAAABRE/wLo4iY3NR9o/s1600-h/12032009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312289209403809266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SbkK4-annfI/AAAAAAAABRE/wLo4iY3NR9o/s320/12032009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be going back again with sam and james to see what else i can buy again tomorrow~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh yea, i have this incident to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couple of days ago, while i was bathing, my father was watching discovery channel, then when one of the advertisment played the song, and he told me i've got a sms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i tell him confidently, it's the TV ads, not my handphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he realised that he got self-owned. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i've tricked so many people with my voicemail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!!!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got all of their epic recording! MUAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7579269002055472442?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7579269002055472442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7579269002055472442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7579269002055472442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7579269002055472442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_12.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SbkK4-annfI/AAAAAAAABRE/wLo4iY3NR9o/s72-c/12032009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8725998285349254397</id><published>2009-03-10T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:19:05.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>greatest apologies to all for not taking photo.&lt;br /&gt;no, im not emo.&lt;br /&gt;im just pissed off with myself that i couldn't do the question at all.&lt;br /&gt;and the point is, i recalled the answer after i handed up the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 marks lost, and more to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye poly~&lt;br /&gt;hi university, social university.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8725998285349254397?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8725998285349254397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=8725998285349254397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8725998285349254397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/8725998285349254397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3446043945754459057</id><published>2009-03-09T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:58:59.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>wei yeow got into ngee ann poly in aerospace technology.&lt;br /&gt;with his 4 GPA.&lt;br /&gt;so envy yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i recalled that my first paper for PR got a C..and..&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't seem great to me now..&lt;br /&gt;though dorathy claim that she gaved us high marks for the special event presentation.&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy told me to make my last stand? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;even if i can make it to poly or not.&lt;br /&gt;but heck.&lt;br /&gt;i just completed unit 4.&lt;br /&gt;4 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yeow prompted me this question.&lt;br /&gt;why not you go take some nitec course, then get 4, because my course very easy to get 4..&lt;br /&gt;alot of my friend go in nyp and sp.&lt;br /&gt;sounds appealing isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tempted to do so..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps after my NS i guess.&lt;br /&gt;not a bad idea afterall, though it takes a longer time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;screw it man..&lt;br /&gt;just study first then say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sabrin is happy for wei yeow not because he get in poly, but because wei yeow can serve muji for another 3 years. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;save her the effort to get another new part time and start with the training all over again.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sense something overwhelming coming into me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;really..&lt;br /&gt;its, contradicting.. can't wait for the paper to end yet, hoping that the paper will never come..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hope.. that such day would never comes.&lt;br /&gt;but still, life moves on..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like blogging alot of things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i feel that its not the appropriate time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;partially because of my revision and, i think tomorrow would be a much more appropriate time to do so..&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;anticipate for that post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3446043945754459057?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3446043945754459057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3446043945754459057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3446043945754459057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3446043945754459057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_09.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2218706068729654278</id><published>2009-03-08T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:43:25.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>james bike was fun.&lt;br /&gt;but most of the time.. i could feel my adrenline pumping.&lt;br /&gt;as in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know my size?&lt;br /&gt;a lil bit oversize, and his bike.. a lil small size.. and im seriously afraid that anything would go wrong..&lt;br /&gt;especially from oliver's incident.&lt;br /&gt;and when his mirror hit into one of the taxi mirror while cutting through the jam.&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. OMFG. WHAT NOW WHAT NOW. WILL I DIE?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when he his bike go low, i was like...&lt;br /&gt;oh no oh no oh no.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea yea..&lt;br /&gt;saved my bus fare today eh!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think bike is cool, which makes me want to learn too..&lt;br /&gt;but i think car is cool, which makes me want to learn too..&lt;br /&gt;and i think bus is cool, which makes me want to learn as well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess crane operater is cool, which makes me want to master as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2218706068729654278?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2218706068729654278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2218706068729654278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2218706068729654278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2218706068729654278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_08.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-6589192507184831179</id><published>2009-03-07T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:03:39.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>my engine failed me today.&lt;br /&gt;i skipped the alumni band pratice, i skipped my soccer training just to hope that i can study.&lt;br /&gt;but shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;i can't get my engine started today.&lt;br /&gt;and instead, i went to read up all my classmate's blog archive.&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy, you should start to get a blog!&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i be missing you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6589192507184831179?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6589192507184831179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=6589192507184831179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6589192507184831179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6589192507184831179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_4354.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-3694761641980240287</id><published>2009-03-07T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:12:46.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i've never found myself so serious studying for any exam before.&lt;br /&gt;not even O levels.&lt;br /&gt;i even wanted to take off on friday and saturday.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, i can't, coz there's not enough staff and i dont really play MIA games around.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont really want anyone to work full shift because of me and yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;especially sabrin, plus she's gonna give birth soon..&lt;br /&gt;i will be guilty for life is anything happens to her because of my MIA games.&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeaa.. work still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;probably this is what you call responsibilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't blame anyone either, i should had started my revision earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im just at unit3, which is like.. 3 out of 8 units is done and 5 more chapters  to go.&lt;br /&gt;adding to the burden, im left with monday.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that i have unlimited adrenline to keep me going for nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;dont be sad ya?&lt;br /&gt;your result not bad what..&lt;br /&gt;still can go in uni de.&lt;br /&gt;if not.. come to my uni.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11438203.post-3824318748800913024</id><published>2009-03-05T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:04:09.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>hey! copycat! not sure if you still remember it..&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i guess you are probably brushing your teeth right now at this moment..&lt;br /&gt;all the best tomorrow ah!&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for you to appear on TV tomorrow hor!&lt;br /&gt;and also waiting for your straight As as well! =D&lt;br /&gt;i know you cannot 加油 liao..&lt;br /&gt;so... tomorrow morning, every 1 hour starting from 6am ar.. i 加 more 油 for you then! xD&lt;br /&gt;like that sure get As one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, defu decided to make me jealous.&lt;br /&gt;he said this to me.&lt;br /&gt;"i dl L4D liao.. quite fun lei"&lt;br /&gt;and GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;now i realised everyone is in da club man!&lt;br /&gt;he suggested to get it with my during IT fair.&lt;br /&gt;let's see then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gerald kept bugging me for supper at bedok 85.&lt;br /&gt;nahh.. im studying.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your ferry me there and back home ar..&lt;br /&gt;not that i scare your car buang ar..&lt;br /&gt;but yeaa.. just wanna stay home do some revision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-3824318748800913024?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3824318748800913024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=3824318748800913024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3824318748800913024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/3824318748800913024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_05.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-7285147744689785735</id><published>2009-03-04T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:22:06.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>great!&lt;br /&gt;steam is working fine now.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;L4D Yes?&lt;br /&gt;L4D No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, who wanna come down to sim lim with me?&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;probably i'll get it after 10 of march.&lt;br /&gt;booo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;br /&gt;it takes forever to download my Lock on, Air Combat Simulation.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, i feel like buying em at sim lim.&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;gonna get a joystick as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-7285147744689785735?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7285147744689785735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=7285147744689785735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7285147744689785735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/7285147744689785735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_7143.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-2110835864106226020</id><published>2009-03-04T00:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:04:27.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>L4D L4D L4D L4D L4D&lt;br /&gt;L4D L4D L4D L4D L4D&lt;br /&gt;L4D L4D L4D L4D L4D&lt;br /&gt;L4D L4D L4D L4D L4D&lt;br /&gt;L4D L4D L4D L4D L4D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting ready to buy it already.&lt;br /&gt;though farhan's gonna torrent it and play..&lt;br /&gt;shall take it from him to have some test trials first..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'll stick to original, meeting random peeps from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then what?&lt;br /&gt;when i was about to play team fortress 2, Steam failed me.&lt;br /&gt;what Steam ticket expire, what server is too busy to handle my request.&lt;br /&gt;and not until they fix that for me, no L4D.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, i can't start my L4D as well, since both uses Steam account to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then probably, it's a 4 person per team..&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;its G4 time~ =D&lt;br /&gt;some might be wondering why no gary and shaoteng eh?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, gary got a fucked up computer that can only play football manager and it still lag on him at time.. and he can't play first person shooter game well..&lt;br /&gt;shaoteng be busy training for WCG at dota..&lt;br /&gt;so left the 4 of us..&lt;br /&gt;since we have gaming com~ =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;those in my class would had known this video, girly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo&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/zDKcevMFUCo&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;but now, gary showed me this video.. &lt;br /&gt;we've got a korean version of girly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&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/G7oGx2dImE8&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;and i showed this to the G4s, they found this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/joJsa_A5QqQ&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/joJsa_A5QqQ&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;they never fail to amaze me somewhat every night when we are all bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-2110835864106226020?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2110835864106226020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=2110835864106226020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2110835864106226020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/2110835864106226020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_04.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-9021240263470037942</id><published>2009-03-02T11:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:20:26.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>been, 2 years or so since i've went back to junyuan secondary..&lt;br /&gt;the other times that i went back was for soccer match with the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop asking the obvious eh.&lt;br /&gt;saw all de.. alumni.&lt;br /&gt;and the strength of the main band was.. i dont know what word to use to describe them would be appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;it's like during my sec 1 batch's strength.&lt;br /&gt;i think even less, we use to have 3 tuba during my sec 1 times.&lt;br /&gt;yes, go imagine how big our band used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs were okok~&lt;br /&gt;except for grease, seventies was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only been 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Zulhilmi, the former SCIENCE stream student eh?&lt;br /&gt;still can ask me if i still update my blog? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;and what else? he would stare and hit me when i say vulgar during sectionals, NOW, he is saying it himself. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;see, NS changes people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo..&lt;br /&gt;another pilot wannabe aka my senior, jia jun~&lt;br /&gt;just graduated as well, and what? he flown those trainee plane and he be applying for airforce pilot.&lt;br /&gt;how envy can?&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why i didn't really study hard for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya da ya da.&lt;br /&gt;boon hock and gerald never change..&lt;br /&gt;still harping on the 4 years ago incident, since both of them got each of their secret on their hand, while... my secret has updated, so.. they are holding on to my old news. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit.&lt;br /&gt;left my handphone at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;how great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-9021240263470037942?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/9021240263470037942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=9021240263470037942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9021240263470037942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9021240263470037942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-9056635249375957974</id><published>2009-02-27T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:47:18.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i tried my best to hold em.&lt;br /&gt;but they still roll on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lpk's video was indeed touching.&lt;br /&gt;plus the graduation song.&lt;br /&gt;those pictures seems like it just happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't hold it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it just teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the rest of the class are too busying rushing their frontpage eh?&lt;br /&gt;and they be calling me once in a while to help em.&lt;br /&gt;see!~&lt;br /&gt;wpb is useful eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subway at city vibe with jermey, since the other G2 are missing.&lt;br /&gt;talked about almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;since he said things are passing by so fast, and i decided to pull death into topic with him.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaa, jeremy and i had decided to go for a talk on monday at balestiar campus.&lt;br /&gt;choosing entrepurenur as a career.&lt;br /&gt;benefits? free membership for ITE alumni for 3 years and the talk cost $30 and its free.&lt;br /&gt;can go back to chua choa kang campus to use their facilities!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to see ya all somewhere in singapore~&lt;br /&gt;lpk, you de best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-9056635249375957974?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/9056635249375957974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=9056635249375957974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9056635249375957974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/9056635249375957974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_27.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5763101404943066309</id><published>2009-02-26T23:04:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:12:05.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>farewell lunch at west mall's pasta mania, with lpk and some fellow classmates.&lt;br /&gt;bitter sweet farewell.&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;hey, i didnt tear ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps are flooding me with questions about frontpage now.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like im some genius or what!&lt;br /&gt;and i still have "appointment" with some of em tomorrow to help them finish their last problem before handing it up.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Mr Lee KK ar.. my web publishing lecturer, who taught me everything that i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow would be the not-official last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;apparently debarment list is out and we can go AWOL right up to 10 of march.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really hope that debarment list won't be out till 9th of march.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why so many people detest to come to school.f&lt;br /&gt;or me, i dont.because ITE isnt that bad it seems to be at all.&lt;br /&gt;with all your peeps and lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;probably it's ones mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate graduation.&lt;br /&gt;like what chee yong said i think.&lt;br /&gt;when we start school, we can't wait for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;when we are about to end school, we'll hope taht it will never end.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i would agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i wont be getting in any poly, with my current grade.life.&lt;br /&gt;reality is going starting to dawn on us soon.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i belong to those kind of emotional person.&lt;br /&gt;because i always think about the past, about death and such.graduation, many would say that it's so good to leave ITE.&lt;br /&gt;but then, i beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;the lecturers in ITE, the peeps in ITE, they really had brought lots and lots of memories into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad that majority of the class wont be coming tomorrow i guess.&lt;br /&gt;defu included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it only me that is doing such thinking in my class?&lt;br /&gt;i see happiness in their face when they know that they are graduation soon.&lt;br /&gt;do they really hate ITE that much?&lt;br /&gt;i won't say JC and Poly isn't great at all.&lt;br /&gt;but just that i had not been in there before and i feel that ITE is great.&lt;br /&gt;JC student would say that JC their best time of their life.&lt;br /&gt;Poly student would say that Poly is their best time of their life.&lt;br /&gt;every student would say that their class is the best and etc.&lt;br /&gt;so do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still do remember, jeremy was the first person that i talked to..&lt;br /&gt;during the drawing session in the hall, and he was sitting beside me on the first day of the school.&lt;br /&gt;then defu joined in, after which, farhan joined us..&lt;br /&gt;soon gary and shao teng also joined us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oversea trip that we first went together, vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;morning call for desasu trip..&lt;br /&gt;morning sms to check out of we are able to meet at clementi together on time.&lt;br /&gt;sms one another asking where's the class at.&lt;br /&gt;deciding where to eat for lunch on tuesday and thursday.&lt;br /&gt;cursing and swearing at the same old lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really kinda let us know one another better.&lt;br /&gt;paper underwear.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;defu and farhan are late sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;jeremy loves to strip till his underwear before entering the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;they played with my hair and woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;defu crawling on the floor at the hotel, claiming that there is no camera when they are hidden behind those plant.&lt;br /&gt;those random stuff that we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i would be the veteran for the class's oversea trip right?&lt;br /&gt;vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;desaru.&lt;br /&gt;some went to vietnam and desaru and missed out cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;some went to cambodia and desaru and missed out vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;some went to vietnam and cambodia and missed out desaru.&lt;br /&gt;only i attended this 3 trip!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we do have conflicts when it comes to project.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's normal.&lt;br /&gt;because you realised that you ain't want to be in other people's group after you have finished your presentation.&lt;br /&gt;bond kept us running together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where will i go after this.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i would miss my peeps very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya!&lt;br /&gt;do organize meetups and such alright?&lt;br /&gt;because friends only comes once in your lifetime and once you lose it, you will lose it for life.&lt;br /&gt;cya SK, on 10 of march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably because of ITE, i will have more stories to tell my son and my grandson.&lt;br /&gt;how i come across the peeps in my class.&lt;br /&gt;who was the first person that i talked to.&lt;br /&gt;what is G4.&lt;br /&gt;stupid things that defu did.&lt;br /&gt;and lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my father seldom have the time to tell me about his past.&lt;br /&gt;so i do want to make it an effort to let my younger generation to know about my past before im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i teared typing this post.tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some overdue pictures that we took in vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;decided to post some of the pictures to let you guys know what is G4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check out defu's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forever random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFt5GUgsI/AAAAAAAABQg/V1rsj77zcO4/s1600-h/IMG_0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307146603114824386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFt5GUgsI/AAAAAAAABQg/V1rsj77zcO4/s320/IMG_0723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;G4 is us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFnayGWMI/AAAAAAAABQY/YWGRSXUdc08/s1600-h/DSCN2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307146491897731266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFnayGWMI/AAAAAAAABQY/YWGRSXUdc08/s320/DSCN2526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; G4 loves money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFe7_Ek_I/AAAAAAAABQQ/3cIlB7wlGPM/s1600-h/IMG_0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307146346191688690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFe7_Ek_I/AAAAAAAABQQ/3cIlB7wlGPM/s320/IMG_0851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeaaa.. check out jeremy's happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFX8aO3iI/AAAAAAAABQI/26oRS38fZ5I/s1600-h/IMG_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307146226046524962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFX8aO3iI/AAAAAAAABQI/26oRS38fZ5I/s320/IMG_0852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SK peeps that went for vietnam trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFQ55LuMI/AAAAAAAABQA/E-PAId8pMZc/s1600-h/IMG_0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307146105111951554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFQ55LuMI/AAAAAAAABQA/E-PAId8pMZc/s320/IMG_0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us with chin, our vietnam tour guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFIu15BhI/AAAAAAAABP4/ROxfiLUHSjc/s1600-h/IMG_0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307145964706399762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFIu15BhI/AAAAAAAABP4/ROxfiLUHSjc/s320/IMG_0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we conquer this tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabE_qlSq8I/AAAAAAAABPw/dgdJ3palmB0/s1600-h/DSC03367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307145808944212930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabE_qlSq8I/AAAAAAAABPw/dgdJ3palmB0/s320/DSC03367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i know it's rude, but we like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabE48hUamI/AAAAAAAABPo/O5IYIeGOjaw/s1600-h/DSC03394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307145693500303970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabE48hUamI/AAAAAAAABPo/O5IYIeGOjaw/s320/DSC03394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes, us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabEqJ54N4I/AAAAAAAABPg/n0AP8qmsSLk/s1600-h/IMG_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307145439394936706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabEqJ54N4I/AAAAAAAABPg/n0AP8qmsSLk/s320/IMG_0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; back in singapore.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabEZsohstI/AAAAAAAABPY/KVbDya8y-bE/s1600-h/P1100314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307145156659622610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabEZsohstI/AAAAAAAABPY/KVbDya8y-bE/s320/P1100314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss ya all~ G4&lt;br /&gt;G4 万岁！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5763101404943066309?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5763101404943066309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5763101404943066309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5763101404943066309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5763101404943066309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_26.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SabFt5GUgsI/AAAAAAAABQg/V1rsj77zcO4/s72-c/IMG_0723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-149069859254649507</id><published>2009-02-25T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:50:49.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaVZFOZtFDI/AAAAAAAABPI/WcbcFUErVsA/s1600-h/25022009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306745682226123826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaVZFOZtFDI/AAAAAAAABPI/WcbcFUErVsA/s320/25022009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;many says 雨过天晴 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is it really the case?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lpk tried her best and 98 was the max.&lt;br /&gt;but deep in my heart, i know im 100~&lt;br /&gt;coz of one $ sign la!&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least im better then chee yong and jeremy..&lt;br /&gt;10 marks gone because of colon, :&lt;br /&gt;yeaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was always waiting for the right moment of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's defu once again.&lt;br /&gt;check out his nick this time around.&lt;br /&gt;he's our class's most random person then followed by me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaVZAK7cOuI/AAAAAAAABPA/4XkBPi-Wc8Y/s1600-h/defuonceagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306745595394538210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaVZAK7cOuI/AAAAAAAABPA/4XkBPi-Wc8Y/s320/defuonceagain.jpg" 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/11438203-149069859254649507?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/149069859254649507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=149069859254649507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>lpk says that my microsoft excel paper worth 100 marks.&lt;br /&gt;but for now, it's 90.&lt;br /&gt;she say she gonna appeal for me.&lt;br /&gt;so, wish her luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jeremy overheard it and he gotten jealous, so he camped and waited for his turn, and his paper also worth 100 marks but 90 at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, this would be the last week of going to school already.&lt;br /&gt;since debarment list is out already, why still go to school.&lt;br /&gt;graduation day huh?&lt;br /&gt;yet another emo event for me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 for excel~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-1538800071070738560?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.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-11438203.post-5287804815019301446</id><published>2009-02-23T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:38:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>watched valkyrie already!&lt;br /&gt;with gary and G4&lt;br /&gt;woooooooo&lt;br /&gt;should say that it's a great show.&lt;br /&gt;and it's really very very very close to the real incident.&lt;br /&gt;would rate it my 2nd favourite show after BoB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story is based on 20 july plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_20_Plot"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_20_Plot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i say that those people indeed has the balls to plot a assassination for hitler.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, the effort that they put in to assassinate hitler really need balls of steels.&lt;br /&gt;go watch it and ya all will know~&lt;br /&gt;let's not take freedom and peace for granted shall we?&lt;br /&gt;those that died and sacrificed for peace and freedom, shall be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably some were expecting me to tear right? right right right?&lt;br /&gt;well, i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;almost.. but never~&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5287804815019301446?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5287804815019301446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5287804815019301446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5287804815019301446'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaFs15LuZ6I/AAAAAAAABOw/3sNU0H_tK4U/s1600-h/defu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305641509158021026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaFs15LuZ6I/AAAAAAAABOw/3sNU0H_tK4U/s320/defu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i refuse to update much of my life&lt;br /&gt;it's the same old feeling, for years.&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6632509002978488040?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6632509002978488040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=6632509002978488040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6632509002978488040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/6632509002978488040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_22.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Qp5afsptes/SaFs15LuZ6I/AAAAAAAABOw/3sNU0H_tK4U/s72-c/defu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5298410164329579112</id><published>2009-02-20T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:09:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>right.&lt;br /&gt;shall blog a lil.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4.30 this morning, went to market to have breakfast then cabbed down to school.&lt;br /&gt;went to some chinese restaurant for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the kelong, for  seafood lunch and water sports.&lt;br /&gt;fruit farm was next and dinner at fruit farm.&lt;br /&gt;firefiles was up next.&lt;br /&gt;more details will be posted ar..&lt;br /&gt;damn tired now~&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleep~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5298410164329579112?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5298410164329579112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5298410164329579112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5298410164329579112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5298410164329579112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_20.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-5974003535216203132</id><published>2009-02-19T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:50:02.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>for your info, i've been eyeing on one shop at bedok interchange to buy some items from there.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm lazy to go..&lt;br /&gt;now i've found one khaki to come along with me.&lt;br /&gt;mr chee yong~&lt;br /&gt;and probably oliver.&lt;br /&gt;soo..&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;shall let you guys see what we be buying~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, desaru trip tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;blahhh~&lt;br /&gt;water skiing, banana boat, fruit farm once again, FIREFLIES~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-5974003535216203132?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5974003535216203132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=5974003535216203132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5974003535216203132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11438203/posts/default/5974003535216203132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_19.html' title='=]'/><author><name>ßôôņ ĶĭąŤ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11438203.post-8234106549623182220</id><published>2009-02-18T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:21:08.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>right.&lt;br /&gt;[TeamBoon]'s PR presentation today was a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;was a sad thing that the rest of the class was busy minding their own business.&lt;br /&gt;defu was like enjoying himself during the presentation la..&lt;br /&gt;there's this three logo, and he kept saying this and this and this and this and kept pointing at the 3 logo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, it's suppose to be a formal presentation, but heck, just do it our style.&lt;br /&gt;coz we think style~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the sad thing is that we delay 2 day.. and dorathy tay is considering to deduct our mark..&lt;br /&gt;well, at least she is very very very happy with our special event.&lt;br /&gt;coz we brought samples of our goodies bag, invitation card and magazines to show.&lt;br /&gt;clever isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;well, all thanks to Mr hermen's guidence for the shell live wire competition.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, we won't have even come out with those things~&lt;br /&gt;and all those event ground floor plan and exhibition floor plan impressed her alot! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lpk claimed that i got an EAGLES award.&lt;br /&gt;and.. uhhh... im stunned.&lt;br /&gt;plus i got some good progress award..&lt;br /&gt;award kept coming in~ wooo~&lt;br /&gt;but my result still suck.. so.. yeaa.. count myself lucky if i managed to get into any poly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right, cambodia and vietnam's pictures right?&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;im gonna post em soon.. i promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another oversea trip on this friday~ desaru~&lt;br /&gt;initially only me and jeremy is going, then i managed to get defu to go like.. yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to pull farhan along as well few minutes ago!&lt;br /&gt;defu heard it and...&lt;br /&gt;he said..&lt;br /&gt;"G4 IS ALIVE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably you all are wondering what's G4 eh?&lt;br /&gt;it's a nickname for the 4 of us during the vietnam trip, coz we can't be seperated and we always stick together at all time during the trip~&lt;br /&gt;hence, Gay 4 aka 四胞胎.&lt;br /&gt;cool right? hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all eh~&lt;br /&gt;still gonna edit a couple of things in the report~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna graduate soon..&lt;br /&gt;in a couple of weeks, how fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somehow, i had a dream this morning.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i was working with you.&lt;br /&gt;and i still dare not to speak to you, even in dream.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11438203.post-8152652390128473327</id><published>2009-02-17T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:14:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>i felt happy amd glad for the people in cambodia after reading this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20090217/tap-oukwd-uk-cambodia-rouge-428a471.html"&gt;http://sg.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20090217/tap-oukwd-uk-cambodia-rouge-428a471.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt as though a piece of rock has lift off my chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-8152652390128473327?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.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-11438203.post-6047584911308771039</id><published>2009-02-16T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:43:19.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>should'nt had went to the cambodia trip.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;coz im busying cleaning SHIT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING UNDERSTAND?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11438203-6047584911308771039?l=tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tink-out-of-ur-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6047584911308771039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11438203&amp;postID=6047584911308771039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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