<?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-20432137</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:31:59.670+08:00</updated><category term='smelly feet'/><category term='gician. disney. popular. roadshows. part-timers.'/><category term='rain'/><category term='bicycle kick'/><category term='milo'/><category term='rainwater'/><category term='lovin you'/><category term='R.I.P'/><category term='reminiscence'/><category term='wet shoes'/><category term='superman'/><title type='text'>up there!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4482489939651702096</id><published>2009-07-22T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:49:09.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer holidays</title><content type='html'>I realise that we're such busy people that it makes stepping back and taking a break feel so wonderful. It really feels like you're on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I have been feeling for the past six weeks. Personally, I term it as my own version of a summer holiday. Extended weekends and random weekdays off, it has really given me the opportunity to catch up on many things I've not been able to do with my normal army lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say I've not had my breaks last year of course. There were some, although they happened few and far between, but that certainly made most of them pretty sensational and thrilling altogether. This time, it is much lengthier, hence allowing for a much comfortably paced pleasurable experience. It is like taking a roller coaster in contrast with building sandcastles on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me on the way home that I long so much for such breaks. No matter the length. It could be half an hour, it could be half a month - but it never fails to leave me with a desire to take a step back from life and it's routine craziness and do something that falls within the category leisure - taking photographs, going for a relaxing swim, or even just reading a book. All of life's simplicities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty much like a racing game, and we've been players in it. It has been us driving, not knowing where the next turn is, and simply just reacting as the corners come. It's fun and laughter flies everywhere, but when the game finally ends, we find ourselves wanting to give it one more go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, time never turns its back on no one and all the best I can do is to look forward with longing, the same longing that I talked about earlier, the one I've been having all my life. A longing for a break, a step back from a hectic nature of routine, and a moment when everything stands still and it is just you and everything that comes along with you, and all else freezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- The Man Who Can't Be Moved. The Script.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4482489939651702096?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4482489939651702096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4482489939651702096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4482489939651702096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4482489939651702096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-holidays.html' title='summer holidays'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-922558120476141347</id><published>2009-06-28T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:23:23.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On this Sunday night.</title><content type='html'>On this sunday night;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just come back from a hearty stuffing session. Had katong laksa, smelly toufu, oyster mee sua, dumplings and durians! Even though I admittedly do harbour hopes of migrating somewhere less fast-paced, more scenic and hopefully with four seasons when I grow older and with fingers crossed - wealthier, I do appreciate the fact that it is absolutely brilliant that we live in a food haven. There's just so much great food you can never have enough space in your stomach for and that is one of the best things ever that comes about from living in this tiny red dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my days at JCC, in the middle of the god-forsaken Brunei-an jungle. Late at night, talking to my buddy Edwin about the food we want to savour upon reaching back home. It was a dream really, and the agony of knowing dreams don't just come true with a click of your fingers made it hurt. So much so that I can still remember how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that time really flies by fast. One year ago, I was still lying on my bunk bed, one week having gone by in OCS, wondering what I had gotten myself into. And one year on, I relish that the journey has come and gone, and we've all moved onto various places in life. This, having learnt the life-long lessons that have come our way, and now we no longer have to starve in a cold starless night in a god-forsaken Brunei-an jungle to understand the fortunate situation we find ourselves in everytime we have food on our tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tell all you guys - I love my new camera! I've long been wanting a DSLR camera to play with because taking pictures with a normal handycam just doesn't have that whole feel and finish to it. So far, I've managed to go on two photography trips, and they both have turned out reasonably well, with me discovering so much technicalities to work with while using this camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few that I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img38.imageshack.us/i/img0892j.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/5317/img0892j.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img190.imageshack.us/i/img0911b.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/6999/img0911b.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img72.imageshack.us/i/img1113r.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/3641/img1113r.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img197.imageshack.us/i/img1227l.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/9062/img1227l.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img37.imageshack.us/i/img1597g.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img37.imageshack.us/img37/6517/img1597g.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img20.imageshack.us/i/img1580n.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/9085/img1580n.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember six months back, the New Year was approaching, and I was pretty nervous about something. Six months on, I'm so glad things have turned out the way they have, otherwise life just would not be as wonderful and fulfilling would it? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img43.imageshack.us/i/img7356a.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img43.imageshack.us/img43/4836/img7356a.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally reached the end of a surprisingly long entry. And on this Sunday night, I need to step back to reality and get ready to sleep and get up early for work tomorrow. Looks like blue's gonna be my favourite colour again on a Monday. But till then, peace out people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-922558120476141347?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/922558120476141347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=922558120476141347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/922558120476141347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/922558120476141347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-this-sunday-night.html' title='On this Sunday night.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-284275344655055133</id><published>2009-06-14T04:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:37:11.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updatess.</title><content type='html'>and it has been a while hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been snugged away on an island called Pulau Tekong these days, a place which i swore i would never return to when i passed out from BMT. How short-sighted I was then. Anycase, life has been alright, certainly much busier than i would have expected, and the famous saying by a world famous half-man-half-spider certainly rings pretty true: "with great power comes great responsibility". Not to say I have great powers of course, but certainly I do feel the burden on my shoulders much more these days, so much so that sometimes i do feel kind of burnt out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that's just the sun at Tekong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Jenson Button has somehow driven flawlessly in the first seven races of the season, and claimed six victories amongst them. The only exception being a third place finish in rain soaked Shanghai. For me as an F1 fan, having a little knowledge of Formula One history having enjoyed reads on the subject matter, it is an amazing achievement, and even exceptionally "talented" drivers (i.e. Lewis Hamilton) make so many mistakes during the course of the season it makes me wonder how worthy they actually were of their championship ring last time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the record has been set straight. Jenson Button is driving like Michael Schumacher at his prime, or as we might find out, could be even better. Matching and even beating the feats of legends like Jim Clark and Jackie Stewart certainly does, in my opinion, rank him high up in the order of the best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has moved in a flurry, and there really hasn't been much time for a breather. But I think I like it like this. This way you know, you're always in a position to live life to it's absolute fullest. And like always, I'm looking to a brand new day. It's 4.36am in the morning now, time for this restless soul to go catch some naptime. Till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-284275344655055133?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/284275344655055133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=284275344655055133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/284275344655055133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/284275344655055133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/06/updatess.html' title='updatess.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-1308692907380701547</id><published>2009-05-03T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:31:15.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain go away..</title><content type='html'>the rain's pounding on outside and lightning's streaking across the sky, lighting up the land as far as i can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this better not happen outfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's changed. suddenly, we don't have to march in step, we don't have to set the alarm clock to 5.15am and we don't have to keep asking permission for simple things like going to e-mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to improve more on my public speaking skills. stammering over words in front of your men aren't the ideal way to look commanding, and i need to refine that whole smooth thinking process and putting thoughts into words thing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swine flu's griping the whole world, and suddenly temperature taking is the in-thing again. maybe a 2 week holiday again? better not quarantine me on the island of pulau tekong is all i wish for. of course, let's just cross our fingers and hope it flies around our little red dot and not into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All brawn and no brains? Certainly not for Ross Brawn and his new F1 team as they conquer dizzying heights rarely even seen before by the traditional powerhouses. (Or powerhorses?) Apparently Jenson's enhanced his off-track lifestyle too and I'm sure this might have been part of the reason why he's had a lucky star watch over him in the first few races. A lucky Japanese star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Massa and Kimi's not exactly in the pink of racing health, let's hope my favourite underdog Vettel can spoil the Virgin party and charge to the top with his bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped a little today and bought rather nice stuff! okay that sounds like a little girl but seriously retail theraphy works wonders for everyone. esp your truly who has been stuck on a smelly island for 3 weeks. almost rotted and decomposed in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain's still falling, and the old man's snoring. (that's my dad) For me, I need to get to bed and bump my head on the pillow if i still wanna get up in the morning. ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-1308692907380701547?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1308692907380701547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=1308692907380701547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1308692907380701547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1308692907380701547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='rain rain go away..'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3798431669474168487</id><published>2009-04-11T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:56:11.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.03.09. 72/08 Officer Cadet Course Commissioning Parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade actually started two hours earlier for us participants. For some, it was when they started putting on the no. 1 uniform, for others it was when they took the rifle out of their rifle cabinets. But for me, it was when we lined up in our contingent level - that was when the butterflies appeared and that is when you know: the moment has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our 9 months in OCS, we've had many missions. From Ex. Scorpion King to JCC, we've conquered many knolls and won many battles. But there was one left, and this required never-ending rehearsals, and perfect execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the 72/08 Commissioning Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having had so many rehearsals over the entire course of Joint term, we still needed to have rehearsals before the actual parade. Thankfully this was a short one to freshen our minds on the sequence, and our arms need no be tired out too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time passed quick and after a toilet visit and an eagle's roar to build us up to the big moment, we formed up, ready to march onto the parade square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... if only it was that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart only served to pump harder and harder with every step, inching us closer to the parade square. It probably tripled at the very instance the grandstand appeared in our eyes. Before we knew it, we were formed up at our starting positions, ready to move off anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown began, literally so too, and SSM was there to help us in that. HE read out the time left every once in a while, so our anxiety was constantly kept at its peak, as we saw the minutes disappear into thin air. Stomach churning, sweat dripping, arms shaking... 1740... 1741... 1741 and 30 secs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boom boom boom... check... boom boom boom... check..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being tall has its pros and cons, and one of the cons is having to be the marker of the contingent, the point man, the one people take reference from, and the one who keeps getting scolded during parade rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But worse of all, you were the first to march onto the parade square, and all eyes are on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's very pressuring. And indeed, it showed. Simply put, everything that you were trying to focus on just could not happen, as your legs trembled and your arms shook and your rifle felt like a million tons. All I could do was to try to keep my composure, and listen out for the drumbeat. Only when we finally touched down did I heave a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The procession continued, and the movements that had been ingrained over the past two weeks in the back of our minds were swift and deftly executed. I remember looking up into the stands, seeing my family, my friends all beaming at me. It really gave you a sense of fulfillment like no other, and you could feel the 9 months of training and all that sweat and pain reverberating in your heart, because it reminded you of the reason why you did this in the first place - that this was for them, the people you love, and they now became the people you protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floodlights shone ever brighter as the sun continued its descend into the evening sky, and the proceedings entered it final phases. Son the time dawned upon us to begin the slow march out, and the tune of "auld lang syne" echoed in our ears. Indeed, it marked a farewell, a farewell to this journey in which we have always longed for its destination, and a farewel to our story of 9 months of sweat and pain. However, unlike other farewells, this was one coated with a sense of happiness and jubilation, a farewell that simply marked the beginning of another journey, one that was more significant and had a greater purpose to fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epaulettes were fixed and photos were taken, capturing a memory for life. As the announcement was made and we placd our peak caps over our hearts, I knew the moment had arrived. The words of WSM rang in my mind and as we tossed the cap into the air, I knew our lives had changed forever, and just like the peak caps, we had transformed "from maggots into butterflies", soaring into the blue night sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img242.imageshack.us/my.php?image=niceeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/1637/niceeeee.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://img24.imageshack.us/my.php?image=platoon2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/6820/platoon2.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3798431669474168487?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3798431669474168487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3798431669474168487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3798431669474168487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3798431669474168487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/04/21.html' title=''/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2468280403085108032</id><published>2009-02-22T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:59:47.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/570/f60atbahrain.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the F60 during testing this past week at Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I can't wait for the F1 season to start! Currently, it's just about one month away. The roar of the engines, the dynamic regulation changes, the return of slicks and certainly the return of 9 months of intense competition after the most closely fought world championship ever in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also cannot wait for another thing too - and coincidentally - it's just about one month away too. It's gonna be an exciting month ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile ciao peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2468280403085108032?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2468280403085108032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2468280403085108032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2468280403085108032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2468280403085108032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/02/thats-f60-during-testing-this-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4997971734018891952</id><published>2009-02-08T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:30:41.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and times flies.</title><content type='html'>And we're now 32 weeks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing isn't it? and did i mention it was 2009 already? Oh man, I've really deserted this blog. Hence, I believe I owe this place a proper entry. let's do a small recap first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was an incredible year. Looking back, what an eventful year it has been, so much has happened and my life has changed in so many ways - both for the better and maybe a little worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think, I thought 2007 was eventful enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, of course I changed occupation from a student to a soldier, and although it certainly is a dread many times over, I must admit it has been quite an experience - and it is through these that I discover so much more about myself: of my abilities, strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I've fallen out of love, and fallen in love again, at the same time my entire (ok maybe some parts) perspective on relationships have evolved as well. To have your heart shattered really gave me the opportunity to discover where I drew my strength from, and you find that the may friends that stand by you and take you through tough times are really amazing, and I count myself blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I've found out that friends and family mean so much more than I previously thought - they mean more than the whole world. This has partially been borne out of the army experience of course, and thus I've taken so much effort to balance my time between both groups, to spend as much time as possible with the people that I care for, so as not to take for granted the fortunate circumstances I find myself currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in 2008, I believe I've grown so much more as a person, and become the person that I truly want myself to be - the one that brings joy to everyone around him and lives life to the absolute fullest every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, with the dawn of the new year, life has had a major turnaround again - this time a 180-degree change for the better! Like I said, I've been really fortunate and I really thank God for all that I have, it's pretty amazing when you come to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 weeks have passed, and 6 weeks are left for all of us in this rite of passage towards attaining officership. It's been a journey that's fun, enriching, exciting, often gruesome and torturous - sometimes even to the point of starvation. Throughout, what always seemed like an eternity has finally bade it's time, and we now step up towards graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4997971734018891952?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4997971734018891952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4997971734018891952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4997971734018891952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4997971734018891952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-times-flies.html' title='and times flies.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-652909358826082185</id><published>2009-01-03T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:20:48.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And god bless the broken road...</title><content type='html'>I set out on a narrow way, many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I would find true love, along the broken road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God bless the broken road, that led me straight to you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-652909358826082185?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/652909358826082185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=652909358826082185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/652909358826082185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/652909358826082185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-god-bless-broken-road.html' title='And god bless the broken road...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5553308856320904478</id><published>2008-12-04T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:15:36.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the element of hunger</title><content type='html'>Food, as I have learnt, really really gives you energy. Without it, your stomach is unable to chew on anything, without which it starts eating your insides and zapping your brain cells, after which you start to lose your ability to manoeuvre and sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe not the zapping your brain cells part, but still, food really does give you energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which I had to learn the hard way. But the whole point is not about the hunger anymore, it is about fulfilling the cravings I had during that crazy hunger period! Let's see what I can remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC 2 piece chicken meal with cheese fries&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's Fillet-o-fish burger and that MEGA Big Mac!&lt;br /&gt;That lovely steak I ate at Uno Beefhouse before I flew&lt;br /&gt;Botak Jones&lt;br /&gt;Char Siew Shao Rou Fan&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Lemak and prata at Alif&lt;br /&gt;That chicken chop at the coffeeshop near my house&lt;br /&gt;Chili Crab&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Cha&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far i've fulfilled 3 items on the list only! wah this is horrible. ok for lunch i'm gonna strike one more off. so ciao pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5553308856320904478?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5553308856320904478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5553308856320904478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5553308856320904478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5553308856320904478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/12/element-of-hunger.html' title='the element of hunger'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-1917276763096828524</id><published>2008-12-03T05:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:36:02.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunei, and it's over...</title><content type='html'>"For one to surive, one must die.&lt;br /&gt;The survivor's own preservation takes&lt;br /&gt;precedence over humanitarian principles" - The Survival Creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 days, and now it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I still cannot comprehend fully the sheer magnitude of the experience - one that pushes you not only beyond your comfort zone, but into a phase where basic human elements are found and utilised. It is amazing where a human being draws his inner strength from, energy to endure even the most traumatizing of physical elements confronting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days, 1.5 days of food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless walking, climbing, navigating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungle Confidence Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have survived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-1917276763096828524?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1917276763096828524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=1917276763096828524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1917276763096828524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1917276763096828524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/12/brunei-and-its-over.html' title='Brunei, and it&apos;s over...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4659433961523458934</id><published>2008-11-12T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:11:41.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of holidays, holidaying, and wanting to go on holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm standing here outside your door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the dawn is breaking it's early morn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The taxi's waiting he's blowing his horn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't know when I'll be back again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh babe, I hate to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Leaving on a Jet Plane, John Denver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure most of you have. be it that nice little one week break to Japan, that dream vacation to Europe, that backpacking trip to New Zealand or just that short but fun time in Genting Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I've been rather privileged and have travelled to a few places here and there. Although that paradise of a place called Europe is still missing on my "places I have visited", still I remember those lovely times in Japan and Australia that were simply amazing. Increasingly, I've also gone on trips with my friends, and they've all been absolutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so that I totally crave for a holiday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been what, four months since my last overseas trip? Oh, that's not very long ago. Haha! But still, it feels terribly long! So if anybody is interested in one at the end of year please let me know and maybe the SAF shall provide some brilliant schedule with lots of holidays and I can fly out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of the SAF, they've technically granted me my wish because I am flying off to Brunei tonight! Haha, the prospects are actually much less exciting than I am making them sound right now and I pray with all my might that I will come back alive and well and hopefully not shed more than 5kg and become a stick insect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I will reach the airport at 2359hrs, say goodbye to my parents and hello to a land unknown to most if not all of us. In 21 days, I'll see Singapore again. And maybe, just maybe, I will take home with me a memorable experience. Till then, I love you guys, and may we see each other soon. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4659433961523458934?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4659433961523458934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4659433961523458934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4659433961523458934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4659433961523458934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-holidays-holidaying-and-wanting-to.html' title='of holidays, holidaying, and wanting to go on holidays.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4051782655252318522</id><published>2008-11-08T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:58:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and time flies</title><content type='html'>It's so interesting how time flies. it seems so slow, almost like you're in a trance, as you go through things (esp. mundane stuff!) that bring themselves about in everyday life. However, at the end of things, as you explore the past, it almost seems like a breeze flew by and you landed yourself in a different time zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I call time the game of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often it is toying with us, rushing us, making us so afraid of it moving its hands. Other times, we yearn for the minutes to pass yet they seem to take an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, sometimes i urge time to fly, sometimes i just wish I could stall it and make it stationary. Nevertheless, after it all, the best thing you should do, is to forget it is present and let time take care of itself. Because, as with everything, time will always tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4051782655252318522?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4051782655252318522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4051782655252318522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4051782655252318522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4051782655252318522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-time-flies.html' title='and time flies'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7918680859532035926</id><published>2008-11-03T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:58:03.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True champions don't always finish first.</title><content type='html'>True champions don't always finish first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I witnessed what was probably the most exciting, nail-biting, exhilarating and emotional roller coaster 30 seconds of Formula One racing history ever. It was suspense, shock, surprise, happiness, sadness and so much more rolled into one - one moment that defined the 2008 F1 season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going into the race, Lewis Hamilton had a 7 point lead upon his closest adversary Felipe Massa, and needed to secure 5th position at the minimal to ensure the championship. Meanwhile, Massa needed to win to give himself the best hope of doing what seemed to be almost impossible - snatch the championship from Hamilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds thundered overhead as the race started 10 minutes late, and spray landed all over the track and onto the drivers' visors. Felipe Massa in true classic fashion, exploited the limits of speed as he sped away from the start and widened his distance from the rest of the field with every metre covered. Meanwhile, Hamilton was satisfied to linger constantly in 4th and 5th position, playing a safe strategy to ensure his security of the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things remained constant throughout the race as the track slowly dried up and the incident all fans at Sao Paulo were waiting for never occured, until ten laps from the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain again. First it was small drops, and teams were content with staying on their dry tyres. Subsequently teams decided grip levels were too low and brought their cars in for intermediates - all except Toyota, who took a gamble and wanted to push the limits of tyre grip to the chequered flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all the drivers (with the exception of the Toyotas) came out of the pits with their intermediates fitted on, Lewis Hamilton laid in p5 with Vettel within touching distance behind him. On they raced for a few laps, but Hamilton's defence was too much for Vettel to crack - until 2 laps from the end. In the midst of Kubica trying to unlap himself, Hamilton failed to get up to speed out of a corner and Vettel seized the inside line, easily taking the position from Hamilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He now had 2 laps to undo the overtaking move or his world championship was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he did not. Rather, he caught up with Timo Glock's Toyota at the last corner of the last lap, which was sliding around in his slicks, and stole p5 right at the death before crossing the finish line. It was heartbreak for Massa, who had thought he won the championship. Even the Ferrari garage had erupted in celebration - only for it to be cut short half a minute later as Hamilton crossed the line in p5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge roar that was Sao Paulo's suddenly entered into a chilly silence and tears flowed everywhere - from the Ferari garage to the fans to even the drivers themselves - Massa heartbroken and Hamilton in utter shock and disbelief. These were two men who dedicated their lives to racing, and did so with the passion of a lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, racing, like all sports, is a cruel game sometimes and the path from hero to zero is all in the blink of an eye. Hamilton, plucky you may call him, but certainly the talented racer that the whole world has come to recognize. Massa, the hardworker, the raw speedster was the one on the losing side last night, but then, champions are never always the one who finish first, and Massa is a champion in his very own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Lewis, congratulations McLaren. It's been a year of hard racing and they've emerged triumphant. I cannot wait for 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7918680859532035926?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7918680859532035926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7918680859532035926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7918680859532035926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7918680859532035926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-champions-dont-always-finish-first.html' title='True champions don&apos;t always finish first.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6348235219735421136</id><published>2008-10-27T04:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T05:01:19.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not ready to go...</title><content type='html'>one cool thing about OCS is that you keep a journal, sort of like a diary young ones like to keep to dot their daily happenings, it is the same for us cadets as we go through our 38 week journey in officer cadet school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i'm just bored during lectures and i take out my journal to pin down whatever's on my mind. it could be anything - i've written from daily happenings to my bookout highlights to news affecting the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i was wondering why am i just keeping all those words in that journal to myself and then i thought, why not place some up here? haha. it would be quite fun. so here are some excerpts; enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 June 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to Officer Cadet School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this day has actually arrived, where I actually become an Officer Cadet. To be honest, the shock of posting results on Friday still somewhat lingers, and that state of half-happy / half-sad seems to be stuck still."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 July 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nicholas booked out today for SAJC's College Day (Awards ceremony and stuff) and I was pretty sad I wasn't able to be there because well, my grades aren't as good and there's no awards for me! Haha. Well, kept thinking about all my friends there and it kind of made me miss the good ol' life, where things were really easy. Well I guess we've all moved on to another place in life, certainly a more challenging one, and hopefully it will furnish me with wonderful memories like the past one did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 June 2008: (First bookout after my three week confinement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what day is today - it's BOOKOUT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I felt so happy for the past 3 weeks, and I know as I smile while writing this journal entry at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on the past 3 weeks, life has certainly transformed. A lot of time you question - what makes this worth? Then, the little things like the people around you (cheering you on), the stories you hear at the army museum, these tell you it's worth the experience and worth fighting for. I'm glad my platoon has manged to function rather efficiently and I am sure for one thing we're the standard bearers for our wing. With teamwork and practice, I'm sure we can raise it ever higher for the weeks to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I'm just gonna enjoy these 48 hours. Smiles all over the world tonight. =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's enough snippets for tonight, haha maybe more sharing next time. Anyway that was basically a little of my first three weeks of OCS, and as i type this, 18 weeks have flown by. As Monday dawns, it is the start of the 19th week, which also concides as the halfway point of our journey as an officer cadet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bookout's now so precious it's worth its weight in gold. And there's so much in my head i need to insert a piece of filter paper in between my left and right brain. may it all turn out well. love the world and i love you all. ciao pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6348235219735421136?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6348235219735421136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6348235219735421136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6348235219735421136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6348235219735421136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-not-ready-to-go.html' title='i&apos;m not ready to go...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3848277329153196007</id><published>2008-10-19T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:26:11.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekly posts</title><content type='html'>as i watch man u beating west brom 3-0, i suddenly decided to come here and type an entry. there's probably no link wadsoever, but i did feel urged to come here leh. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the turn of events unfold, lewis is showing the world once again why last year's inexperience will only serve to ensure he does not repeat the same mistakes again, and to drive in the only way he knows best - faster than the rest of the field (and must i add by .3 or .4 seconds most of the time!) indeed im not a mclaren fan, and certainly not a hamilton fan, yet you've got to be impressed with his driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi's back to the kimi we all know, finally i've got to say. it's been stuttering form for kimi all throughout the european tour and even to singapore, but the SPA master seemingly got awoken at SPA and seeing him drive eau rouge you've gotta admit he's one of the best ever. that deftdefying skill is certainly unmatched by the entire field as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;massa. well, that's another story for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of f1 yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bookouts are getting shorter, and shorter, and still even shorter. it's amazing how they do it, and its amazing how we live through it. so meanwhile, im gonna cherish every second every minute im alive out in the world and make sure none of them goes to waste. ciao pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3848277329153196007?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3848277329153196007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3848277329153196007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3848277329153196007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3848277329153196007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekly-posts.html' title='weekly posts'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2446639823869571575</id><published>2008-10-11T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:29:05.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh... a reflective entry.</title><content type='html'>have you ever looked into the future seemingly bright and secure yet uncertain? have you ever experienced the present in a manner you grasp so tightly, wanting to live for the moment yet cherishing every small occasion that passes by? have you ever thought about the past, wanting not to change anything but yet having that tinging sadness of a long lost event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have you ever felt like you want to do something, but hesitate for the right moment, not knowing when the right moment will come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life it seems is going to come to a standstill for me very soon, as I forage into the jungles of Brunei and with all fingers crossed hope that I come out alive and well after 3 weeks of certainly very, very tough training. Meanwhile, it feels sad knowing that you're leaving behind so much yet to be completed, yet to be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, like i've said, i'm gonna grasp the present very tightly, and cherish every small occasion that passes by. I guess 16 weeks of OCS thus far has done me the realisation of how important the small things in life are. Till then, ciao peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2446639823869571575?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2446639823869571575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2446639823869571575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2446639823869571575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2446639823869571575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahh-reflective-entry.html' title='ahh... a reflective entry.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7125886067009931550</id><published>2008-10-05T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:03:39.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need for Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/4266/f1friday006yy8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's in tribute to the best team on the F1 grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna spam pictures. Haha my brain's not exactly working too well at 2am for me to type with proper vocabulary and think of sentences that actually make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/4382/f1friday025rr0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful man. Especially at night, from the heli-shots, it was just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first car rolls out of the pitlane during Friday's practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/5646/f1friday048bd9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, presenting the prancing horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/3656/f1friday173ld3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/3169/f1friday370uu5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/2861/f1friday374uw1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/9665/f1saturday002rp7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never leave home without this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/9430/f1saturday014sp8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/5338/f1saturday036qz3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.? Well, just a seat with my class's number on it. I call it the class seat. Haha ok no link at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/5602/f1saturday041xp4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and yanhui came along on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/6288/f1saturday064sd6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's probably the most beautiful car on the circuit. i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/5831/f1saturday097ko5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and guess who watched qualifying too? warren and glenn. haha. sadly they missed e race. and glenn sadly just missed out on winning a bet on alonso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/5361/dsc00978hz4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All geared up as we wait for the race... oh not yet... it's just the driver's parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still it was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/3710/dsc00980aj8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Felipe Massa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/9743/dsc00982ky6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And get on your feet for King KIMI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/4861/dsc00998gl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i know i don't really like him. Nevertheless i've got to admit he's a talent. Hamilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/8519/dsc01042ir1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cityscape is beautiful, and look at the hordes of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/7523/dsc01098oe9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention Kimi crashed in front of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/7608/dsc01202pl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's his stalled car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/111/dsc01234sz8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the King walking with the marshals to the evac car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/1539/dsc01235jr0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i saw him up close! he was actually very nice, waving to all the fans despite losing like 5 points and it was nearing e end of e race. The funny thing was he just rested at the bus stop as if he's waiting for 985 to come around and he can board and tap his ez-link card or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, f1 was brilliant. i know my oversimplified and un-lengthy sentences do not really do justice to the event but it was simply brilliant, and i know i'll go for it every year as long as i have the chance. right now, it's off to bed. CIAO PPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7125886067009931550?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7125886067009931550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7125886067009931550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7125886067009931550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7125886067009931550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/10/need-for-speed.html' title='Need for Speed'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4701186992179321510</id><published>2008-09-28T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:12:53.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awaiting a blog post</title><content type='html'>the week is gonna end, and although i knew this time would come, i certainly am in no way looking forward to it. in anycase, it's been fulfilling fulfilling fulfilling and just absolutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight's the race, and there's so much adrenaline getting pumped when you're at the marina bay circuit that back here it seems like the pace of life has slowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe this blog an f1 post, and probably next week i'll write about how the three days of pure racing action has gone. in the meantime, i'll just look forward to tonight and my prancing horses and try not to think about tomorrow. heh. CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4701186992179321510?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4701186992179321510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4701186992179321510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4701186992179321510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4701186992179321510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/09/awaiting-blog-post.html' title='awaiting a blog post'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7530003526265884628</id><published>2008-09-26T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:45:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting with eagerness...</title><content type='html'>"So I say&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the joy they're bringing&lt;br /&gt;Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty&lt;br /&gt;What would life be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- ABBA, Thank You For the Music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song's been ringing in my head ever since I heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest is going to be a F1 fanatic post. Please do read if you want to know what goes through the head of a fanatical F1 fan as he psyches himself up for the first ever night race in Formula One history in his home country of Singapore. If not, you may go on to other websites cause it'll all seem like gibberish ramblings of an idiot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's less than 24 hours before the first car (probably a Force India, not very exciting but still...) rolls out of the pit garage and onto the track as its high-powered V8 engine roars and fires up the Singapore night life. Upon that instant, history has been made. Singapore has had the utmost honour of being the first (and so far the only planned one) city to host a Formula One Grand Prix at night, an event the entire world has been waiting for, and certainly it is the most highly anticipated Grand Prix of the calender year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget SPA, forget Monaco, forget the crashes and burns that comes with Montreal and forget the history that fills tracks like Silverstone and Monza, for it is Singapore this year that everyone is dying to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can't wait to get back on the track, because I love new challenges: since we've known the Championship's race calendar, I've been waiting for 28th September."&lt;/em&gt; - Kimi Raikkonen, Formula One World Champion 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to break off the formal tone, I just found out Lewis Hamilton and his McLaren entourage is staying at the Conrad Hotel. Probably isn't news to most but still I don't have access to such information. Could anyone tell me where Kimi and Felipe are housed at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And into turn one they go, and a left one into turn two... and oh! A Honda has clipped the rear of a Toro Rosso, it's a carnage in the middle of the pack as the lead drivers drive down the straight into Raffles Boulevard... It seems like Barrichello clipped the rear of Bourdais' car as Bourdais was challenging Piquet wheel-to-wheel into turn two... Bourdais looks fit to carry on but Barrichello looks like he has to go round the circuit and into the pits for a nose change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Kimi, it's Kimi! He's gaining ground on the McLaren fast and he exits the corner right behind Hamilton and he slingshots himself into the slipstream and he takes the inside line... and they go wheel-to-wheel... oh what action! What drama! Kimi Raikkonen has probably just completed the move that could salvage his entire season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be enough? Massa had a 20 second lead going into the pit, it's a short pitstop! And we see Hamilton coming right up towards the end of the pit straight... and Massa just comes out in front of Hamilton - but he's got to stay within the white lines of the pit exit... Hamilton comes right into his slipstream... will it be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It looks awesome, actually. I think they have done a really god job with it."&lt;/em&gt; - Mark Webber, Red Bull Racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But all together, and if you go beyond the track, you can feel the hype here in Singapore and really see what they have done. Big companies have been engaged for the weekend, so there is no doubt in my mind that this race will be the highlight of the season."&lt;/em&gt; - Mario Theissen, BMW Sauber Team Principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 20 hours away, can you feel it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7530003526265884628?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7530003526265884628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7530003526265884628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7530003526265884628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7530003526265884628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-say-thank-you-for-music-songs-im.html' title='waiting with eagerness...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5011161044985715654</id><published>2008-09-25T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:23:16.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel like an angel's looking over me...</title><content type='html'>is it me or are things just going real smooth at the moment. i mean just now right before we were about to bookout wing sm just came onto the PA system and said we only have to book in on monday?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy man. i can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went hysterical and had to run into kelvin and liu bo's bunk to just scream. haha. i know it sounds crazy but that's just what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i had already given up any hope of watching the night race alr and was prepared to give my tix to yanhui or renny or sth, den suddenly this comes. it's just amazing amazing amazing and i feel like an angel's looking over me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my comp's like playing ABBA songs all over. haha. they're pretty good and quite a late discovery for that. well better late than never. anycase, life's great at the moment and may everyone feel the same too. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5011161044985715654?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5011161044985715654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5011161044985715654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5011161044985715654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5011161044985715654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-like-angels-looking-over-me.html' title='i feel like an angel&apos;s looking over me...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4357405361679154717</id><published>2008-09-23T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:38:54.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMA MIA!!</title><content type='html'>"The safety car gets into place as the cars line up in their respective grid positions... and the engines rev up as the five lights illuminate... and we're off!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE SINGAPORE GRAND PRIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot believe it is in three days. haha pretty ironic but well, it's just feels so shiok u know knowing it is so near? haha. the whole world's looking forward to it, and it really is gonna be history in the making, first formula one night race? we should feel truly honoured knowing it's gonna take place in our homeland of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a real exciting week ahead, looking forward to the end of service term, the driving test, the grand prix. WOOO! but im sure not looking forward to the end of the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught MAMA MIA!!! twice over the weekend, it was a great movie man! everyone shld go catch it. to summarise it, it's basically just FUN FUN FUN! certainly a great relief too after two not so appetizing movies namely wall-e and stepbrothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4357405361679154717?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4357405361679154717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4357405361679154717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4357405361679154717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4357405361679154717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/09/mama-mia.html' title='MAMA MIA!!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-9180594138885499450</id><published>2008-08-23T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:14:14.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't seen the five lights illuminate.</title><content type='html'>i am here today with a complaint to make - typical of most singaporeans in style, but different from most singaporeans in content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why in style? you may ask. well, singaporeans are a complain-sive lot. it's pretty apparent from the everyday happenings on this little red dot. the government complains that too few couples are giving birth, couples are complaining that there's nothing worth giving birth to. when the government gives benefits, couples complain that it's not enough. when the government gives more benefits, couples complain that they should give it earlier, and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doensn't exactly end. and oh btw, i still don't think birth rates will rise despite all these, but that's a GP essay for yesteryear. or in tomorrow years. right now i'm in the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why in content? you see, singaporeans like to complain about things that surround their lives. they mostly don't look at the bigger picture, just that tiny miniscule circle that affects them and start shooting words away. i'm not saying im that farsighted either, but this complaint is about something that most would agree does not have much of an intricate connection with my life, yet i'm going to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A COMPLAINT TO MAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NOT WATCHED AN F1 RACE IN YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok fine that's an exaggeration - but it feels like years!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really been too long. most of the time i may be able to remember to record the race and book out the next weekend and watch it on replay. but by then i already know what happened exactly during the race (albeit illustrated by words) and the thrill really isn't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i actually watched a live race was? two months ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is too much for me to handle. and i may not even be able to catch my singapore race in september - i will catch friday's practice, saturday's qualifying but then the sunday race i have to book in???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there's one more thing my complaint is similar in style with everyday singaporeans - we usually complain about things that we know we can't do anything about. (remember ERP hikes, bus fare hikes?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, i have to heave a huge sigh and suck and oversucked thumb. still im really looking forward to valencia this weekend and let's hope my red horses do something right for once. till then, ciao pple and take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-9180594138885499450?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9180594138885499450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=9180594138885499450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/9180594138885499450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/9180594138885499450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/08/havent-seen-five-lights-illuminate.html' title='haven&apos;t seen the five lights illuminate.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2868544011364896965</id><published>2008-08-15T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T03:08:23.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>field camp</title><content type='html'>it is honestly pretty unbelievable as i sit down in front of my lappy typing this blog entry. i know i probably have repeated the same line over and over again, and probably will continue to repeat this same line over and over again, but really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling still remains - unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a tough 2 weeks, one that has pushed myself and my abilities to perform in the face of fatigue and pressure. looking back on it all, it's been awesome, and an awesome way to know where your limits are and to be honest how endless they can be if you choose it to. they say the army makes you stupid, makes you think less, and even though your brain cells get fried under that helmet while you dog it out in the hot sun, it does teach you on one incredible human element and that is the spirit of determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you go through all the training, music does help you retain that certain calmness that often keeps you grounded as the tough gets tougher, and there has been one song that has constantly rhythmed itself through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Bless The Broken Road" - Rascal Flatts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set out on a narrow way many years ago&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I would find true love along the broken road&lt;br /&gt;But I got lost a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Wiped my brow and kept pushing through&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every long lost dream led me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way into your loving arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the years I spent just passing through&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you&lt;br /&gt;But you just smile and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;You've been there you understand&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just rolling home&lt;br /&gt;Into my lover's arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think the lyrics are beautiful? and just so meaningful at the same time. well i've got a long weekend ahead of me, and i really do hope i cherish this one to the fullest as i wont be getting any such enjoyment any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may god bless the broken road. good night fellas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2868544011364896965?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2868544011364896965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2868544011364896965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2868544011364896965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2868544011364896965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/08/field-camp.html' title='field camp'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3042964287629528999</id><published>2008-08-02T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:36:26.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break</title><content type='html'>I'm so stressed out now, i'm just hoping blogging will make me calm down and catch my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being out doensn't feel that good when you've got so many things unsettled inside. I guess somewhat that doensn't make it a very happy book-out, especially when you're just trying to settle everything for book-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCS life has been tough for sure, tight schedule, little book-out hours, humongous workload, neverending things to do. So far, six weeks has passed and I think many of us have changed in many ways - way of operation, way of thinking, and without a doubt way of life. Indeed there are more ups and downs for sure, but the downs sometimes really hit you hard and you give a sigh and think "where do i move from here?" - left in a cold, confused state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I've got great friends who make my weekends pretty exciting, and that's quite a boost really. Okay this sounds really childish i know, but it doesn't hurt looking forward to book-out does it? It really does help get you through the tough training that much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a great friend whom I've not been in close contact for a while now. Well i think most people close enough to me, or even those not really close but know who I am know what this refers to. It's been a good five months or so since our paths incidentally dispersed and since then I've never addressed it so publicly. Well not like this blog is really very public anyway, not too many people read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I know I've made the right decision as now I have the time and the hindsight to view it from. It was a hard one for sure, and one that took about one and a half months to formulate. Indeed, at that time I felt lost and unsure of what would happen afterwards. I was unsure if I could recover quickly, or how my mental state would be affected. I was also afraid too how it would have an effect on this particular friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is heartening to know that we've both gotten on fine and moved on in our paths of life. Indeed we don't talk much anymore, and probably that's the way nature takes its precedence over our thoughts, but nevertheless I must give a million thanks to this friend of mine for having taught me certain lessons that have made me grow and mature into a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, it's back to OCS work and I swear i'll somehow get all those stuff done. Ciao pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3042964287629528999?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3042964287629528999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3042964287629528999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3042964287629528999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3042964287629528999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/08/taking-break.html' title='taking a break'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8650969585092415</id><published>2008-07-12T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:45:55.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks = eternity</title><content type='html'>TODAY IS MY BOOKOUT DAY, BOOKOUT BOOKOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i'm actually here in front of my laptop typing a blog post. my goodness, this is hardly comprehensible by any standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks has gone by since I've been in Officer Cadet School, and indeed as expected, it was hell of a long wait for it to end. Along the way, many new things have been learnt which I am not allowed by any strictest means to post up here, but in any case they have been both enriching and thought provoking simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer played what was probably the greatest, most epic tennis match the modern era has ever witnessed. Rallies of incredulous nature ensued one after the other, and it seemed that both men were going to fight with their very lives for their namesake to be enshrined on the walls of the All-England Club. Nadal might have won the match, but for me, Federer was the true champion, as he showcased every virtue of a fighter, a sportsman and the epitome of mind over matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost simultaneously, at the British Grand Prix, rained poured from all directions and standing water on the track was at a premium. As the five lights illuminated, Hamilton showed raw speed, nerve, agility and all round racing talent to win a race as difficult as A Level Physics. At at time where all his competitors skidded and flew around Silverstone, Hamilton, still only in his second season, showed his cool-leveled mind as he drove a superb race and took the chequered flag by over a minute to the second-placed car. I may be no McLaren fan, but the talent that this young racing prodigy shows bodes well for his future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after six hours, it still feels superb to bookout. Cheers people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8650969585092415?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8650969585092415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8650969585092415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8650969585092415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8650969585092415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-weeks-eternity.html' title='3 weeks = eternity'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3202164389383002581</id><published>2008-06-20T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:03:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye world</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye World, Goodbye - Hovie Lister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told all my troubles goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to each tear and each sigh.&lt;br /&gt;This world where I roam cannot be my home,&lt;br /&gt;I'm bound for that home in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I walk and I talk with my Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I feast every day on His word,&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is near and I can't stay here&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have the blues anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I step across to that shore.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never pine for I'll leave behind&lt;br /&gt;My heartaches and cares ever more.&lt;br /&gt;A day maybe two then goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to each sorrow and sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is near and I can't stay here,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't you weep for me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;For I won't have to leave here alone.&lt;br /&gt;And when I hear that last trumpet sound&lt;br /&gt;My feet won't stay on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rise with a shout, gonna fly,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rise with my Lord in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is near and I can't stay here,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sent to OCS. Most tell me "Good for you!" But when you're the one, you feel a range of mixed emotions. At least i do. Happy or sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. i did say i wanna make good use of my two years in the SAF. maybe someone up there is just granting me my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now with fingers crossed, goodbye world. i'll see you all very soon i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3202164389383002581?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3202164389383002581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3202164389383002581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3202164389383002581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3202164389383002581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye-bye-world.html' title='bye bye world'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3590098176558768606</id><published>2008-06-19T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:21:39.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is so unpredictable</title><content type='html'>let's see, it's approximately 22hrs to knowledge of my posting, which approximates to my future for the next two years. hmmm? (can hear my heart pounding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, living life with freedom certainly feels great. wait wait, that's an understatement. it feels f***ing good! (haha couldn't find a better description). so far i've had rockclimbing trips, movie trips, shopping trips, and not to forget - a redang trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now many of you might wonder wad in the world is redang? i certainly had a few friends who gave me that blank look upon hearing the word. Well Pulau Redang is this particular island off the coast of Terrenganu, and it was where i spent the first few days of my block leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img398.imageshack.us/img398/3201/dsc00146editedkf3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waters are just amazingly crystal-clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/8643/dsc00110editedlb9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;augustine must think he's in dreamland alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img162.imageshack.us/img162/865/dsc00115editedqx1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be missing the sun sand and waves for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for driving again just now. heh pretty fun. all thanks to this instructor whom i've gotten for the fifth time already! surprisingly he still remembers me even if it's been like 2 months since i've been there? haha. so he was extremely relaxed and i could speed when i wanted. made a few drivers back off as i changed lane and i think some of them were pretty surprised that this L plate idiot was cutting them at 70km/hr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really afraid i'll hafta cancel my driving test though. well they say you do make sacrifices for the nation right. this probably will be my personal anecdote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 this weekend will be at Magny-cours, and if i am not wrong this is going to be the last French Grand Prix for a while until they manage to pull in the crowds again. The past two grand prixs have been just simply breathtaking - who could forget the rain-filled monaco and hamilton head-butting the rear of raikkonen in montreal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the scuderias can reign supreme again this weekend. The podium's been void of some of them for a while now. A bit too long to be world champions eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off now. i'm gonna enjoy this while it lasts. seeya peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3590098176558768606?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3590098176558768606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3590098176558768606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3590098176558768606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3590098176558768606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-is-so-unpredictable.html' title='life is so unpredictable'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-1024010424193584620</id><published>2008-06-07T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:29:10.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the say that in the army...</title><content type='html'>and without knowing it, i'm going to be a "trained soldier" very very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't gotten the chance to talk about army life yet, so i guess i owe this blog a little entry on it - just when i'm about to pass out of basic military school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can still remember the day of enlistment, i had shaved my hair and just the feeling and atmosphere of everything felt very foreign. had to learn how things operated real fast and adapt to things as best as you could. it was kind of like stepping into another country, and certainly for sure stepping out of your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as things passed, you slowly observe and realise that if you're able to take things in your stride and with confidence most things should not pose a problem. i tend to like to observe the people around me in army, that would refer to my commanders and of course my platoon mates. trying to observe behavioural trends, patterns and basically how people performed when placed under pressure situations. along the way you start to recognize similar characteristics and adverse traits and hence you tend to be able to deal with peculiar situations better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i'm still thinking straight after two months. haha i've had too much of personal accounts of friends who didn't, and certainly i couldn't afford one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, life in the army isn't really that bad as is often stereotypically described. honestly, the food is gd! and more to that, the learning experience here is something that truly cannot be found elsewhere. i mean, given a choice, most of us would have never served national service. but since i'm predicting most of us are going to live to an average of 70 years, why not use 2 years of it and experience something different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, this is only the start and things are i believe only going to get tougher and rougher. but for now, i'm gonna enjoy that long break that's coming soon and we'll see how things turn out. heh god bless pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-1024010424193584620?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1024010424193584620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=1024010424193584620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1024010424193584620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1024010424193584620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/06/say-that-in-army.html' title='the say that in the army...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6170461742772271475</id><published>2008-05-18T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T02:22:03.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time since i've blogged</title><content type='html'>wow it's been a long time since i've blogged. guess i'll visit this place for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow let's see? the last time was before i enlisted, and now it's way way into army life alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow it's amazing how time flies doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i've started every sentence with a wow without knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well before i enlisted, i certainly had a lot of fun! haha ended my work tenure and had a short period of around a week or so to enjoy myself. and one highlight was KBOX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/2834/img0068nz1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention i still had hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/1374/img0072im1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkeys galore. haha mind the excessive behaviour. kbox makes u high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/6281/img0074sz1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey see monkey do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/6537/img0088ea3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa this is turning into a zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/192/img0093ee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even annabel can't wait to join in the fun. haha savour the times u can do this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/5599/img0107wm9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img356.imageshack.us/img356/4783/img0106oc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second shot's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img356.imageshack.us/img356/752/img0109ue7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/5366/img0108ux6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;effective soldierly training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/5294/img0096zh4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa but the bill was horrendous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pple -- $135.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img356.imageshack.us/img356/5939/img0114ey4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/5705/img0115hk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img356.imageshack.us/img356/126/img0116yz0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh wad a fun night (with hair) and i can't wait for the next one man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6170461742772271475?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6170461742772271475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6170461742772271475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6170461742772271475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6170461742772271475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title='long time since i&apos;ve blogged'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4776713349527319710</id><published>2008-04-06T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T00:28:00.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTS OF PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>they say pictures say a thousand words. so here's plenty of pictures! (and a gazillion words...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BINTAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man the place was damn picturesque. beautiful beautiful beach, and the air there made Singapore air just stink real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/2746/img1619ni4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img520.imageshack.us/img520/4581/img1620co7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's us on the beach. played frisbee (super fun!) and soccer everyday man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/2546/img1625tr4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/6914/img1650rx7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first night we took a damn expensive taxi ride to the town of tanjung pinang, but it was worth it thanks to all the cheap shopping and cheap food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dinner for 9 of us cost 47000 ruppiah (= $8). haha ownage man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE) that's tanjung pinang roadside stalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/3748/img1656od6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;augus and me showing off our damn shiok corn. (coated with condensed milk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/4821/img1657be0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edison (self-proclaimed) looking on the (really damn shiok) corn coated with condensed milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aiya darryl just ask la, dont need shy, i will share one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. everybody bought one actually. its really gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/1213/img1658ec4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one lovely couple. really. haha. (wii soon?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/3686/img1661hk0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night we went to the hotel bar. that's us having an entire balcony to ourselves. hee hee darryl looks like he's alr feeling the effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/8850/img1683nw6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no. he's a real gonner man. haha and im adding fuel to the fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/557/img1697ta9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reads: "for safety reason, strictly no bare-footed around these area"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/1651/img1711ku8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind this picture lies a very very very entertaining story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/3042/img1801zw0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY i don't look so bad with a cap! bodes well for something i'll wear very often very very soon. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/4605/img1803dg0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the charlie's "devils"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/4995/img1805ix8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH YOU WERE HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;06S23!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this class rocks man. we're like versatile and skilled in many different areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example: &lt;strong&gt;ICE SKATING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/7329/s23iceskating006ok8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's us after just hitting the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/5043/s23iceskating010pu4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the really pro nigel (seriously pro) and the also quite pro jerome trying to learn from the master. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/8399/s23iceskating021cb7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you girls will not outnumber us guys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/7241/s23iceskating023zw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were told to pose. maybe we're just not model material. haha. (weiying's pose is timeless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annabel went to set the camera to "multi-shot" mode. haha this is the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/2360/s23iceskating027bl8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/3373/s23iceskating028pl8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/7317/s23iceskating029qo5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/8611/s23iceskating030uy0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/7547/s23iceskating031dh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/7254/s23iceskating032bj9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/8569/s23iceskating033zf7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty funny actually scrolling through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/6379/s23iceskating048ks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty fronts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/5793/s23iceskating054ak8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/6530/s23iceskating070le8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this looks damn gay - but we were actually trying to mimick the pro skaters that were like skating in pairs. failed terribly obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/597/s23iceskating075bx3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five for fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now leaving you guys with the most classic shot of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/1382/s23iceskating034hr8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up: we hit the karaoke machines and S23 goes PRAWN FISHING?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stay tuned. ciao pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4776713349527319710?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4776713349527319710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4776713349527319710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4776713349527319710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4776713349527319710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/04/lots-of-pictures.html' title='LOTS OF PICTURES!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8154574674166380489</id><published>2008-03-28T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:19:51.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO WORLD!</title><content type='html'>and just like that, i have resigned from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"resigned" that is. haha i've been here since i was born la wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been pretty fun recently! been having lots of different activities almost everyday and it's great meeting up with everybody again man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gone on holiday also. haha visited chiang mai with my family over five days. mainly it was pretty relaxing, cos there's nothing much to visit! five days in a city and you're bound to run out of stuff. but it was fun plus shopping was cheap. bought like eight shirts there and could have easily bought more man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad, i did a bungy jump. haha kena owned backside man. it was so high up and i didn't expect it to be that high. but then the feeling of going freefall is shiok man. although it was $75 it was worth every single cent of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lots of adventure stuff in chiangmai, so i predict sometime in the future i'll go back there with some friends. there's like whitewater rafting and rockclimbing venues and trekking and rainforest high element stuff. quite cool. we took this ATV, which stands for all terrain vehicle (not auto transmission vehicle), and rode up the mountains of northern thailand for 3 hours! it was damn fun la going on the dirt track and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also we visited myanmar and laos. as in really went in. so it was pretty cool being in 3 countries in one day. Myanmar was scary though, we had to sort of "smuggle" ourselves in by bribing the officials there. The worst part was we had to surrender our passports at the immigration while we were in myanmar and it was quite a relief that we were handed it back! (Imagine if they just acted dumb and said they didn't have our passports?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class has also met up a few times. really glad the botaks had their POPs and they had a week half long break. So we got to catch up quite a bit and it was nice listening to all the army tales cos i've gotta start forseeing wad to expect in there. that day too we met up for ice skating! which was really darn fun man and funny not to say the least. just two days ago we had dinner at swensens too which was hilarious we stayed there to talk for like 4 hrs. cool stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIVING!!! haha. im gonna complete it before i enter army i swear. its been pretty fun and easy going so far, except i almost knocked down some pedestrians the other day. i think im the type of driver that will chiong the expressway at 100km/hr kind and drive on the right lane and lane-change without signalling kind. haha so bukitbatokians + jurongians + gombakians + choachukangians beware! yewliang's on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights pictures of everything the next post! seeya peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8154574674166380489?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8154574674166380489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8154574674166380489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8154574674166380489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8154574674166380489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-world.html' title='HELLO WORLD!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8726895850740780260</id><published>2008-03-17T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:41:38.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the world</title><content type='html'>i'm back from thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised since i was gone, so much has happened in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money talks, and everyone's talking about the state of the US economy.&lt;br /&gt;the greenback fell to its lowest against the yen in 12 years, and bear stearns falls into emergency funding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly too tibet entered a period of turmoil as protests turned violent and the chinese troops were quick to launch a crackdown on it. the dalai lama says more than 100 have died, and this seems to have become one of the most deadly incidents since the failed uprising of 1959. (however official reports put the number at 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and f1. it's started!&lt;br /&gt;what a race. even the most disinterested f1 fan must have been impressed.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, my scuderias were like shit but they were damn suay la.&lt;br /&gt;except massa which is still showing his dumbness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hami's teammate this season is heikki kovalainen, a name most people wont know unless you're an ardent fan. anw he did one of the funniest thing i've ever seen an f1 driver do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I managed to get past Fernando but then as I tore off a visor strip on the main straight I accidentally hit the pit lane speed limiter button and Fernando managed to get past me again."&lt;br /&gt;-heikki kovalainen: post-race comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah! can u imagine? after going past the former world champion at probably around 250km/hr and going down the straight trying to accelerate to 300km/hr, with a touch of a button u suddenly drop down to 80km/hr. that's singapore road speed man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ciao pple. back to work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8726895850740780260?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8726895850740780260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8726895850740780260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8726895850740780260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8726895850740780260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-to-world.html' title='back to the world'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5218041219771450713</id><published>2008-03-10T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:06:41.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results are like out?</title><content type='html'>and without knowing it, i'm back at work, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days has been a whirlwind of activities, starting from Friday morning up all the way till Sunday night i haven't really rested at all man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out, it's no secret that mine's not fabulous. Ha, but then, i do feel i got wad i deserved - which is not supposed to be too good, so well, we'll look forward to a better uni education? haha should be possible, especially when i had to waste so much time studying a subject i didn't like in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was an avalanche of emotions from all around, everybody was feeling a range of mixed emotions. Talked to many many people about everything and went out with my classmates soon after. We even caught a movie! heh. funky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my class met at JP for NTU open house. Asked aplenty of questions and toured the place. Pretty good, and was certainly much more informative than Sunday's SMU open house. Which means sadly, Sunday's one was not very good. But certainly many professors were on hand to answer questions which was probably the best thing that happened over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there's still so many questions to be asked before deciding. But till then, it's back to work people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5218041219771450713?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5218041219771450713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5218041219771450713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5218041219771450713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5218041219771450713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/03/results-are-like-out.html' title='results are like out?'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4389031703092723867</id><published>2008-03-07T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:47:16.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well it's here</title><content type='html'>well it's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually i could go on a long rant about the education system in singapore and how it makes us think our hopes all rest on our results and if we fail we're doomed but if we score great were destined for greatness and this kind of syndrome is making every singaporean kid taking A lvl results worried sick and it's really not a good thing cos none of it is true but instead is just some illusionary thing the stupid system comes with so that we'll all study in the first place and thus singapore would seem like a very intelligible place which is quite true also even without us studying so hard as if it's the end of the world but then again we let mas selamat just walk out of jail like that and that cannot be quite intelligible can it so that just shows ours stupidity which means we're really dumb and today we're gonna fail our a lvl exams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, the only things i could do right now is:&lt;br /&gt;a) try to focus on work&lt;br /&gt;b) dont care about anything and go home and play wii&lt;br /&gt;c) find some isolated room in the office and sleep my time away till 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok option A. be realistic (altho b sounds brilliant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd luck to everybody anybody! *fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4389031703092723867?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4389031703092723867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4389031703092723867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4389031703092723867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4389031703092723867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-its-here.html' title='well it&apos;s here'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3113575782433573142</id><published>2008-03-06T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:33:09.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you find your freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eternity - Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes so you don't feel them&lt;br /&gt;They don't need to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise I will heal you&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to I will try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing this summer serenade&lt;br /&gt;The past is done, we've been betrayed&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;Some might say the truth will out&lt;br /&gt;But I believe without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;In you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreaming&lt;br /&gt;And you gave me what I need&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you find your freedom&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when we were walking&lt;br /&gt;You talked about your mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;What they did that made you happy&lt;br /&gt;What they did that made you sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat and watched the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;Then picked a star before we lost&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;Youth is wasted on the young&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreaming&lt;br /&gt;And you gave me what I need&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you find your freedom&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing this summer serenade&lt;br /&gt;The past is done, we've been betrayed&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;Youth is wasted on the young&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreaming&lt;br /&gt;And you are a friend indeed&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you find your freedom&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for summer dreaming&lt;br /&gt;And you are a friend indeed&lt;br /&gt;And I know you find your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Eventually&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;br /&gt;For eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3113575782433573142?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3113575782433573142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3113575782433573142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3113575782433573142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3113575782433573142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/03/eternity-robbie-williams-close-your.html' title='I hope you find your freedom'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8641164581074099119</id><published>2008-03-04T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:26:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back people!</title><content type='html'>whoa. BINTAN WAS GREAT. the lifestyle of just chilling and slacking was really pretty satisfying when there's so much going on in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do i describe the waves? whoa. haha they were like mini tsunamis. got sucked underneath and gulping in seawater dunno how many times man. but riding it, well the feeling's just so so so exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at the office early today, reached at like 7.50am. whoa damn tired man. body's aching all over the place. heh. i guess everyone's thinking of results too. last night i dreamt of it - well sort of. i dreamt of what happened just before we took our results. it was quite a terrifying sight. haha man everyone was panicking and it was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. just keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8641164581074099119?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8641164581074099119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8641164581074099119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8641164581074099119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8641164581074099119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back-people.html' title='im back people!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4749435319312952172</id><published>2008-02-28T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T08:38:29.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANHUNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PRISONBREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/6417/scofieldik9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No no not him la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/4146/masselamatkastariqe2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas Selamat Kastari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (real) prisonbreak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sia la. I said in my previous post Singapore was becoming more exciting, but I certainly wasn't expecting this! This is quite something you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from all places, he escapes from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHITLEY ROAD DETENTION CENTRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's exactly where SJI is.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, we're not helping to hide terrorists are we?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, now even taking 190 to town is a risk man.&lt;br /&gt;scully past the Malcolm Park bus stop the bus kaboom ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;According to Channelnewsasia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Based on investigations then, Indonesia's elite anti-terror police discovered he  was the leader of the Singapore Jemaah Islamiyah network, a terrorist  organisation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They then deported the man to Singapore in 2006.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 45-year-old father of four was also said to be involved in JI's  plans to mount attacks against foreign and local establishments here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These included the US Embassy and American Club, the Defence Ministry  headquarters at Bukit Gombak and the Education Ministry building at North Buona  Vista Drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas Selamat fled Singapore in December 2001 following an  Internal Security Department operation against the terrorist organisation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The militant leader had been on the run after Singapore authorities  discovered plans to crash seven truck filled with bombs at various locations  around the island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Investigations also revealed that he was the  mastermind behind a plan to hijack an airplane and crash it into Changi airport.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When he was last arrested in Indonesia, officers found literature on  bomb making on the man. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Looks like Singapore might not always be the safe haven we thought it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4749435319312952172?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4749435319312952172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4749435319312952172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4749435319312952172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4749435319312952172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/manhunt.html' title='MANHUNT!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-9125762880257126094</id><published>2008-02-26T08:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:45:25.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S23 too cool for you</title><content type='html'>i'm at the office again, but before i start work, let's blog a bit shan't we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the world is having it's focus this time around, on elections! yes it's elections fever and it's certainly taking place everywhere. from pakistan to taiwan to thailand and of cos the grand daddy of the united states. almost everybody's lips read obamachange, but still i kinda side with clintonexperience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spurs just clinched the league cup! and spurs just had a five game winning streak! well i'm referring to tottenham hotspurs and the san antonio spurs respectively. well finally duncan and co. wake up to their true potential and have trounced back to 2nd in the west. bryant and gasol are gonna be their next victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we've just won the bid to host the 2010 youth olympics - that's pretty gd! Looking at the next ten years ahead, it's gonna be an exciting period for singapore man. (oozes signs of patriotism) well. there's of cos the one event that boggled my entire previous post - the first ever F1 night race. and there's the 2010 youth olympics as mentioned. there's also the IRs coming up, and the entire city-sky-landscape changing, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention inflation. wah lan eh. no joke know. today morning on the car radio i heard the first quarter-to-quarter inflation was like 6.6%? crazy la. and they expect full year inflation to be at 4.5 - 5.5%. siao la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my class just plain funny or too much time on our sleeves? well maybe it's a combination of both. either way, we're too cool. haha. funny sia opening hotmail everyday to see us emailing each other. fingers crossed hopefully something does come out of it. i wanna go on a holiday man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally starting driving! first lesson tonight. haha. shawn tells me you basically sit in the car for the first hour learning the gears first before setting off. well it's still a start no matter how boring it is. so finally i'm one step closer to becoming an F1 driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i better get back to work. cya all peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot to mention tiger.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i might as well haven't mentioned him.&lt;br /&gt;cos we all know wad happened. (as usual!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone needs to check his birth origins.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;cos he certainly isn't from our universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-9125762880257126094?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9125762880257126094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=9125762880257126094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/9125762880257126094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/9125762880257126094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/s23-too-cool-for-you.html' title='S23 too cool for you'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8037695852840574619</id><published>2008-02-23T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:54:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alls well that ends well</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;愛一直閃亮 - 羅美玲&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一個人的沙發上&lt;br /&gt;還有你擁抱的力量&lt;br /&gt;起身才看見孤獨的形狀&lt;br /&gt;在空氣裡曝光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明明是咖啡不加糖&lt;br /&gt;怎麼喝還是懶洋洋&lt;br /&gt;你不在的天氣裝了開關&lt;br /&gt;碰到天就黑暗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以為愛一直閃亮&lt;br /&gt;現在剩一個人堅強&lt;br /&gt;想念在手中　張開變翅膀&lt;br /&gt;我還懂不懂飛翔〔忘記了我懂飛翔〕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看見愛一直在閃亮&lt;br /&gt;想逃的心改變了方向&lt;br /&gt;只因這城市情歌太悲傷&lt;br /&gt;才讓一碗熱湯　紅了眼眶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電視裡愛情播不完&lt;br /&gt;怎麼轉才能離開現場&lt;br /&gt;如果我承認你讓我很難忘&lt;br /&gt;結局能不能換&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8037695852840574619?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8037695852840574619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8037695852840574619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8037695852840574619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8037695852840574619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/alls-well-that-ends-well.html' title='alls well that ends well'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-9138026405221070338</id><published>2008-02-15T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:07:11.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 dilemma!!</title><content type='html'>If you just joined us we are live here on star sports for the first ever Singapore Grand Prix and if we look above the cars lined up in perfect rows we will see the five lights illuminate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE'RE OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a start by KIMI! He's taking the inside line into the s-bend and he's side by side with massa, look at all the cars turning at more than 200km/hr! Oh and massa's nudged ahead as he takes the inside line over the next bend and we see the red scuderias march on, keeping position in 1-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's been a collision! Coulthard hits the belly of Hamilton and the silver McLaren spins into the gravel! Look at the crowd's reaction! They're booing coulthard off the track. Certainly the vast majority of McLaren fans here are disappointed. And so too is Hamilton, he's just thrown his helmet on the floor and shaken off the race marshals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we continue on with the race with see the drivers line up as they go past turn 4 and into the long straight of Raffles Boulevard, before slowing down to a mere 100 odd km/hr as they negotiate around turn 7 and turn 8. Oh that's a great move there by Kubica as he takes p6 from Mark Webber in the Red Bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Exhilarating is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOW?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/4118/f1ticketingmapld2.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singaporegp.sg/ticketing.html"&gt;www.singaporegp.sg/ticketing.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sunday night race, which means I might have to check in to army when the race starts. Also the pricing is crazy. Okay i could afford the lower end tickets, but those suck to the core man. See shit? haha. What's the use watching a straight? there's no freaking overtaking. To get a good seat, it's gotta cost upwards of 600 bucks. which is like mind boggling expensive la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But crap. I've been waiting so long for this. And there's another problem, it's hard to find a friend who's willing to fork out 600 plus bucks to watch a darn race with you, considering that not many pple in singapore are f1 fans. (ANYBODY OUT THERE?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me persuade my parents again. Maybe they'll foot e bill, and if i can't watch it, at least they will. Haha. Although they'll probably be more interested in shopping around town than watching the race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-9138026405221070338?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/9138026405221070338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=9138026405221070338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/9138026405221070338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/9138026405221070338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/f1-dilemma.html' title='F1 dilemma!!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7806452595853349372</id><published>2008-02-12T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:59:45.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>read this off jerome's blog, it goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how nowadays when we go house visiting, people seem to cut short their greeting to "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" and there's no need for all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 恭喜发财, 万事如意, 身体健康&lt;/span&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well probably it's cos the most important thing in life is to be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be happy people! and stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/5360/mrhappyqn4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" 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/20432137-7806452595853349372?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7806452595853349372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7806452595853349372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7806452595853349372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7806452595853349372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2192967024914787655</id><published>2008-02-08T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:45:13.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/YEWLIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/YEWLIA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/7016/fireworksbm3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay prosperous pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2192967024914787655?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2192967024914787655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2192967024914787655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2192967024914787655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2192967024914787655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year-everybody.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3845416776361639534</id><published>2008-02-04T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:23:17.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>one month has passed since the start of the new year, and life has been greattt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just not been as good as it could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see where do we start. firstly i've started work. well as i've said previously, it's at my parents office, which means more hours with my parents. they're really busy people man and looking at them everyday rushing from stuff to stuff, work to work, it just makes you feel fortunate ya know. at the same time i've been busying myself at work as well, having completed a few projects already and much more coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, it leads to more bonding time i guess. haha. at least i eat lunch with them everyday, although usually i'm the only one left reading the papers while they rush off to do their business. (real business ah, not going to the toilet) however one downside about working at your parent's office is that well, u don't really make friends with your colleagues. haha not that i'm unfriendly la, just not like your other colleagues who go out after work, you go off with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's not entirely a bad thing, maybe working outside would have given me a fresher experience, but still, helping out my parents when i can and especially when they want me to is still important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, so many many of my guy friends are in army man! esp. my class which is like so many of them gone. and the rest are all working! (well we all are i suppose) so although i'm going in april only, life's still been focusing on work man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there's my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one and only&lt;/span&gt;. well she's been really busy with work and her work is one which is really tiring and takes up all her time. hence of course, this intrudes into the time we spend together. funny thing is, it's making me miss school so much. it kind of makes you remember all those carefree times where life was structured and apart from it we had all the time in the world, which, was simply just a breeze. We got used to life like that, and we made good of it, not knowing how life would evolve once we stepped out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i just hope to spend as much quality time as possible with her and make good of the life that is right now. things are seemingly so blurry now, but maybe with time, things will come clear and we'll know wad are the things that really matter - the things that remain constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning light&lt;br /&gt;Half awake and half asleep&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever laid there thinking&lt;br /&gt;Was it all a dream?&lt;br /&gt;But you reach out and she's there&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt&lt;br /&gt;How far a heart can fall&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stayed up waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a telephone call&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear her say hello&lt;br /&gt;Cause you miss each other so&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever been in love: Peter Cetera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3845416776361639534?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3845416776361639534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3845416776361639534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3845416776361639534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3845416776361639534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/02/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-321935564068005304</id><published>2008-01-30T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T01:08:14.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u hearing this dude?</title><content type='html'>hang in there buddy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-321935564068005304?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/321935564068005304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=321935564068005304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/321935564068005304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/321935564068005304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/01/u-hearing-this-dude.html' title='u hearing this dude?'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7366311218482261618</id><published>2008-01-29T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T10:43:35.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovin you'/><title type='text'>HAPPY 9TH MONTH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 9 MONTHS LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, we're growing older man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hope you enjoyed Hard Rock and 27 dresses - And that one dress too. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I can take leave liao I bring you to more exciting exciting places yeah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/8881/dsc01557kt7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working now, and kind of slacking too - explains why I'm here. It gets pretty boring towards the end of the month, but once the 1st of the month arrives, oh man - it's like a periodic thing - everything REVS UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CNY is coming. haven't gotten any clothes man! And no money too. Darn i'm totally living on myself now except lodging at my homely home and sometimes meals at home. Other than that - oh man, i hafta spend off my hard earned cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life's challenges are not supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover who you are"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7366311218482261618?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7366311218482261618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7366311218482261618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7366311218482261618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7366311218482261618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-9th-month.html' title='HAPPY 9TH MONTH!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7287101620365449407</id><published>2008-01-25T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:04:41.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>i was hoping work would take my mind off things, but apparently it doesn't really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just so frustrating and exhausting. you feel like your heart just keeps aching and aching till the point that it's so tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a couple of weeks ago, we were the best people on earth. but suddenly, without even a blink of an eye, the world comes toppling over. it seems to have lost its meaning, it seems to have lost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to wake up in the morning anticipating the day ahead. now, i don't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, i really don't know. maybe, with time, things will be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it really? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly to the antartic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly to the nile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly to the islands of nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7287101620365449407?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7287101620365449407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7287101620365449407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7287101620365449407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7287101620365449407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/01/life_25.html' title='life'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3049939823322625026</id><published>2008-01-16T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T03:22:03.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAYSIA, TRULY ASIA!</title><content type='html'>Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAYSIA, TRULY ASIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/426/genting1dd9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the four of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can still remember we booked for the trip way before the A levels, which was damn funky. we were like studying and one day we just decided to go for the travel fair and there it was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before we knew it, we were in genting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/1787/genting2kw5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's foggy! (we just alighted from the bus - weiqi's droggy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wad do you do at genting? (I hear CASINO?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. we're underaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEMEPARK! yes. we took a while to settle in though coz the fog was like well, FOGGY. so bo bian had to keep indoors first. actually damn dumb, we even bought tix for the outdoor ride and had to get it refunded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wad do u do? the bumper car queue is 1 hr long, so is the indoor coaster. thus we ended up stuffing ourselves with food! haha kept eating. we ate marrybrown which is like not available here and den ate other small small stuff also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/589/genting3er1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how foggy it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily at night we managed to get outdoors and we took a few rides (rather the few rides that were open) and that's not too bad. but by the end of it, we were wet and cold. haha leave u guys wif pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/6186/genting4pn4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;funky monkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/66/genting5zt7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh all so lovely. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess wad, we got hungry again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/614/genting6jo2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate kenny rogers! shiok man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/5101/genting7ky7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate cheesy chicken! damn gd man. licked the very last bit off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and presenting the latest creature from final fantasy XVII:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/6294/genting8ub7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the plantinum selling hip hop artiste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/558/genting9wo3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha guess wad we did next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that's round, that curves and wants you to strike it right down the centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you know wad i'm talking about don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WENT BOWLING LA! (wad were u thinking?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it was damn funny. felix trying desperately to hook the ball and my beloved trying to get a strike (she got one right on her last shot! woohoo must be thanks to her shifu la! haha bhb crap. three cheers to mabel!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before we knew it, it was way past midnight. we went for some baskin robbins ice cream before turning in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/1029/genting10tu3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that it's bye bye to genting! (taken just before we rushed to checkout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS ON TO KUALA LUMPUR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/8310/genting11yo9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus ride there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/5529/genting12kg2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're at the lobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you guys man, the hotel is great. check out the view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/9538/genting13hw2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the KL TV tower on the left i think and the world famous petronas towers on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's darn spacious summore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that we explored times square which is huge i tell you, mabel and i took like 3 hours to just shop A SINGLE LEVEL! haha damn funky. and the stuff are cheap. first day at kl only and we practically were loaded with goods to bring back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night we went to chinatown for more shopping. it was damn crowded over that and we had to contend with a super crappy cab driver who buay song wif us for absolutely no possible reason at all. which was total rubbish. got back to the hotel late once again, and slept really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day and we started it by chionging the indoor theme park at times square! it was provided for us somemore and the rides looked great! (also make up for genting la haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/3092/genting14ih6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's us before taking this DNA mixer ride. haha which we are only right side up like half the time. cool stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9472/genting15lw6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the ride! haha we're safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/7625/genting16pc2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look safe too. *thinks so ah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well of coz we didn't just stay in times square, we had to travel! but being poor singaporean teenagers like us, we had to find a way around the city with cheap frills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRODUCING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/2275/genting17kx9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES THE KL MONORAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/9018/genting18mk4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's one happy customer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/5867/dsc00262pc5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have lot one in singapore, they have lot ten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/6821/dsc00263oy4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we learnt one thing in malaysia, that is jam = hours! (haha at least we think so la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night we went for some shopping, and had quite good harvests too! haha. soon we realised it was ten already, but then there was still somewhere which we needed to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/2106/dsc00270oo6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE EYE OF MALAYSIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha shit at first i typed the london eye. crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways it was cool man. we went for a total of five or six rounds and the view is FANTASTIC! you can see the entire KL city skyline and esp the petronas towers shining in the distance. It's great and i can't wait for the singapore flyer to come up and running in march man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/9789/dsc00285mk1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're in the gondola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/4127/dsc00291el5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pictures in the gondola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now leaving you guys with our great attempts to jump higher than the eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/6288/dsc00313bo2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/9123/dsc00332ek4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/4334/dsc00338yy0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/1549/dsc00310bb4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE US FLYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eye was great man. anyways by the time we got back to times square it was super late alr, but then we were both hungry, haha so we went to take a walk around the streets of KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool, at the same time we did a bit of post-midnight shopping and we found this street which served so many delicious food we didn't know where to choose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/1046/dsc00339cl4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up eating all that above at 2am! haha damn cool right? it was super lot of food, but at least it was great. (Mabel's saying: GROW FAT AH!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha next morning was a rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/5274/dsc02275lb4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rushed to do some last minute shopping and to get gifts for everyone back in singapore. damn funny i got my parents a couple suit. cool eh? but they never wear out together let me see leh. darn. i'm gonna make sure it happens one day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/7357/dsc02276ds3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad la. that's bye bye to times square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/3811/dsc02278bu4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at a rest stop. wait make that THE rest stop. haha we all know la - yong peng. always stop there one v sian leh need something fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/3995/dsc02282co0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus! cool man i tell ya we watched national treasure I on the bus back and the nxt day we were in sg we watched national treasure II. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a great trip, really enjoyable, really memorable. thanks felix and weiqi (a.k.a catdog) for making this such a possibility, and thanks darling for making it absolutely wonderfully fantastic. i'll do it again anytime. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its late peeps. tml work sure fall asleep one. haha anyway nites peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3049939823322625026?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3049939823322625026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3049939823322625026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3049939823322625026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3049939823322625026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/01/malaysia-truly-asia.html' title='MALAYSIA, TRULY ASIA!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5062201744987942812</id><published>2008-01-16T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T01:36:33.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's gonna be hard...</title><content type='html'>here's yewliang having nothing to do, so he's blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well life's been moving on, after the years and years and years of schooling life it finally draws to a surreal close, almost pretentious i would say - certainly weird and a little uneasy, especially when you see hordes of school kids dressed smartly in their uniforms and hopping through the school gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i said, life's moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm working now, not at any fancy banquets nor doing sales or typing data entry, but i'm working at my parents company. yeah i know pple say "what so slack? go there u treated like king sia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's terribly opposite of slack, and the pple there treat me really quite normally. everyday's like a ticking time bomb, and there's so much to do. currently there's like four projects on hand for me and that does not yet include the daily tracking of stocks, orders, invoices and statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went for a walk with shawn and yanhui to lim chu kang to visit my dearest one, (thanks guys) and it's like creepy dark with lots of insects. ohwells we got to meet for like one minute only - but least it's much better than nothing. sucks man both of us so busy wif work and opportunities we get to meet up are like getting less. that's why better make use of every chance before it gets taken away from us totally come april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways take care all u pple out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5062201744987942812?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5062201744987942812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5062201744987942812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5062201744987942812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5062201744987942812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/01/life.html' title='life&apos;s gonna be hard...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5974309570163133873</id><published>2008-01-04T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:44:30.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in memory of...</title><content type='html'>MABEL LOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my gf was angry with me that i could even dedicated an entire blog post to a dead woman, one that i never got to talk to in my entire lifetime, so let alone her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/7486/dsc01817ff9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(72, 72, 69);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mabel Low Mui Cheng (1989 - forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great woman, one that defied odds and displayed the courage fit normally only for the bravest warriors. And yet, she was one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born into a Singaporean family, Mabel Low was a woman who dedicated her entire life to her boyfriend Yewliang (muahaha!), and paid for it with her life of love and happpiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with such promising circumstances as well that make the situation (wad situation?) one even easier to come to grasp with, in a personal voice i am sure her popularity and idealistic righteousness (are u sure?) would have brought her to eat McDonalds once again, and possibly, resurrect a restaurant that has been sunk (by girls like Mabel) into potential bankruptcy and doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how JFK's assassination rocked the world, Mabel's dislike of McDonalds has left a tremendous void in her stomach, and reduced elements to the world's vulnerability to obesity and high blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annals of history will forever remember your previous love of McDonalds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5974309570163133873?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5974309570163133873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5974309570163133873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5974309570163133873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5974309570163133873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-memory-of.html' title='in memory of...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8059443534454950998</id><published>2007-12-30T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:17:16.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory of...</title><content type='html'>In memory of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/3802/bhuttopj4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benazir Bhutto (1953 - 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great woman, one that defied odds and displayed the courage fit normally only for the bravest warriors. And yet, she was one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born into a political dynasty, Benazir Bhutto was a woman who dedicated her entire life to her nation, and paid for it with her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with such promising circumstances as well that make the situation one even harder to come to grasp with, in a personal voice i am sure her popularity and idealistic righteousness would have brought her to power once again, and possibly, resurrect a nation that has been sunk into darkness and doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how JFK's assassination rocked the world, Bhutto's demise has left a tremendous void in Pakistani politics, and added a new element to the world's vulnerability to violence and extremism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annals of history will forever remember you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8059443534454950998?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8059443534454950998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8059443534454950998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8059443534454950998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8059443534454950998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-memory-of.html' title='In memory of...'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5687890528067117863</id><published>2007-12-29T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:29:20.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERYTHING!</title><content type='html'>WOW! I've not been here for a pretty pretty long while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see so much has happened i dunno where to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was my first ever prom, i know this sounds kinda noob but yeah SJI had no prom which is damn loser. anyways sa's prom this year was held at meritus mandarin (same place as my primary sch dinner), and the theme (which honestly i din even bother looking a second time) was 90% 10% rock which makes me wonder why bother putting the rock there in the first place since it's so insignificant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways this year pre-prom shopping was done with my lovely girlfriend and her parents for four days! my goodness. it was crazy la we were like perfectionists. haha ohwell it was funky la for sure, stripping down the whole of singapore to find one shirt. that's like zai. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this yr i sat with my class! alright. power man my class. 15 outta 19 pple went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's time to let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/9083/dsc05943pi5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be a fool to mess with us. MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/5740/img4766ef6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the ballroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/8994/img4767tb4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those at THE table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/4554/img4786bn7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Auntie Chye Tin. (look at joel! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/7100/dsc00777bk0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. tuition buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/2640/dsc00776kb0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe more tuition buds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/7306/dsc05962wr3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is classic. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/6108/dsc05956vk2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/9127/dsc05949dr7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey the zai grp's tryin to take a photo! argh we know. you guys can't help but want to be in too. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/1188/prom034xi9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's zai. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/7503/img1289si2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first intake classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/8169/jcprom2007086eh7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one and only OG Twenty Nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind rewind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha let's see some other stuff right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/4907/dsc02157xf4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying out our clothes the day before. haha kanchiong spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/2949/dsc00101is7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the day itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/8136/weiqimabelandmedw1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's the three of us. and guess wad happened next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/4663/smugglersqv6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it became four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/8744/yvonnemabelandmeau4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shot is super funny, because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/4577/neo4to5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to mimic this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/8260/actcuteas9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all smiles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/4351/dsc02172sw9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to listen to some music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/3879/dsc02177gu5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's cold. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/570/christmastreeds3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the meritus christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i returned to the hotel to join my class again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/2117/dsc06005af6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the whole night was spent bursting in laughter. i'm covering my face laughing and chiewyong looks mad, actually jerome was sleepy that night. thats why he's hiding at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/6726/dsc06015dx1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is officially the funniest photo for the entire night. one looking like a baboon, and one looking at another thinking the curtains is a bolster. (luckily their faces are blurred, hope u guys can't recognize them! ... not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/1716/dsc05999ii8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving u guys with the most artistic photo for the night. cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that that's prom. haha. first time, prob won't be the last, surely spent loads of money and nevermind, the fun was worth it. thanks so much to my class for such a great time, and of course, thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; for the fantastically wonderful night. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING UP! More stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Liang visits the city that's truly Asia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus a bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Liang works at... (read to find out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Liang hosts a wedding?!?!?!?!?!? (i hear walls collapsing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. i sound like some celebrity blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah forget it yewliang. your blog's dead. so pls help revive it pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5687890528067117863?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5687890528067117863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5687890528067117863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5687890528067117863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5687890528067117863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/12/everything.html' title='EVERYTHING!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2375757881235700306</id><published>2007-12-11T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T05:13:47.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muacks and kisses!</title><content type='html'>hello darling! you're beside me now but i shy arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tell u here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!! =DDD (hope u like the maltesers!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2375757881235700306?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2375757881235700306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2375757881235700306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2375757881235700306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2375757881235700306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/12/muacks-and-kisses.html' title='muacks and kisses!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2805701350827094351</id><published>2007-12-02T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:35:07.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be first in my life too.</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER OVER OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and that's two years. heh. of mugging late into the night and struggling with red bull by your side. well actually i felt i didn't put in as much effort as i cld have but ohwells, let's not tread there shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, it's been party time people! haha let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day my exams ended, i went out for an OOOHGEEE lunch. haha. celebrating the twins' birthday. And then Mabel and i walked around everywhere a lil and soon i joined my class for a small outing. (see previous post for the neos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 22nd, a bit of magic occurred. haha i'm so glad it turned out well, i've been anticipating it for weeks! haha and thanks to my two instigators everything went smoothly and someone got the shock of her life. haha. ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's stop narrating. haha. quite retarded. don't think many people would be interested in knowing how i spent everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anycase, this whole monster is over. PHEW! it's not been easy to say the least, but somehow it was less stressful than the previous major one? dunno why also, probably different sch environment or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways thankfully the annual marshmellow (this yr no more) bbq 2 went off well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/9620/dsc02017xy4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING. =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2805701350827094351?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2805701350827094351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2805701350827094351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2805701350827094351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2805701350827094351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/12/be-first-in-my-life-too.html' title='be first in my life too.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2716473470410966767</id><published>2007-11-22T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:43:25.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one for the class :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one for the class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/5412/s230003td7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/7066/s230004iq3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/5366/s230005hi0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/9148/s230006mq1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img239.imageshack.us/img239/8694/s230007vo0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/1775/s230008ts8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/2378/s230009sk7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh and i mean THE class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2716473470410966767?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2716473470410966767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2716473470410966767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2716473470410966767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2716473470410966767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-for-class.html' title='one for the class :)'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6373154659414336775</id><published>2007-11-05T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T03:53:24.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacker pig</title><content type='html'>pig reporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really a slacking pig that lives in choa chu kang man. it's like the middle of A levels and i am here on my lappy at 3.36am watching videos of Takudzwa Ngwenya burning Bryan Habana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it could have equated to two chapters of econs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. or two hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this comes pretty late, but good luck to all u peeps out there doing this dreaded monster otherwise nicknamed A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, and all friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz my girlfriend. (you've destroyed the giant panther!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving u guys with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="267" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWtBTvCDjX4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWtBTvCDjX4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="267" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habana eats dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz, who could forget King KIMI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="267" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXzHCU7eStg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXzHCU7eStg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="267" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And McLaren bites dust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6373154659414336775?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6373154659414336775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6373154659414336775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6373154659414336775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6373154659414336775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/11/slacker-pig.html' title='slacker pig'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-985259797937434458</id><published>2007-10-12T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:18:39.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell?</title><content type='html'>In 2005, I arrived at Victors Superbowl one afternoon in May and i saw the flag of blue and white waving in the air.  It was the flag of St. Andrew's Junior College, and before I knew it, the DSA form was already submitted and there i was posted to this school in Potong Pasir Ave. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; 3rd January 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first day of school, and the beginning of orientation with OG29! What a crazy period of time, and the fun, joys, laughter and other happenings make it such a memorable event. Telleria was brilliant as a tribe, and the skit we performed was simply just excellent. Almost everyday we would go out to just anywhere on earth after school, be it Clara's house, Marina Square, Marina South, Gelare etc. and the friendships forged were certainly tremendous. The chilling sessions at Clara's place, Yvonne chasing Chester up and down the stairs, going bowling at Marina Square, eating steamboats and having barbecues, and so so much more funtimes. Let's have an og outing again soon sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/3972/002le8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/9964/p1070242he9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Keith's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/3112/027pi7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/4730/p1040231kt3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again at Keith's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; 2nd week of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my first intake CG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a class, i mean for just two short months i think so many things happened. It was really interesting the events that unfolded and I'm sure many of us will simply look back and have  a really good laugh at it. In any case, we certainly bonded really well despite the relative short period of time, and the whole time spent together was really truckloads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauhway sessions while playing the dot game, bowling and steamboat at Marina South, driving Ms. Ho nuts with our lameness, and so much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/1328/classla1.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 06S23, version 1.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/2011/heart2ma1.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know we love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/3718/jumpingqb6.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too high already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/7591/14hv5.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/4948/19wd9.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only pic where Iven's AA moments are not present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/5061/classcliquefm4.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply so fun-loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; 2nd intake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my second intake OG was almost identical to the first, which was brilliant! We just did the same old things over and over again, and outings again peaked at a feverish rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what really came out from this date was 06S23, the JAE one of course, and my class for two years. Needless to say we really ARE the best class (it is a fact!) and the so so many fun and excitement. 06S23, it's been a great journey, and I'm so glad i am an S23er and to have met all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many outings to East Coast, Sentosa, we even went bowling before and of course the countless movie sessions and simple short outings after school were so memorable. Service Learning, Saints Connect, Sporting season, and so many other school events we shared together was also unforgettable. Daily tutorial sessions, and lectures (first row summore!), and driving so many teachers mad such that they don't even wanna teach us anymore. Like our consistent inability to do physics. Funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the fun in class everyday will really be remembered for time to come. Those leliang tauhway nonsense and BJ and their couple seat, coffeeboy, massaging sessions, gambling dens, carromania, using our whole entire breaks (even if it is 1.5hrs or 2hrs) to eat and talk talk talk talk talk at the cafe, and just so much so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/7494/44235668zc0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ZOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/9107/servicelearning2006106hd4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service Learning - final product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/5066/servicelearning2006120ie7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poor guy here is about to get killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/9906/servicelearning2006157cg5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We regret his demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/5497/dsc01005mt4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/3010/brightergroupfotoqe1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five for Fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/8236/293036703f16be196a4oly8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/8564/hahahaax2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/4197/areyoukiddingmezu8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/122/dsc00180ju0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even our own breakwater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/6130/dsc00183uw4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circus act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/6743/339301329f5c9c88c59oqb8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annual Marshmallow Barbecue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; May 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a great feeling it was, hoisting that trophy up in the air. That feeling simply encompassed the months and months of endless training and teamwork. My journey with the SAJC Bowling Team has without a doubt been sensational, and I've been really honoured to be able to lead as the captain of the team. Again the friendships forged, and especially those carried over from our SJI days were tremendous, and there is no other CCA i could ever wish i was in. Actually till today, i still can't believe we did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/8267/p1011801dk6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/4963/kltrip094gq0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same venue, two sets of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img473.imageshack.us/img473/5628/sajcbowlngcamp2007dsc06ty0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 06/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/6785/sajcbowlngcamp2007dsc08ew0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/7096/sajcbowlngcamp2007dsc03su5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily no one suffocated man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/6744/saintsbowling2006xd8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maroon batch 05/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/2303/sadandhappyti2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrasting emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/1759/picture1031he5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At East Coast, where almost ALL of them stay except for me. Suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down a little &lt;&lt; &gt;&gt;&gt; 28th April 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my one and only, thank you so much for making my life in SAJC so beautiful. Right from the start you were always there, and you have always been, and that has really been a source of strength especially in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/682/dsc01117yg4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From friends to best friends to lovers, it has been an awesome journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/2937/dsc01139en1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together, I know our dreams will never die.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever, for you and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/4412/dsc01651qg8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may this only be the beginning of wads more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/4917/dsc01811sr6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're walkin' along the street, or you're at a party,&lt;br /&gt;Or else you're alone and then you suddenly dig,&lt;br /&gt;You're lookin' in someone's eyes, you suddenly realize,&lt;br /&gt;That this could be the start of something big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dining at Twenty-One and watching your diet,&lt;br /&gt;Declining a charlotte rousse, accepting a fig,&lt;br /&gt;Then out of the clear blue sky, it's suddenly gal and guy,&lt;br /&gt;And this could be the start of something big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an enriching two years. So much has been learnt, and you also learn that there is just so much so much more to learn. Truly amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-985259797937434458?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/985259797937434458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=985259797937434458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/985259797937434458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/985259797937434458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/10/farewell.html' title='Farewell?'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4141962816838618355</id><published>2007-09-17T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T03:27:30.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WT7jwPjBDlQ" width="300" height="247" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh man. i din even know it was on youtube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PRELIMS ARE GONNA BE OVER! STUDY HARD PEOPLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(It's only 40 choiced questions.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEBAM&lt;/span&gt;! are you seeing this? haha. this post's for you! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/4193/picture0381oq6.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/20432137-4141962816838618355?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4141962816838618355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4141962816838618355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4141962816838618355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4141962816838618355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/09/laugh.html' title='LAUGH.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8720455419475510925</id><published>2007-08-28T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:14:49.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims</title><content type='html'>OH BABY. PRELIMS ARE HERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img75.imageshack.us/img75/1737/dsc01724hq8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE NERDS ARE GONNA RULE! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everybody!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8720455419475510925?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8720455419475510925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8720455419475510925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8720455419475510925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8720455419475510925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/prelims.html' title='prelims'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8318233924506766355</id><published>2007-08-13T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:34:25.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;/strong&gt; by Mika.&lt;/p&gt; Do I attract you?&lt;br /&gt;Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too dirty?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too flirty?&lt;br /&gt;Do I like what you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be wholesome&lt;br /&gt;I could be loathsome&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me without making me try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I try a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;Ive gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help what you think?&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Putting my life on the brink&lt;br /&gt;Why don't yo like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Should I bend over?&lt;br /&gt;Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I try a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;Ive gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want to satisfy yourself&lt;br /&gt;But you only want what everybody else says you should want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8318233924506766355?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8318233924506766355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8318233924506766355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8318233924506766355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8318233924506766355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/grace-kelly.html' title='Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-963946606848273852</id><published>2007-08-02T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:05:46.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging once again.</title><content type='html'>I just took this simple 5 question no frills test. It's called the Happiness Test. Let's see how much i scored shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="results"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Satisfied&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People who score in this range like their lives and feel that things are going well. Of course your life is not perfect, but you feel that things are mostly good. Furthermore, just because you are satisfied does not mean you are complacent. In fact, growth and challenge might be part of the reason you are satisfied. For most people in this high-scoring range, life is enjoyable, and the major domains of life are going well - work or school, family, friends, leisure, and personal development. You can draw motivation from those areas of your life that you are dissatisfied with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not too bad issit? haha. go take it here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/happinessformula/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that pretty summarises my life at the moment. I'm sufficiently happy, and that's just perfect as it keeps my feet on the ground and prevents me from flying away. Yeah. Hopefully that translates to keeping me glued to my table too - i needa study for prelims you see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's blog. What's been happening in my life? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bad. Haha. I seemingly ran out of topics. Even before i started?!? Well there's definitely one thing, but let's save it from the face of this blog shall we? ;-) Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block tests 2. Yes it's far over. And surprisingly we're still doing the post-mortem of it. Epitome of efficiency. 52 rank points, but highest ever since ever, and i had a U for a H2 subject. So personally it was rather motivating, and at least now i know i'm working towards an achievable target and with fingers crossed i'll be able to sit down and study and study and study and by the end of it maybe we might see a "much more than satisfied" Yew Liang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there's that problem of physics. PHYSICS! However you look at it, i still cannot believe it is a subject meant for humans. hahaha or maybe it's just me? Now something to my classmates: i know we suck as a whole in this stupid subject, and even if our teacher ain't willing to help us we'll do sth and prove him wrong ok. I really feel like shoving an 'A' for physics up his face, but then i'm not that confident yet. yet. haha. again fingers crossed, we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my class, there was Learning Festival recently, and i think s23 is cool man. There was this damn popular course called "Behind the scenes at the zoo" which had like 35 limited slots? and my class took up 18 of the slots. haha. zai. we spammed the comp on thursday even before it opened and viola - we have a class outing! next i need pictures, could someone pls kindly send some to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the zoo, it was really fun. Sadly i couldn't stay for long, but hearing all the stories the rest tld me the next day, i think all of them had a hell of a time. esp. with wad baboons and racoons and flying monkeys and giant millipedes. wait let me correct that - ***ping baboons. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay smackdown's on my tv screen now. and edge is talking. i'll cya peeps soon. meanwhile the tagboard could help with some resuscitation. haha. you know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&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/20432137-963946606848273852?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/963946606848273852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=963946606848273852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/963946606848273852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/963946606848273852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/08/blogging-once-again.html' title='blogging once again.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3386560303588440712</id><published>2007-07-24T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:55:32.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class tee preview!</title><content type='html'>*drums roll...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*VOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM VOOM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Schumacher! Schumacher! He's chasing down Alonso for the chequered flag, it's the last lap! Last lap! Going to the final corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND WHO'S THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mysterious driver in a car labelled 23 has overtaken the Ferrari of Schumacher and world champion Alonso to take the chequered flag! What a finish!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img67.imageshack.us/img67/9438/23onmybloghf5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a photo finish right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's our class tee. Stylo eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3386560303588440712?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3386560303588440712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3386560303588440712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3386560303588440712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3386560303588440712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/class-tee-preview.html' title='Class tee preview!'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-202092014243948831</id><published>2007-07-17T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:56:51.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything once again.</title><content type='html'>it's not been a particularly exciting part of my life, but nevertheless, everyday's still worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-202092014243948831?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/202092014243948831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=202092014243948831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/202092014243948831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/202092014243948831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-once-again.html' title='everything once again.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7888628043988269380</id><published>2007-07-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T01:23:19.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time after time</title><content type='html'>wow. wad a long time since i had a proper post. and has it been eventful? definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, block tests two. Did i work hard for it? After all those sleepless nights, ever frustrating physics questions, mathematical calculations, economical deductions and historical evaluations, i would be tempted to say, well yes. i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no. i know i didn't. it was pressurising at times, or times aplenty, and often i did feel that push to go on and on and study all day. but i didn't do it. nope. nope nope nope. it was a poor preparation effort all round, and all i can say now i that it could have been that much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways that's all left to nothing. now's the time for the results to come back, and  so far got back one alr. and a half (for gp). haha. shall blog bout this another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i had a wonderful time last saturday, cos i went on holiday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img118.imageshack.us/img118/8295/dsc01529yt2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img65.imageshack.us/img65/9611/dsc01535rg8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All geared up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img118.imageshack.us/img118/6441/dsc01551kq2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it doesn't look that way, but that thing is small i tell you, haha and we climbed into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came out as snowmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/3756/dsc01552od8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of clothing is inversely proportional to the temperature in that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img65.imageshack.us/img65/6339/dsc01556ns6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;s&gt;frozen&lt;/s&gt; smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/8881/dsc01557kt7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day to remember - 07.07.07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7888628043988269380?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7888628043988269380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7888628043988269380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7888628043988269380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7888628043988269380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-after-time.html' title='time after time'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2283729846256039509</id><published>2007-07-01T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T04:00:20.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Let The Music Heal Your Soul"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if someone writes a song&lt;br /&gt;With a simple rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Just a song&lt;br /&gt;Where his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And if someone feels the same&lt;br /&gt;About this simple song&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and sometimes, you can hear them say&lt;br /&gt;music gives you happiness or sadness&lt;br /&gt;But it also, it also heals your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the music heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let the music take control&lt;br /&gt;Let the music give you the power to move any mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if someone plays piano&lt;br /&gt;With some simple chords&lt;br /&gt;Symbolic and endearing too&lt;br /&gt;And know if someone plays guitar&lt;br /&gt;With the old piano&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you can hear them sing&lt;br /&gt;Music gives you happiness or sadness&lt;br /&gt;But it also&lt;br /&gt;Also heals your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;Let the music heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let the music take control&lt;br /&gt;Let the music heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let the music heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let the music take control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so beautiful isn't it, music really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2283729846256039509?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2283729846256039509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2283729846256039509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2283729846256039509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2283729846256039509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-music-heal-your-soul-oh-if-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2866533075613309352</id><published>2007-06-21T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:42:49.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>famine camp</title><content type='html'>you know what. i still cannot believe i survived 30 hours without food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famine Camp 2007. what an experience. hilarious, stone, tiring, fulfilling, and hungry hungry hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter. as they say water is a hunger suppressant. and it sure was. at least for 30 hours. coz somehow i didn't exactly mind the hunger anymore after the first arduous 10 hours. my group was great, living in a country called Myanmar, and practically laughing our hearts out at every small little thing like mini louis or HIV / Aids. or maybe it was just the hunger cranking us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i just say i was hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first bite after fasting was simply heavenly, and this time i mean it. i just gobbled the first burger, and soon after the second burger disappeared down my throat in a flash. *Voom* and it's gone. reaching home i went to buy supper, and still ate more. monday was another eating festival. haha. and thankfully now my digestive system's back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt2? huh. wads dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but seriously. let's say the preparations could have been much much much better. but ohwell, at least maths is fun. physics simply sucks. but let's see wad happens shall we? good luck to all around for everything regarding bt2! it's time we sajc show them our academic calibre. ( i know glen's gonna say i've just wrongly asssumed that we do have academic calibre )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay study hard pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you feel helpless, you feel despair, and you feel like you wanna fly away, to a new dimension, to wherever the wind brings you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel helpless, don't feel despair. rest your soul on mine, and let me be the wind beneath your wings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2866533075613309352?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2866533075613309352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2866533075613309352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2866533075613309352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2866533075613309352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/famine-camp.html' title='famine camp'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3211837391218550989</id><published>2007-06-10T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T02:36:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you darling.</title><content type='html'>life has changed so dramatically, i could hardly stop and blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it kinda sad to know that you're just one of the thousands of students out there in the same age group as you, and maybe, just maybe you aren't as important as the world makes you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you still are. just maybe. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i have truly no idea why i keep thinking about all this. i think i lack a challenge in life. one that really keeps me going and my heart beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can safely say that there is something that is truly important in my life. one that i can wake up to every morning and look at my handphone and smile. and i can't help but know how blessed i am. &lt;em&gt;it feels like i'm knocking on heaven's door. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3211837391218550989?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3211837391218550989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3211837391218550989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3211837391218550989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3211837391218550989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-you-darling.html' title='i love you darling.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7197278547333884585</id><published>2007-06-02T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T00:58:30.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take my breath away</title><content type='html'>i've finally retired. haha. from bowling that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at least i can say - mission accomplished. congrats congrats congrats all round to everybody. and thanks guys for all the support. it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been six years of bowling. at the end of it all. i dunno man. dunno wad to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. life goes on. and on and on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7197278547333884585?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7197278547333884585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7197278547333884585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7197278547333884585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7197278547333884585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-my-breath-away.html' title='take my breath away'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6975087381666077999</id><published>2007-05-22T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T05:58:54.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after the second day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the title is finally within our sights! and yes we are finally living up to what we're made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to say, congrats Saints Bowling, to both the girls and the guys for putting up a tremendous fight even when everything just didn't seem to go their way. That focus and determination was more than impressive, and i'm sure it went some way to scaring the limbs out of our opponents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have no room for complacency, as the truth still is we've still gotta do more than they've gotta do. But by any means we certainly do know what we are capable of, and what we can achieve. So to the SAINTS BOWLING TEAM: Guys work work work work hard and keep working hard and harder and never stop. It's been a tremendous national schools thus far and let's make it an even better one. Up Saints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't fall sick in the process. So many pple have been downed by viruses already so please do not be the next one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i'm sick too. this sucks but ohwells i guess its punishment for not looking after my health. Adios pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6975087381666077999?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6975087381666077999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6975087381666077999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6975087381666077999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6975087381666077999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-second-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4263319818778400067</id><published>2007-05-20T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:43:28.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dunno.</title><content type='html'>the only thing i can do now is sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life you feel that everything that is happening to you in your life simply cannot stop sucking more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably this is one of those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4263319818778400067?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4263319818778400067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4263319818778400067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4263319818778400067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4263319818778400067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/dunno.html' title='dunno.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-1332896980574044448</id><published>2007-05-17T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T01:16:05.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the coolest time ever.</title><content type='html'>i didn't really intend on doing this, but i can't help it. that flow of thoughts is simply too immense to bear it all in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been, in every single way you look at it (be it upside down or inside out), simply tremendous. This whole journey, it has. Ever since secondary 1 in that fateful year where i somehow yearned to join bowling, even though that school administration simply had to restrain me with track and field, yet in the end they cannot do what they cannot force, and this was one of them. I ended up in ten-pin bowling, and now six years on, here is still where i stand. That same passion, and that same desire to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the circumstances are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to SAJC last year, was only for a reason. At least at that point in time, only one reason mattered, and that is bowling. Coming in as a DSA student, one that was pledged to bowling, it probably made me even more committed to this cause. And in any sense, it was this cause that i believed in before i made my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Overall Schools Championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I don't know how, but this is something i want to hold up so badly i could almost do anything for it. That desire within is so great that it takes more than words to explain. I remember in my sec 4 year, and all that decision had to be made about which school we wanted to go to and stuff, it finally took one thing to sway my mind and make a firm choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one afternoon, after bowling at the South Zone tournament that year. Vic pulled me aside and talked to me, and we discussed about the options open for us and everything else that mattered to it. And over lunch and one plate of chicken rice I made my choice. And only one thing mattered - that in SAJC the only singular thing we care about and go for is the overall schools' championship. It was team focus, or rather a focus as a team, that allows SAJC Bowling to strive forward and move. And it was a belief to this cause that i came here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i remember last year, the period of time when the captaincy was offered to me. It was a weird choice i would say, given the little bits and pieces everywhere that i knew would make the job a stressful one. Somehow rather, i changed my initial mindset and took up the job. One year on and pending my imminent stepping down, looking back on all that has been done, I certainly trust i began with the right frame of mind - that is to spread the belief and commit the team to the cause that we are here to become a team, to bowl as a team, and ultimately to win as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often people tell me that bowling's an individualistic game, where the teamwork is not important and other things along those lines. Indeed, most people would view it that way and I will not go out to say that they are wrong. From the surface, I will agree to that viewpoint. After all on first impression bowling is indeed an individual game. You bowl your own game, and if you bowl extremely well you win. That's the bottom line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad. Cause this is one of the most important things i have learnt from this game. Most sports like basketball or soccer rely on the ability of their teammates to coerce and formulate with theirs to bring everyone through. That imminent factor of working together is vital. But what i dare say is that such sports can do about otherwise, and thus it becomes so much easier as it would only serve to benefit everybody by doing so. Any other way would hardly ever work ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, in bowling, indeed you can survive on your own. You can go out there and bowl extremely well and win and win alone. Sure that is not a problem. But it is that ability to see through so much else and see the importance of bowling together as a team, not for your own self but for everyone else around you that separates the good from the better, and the better from the best. It is this quality that is voluntarily chosen to exist that makes it even more the impressive, and thus at the end of the day if people come up to you and say bowling's an individualistic game then you can just tell that person you have the most team-based vitality game in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been six years, six tiring years, six happening years, six exciting years. All that work and sweat and everything else comes down to this final one, a finale that is like no other. Personally it will be the most significant one of the six, having been given the honour of being the captain of the team, leading the team into this championship. It'll be hard, tiresome at times, but all I've gotta do now is to keep everybody on track, keep their minds and hearts intact, and goals as one. Also at the same time push them all towards achieving that little bit extra that just might allow us to reach the highest heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE TEAM: It's been brilliant, all of you are. Now it is time to transfer that onto the lanes and into pinfalls. I don't have much to say here really, all that has been said has already been said. Remember, always bowl as a team and work towards our team goals. And no prizes for guessing what that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a serious post. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was singles event! all that wait finally translated to this. wah i was a nervous wreck the previous night. thanks thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; for helping me cool. Did alright i guess. hmmm. now striving to do much better. and for everyone else too we gotta really strive harder to get where we wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the highlight of the day was probably the mechanics. goodness the whole alley must have been cursing and swearing at them. i can guarantee ya they're damn lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example. the right lane i was bowling at had no pins. ZERO pins set. meanwhile the left lane had a full rack. ALL TEN PINS. so i went to call the mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ER. HELLO. My lane there the pins never set."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH so need to reset ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following she comes to the pair of lanes i was bowling at. She stares at both lanes, then she asks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So which lane ar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm feeling so happy now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; should know why. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-1332896980574044448?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1332896980574044448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=1332896980574044448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1332896980574044448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/1332896980574044448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-coolest-time-ever.html' title='for the coolest time ever.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2222776114129901983</id><published>2007-05-12T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:39:40.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything in my life.</title><content type='html'>that was one hard lesson learned. and one hard lesson to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a stressful year. things roll by so quick even blinking an eye is too slow for us to catch up. of course laziness like always has played its factor, but not in the way this year has. events after evens. shocks after shocks. that emotional quota has just reached its major disequilibrium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies. they haven't been great, although that maths block test was definitely morale boosting. but on the downside physics is currently a phenomenon of a disaster and GP, history and economics are just so normal. That decision to retake chinese too haven't helped relieve the situation. the main thing i figure is really keeping up with all the homework in school at the very least, and subsequently with fingers crossed the hardworkingness will take over and everything else will take care of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling. 5 days to national schools. I have said it once, twice, thrice, and probably a gazillion times - we're going into win this and try our very very best. We know we can, and we never know until we give it our all, to realise our true potential. It has been a tremendous journey, from last year to this year, to the holiday intake to the january intake and also the march and april intakes. Most of us came in during different times, but nevertheless everyone was integral to the transformation of the team, and integral to the development of a team. KL trip was a major highlight, and through that and of course many many other times and also time itself, I think we have grown from a group of people to a true blue team, which is nothing more than I can ask for. So as we head towards this championships let us show the world what the Saints Bowling Team is made of, and make this entire journey worthwhile with a tremendous finish to end it all off. I'm excited, and I hope you guys are excited too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my personal life. everything has changed. admittedly i did not think of the effects such a question would bring, and certainly now i'm starting to feel it all. i certainly hope we didn't rush into this, but i don't think we did anyways, but i'm just concerned maybe the timing was not in any of our favour? or maybe cos pple have been talking too much to me. i don't know. nevertheless i've never had the lingering doubt in my mind that i want to change back time and i'm so glad that now i have this as part of my life. but we need to start managing time. for there's only 24 hrs a day. in all, i just don't want our studies to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when i love you, when nothing you do can change my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2222776114129901983?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2222776114129901983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2222776114129901983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2222776114129901983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2222776114129901983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything-in-my-life.html' title='everything in my life.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-4856012139880224660</id><published>2007-05-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:09:40.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiahiahia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/656/dsc01140ki6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chirp. chirp. chirp. chirp. chirp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to study like that? esp. when your classroom is at G101???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for most pple, their sources of distraction are counterstrike, pool, television... blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 06S23, it is that chirping bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i've developed a logical explanation for the bird. it mus be a fugly bird, coz it sends out so so many many mating calls and yet he/she can't find a partner! ALL DAY ALL NIGHT CHIRPING AWAY WITH NO REPLY!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i've got that chirping sound in my head. die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-4856012139880224660?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4856012139880224660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=4856012139880224660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4856012139880224660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/4856012139880224660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/hiahiahia.html' title='hiahiahia.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-91947694686689604</id><published>2007-05-05T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:21:38.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>i've been sleeping like a pig. a big fat pig. well i dunno - things have certainly evolved once again. i tot coming to jc was a turning point already but now i'm realising coming to j2 is another big big evolution from before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's put the sad stuff aside for the moment. other countries have spring summer autumn winter while in singapore we have the school sports season! bowling's in ard 2 weeks and its gonna be exciting, real exciting. undeniably we have a solid a chance for both championships and you know fingers crossed anything could just happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's sth i wld love to blog about though but shall not be doing that now. haha. you should know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-91947694686689604?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/91947694686689604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=91947694686689604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/91947694686689604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/91947694686689604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6835718871080249424</id><published>2007-04-29T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:45:13.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Less Lonely People In the World</title><content type='html'>The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf @ Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're walkin' along the street, or you're at a party,&lt;br /&gt;Or else you're alone and then you suddenly dig,&lt;br /&gt;You're lookin' in someone's eyes, you suddenly realize,&lt;br /&gt;That this could be the start of something big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dining at Twenty-One and watching your diet,&lt;br /&gt;Declining a charlotte rousse, accepting a fig,&lt;br /&gt;Then out of the clear blue sky, it's suddenly gal and guy,&lt;br /&gt;And this could be the start of something big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6835718871080249424?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6835718871080249424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6835718871080249424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6835718871080249424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6835718871080249424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/04/two-less-lonely-people-in-world.html' title='Two Less Lonely People In the World'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-822105765409338719</id><published>2007-04-27T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:29:25.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>i just hope everything turns out fine tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-822105765409338719?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/822105765409338719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=822105765409338719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/822105765409338719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/822105765409338719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/04/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-190112886288775309</id><published>2007-04-23T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T02:15:18.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long blog</title><content type='html'>wow i haven't been in here for a while. had abandoned my little hideout due to the crazy schoolwork and other funny stuff that keep going trying to force their way into the rhythm of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img240.imageshack.us/img240/5179/activezonehballcorezv6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just bought a new bowling ball! waha. Active Zone. cool man. i only paid $110 for a $330 ball. shiok. thanks to NUS. By any means the colour is beautiful and hopefully the reaction will be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunswick’s International Series&lt;/b&gt; has been developed specifically for  Asian markets using core and coverstock systems that provide Asian bowlers with  a range of equipment that matches up to typical Asian lane conditions. The looks  of International Series balls are also adapted to Asian tastes making the  International Series completely customized for Asian bowlers. Available only  through International Distributors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reaction  Characteristics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;Active Zone&lt;/b&gt; combines a Brand New coverstock  called &lt;b&gt;PK Traction - 6&lt;/b&gt; to the International Zone line and a proven Ultra  Low RG core system to break a New Hook Potential Limit. The Secret is in the PK  Traction coverstock. The PK Traction coverstock skids easily through the front  part of the lane, then responds quickly to the mid-lane and continues its strong  grip on the backend of the lane producing the Strongest Hooking International  Zone to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Response Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the International  Zone Coverstocks better we will be using a 1-10 number scale system after&lt;br /&gt;the coverstock name to describe &lt;b&gt;Response Time&lt;/b&gt;. Response Time is how  fast or slow the ball changes direction when it encounters friction. The Higher  the number the Faster the ball will change direction similar to Skid/Snap. The  Lower the number the Slower the ball will change direction similar to Smooth  Arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Utility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Out of the box&lt;/b&gt;: With its dull 800-grit wet  sand surface the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Active Zone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; matches up well on medium to oily  lane conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When shined&lt;/b&gt;: Using Brunswick’s &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Factory Finish  High Gloss Polish or Rough Buff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the total hooking action of the  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Active Zone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; can be reduced and the arc made more skid/snap.  Both  polishes reduce hooking action in the oil and increase reaction on dry  back-ends. The &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rough Buff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; provides a moderate amount of change and  the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;High Gloss Polish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a greater amount of change. To duplicate the  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rough Buff Factory Finish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; start with 220-grit on the ball surface  and apply the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rough Buff Polish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. To duplicate the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;High Gloss  Factory Finish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; start with 400-grit on the ball surface and apply the  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;High Gloss Polish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reaction Setup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  &lt;b&gt;Active Zone&lt;/b&gt; can be drilled using the standard drilling techniques  developed for two-piece balls, see the included drilling instructions for  reaction characteristics and layout details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling's taken on a new dimension recently, with what nationals and all that coming up. roll off on saturday was particularly bad, both for the team and for my own self. I hope our coaches are not all that disappointed, for i still keep my faith with the team. Anyhows, theres one more saturday to redeem ourselves. lets hope all goes well shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i've got that bowling rush in my blood all over again. let's hope something pays off this year. really all that can dream of is that overall schools championship. we're gonna fight. fight till we fall and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was particularly eventful. it was the once a year sports day, but this time, with a twist. kudos to the house comm for that - it was great thinking. for this year, we had none of the usual 100m, 200m, 400m etc etc etc. it was just interclass, and subsequently intra school. haha fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 23 combined with 28 and that got my hopes up high this year. heh. we're s238. or i was joking in the morning other pple are 183 club we can be 283 club. the run was nail biting till the very end, nervous nervous nervous, and it didn't help matters when i was at the very end, being the last runner. (felt like peeing all the way la!) good fight and due to some unforseen happenings we finished 2nd in the end. Definitely much more fulfilling than last year, but sadly we didn't make the top 16. but i'm sure we were quite close though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sports day most of us changed into our slippers shorts shirts tanktops blah blah and headed for EAST COAST PARK! muaha. fun day man. our class loves the beach. we even own our very own plot of land on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/1261/dsc00180di0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. that's our little plot of land at east coast park. jealous? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great day to slack around at the beach. and it was real cool. even had a little adventure which ended up in a road block and many many mosquito kisses on our legs. nevertheless it was really great to just take a break and do the things in life that relax your mind and bring you far far away from the many dreadful realities of it. love s23 man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/6812/dsc00183hp8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a movie, we had a pay-per-view event. now it's our very own delicate circus balancing act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img265.imageshack.us/img265/8748/dsc00174qe8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the wind brushing into our faces and the sand brushing up our feet. all except one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/7189/dsc00168lh4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were probably too dangerous that they had to lock us up. but apparently one monkey escaped. okay make that two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/7965/dsc00179sz9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/9774/dsc00166fd4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img265.imageshack.us/img265/7287/dsc00175bj8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks. bless the week ahead. really need a miracle to pull through. nights peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-190112886288775309?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/190112886288775309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=190112886288775309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/190112886288775309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/190112886288775309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-long-blog.html' title='long long blog'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6153647919434637436</id><published>2007-04-13T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:34:02.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw it man.</title><content type='html'>so that's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that work? all that effort? all that days and nights and long hours and sleepless nights with really zero sleep and returning back to school for another nightmarish day? all that meeting up and brainstorming and discussing and working your damn ass off and that's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i am amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for real. this is just hard. C C C C D. even one D. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? SO DID WE NOT WORK HARD ENOUGH? SO YOU CAN TELL ME ALL THE SUPPOSEDLY GOOD SCHOOLS CAN GET SO MANY As FLYING AROUND AND OUR SCHOOL CAN'T? WHERE'S THE REASONING MAN? WE DIDN'T WORK AS HARD? WE JUST SLACKED AROUND ALL DAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt that seriously. coz i know i didn't. i know my group didn't. and don't come tell me my group is all talk and no action coz i know we're not and i'm the leader of this grp and i know what my members put in and all that effort they made just for the sake of the betterment of the grp and u know wad im so darn proud of them coz we always moved in a positive direction. no matter wad obstacles occurred. we never once quarreled and we always ensured we worked together as a grp and put forward the best product possible we could have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet. all that. just for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck man. fuck this. fuck everything that has to be done with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my seniors tld me that PW is just a screwed up portion of our education syllabus. i chose not to believe them. maybe i shld have. nahh forget it. i know i wldn't have. it wld have been an utter letdown to my entire group. crap man. screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed. i still feel cheated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6153647919434637436?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6153647919434637436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6153647919434637436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6153647919434637436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6153647919434637436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/04/screw-it-man.html' title='screw it man.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-976741739609076362</id><published>2007-04-10T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:16:55.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hours</title><content type='html'>24 hours. 1440 minutes. 86400 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my daily dose of time is quite considerably insufficient. maybe more frequent intakes might do the trick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just heard this: time is for yourself to create. wonder who i heard it from. haha. nevertheless it holds pretty much every meaning there is in the world right now, for it finally still rests on my dreary shoulders, where everything started from, everything ends up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this passage on time and technology a few days back, and surely what we perceive to be a lack of time always translates to a complete illusion. so elusive this, that it can slip us everyday and continue to do so, leaving us without a trace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time. baby. time. where are you when i need you most?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-976741739609076362?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/976741739609076362/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-391207324405311507</id><published>2007-04-08T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T02:48:52.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>block tests 1</title><content type='html'>reminiscence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or a case of deja vu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like the latter huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;block tests one are in. and out almost certainly. screwed in other words. man it's been bad but ohwell like what we humans always do we always like to draw on the positives don't we. let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first paper back was like. a stunner. a stone cold stunner. plus a tombstone piledriver and it'll probably be a total knockout blow. save the steel chair though. einstein and his physics really kills. first got mcq back. 8/20. haha yeah. 40% ain't that bad. at least it's worth an S. second paper came in. this one's over 80 pts and it's divided into four questions. saw the number "10" on the first page and thought that was my mark for the first question. heh. apparently not. it was for the entire second paper. so brilliant. that's a U right there. first hit to the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second paper was math. a total dreamer. i mean. yeah it was more than i expected. haha. at least i proved i could do some things right with my studies. in general. it felt damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third paper back was history. 49 here. din expect much so yeah it just nicely hit the yewnism forecasts. yoong is rather crazy i realised. he seems to have  a downright influence on all us history students though. makes us study real hard for history even though it's only a h1. no wonder they got 60% distinctions last yr. so maybe he ain't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP. sad sad sad. disappointing. i shld be in remedial man. must send in a transfer request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs. this was like the steel chair to the head. total knockout blow. 1-2-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enuff of this. im just afraid for mi class as well. hopefully 19 is a small enuff number. we ain't wanna make it smaller. but we're quite off really. i mean. we always sit at the first row of lectures. that sure shows something eh? nvm. we're s23. we've made movies and pay-per-view events and surely A lvls ain't nothing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u. man u man u. disgusting. disgusted. you call that a defence? i think even watford's defence could have held better. gawd. disgusting. pay pple 29 million pounds just to see him put the ball in his own net. great. im sure the glazers were looking on their investments with gleaming eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling wise. haii. got lotsa work to do. with the team as well as personally. it's gonna require something big this year, and to be truly honestly frank we're not there as of yet. but that's as of yet. and of course there's still time to come. teamwork's the key. and this key is wad we're gonna use to unlock the path to our success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. F1 tml. its gonna be king kimi or masmerizing massa. alonso and hamilton can just go bang into each other. heh. nites pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-391207324405311507?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/391207324405311507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=391207324405311507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/391207324405311507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/391207324405311507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/04/block-tests-1.html' title='block tests 1'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8909561744374432284</id><published>2007-03-30T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T01:41:52.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where do i start?</title><content type='html'>glen's been telling me i should blog. haha. maybe i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long week. very eventful as well. i'm sure most pple know why. haha. it's really really funny in most senses and in its little ways it was quite a learning experience as well. haha. haven't done it since my sji days but in front of an even bigger crowd it was quite cool. funny though. can't shake this bad habit of mine. but thankfully my hands and mouth don't quite coordinate quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm retaking chinese. heh. even after reading lee wen thye's email. today had my first chinese lessons in countless numbers of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/5620/dsc00820iv2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means seeing him again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/1235/dsc01062yk2.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's his name by the way. saw this at KL and immediately the image of mr. kong acting cool riding his scooter came to my mind. so i snapped this with the staff inside the store staring at me wondering wad in the world i'm trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of lee wen thye, i think im gonna vote him for most hilarious teacher in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wad was on our physics notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variables to remain constant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape of the bob - A bob of a different shape will mean that the resistive force experienced by the bob will be different. A more streamlined bob (e.g. a sphere) would experience less resistive forces than less streamlined bob (e.g. a SpongeBob! Haha! :) ). This will affect the time taken for one complete oscillation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And subsequently he walked to the centre of the board and started singing the spongebob song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Are                    you ready kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Aye-aye                    Captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I                    can't hear you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Aye-Aye                    Captain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Oh!                    Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SpongeBob                    SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Absorbent                    and yellow and porous is he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SpongeBob                    SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If                    nautical nonsense be something you wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SpongeBob                    SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Then                    drop on the deck and flop like a fish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SpongeBob                    SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;EveryBody:                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SpongeBob                    SquarePants! SpongeBob SquarePants! SpongeBob SquarePants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Captain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SpongeBob....                    SquarePants! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/6515/spongebobsquarepantsme1.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure he's just smiling in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one of the many things that keep my class amused throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my class. s23 had our first ever kbox outing today. hehehe. after one year 3 months. i finally went to kbox with my classmates. well. in honest truth, it wasn't really a class outing, but more like a mini outing. hehe. four pple only. but it's good enough. for i guess we're the only four remaining in the class who truly listen to chinese songs. went with weiying annabel and lena. and boy was it funny. whenever we sang duets the guy would sing the girl's part while the girl would sing the guy's part. haha. and so much more. man feel great after 5 hours of singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. gotta sleep. long day tml. nites pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8909561744374432284?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8909561744374432284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8909561744374432284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8909561744374432284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8909561744374432284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-do-i-start.html' title='where do i start?'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-22139266785415891</id><published>2007-03-26T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:38:48.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything</title><content type='html'>everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is about to change. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i get my new timetable tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waha. exciting stuff. sonny tells me his school gave out new timetables already. and apparently four out of his five days are short days. those 12pm kind. nb. i can only wish mine's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. even more exciting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;block tests results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we're into the art of yewnism, we economists like to forecast things. one of them shall be our very own block tests results. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal projection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs - U&lt;br /&gt;physics - U&lt;br /&gt;maths - C or D?? haha. give a little hope.&lt;br /&gt;history - E&lt;br /&gt;GP - ??? unpredictable la this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's at best 20 pts. if chinese is included it'll give me 28 pts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i need an A or B for GP to escape MSP! waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which only means one thing: i'll probably have an MSP homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless i'm prepared. i just hope i don't suffer an incorrigibly horrible death like bob woolmer, very regretfully strangled to death. i'll probably just go mad and start jumping like a mad man and walk in best fit lines and end up in ward A at imh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or alternatively, i could just pick one of the HDB blocks in potong pasir. according to glen who is a native there he says some are pretty high up. who says chiam is useless? he provides us with avenues to escape our troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. rest is insufficient. time to catch up on my sleep. nites pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-22139266785415891?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/22139266785415891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=22139266785415891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/22139266785415891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/22139266785415891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything.html' title='everything'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8274804647695067997</id><published>2007-03-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:23:33.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keynes.</title><content type='html'>just that day i was talking bout yewnism and keynesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rumage through the super huge stack of notes i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find my set of keynesian notes. GONE! MISSING! VANISHED! DISAPPEARED! ERADICATED! ELIMINATED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and along with it goes my beloved multiplier notes which is a million times more detailed than what the sch gave coz i took time to compile it from wiki, sloman and pjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that my marks dun suffer the same fate tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good lots of luck to everybody still having papers to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8274804647695067997?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8274804647695067997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8274804647695067997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8274804647695067997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8274804647695067997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/keynes.html' title='keynes.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2981568580435625848</id><published>2007-03-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T01:33:34.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GENTLEMEN! START YOUR ENGINES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Beep.&lt;br /&gt;Beep.&lt;br /&gt;Beep.&lt;br /&gt;Beep.&lt;br /&gt;PHOOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOM........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THERE THEY GO! IT'S THE START OF THE FORMULA ONE SEASON IN 2007 AND WHAT A FLYING START IT IS! OH LOOK AT ALONSO TRYING TO ECLIPSE RAIKKONEN... AND AND... HE SKIDS THE CORNER AND OH! WHAT A CRASH. AND HE TAKES HAMILTON ALONG WITH HIM. MEANWHILE MASSA - OH THAT'S BRILLIANTLY SKILLFUL! HE EVADES SEVERAL CARS AT ONE SHOT AND THERE HE GOES THATS P2 FOR HIM. SO THAT'S THE TWO SCUDERIA FERRARIS RUNNING SIDE BY SIDE IN P1 AND P2."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. dream start. dream on yewliang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo it is the start of the formula one season 2007 and it promises to be one hell of a show this year. with king schumi gone the race is wide open for the successor to his crown. although young prodigy alonso is odds on favourite, he'll be faced with stiff competition from the ferraris of raikkonen and massa, and even his ex-team's kovalainen and fisichella won't let him off so easily. the BMWs of heidfeld and kubica could surprise as underdogs and sometimes money could buy you the world so never write off the toyotas of ralf and trulli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/2605/schumachergiantleapkq5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's something i think all of us are gonna miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes formula one surprises you. today certainly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/3376/hondaf1carqk7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the honda f1 car last year. not bad la hor. simple plain but nice classic design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the honda f1 car this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/4330/theearthcar2st1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. i call it the pangsai car. seriously. i thought when they were painting the car the paint bucket spilled over and since f1 cars are expensive they had no money to replace it so they just decided to run a fugly car. after all its the engine that matters right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the pangsai car and their two suay drivers who must have felt like puking while driving ended up 14th and 17th today. last yr they were almost always in the top 10. so there you go. who says looks don't matter? haha. surely they needa go for extreme makeover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay to give them some credit, it's supposedly some earth car. u know. those save-the-earth-al-gore-chlorofluorocarbons-kyoto-climate-ozone-layer kinda stuff? yeah. go visit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myearthdream.com/"&gt;www.myearthdream.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tomorrow's race is gonna be one hell of a crazy one. more commentaries soon! adios peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2981568580435625848?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2981568580435625848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2981568580435625848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2981568580435625848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2981568580435625848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/at-beginning.html' title='At the beginning.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3716624511349037678</id><published>2007-03-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T01:02:52.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspired.</title><content type='html'>John Maynard Keynes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me I am going insane. Last night (or is it today morning?) i was studying at west coast macs with sonny and suddenly i turned to him and asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does your school pronounce this? K-E-Y-N-E-S-I-A-N???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KAYYYYAAAANNNNEEEEXXXXIIIIIAAANNNN" was his answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect. our economics teachers can speak good English after all. not like we believe that though. Maybe this needs a change. a major upheaval. since even the pronunciation of the name of this whole economic system that we base our lives on is in ambiguity, a revolution ought to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yewnesian economics&lt;/span&gt; (pronounced)/ˈEuu-nee-sian/), also called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yewnism&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yewnesian Theory&lt;/span&gt;, is an economic theory based on the ideas of 21th century Singaporean economist Wong Yew Liang. Yewnesian economics promotes a mixed economy where both the state and the private sector play an important role. Yewnesian economics differs markedly from economics (economic theory based on the belief that markets and the private sector operate well on their own, without state intervention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Who says HELLO to a world of Yewnism?? (I sense a vote of confidence.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. i am going insane. Lack of sleep most probably. Last two nights slept at 6am and 8am respectively. Tonight's much better. Probably at 2am. That's good. My body clock might just be good to me and adjust back to normal. Normal enough for me to take my GP paper on monday and not fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. starbucks at bpp is a great place to study man. seriously. even though i had to study outdoors coz the indoors component of starbucks there was full, it was still damn good la. quite productive i think. but nothing's like west coast macs. esp at night when there is nobody around. brilliant ambiance la. like a five star hotel setting, only this time there's lotsa tables and chairs for u to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yd = C + I + G + (X - M)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay for the moment keynesian is king. i just hope that my marks can be like the multiplier effect, being inversely proportional to my marginal propensity to work hard, which is quite low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Liang's MPwh = 0.01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore Yew Liang's exam marks: 1 / 0.01 = 100!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. that's yewnesian for you, yew and U. just dun get Us for the BTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's your MPwh today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3716624511349037678?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3716624511349037678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3716624511349037678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3716624511349037678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3716624511349037678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/inspired.html' title='inspired.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-2856879611846083867</id><published>2007-03-15T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:39:27.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee mixed with red bull.</title><content type='html'>coffee mixed with red bull. wonder how that'll taste like. it could be pretty good for all you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a typical studying day for yewliang starts at 1pm in the afternoon, where he wakes up and ponders aloud how he wasted the entire morning. Oh yeah. To dream and recoup some energy in lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the early afternoons are usually hours used in vain, for all yewliang would do is look for food and more food and occasionally the tv if they're showing replays of last night's matches. it's the early &lt;s&gt;morning&lt;/s&gt; afternoon hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By late afternoon he would realise he's screwed for the day if he doesn't do anything. But usually the sun is so bright and piercing in his eyes that he feels like it ain't worth doing anything. So there goes - it's the late afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time he wakes up for a little shower and dinner, he would realise his day is screwed. So how to rescue his day? he either drinks one can of red bull, or one cup of coffee, or two cups of coffee, or sometimes one can of red bull and one cup of coffee, and mugs till the wee hours of the morning, when dawn breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the sun rises again, the rays pierce his eyes once more and he heads off for his favourite holiday. And the cycle repeats. Some people call it the circle of life. Yew Liang calls it the circle to screw up your grades, your lifestyle and your body clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/774/coffeesn3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/2521/redbullgd0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was slightly different. I was woken up at 1pm by two idiots called anuaar and zen who had to interfere with my slumber sleep. Haha. At least it prevented me from sleeping my afternoon away. Stupid arsenal and chelsea were playing last night and it made me do so much less than i could have. but then again if i didn't watch their matches i could have fallen asleep much earlier anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this world is freaking small. I freaking swear the world is freaking small. Crap. Crap. No shit man. This world is damn freaking small. And now Elysia is in all this. Hahahahaha. No shit man. This world is truly small beyond any of my acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is she the girl you don't like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. I swear. That is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a world of laughter&lt;br /&gt;A world of tears&lt;br /&gt;It's a world of hopes&lt;br /&gt;And a world of fears&lt;br /&gt;There's so much that we share&lt;br /&gt;That it's time we're aware&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just moon&lt;br /&gt;And one golden sun&lt;br /&gt;And a smile means Friendship to ev'ryone&lt;br /&gt;Though the mountains divide&lt;br /&gt;And the oceans are wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all&lt;br /&gt;It's a small, small world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-2856879611846083867?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2856879611846083867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=2856879611846083867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2856879611846083867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/2856879611846083867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/coffee-mixed-with-red-bull.html' title='coffee mixed with red bull.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3009990631249241994</id><published>2007-03-14T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:40:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE. DONE.</title><content type='html'>one day has passed since KL has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt alright. woke up late though. had to drag the heavy self through the blanket and mattress and finally onto two feet on solid parquet flooring. by then i was late. late for tuition. tuition on the first day back from KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully. so were the rest. even the owner of the house himself was pang-sai-ing. for real. so ended up watching six nations rugby on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thinking of the stuff that happened at KL. of the big things and the little things. of the fun stuff and the not so fun stuff. of the haves and could haves and should haves. good and bad. positive and negative. accomplished and not quite accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really funny angel/mortal. wah not teeth break oso kena headache sia. last yr was hilarious already. this yr was even worse. but there were definitely funnier couples. like cinderella, prince charming and their squabble over a pair of glass slippers. or even wilma and fred flinstone who all day only tried to look for who the other person's identity is. and definitely all the other funny couples who gave each other enough bathroom supplies to last for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and simply put, everything else was just fine. plus minus some. now im waiting for the pictures to arrive! somebody send pics please! your help would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites pple. time to mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3009990631249241994?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3009990631249241994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3009990631249241994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3009990631249241994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3009990631249241994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-done.html' title='THERE. DONE.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-858507251866349162</id><published>2007-03-13T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:23:04.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saints Bowling @ Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>Today, I lay down on my sofa with my laptop, the air-conditioning blowing into my face. Thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fulfilled. And certainly, my heart warms whenever i think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys. The success of it all was owed to you guys, and not to us. We're just glad we managed to lay the foundations of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img463.imageshack.us/img463/7226/petronastowerswm3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Petronas Towers. Hopefully our ambitions will soar even higher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-858507251866349162?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/858507251866349162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=858507251866349162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/858507251866349162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/858507251866349162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/saints-bowling-kuala-lumpur.html' title='Saints Bowling @ Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3196219802327421446</id><published>2007-03-05T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:18:51.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drunked</title><content type='html'>that was one weird night. first time experiencing it, hope it'll be my last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless. i need energy. lots of them. maybe i should drink red bull everyday. this week will be one hell of a tiring week with everything that goes on, in particular the bowling camp. now it's the start, and with fingers crossed everything will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note Chinese New Year is officially over - that's sad. heh no more ang paos. and gambling too. but it seems like my class can't stop the card games in school. and the peanut parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. man u beat liverpool. haha. lame match. we should have lost but then that's soccer. lol long live the champions! and the f1 season is starting soon too! two weeks time. just nice clash with my block tests. ah but wth. im gonna watch it. albert park, melbourne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3196219802327421446?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3196219802327421446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3196219802327421446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3196219802327421446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3196219802327421446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/03/drunked.html' title='drunked'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6127962502879013623</id><published>2007-02-25T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:46:09.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUS Open.</title><content type='html'>NUS Open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two days have been tremendously eventful, everything that has happened has been simply extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the j1s have for the first time participated in a tournament under the name of the Saints Bowling Team and i'm sure it has been a blast for all of them. Experience wise it would also have been enriching, for many of them would not have participated in a tournament with such an intense atmosphere where the cheering is neverending. Of course how to forget team bonding, where the constant interaction throughout two days forged common identities amongst all. Finally there was of course the prizes, and this is the very reason why team events are so important - for most people would be able to go home happy with some shiny biscuit. And thankfully that was definitely the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular to me the guys have shown their mettle - both teams managing to squeeze into the top three positions. And furthermore it was with highly impressive averages, winning many many teams from top schools. the potential was simply shining today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course not to forget the girls. the consistency was more than worthwhile for the gold, and of course over the past two days the cheering was impeccable. really really thankful for it and im sure the rest of the guys feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally what impressed me most was the way everyone bowled as a team, as team saints bowling, as team sajc. hopefully this tournament has laid a certain standard for our team, for the way we work and operate, and to use as our greatest weapon - not our skills, but our teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, this tournament has been really encouraging, and it came at a right time too. going into this my technical areas were very jia lat, and everything there just changed. went for a few trainings trying to correct everything, but they came with little success. thankfully somehow this tournament went well, and probably it gives me some direction as to what i wanna do in my bowling game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who cheered, those "ppp-ers" and the "oei-ers" and of course my team. haha hugely motivating. and certainly very very very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. bowling over. time to go finish some homework. adios pple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6127962502879013623?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6127962502879013623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6127962502879013623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6127962502879013623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6127962502879013623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/nus-open.html' title='NUS Open.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6170972475109744383</id><published>2007-02-22T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:49:30.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much money.</title><content type='html'>This is how rich SAJC is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img187.imageshack.us/img187/756/sajcsignsgz4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and read this: http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/06/datuknametoolon.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost laughed my stomach off during GP class. only thing was it was in the library and had to maintain my silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6170972475109744383?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6170972475109744383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6170972475109744383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6170972475109744383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6170972475109744383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/too-much-money.html' title='too much money.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8659519957758222169</id><published>2007-02-20T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T03:22:21.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work.</title><content type='html'>this blog certainly seems to be evolving into my whining paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the new year man and all i'm up at 3.20am now having work on my mind. homework. tests. bowling stuff. it's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tml morning i hafta be up early for ang's house. so there'll be lotsa catching up to do and with that hopefully my mind will be on friends, food and probably gambling and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more on CNY when i haf time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8659519957758222169?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8659519957758222169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8659519957758222169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8659519957758222169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8659519957758222169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/work.html' title='work.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-6705800927756442254</id><published>2007-02-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:13:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate collection day</title><content type='html'>i did say in my previous post that it is the festive season and no amount of hw or teacher's scoldings or wadeva stupid academic setback is gonna spoil the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that proved true today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a disastrous SPA by any measure, and this time there's definitely no source of error in measurement. did the worst thing i could do, or rather not able to do, and that is form the freaking equation. thinking back i still can't find out why i didn't manage to, when once knowing the answer u realise it is so easy. lee wen thye says its coz i slept during his class ytd, but i dun believe in that. sometimes life is fair, u lose some u gain some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but certainly i gained lots today. it was valentine's day, and love was in the air man. heard stories of pple confessing - there was one who went on his knees. wah seh exciting sia. my class too had lots of gifts exchanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it prob is valentine's day, but for us guys, it should be "Chocolate Collection Day". girls strut around with mountains of flowers and bouquets and all sorts of stuff on their two arms, while all the guys do is line their pockets with small chocolates. now i have one big pack of assorted chocolates on my table and sensing the up and coming CNY, and calculating the risk of falling sick, i doubt i'll touch it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks peeps for a great V day. and thank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; for a wonderful time. thoroughly enjoyed myself. =) alrights tml is total defence day. let's gear up for the propaganda. nites peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-6705800927756442254?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6705800927756442254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=6705800927756442254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6705800927756442254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/6705800927756442254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/chocolate-collection-day.html' title='chocolate collection day'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-3443589434186433549</id><published>2007-02-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:03:25.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trauma</title><content type='html'>other than that inconvenient event, there was one more that occurred on friday, and this is far more traumatizing than any carbon dioxide emission plant could bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the day of the o lvl results release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed. why am i traumatised by this? by any means that shld be last year and certainly nothing to do with me this year. but it was a certain group of j1s that made my heart almost break into two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was history test. and midway through it vibrations reverberated through my bag. but den all i could do was ignore it. anyways once that was done i opened the phone and tada. millions of missed calls and msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one. read read read. jia lat. jia lat. jia lat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end. all of them made it, albeit most only by the barest of points. and in between there was a scam to bluff me certain pple got 21 pts. wah lau. this kinda joke cannot any old how play one leh. it's like u bluff yer mum u failed PSLE she will faint one leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but from now on. J1s will have to undergo ten-pin bowling's very own mandatory study programme. hahaha YEAH MAN! great idea. muahaha. 20 hrs per week? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. it's valentine's week man. and so is chinese new year. 2 in 1? thats brilliant. and no amount of hw or scoldings from teachers or wadeva is gonna spoil my fun this festive season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS PARTAYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-3443589434186433549?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/3443589434186433549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=3443589434186433549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3443589434186433549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/3443589434186433549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/trauma.html' title='trauma'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-5175275641589933941</id><published>2007-02-11T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:57:17.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bowling</title><content type='html'>carbon dioxide emissions. mass floodings. glacier meltings. greenhouse gases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN INCONVENIENT TRUTH. indeed it was inconvenient for us. my class met up after our dreadful lessons (esp. history with that crazy test) ended on friday at half past three and we made our way down to vivocity. so it was already inconvenient in the sense that we had to practically rush our feet all the way down to harbourfront in such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought food. more food. and drinks. and certain nachos (damped) with cheese. finally we entered the cinema and to our immense horror we realised our class would be seated at the FIRST ROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah crap sia. super INCONVENIENT LA. once we saw the screen light up we were like "crap cannot see a crap sia" so we just all sat or in some cases lay down on the floor to get a better view. super inconvenient la. and there was no basic manners of "sorry for the inconvenience caused" signs around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. it was a major sleeping pill. highly effective i would say in putting us all off into lalaland. and the song during the credits was simply hilarious. the first two lines were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"have i been sleeping?"&lt;br /&gt;"i've been so still"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the producers understand their own films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways it was fun overall and my class had a great time. really. even with the unrelentless sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my juniors and their o lvls score. felt like blogging bout it now but nvm lets leave it for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-5175275641589933941?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5175275641589933941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=5175275641589933941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5175275641589933941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/5175275641589933941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/bowling.html' title='bowling'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8569284807665551877</id><published>2007-02-08T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:57:17.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>life this year has truly been a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bad news is - i still do not see the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's simply so much left to do that could make you wish that there were 40 hours in a day. or maybe make you wish you owned a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me now, academically and bowling wise, it is already filling my life to the brim. and factor in friends and family, time becomes of so much more value all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my juniors are gonna receive their o level results in two days, and i really do keep my fingers crossed that all of them will make it. so far i feel so proud that i can say i do have a cohesive batch of juniors that have impressed me with their level of maturity and thinking. so prob the best i can do now is to wish them all the luck in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling camp coming up is going to require crazy planning, and i really hope the exco will do a good job of this. one month left ain't a lot of time and it is ticking at an even faster rate than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. at least chinese new year is around the corner. im sure the massively festive mood will provide me some good old rest and take my mind off everything else that revolves around now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to start running...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8569284807665551877?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8569284807665551877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8569284807665551877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8569284807665551877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8569284807665551877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-8064934699947105530</id><published>2007-01-31T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:03:01.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R.I.P'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/705/hsuweilunwc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;許瑋倫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the most sultry and soulful actresses i have come across, she has always been able to portray youthful angst and deep down emotion in a simple, reflective yet mature way that brought so much meaning to us as an audience. at the same time that mysteriousness was always unsettling and for me at least it brought much inquisitiveness into the characters she played. in contrast, perhaps fittingly, and completely, was always a warm smile that could melt the hearts of whoever that saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spam emails, friendster bulletins, teachers' lectures, parents' dinner talks. we are always told about how fragile life is. how we should always cherish those around us. but when do we ever put what we think into real actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been revolutionary. if jc1 was different from sec 4, then jc2 is worlds apart. the way everyday has been is just different. interaction wise, learning wise, academical wise. what do you do when you know you've put in effort but just know that it is far from enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless. tml's cross country. so shall be a rest day i guess. looking forward to thailand sing match at night. can't wait for the atmosphere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars are shining bright tonight. till then - adios peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-8064934699947105530?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8064934699947105530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=8064934699947105530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8064934699947105530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/8064934699947105530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-of-most-sultry-and-soulful.html' title=''/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-392726465255657151</id><published>2007-01-28T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:55:00.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is driving me nuts.</title><content type='html'>this is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP AQ. (and after 3 hrs on it i still haven't been able to complete it)&lt;br /&gt;Physics tutorial 11&lt;br /&gt;Maths tutorial 3.5, 3.6, HCI paper.&lt;br /&gt;Economics countless of DRQs and Essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay admittedly some should have been done earlier and not now. but still the amount is crazy. and im really searching for time to finish all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's times like this i wished the world was just a tape recorder and i could just press stop and everything would stop moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think someone up there must have heard my plea and thankfully my tuition was just cancelled! wah that saves me like 5 hrs man. although obviously given my efficiency rate it'll only be like 2 hrs of that on real work, but nevertheless that is much better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happens to the other 3 hrs u might ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it's done on stuff like this. (blogging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was a blast. although certainly i was an outsider in their business but still i had no other option for my team comprised of mainly soccer idiots who might not even know that wayne rooney existed, much less noh alam shah. at least brandon went so that made us two sa idiots in a crowd of ac pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cheering from start till end, and i learnt so many anti-malaysian comments that could most probably last me for a lifetime. it was really plain hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the greedy us were kiasu enough to want good seats so we went in one and a half hours early and sit there and wait for the match to begin. it subsequently started raining and we did all sorts of mini inventions we could on the spot to keep out the water droplets. from thrash bags to the free nike posters given out, it was something that was simply instinctive of citizens living in a tropical country where rain was an everyday affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the nike executives sitting in those air conditioned boxes opposite us must have seen their blood boil when they saw wad we fans did to their free posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) tear them up into small pieces to make confetti to throw into the air whenever something even at the slightest significance occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) use them to block the rain and subsequently when one became too drenched for further service it would be squashed up, thrown in one corner behind the individual and then another new one would be put into service over our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) folding paper aeroplanes. this was the best really. all the varieties of paper aeroplanes learnt from our childhood kampong days all came flying through the air in an apparent attempt to tell those pple in yellow bumble bee jerseys to "go fly kite".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i recall seeing one aeroplane flying through the air real long with superb hangtime and hearing the crowds go "WOOO". hahaha he must have had a degree in folding paper planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i feel so patriotic in january.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-392726465255657151?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/392726465255657151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=392726465255657151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/392726465255657151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/392726465255657151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-driving-me-nuts.html' title='this is driving me nuts.'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-7893495025364600741</id><published>2007-01-22T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:57:05.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One Hundred Years - Five for Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 15 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Caught in between 10 and 20&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just dreamingC&lt;br /&gt;ounting the ways to where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 22 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;She feels better than ever&lt;br /&gt;And we're on fire&lt;br /&gt;Making our way back from Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to lose&lt;br /&gt;15, there's never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you only got 100 years to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 33 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Still the man, but you see I'm a they&lt;br /&gt;A kid on the way&lt;br /&gt;A family on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 45 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;The sea is high&lt;br /&gt;And I'm heading into a crisis&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the years of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy, Time to lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;Within a morning star&lt;br /&gt;15 I'm all right with you&lt;br /&gt;15, there's never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you only got 100 years to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half time goes by&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you’re wise&lt;br /&gt;Another blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;67 is gone&lt;br /&gt;The sun is getting high&lt;br /&gt;We're moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 99 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Dying for just another moment&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Counting the ways to where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;22 I feel her too&lt;br /&gt;33 you’re on your way&lt;br /&gt;Every day's a new day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to choose&lt;br /&gt;Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you only got 100 years to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is by five for fighting, which coincidentally happens to be my pw group, although we never wrote this song, but it is still our song coz we are five for fighting, but we never sang it but then it is by five for fighting but not by us. so are we five for fighting? yes we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not have 100 years to live if i don't finish my tutorials soon. nites pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7893495025364600741?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7893495025364600741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7893495025364600741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7893495025364600741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20432137/posts/default/7893495025364600741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/2007/01/100-years.html' title='100 years'/><author><name>Bamboo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10883520142247307388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20432137.post-1252551327211466681</id><published>2007-01-21T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:03:55.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>two days ago ah meng made us laugh so bad that we couldn't stop laughing even standing in front of ah meng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah meng needed to pull the projector screen down but all ah meng could do was to jump in vain and in vain again in an obviously futile attempt to reach the string that assists in pulling the projector screen downwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence ah meng needed to make use of one of ah meng's students to reach the projector string and pull the entire thing down. that *jump jump* from the physical self of ah meng was just one thing i'll rmbr for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae its tiring to bowl everyday. at least i'm glad i did alright at alumni bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios pple gonna koon liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-1252551327211466681?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1252551327211466681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=1252551327211466681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"rain's coming" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;world tour&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain rain go away. just go away please. and this i dun mean the singer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20432137-7493474276521202003?l=look-up-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://look-up-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7493474276521202003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20432137&amp;postID=7493474276521202003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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