<?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-14750396</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:34:43.337+08:00</updated><category term='w'/><category term='i'/><title type='text'>:::&gt;&gt;&gt;ScHoOl sUx!!!&lt;&lt;&lt;:::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>375</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7831137363414093595</id><published>2009-11-01T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:04:11.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not feeling that tired anymore..after that 15 hr sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ystd, when i came back home, i was terribly burnt out. When i boarded the bus, i was blur enough to use my matric card to tap the ezlink card reader. I tried tapping like 5 times, b4 the guy behind me, frustrated at waiting for me, told me i have to use the ezlink card instead of the tp matric card. Haha, damn paiseh. Yea, that was one of many of the blur toot stuff i did after the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On friday morning, i realised that i havent packed for the camp, and so i desperately and rushed through the packing. So engrossed i was that i forgot school started at 10 instead of 9am. i ended up taking a taxi just to reach school at 9.15 only to realise i could have saved $7, and slowly take my time with the bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school ended, went to T1 Carl's Junior, ate my first meal there and challenged Gary to  eating Jalepenos. I lost.. haha. Anw, after that i went to looking around for a mask. Ended up at the Toys r Us at TM and got convinced to buy this lame Bumblebee Mask for 4 dollars by my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back to school for the camp. Fast forward to night. After a tiring evening/night of the camp, blessed with torrential rain that almost killed the camp, Mr Tam brought us out to Jln Kayu for a midnight snack at 4am. The 8 of us miraculously squeezed into his small car all the way to Jalan Kayu. Over there, we ate and drank the terribly sweet coffee and tea, all at the expense of Mr Tam. just as we ate finished, the storm re-started, strandling us at the prata shop. In the end, we ended up playing lousy games and sabo-ing each other. For the period we were locked in, we had to suffer the continuous cold winds, the occasion water splatter and such that i almost came down with another flu bout. Anw, we took advantage of the 5 min drizzle before another round of rain to rush back to the car. This time round, Alina drove Mr Tam's car. All of us were afraid at first, cause this was her first time driving in 6 mths. Mr Tam must be mad to allow her to drive his car, a blind bet with no positive returns... All of us were afraid at first as she seemed extremely unsure about driving, receiving honks by the cars left right and centre. Cruising at 10km/h i finally cld not take it and slept the rest of the way back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sleep was less than 10 min i tink, but enough to provide me with barely sufficient energy. 2nd day of camp was even more exhausting, lots of running, and then teams were lost in TP, many went missing, problems arose went walkie talkie failed and then teams were out of communication. I had to run around the whole TP looking for them with the walkie talkie threatening to pull my shorts down. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end, everyting ended fine and alrite, the committee exhausted to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7831137363414093595?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7831137363414093595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7831137363414093595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7831137363414093595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7831137363414093595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-feeling-that-tired-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1266228698173259200</id><published>2009-10-24T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:47:08.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 week past. 1 eventful week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things happened this week, new tchers, new frens, new subjects, new past times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, the teachers. For some reason, there is only a single teacher in the entire teaching staff coaching my class this semester that has a decent level of english. My gosh! Its plain torture hearing them speak, much less teach us. And all the teaching staff have got hilarious personalities, raises the whole learning experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some new students joined our class, making our class no longer an all-boys class. But, sadly enough the girls are better off being boys than girls...haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALHF, the subject which i tot was extremely boring didnt turn out as i expected. In fact, its my current fav sub. The teachers are great and the subject is more of general knowledge and common sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poker! haha got a sudden infatuation with it. Afterall, it did bring me more lunch money than expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the club's organising lots of activities now, which makes me an extremely busy but happy man. Haha, in short, a great week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Murphy's Law: If there is anything can go wrong, it will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1266228698173259200?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1266228698173259200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1266228698173259200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1266228698173259200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1266228698173259200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-week-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5178279102575658253</id><published>2009-10-12T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:57:55.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things on my agenda..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Get as much rest as possible and to cure insomnia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Transpose  and learn Secondhand Serenade's 'Fall For You' in the A major key and C major key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Transpose and learn  Secondhand Serenade's 'Your Call' in the A major key and the original version.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully i will be able to pick up that amazing piano version of Your Call thats on Youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder how much i will achieve b4 sch start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5178279102575658253?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5178279102575658253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5178279102575658253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5178279102575658253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5178279102575658253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-on-my-agenda.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-178353807310716295</id><published>2009-10-11T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:58:11.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;When white clouds gather to shield me from the blazing sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;It only means that thunderstorms are soon to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;And even then, with the weather windy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;i will miss the warm glow of the sun upon my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Schools starting in like 34 hours... damn sian rite now. Hate this feeling of starting school. Coz its like new subjects, and then theres this fear of the subjects being insanely difficult. Last sem was abit of a let down for me. Shld have worked harder. SHldnt have screwed my one and only project. that way maybe i could have been within the top 10%. Anw, i'll be having 6 new classmates. 3 girls, 3 guys. Hopefully, their not china freaks. Competitions enuf and i seriously hate those type of cheena students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at my timetable, i am frightened already. Not only is it packed, the new subjects look utterly terrifying. I've got &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problem solving and Process Skills-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be a maneagable subject. Provided the problems arent difficult or troublesome to an extend im lazy to do it. Process wise..gotta work on it. Im poor at following instructions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basic Aerodynamics-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...i have no idea what the diff between this and Fundamentals of Aeronautical Science is. The latter is a hated subject..gave me my only C+ and thats the subject with the bastard project. Hopefully the Basic Aerodynamics isnt as difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digital Fundamentals 2-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With it getting more and more complicated at the end of last sem, i predict im gonna have some trouble with it this sem. Better not sleep in the lecture anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aviation Legislation and Human Factors-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAWS! AVIATION LAWS! Haha! Just the name of it is making me sleep. Wonder how i will fare in this subject. Think i will be falling asleep most of the lectures and tutorials. Jialat! I think this needs tonnes of memorising..oh gosh. Well, but i tink it would be the subject that would help me be within the top 10% again. HOPEFULLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engineering Mathematics 2-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shldnt be a problem for me. But its a terrifying subject. Intergration and Differentiation. I rmb struggling alot with it last yr. But surprisingly, its less heavy-going compared to Engineering Mathematics 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Electronic Devices and Circuits-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I predict its a complicating subject. Like Digital Fundamentals. Makes u go round and round, slaps you left right up down, spins you round and round again, and then asks u to recite the value of pi to the 7th decimal. Smtg like dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Care Group Interaction-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! Sound so..kiddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My CDS: Entrepreneurship Project 1: Interdisciplicary Approach.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds awfully boring, dosent it? Sofar i only know of 1 person whose attending it with me, and i barely talk to her. Everyone else is taking up jap, french...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special Project 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The course structure at the website says im suppose to take this in Year 3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it seems like im the only person who has this subject...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully achievable resolution:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To study hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To not sleep in classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To not be lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And be in top 10%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S The first 3 resolutions looks almost un-achievable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-178353807310716295?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/178353807310716295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=178353807310716295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/178353807310716295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/178353807310716295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-white-clouds-gather-to-shield-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5609290656927799353</id><published>2009-10-09T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:27:25.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... You spend the majority of your time in an 8x10 cell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You spend most of your time in a 6x8 cubicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... You get three meals a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You only get a break for 1 meal and you have to pay for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... You get time off for good behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You get rewarded for good behavior with more work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... A guard locks and unlocks all the doors for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You must carry around a security card and unlock and open all the doors yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... You can watch TV and play games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You get fired for watching TV and playing games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... You get your own toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You have to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... They allow your family and friends to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You cannot even speak to your family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN PRISON... All expenses are paid by tax payers with no work required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT WORK... You get to pay all the expenses to go to work and then they deduct taxes from your salary to pay for prisoners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5609290656927799353?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5609290656927799353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5609290656927799353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5609290656927799353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5609290656927799353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-prison.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7475545795092803896</id><published>2009-09-30T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:28:07.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Edited the last post, now it sounds totally sensible. Been quite a long while since i wrote an emotic post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, busy schedule ahead. Work on wed, camp on thur and fri, parties on sat. trip on sunday to thur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And december is simply disastrous. 2 very probable chalets, 2 christmas parties, 1 exam, 2 camps, 1 school event. No idea how it will churn out. But POSITIVE THINKING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kk done ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7475545795092803896?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7475545795092803896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7475545795092803896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7475545795092803896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7475545795092803896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/edited-last-post-now-it-sounds-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8783791482370263371</id><published>2009-09-28T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:23:37.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Thinking it through~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought it was over it,&lt;div&gt;That it was a thing of the past, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That i have gone on with life without it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How wrong i was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its coming back to haunt me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more i try to pull out, the more illogical it gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet if i let it be, let nature take course, the more regrets i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regrets about what could have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regrets about what i should have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regrets that it passed by like nothing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though it matters not now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That there are many regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not have it any other way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For it made me who i am, who i will be and who i should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so the question,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should i let it slide, and live on with life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or should i salvage what remains, and change my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8783791482370263371?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8783791482370263371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8783791482370263371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8783791482370263371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8783791482370263371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-thought-i-was-over-it-that-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2425058376831973551</id><published>2009-09-28T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:59:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk just did the dumbest thing ever by erasing my old template. now i just lost all my contacts...damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2425058376831973551?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2425058376831973551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2425058376831973551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2425058376831973551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2425058376831973551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/kk-just-did-dumbest-thing-ever-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7373175768387969825</id><published>2009-09-24T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:47:18.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an interview today for the TP scholarship, which i thought was long beyond my reach. If this scholarship pulls through for me, then i can kick that SAF one out of the way!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, but i have to say that i was really really very lucky. The guy who was suppose to inform me of the interview cldnt reach me. He called  handphone for about 6 times over the past week. But for the strangest of reasons, i was never by my phone when he called. And each time i called back, he wasnt there... worse still, he mistook the - in between the braks and put and _. Well, i dun tink there will be another crazy dude to have an email of brak_brak@hotmail.com. Haha, lucky thing there. Anyway, i finally answered his call just b4 work ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the interview, today was hilarious. I entered the registrars' (sp) office and wanted to ring the bell when to my left, were like atleast 15 eager beavers for the interview, all staring at me when i appeared..scary. All of them were dressed to the teeth for the interview, long sleeve long pants tie nice-y leather shoes etc etc.. and i was there in shorts with a t shirt. haha, looked superbly out of place there. Anw, saw Audy at the interview to. She went in b4 me, and when she came out, she was making the funny faces at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohya, one more thing to add. its about the astons ppl. Winston is one hopeless idiot at second guessing ppl's personal life...gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7373175768387969825?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7373175768387969825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7373175768387969825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7373175768387969825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7373175768387969825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-interview-today-for-tp.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6203102903469009143</id><published>2009-09-14T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:34:37.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; SUPER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;POWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;              RYAN!!! woohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;haha. Even i amazed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Worked one whole day on friday and despite being tired and all, still rushed over to Ade's house to stay over. Stayed awake almost all night playing Godzilla on her x-box console. After that slept on her cold hard floor for about 1-2 hours? For some reason, i like sleeping on floors...wierd habit of me. But anw, i woke up being all hyper and all and started watching America's next top model. It was my first time watching it, and i found it quite interesting. Espiecially big-eyed Alison. 0_0. Haha damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Then cause i was lazy to go down for breakfast, ade's mum was nice enuf to prepare breakfast for us. Ate one mini peanut pancake and had a half-boiled egg with an extremely sweet English Breakfast Tea. That was most probably the reason why i didnt feel tired or hungry for 7 hrs...amazing huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Pretty much amazed at my energy and non-hungriness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6203102903469009143?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6203102903469009143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6203102903469009143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6203102903469009143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6203102903469009143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/super-power-ryan-woohoo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5935062903855781701</id><published>2009-09-09T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T02:18:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty long since i posted random stuff...so heres one:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SqafoM3_8xI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3VBDW1jsbMg/s1600-h/women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SqafoM3_8xI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3VBDW1jsbMg/s320/women.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379162317940323090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, saw this while i surfing online. Mathematically correct so have to be correct, agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5935062903855781701?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5935062903855781701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5935062903855781701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5935062903855781701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5935062903855781701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/pretty-long-since-i-posted-random-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SqafoM3_8xI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3VBDW1jsbMg/s72-c/women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6462255934375578128</id><published>2009-09-04T00:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:43:53.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Been out for like almost everyday since exam ended, with the exception of sunday and monday. On top of that, been sleeping for more or less 4-5 hours of sleep each nite due to some idiotic bio-clock that wakes me up automatically at 9am.... As a result of that, a very shag, very dopey and very blur ryan is borned. Haiz still must rush a proposal which was due like few hours ago. Haiz. Damn dumb. Shldnt proposals be under the Secreteries job? How the hell did it end up my responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Anw, just now went to watch the totally awesome, totally cool, totally gory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Final Destination IN 3D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; Haha it was freaking awesome in 3D. The only drawback for me was the 3d glasses, which was awkwardly made. Gave me and my specs lots of problems during the show. The specs itself was kind of blur too.. abit of a pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;After that we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Flight Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; Haha, another totally awesome ride. The cockpit was so cool. With all the switches, latches, buttons and gears, i was freaking tempted to push everything there. Took me an enormous effort to remind me im 17, not some little kid. That sort of prevented me from making a monkey out of myself. Co-pilots job was pretty boring, but pilot was a total different story. Haha, my round around Changi Airport is beyond words. The way the jet plane hummed, the way the lift off was carried out, the way the engines purred each time i  moved the throttle, WHOO!!! But the landing cld certainly improve, haha jumpy landing. Probably the 3rd best there. Alfred's landing is a motion-sickness-seller's dream pilot. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Ystd tried tennis. I may have a certain flair for that sport...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Well, off the rush the proposal now, then off to sleep to rest this aching and tired body of mine for work tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6462255934375578128?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6462255934375578128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6462255934375578128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6462255934375578128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6462255934375578128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-out-for-like-almost-everyday-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-9091775361327270725</id><published>2009-08-30T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:07:38.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande'"&gt;Hahaha! Not been blogging for a long time ready..ITS TIME I SHALL!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', fantasy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;Recent things first...so that means &lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#33CC00"&gt;ASTON.NS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ~ &lt;i&gt;The Spies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6600"&gt;On the 27, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6600"&gt;Met at NLB outside to decorate the cards. Sylvia had a horrendous time at writing the N for Sanjay. Lol, it was utterly inproportional. Anw, just as we deco-ed finish, we went to Iluma and found the perfect blind spot to spring the surprise. Seriously, who wld have thought of using that place to surprise ppl..my gosh. Totally makeshift and unglam and everything, but totally effective. Then we took the humongously long escalator to the 4th floor and started simulating the actual surprise. Rehearsed like 6-7 times? Thank god we are still young and anything can be blamed on 'youthful energy'. If we were old folks or working adults, then we would have been labelled as seniles. Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6600"&gt;Went on to buy a cake and settled dinner at some sub-branch of Billy Bombers, because they had a one-for-one...even then, the bill came up quite high. Anw, i ordered the mixed grill and didnt know what the fuss was over the egg. I mean it was just AN EGG. A FREAKING EGG. An egg that dosent cost more than 30c? The 3 ladies there were all pitying the egg rather than have their attention focused on me..how sad rite?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF6600" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#3333FF"&gt;On the 28, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#3333FF" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;Honestly thought i wld be late but ended up on the same bus with hj, syl and suzzane. We rehearsed abit and decided to  prepare for the BIG SURPRISE! however, turned out Sanjay was still sleeping and really threw a wrench in our plans. Kudos to adee for being able to delay and stall clover for like and hour plus. Amazing job done! We sprang the surprise and went to EMPIRE STATE at Iluma 4th floor. Ate half a chicken there. Lol, i am usually the one who shld be able to eat it clean, but the chef gave me a difficult chicken, that was the main reason why HJ's chicken looked so much nicer after shes done with it than mine. Once again, everyone commented on my ruthless manner of eating. Hiaz, it was just a chicken, a stage that comes after egg...gosh! Hmm, im beginning to wonder if its all sylvia's evil plan on getting me to choke on a chicken...lol. Anw, Adee surprised me by eating so much. my gosh, shes like ahungry wolf, attacking everyone..scary girl. We played truth or dare and that bloody hj was as usual...evil. I got picked to go to the restaurant entrance and shout 'i love empire state'...abit lame.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#3333FF" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#3333FF" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;Kk, so after that we went to hang out at the arcade where we paid $5 for this 3D show, where thank god they were screening &lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FF0000"&gt;'THE ROOM'. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The others were like some kiddy dinosaur or fish show, which wld be a total waste of money. Everyone shld go watch it. Freaking scary 3d show.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#3333FF" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#3333FF" face="'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy"&gt;Lol, we &lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#33CC00"&gt;ASTON.NS &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: normal; "&gt;are full of super creativity and incredible adaptibility. We managed to turn a boring pair of escalators into a perfect spot to spring a surprise and turn a stinking, creepy old loading/unloading bay into a great spot to take photos...u say leh, pro or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-9091775361327270725?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/9091775361327270725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=9091775361327270725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/9091775361327270725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/9091775361327270725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahaha-not-been-blogging-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1538160271194341199</id><published>2009-08-12T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:03:52.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok theres seriously smtg wrong with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick, i ate 4 drowsiness-inducing medicines, i slept at 3am. Hence, im obviously dead tired. But, i just cant freaking sleep. I ended up waking at 8am. Has been happening for 2 consecutive days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips to get MC:&lt;br /&gt;1) Have me cough at ur face.&lt;br /&gt;2) Go back and allow the aircon/fan blow ur stomach&lt;br /&gt;3) Go see a crappy lousy doctor&lt;br /&gt;4) Take deep long and short breaths when the doctor is 'listening to ur chest'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4 is to make the doctor think that u have shortness of breath and that u have difficulty breathing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1538160271194341199?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1538160271194341199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1538160271194341199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1538160271194341199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1538160271194341199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-theres-seriously-smtg-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8630670560046503312</id><published>2009-08-08T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:41:07.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ystd was really a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 1:&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6.30am for no apparent reason, making me lose much needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 2: &lt;br /&gt;The must either be smtg wrong with my eyes or my clock, coz i reached school at like 8.15 when class starts at nine.&lt;br /&gt;That means i must have left the house at like 7.30..first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 3:&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot there was a presentation to be done, and forgot to wear collar shirts. I panicked, cause no one had an extra shirt. In the end, have to trouble Jas to bring a shirt for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 4:&lt;br /&gt;During CKT lesson, the teacher suddenly flared like a firework and ended the lesson half an hour earlier. Warning us not to piss him off ever again or he will stop teaching. First time seeing him angry. Hes usually the happy and cheerful type. Major shocker. Not even the grumpy old lecturers got that angry with us ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 5: &lt;br /&gt;My thumbdrive decided to cock up and fail on me during presentation. When i finally got the slides up, all the pictures were covering the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 6:&lt;br /&gt;Went to play pool, freaking packed. Went to play bowling, also packed. Went to play LAN, also packed. In the end wasted about 1hr+ waiting. Ohya, the freaking Tampines Safra was so filled with smoke, i tink i got a sore throat just breathing in the air there..like wth. My sinus is back too cause of that. Damn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 7:&lt;br /&gt;I left my Macbook charger in school and cnt be retrieved until tuesday. Now using this super slow comp. Cant even multitask anymore. Haiz, should be a long and boring weekend up ahead of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8630670560046503312?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8630670560046503312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8630670560046503312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8630670560046503312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8630670560046503312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/08/ystd-was-really-bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5155204817252063796</id><published>2009-08-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:58:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Death can come is such sudden ways, when one least expects it. &lt;br /&gt;Especially if it happens on ur daily route to work.&lt;br /&gt;It is so sad when that actually happens.&lt;br /&gt;To be killed by a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many deaths this year.&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Sir Bobby Robson&lt;br /&gt;My Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a good year so in terms of losing people and things.&lt;br /&gt;Tread life carefully my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5155204817252063796?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5155204817252063796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5155204817252063796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5155204817252063796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5155204817252063796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-can-come-is-such-sudden-ways-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2074304683008673387</id><published>2009-08-01T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:39:13.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so most of my quizzes has ended, leaving only my maths quiz on tue, which shld be a breeze. And once again, my carelessness have cost me alot. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i was selected to have tea with the President of the ICAO. He is like the king of the aviation world. ICAO stands for International Civil Aviation Organisation, and if im not wrong, i tink is under UN or working with the UN. Anyway, in the aviation world, his word is law. He sets the rules and regulations, approves of aircraft parts and designs, sets standards and map out international air routes. All in all, he is some big shot guy. But somehow, i have no idea why i am so not interested in it. From what i heard, not many people in the aviation world can meet him face to face and have tea with him. In other words, its an utmost honour to have hi request to meet us. But anw, during the training ystd, it was freaking boring. Apart from the dress code, content of conversatoin covered etc, we also have to call him 'Your Excellency'. I gave a very exaggerated OMG when i heard it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, ive been having tons of white hair. I cant find the cause of it. Its not like im depressed, or stressed. Apart from the 'no girls' class, life is like a breeze... It cant be im stressed cause the modules and classes are so senang. I feel like im the most free man on earth ah. Barely 4 pieces of absolutely simple worksheet to do each week, life cant get any better than this. Then i thought, maybe im nt having enuf sleep at night..but when i tink tru, i compensate the lack of sleep by sleeping in class. So that ultimately means that i shldnt be having white hair...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2074304683008673387?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2074304683008673387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2074304683008673387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2074304683008673387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2074304683008673387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-most-of-my-quizzes-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1577845479680630606</id><published>2009-07-28T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:29:43.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Gary: Pass me the pepper sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Adeline: Im a bust woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hui juan: To estimate how rich a teacher is, is to see the number of notes she/he give out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Xiang abit sad ah..wan find my blog cnt find. Always tio suan every tue and thur... wan suan me also unsuccessful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqib: U HAVENT BUY! buy redi pass me to pass her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: Sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ace: enuf para le bah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1577845479680630606?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1577845479680630606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1577845479680630606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1577845479680630606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1577845479680630606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/07/quote-of-day-huixiang-i-didnt-study-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1384615141632021422</id><published>2009-07-16T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:40:06.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days have been quite hilarious. The class is simply too comical, and teachers reactions always are the very funny ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today during Dfund, Audy offered me some sweet. I think the brand is 'Froze'  or smtg, not very sure. But its in a box like clorets. It was sort of sudden, but nvm. So anw, i took the box, and took out a pellet for me to eat. Then my classmate(sitting quite far away from me, at the back) see redi, then want. So i ask audy if can pass to my classmate. (note the singularity). So i passed to my classmate, and turned arnd to thank audy. When i turn back to take back the box, the scene i saw was ironically hilarious. It was like a scene out of some predatorS v prey movie. One whole bunch of people crowding my fren, pushing, squeezing, some standing on chairs, some stretching across a few seats until i tink they grew a cm or two. Total chaos.&lt;br /&gt;Then i shouted (just as the lecture was abt to start), and very loudly 'scolded' them that it was my friends' sweet, not mine. They stood there stunned. Some abit slow, still rush for the sweet. Then i shouted across the lecture theatre again that it was my friend's, then pointed to my friend(who was a girl, and also sitted beside this quite chio girl). Some of them guiltily looking at the sweet pellet in their hands, some were embarrassed for popping the sweet into the mouths redi. I think they very paiseh, coz the next second, those who had the sweet in their hands, quickly put the sweet back into the box, those with the sweet in the mouth just hid their face behind books. &lt;br /&gt;My friends around me were bursting in laughter. Then one of them shouted that since they take redi, shldnt put back. Haha, then my friends at the back were scrambling to get back the sweet in the box. In the end, when Audy got back her 'Froze', it was from a nearly full, to a box left with 1 sweet. Haha. i was like freaking paiseh, cause i caused her sweets to be gone. But not so much to those at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. All these happened in the lecture theatre, while the lecturer was there, about the start the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Class full of guys is a fun class full of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry audy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1384615141632021422?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1384615141632021422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1384615141632021422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1384615141632021422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1384615141632021422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-few-days-have-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7786015241637129165</id><published>2009-07-11T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:12:51.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOOO!!! i am soo THE MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, so since the holidays ended and school started, i have been slacking alot. Slacking such as, sleeping in class, listening to music during lecture, reading story books during lectures and tutorials etc etc. My notes were basically blank as a result. And at home, i was disturbing others and watching videos such as 'Chick vs Dick' (which is highly entertaining, i recommend u to watch) coz i was bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of all these slacking, i was falling way behind my work. I did not know most of the topics of all my subjects. Espiecially DFund, where although it is basically just 1 or 0, they make u go round loops and circles until ur confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had intended to attend the free Peer Tutoring Programme where i can get assistance today afternoon. But my class went SAFRA to play pool. I played, played, played and totally forgot to go the Peer Tutoring Programme thingy. In the end, i just filled up my blank notes, and went home to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result: TADA! i managed to catch up to where the teacher stopped for about 2 subjects. Haha pro rite? All on my own. In fact, i went beyond where the teacher stopped. And when i did all the tutorials i owed, i got all of them correct! Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i still restate my stand in saying that lecturers and teachers are just extras..not very needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHya btw, i need to learn how to play dirty in pool. And to stop being so honest in admitting my fouls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7786015241637129165?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7786015241637129165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7786015241637129165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7786015241637129165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7786015241637129165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/07/woohooo-i-am-soo-man-kk-so-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-447737365158028561</id><published>2009-07-07T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:54:54.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah. Its been one hell of a long time since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so updating on the most recent things in my life, Once again, i got a v bad haircut. Dunno why, it seems im never bless with good haircuts. I tink im forced to believe theres this 'hairstylists' society out to get me for sm reason. Anyway, ystd was the 2nd time in my life that i ever styled my hair. So far no negative comments. Maybe i will keep styling my hair from now on. Then again, it is a very troublesome affair...haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, some stuff you should take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.intmath.com/Trigonometric-graphs/Biorhythm-graphs.php&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting. It calculates ur lucky and unlucky days, days where u will be smart, intellectual or emotional, using sine graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeline's desperately trying to drag me to hell, but...oh, she cant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-447737365158028561?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/447737365158028561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=447737365158028561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/447737365158028561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/447737365158028561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/07/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4252384697108546204</id><published>2009-06-30T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:59:03.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cruel twist of fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4252384697108546204?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4252384697108546204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4252384697108546204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4252384697108546204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4252384697108546204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/got-to-buck-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2818637602220764332</id><published>2009-06-26T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:47:14.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This warrants a post. The death of the King of Pop- Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His significant impact on Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;He was the guy, who made Ah Meng famous. On his visit to Singapore, he wanted to rent book the Singapore Zoo for the whole day at any price, however, his request was denied since it was a tourist attraction and unfair to others. So after some talking, he managed to book Ah Meng and a few other animals to his hotel room(maybe suite) at Stamford Hotel(if im nt wrong) to have dinner with him (and i tink his kids). That was how Ah Meng became so famous. &lt;br /&gt;His other impact was when he fell ill b4 a concert here, and fans got v angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His impact to the world is phenomenal. No one (even those who hate him) can deny that. Without him, i tink music today will be somewhat different. Thats because he is a pure genius. A pure musical genius. One black spot in his life was his difficult childhood. Thats why towards his later years, he acted the way he did. Afterall, he was brought up by such ways, u cant blame him from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His famous signatures:&lt;br /&gt;That sexy voice of his that shrieks at the end of phrases. (No one can really replicate that yet)&lt;br /&gt;His 'grabbing/pulling up of his pants&lt;br /&gt;His moonwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those anti-mj, Beat It!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2818637602220764332?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2818637602220764332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2818637602220764332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2818637602220764332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2818637602220764332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-warrants-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-957083769546339287</id><published>2009-06-23T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:44:25.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realise how long since i replied tags...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sylvia: yes evil twin...&lt;br /&gt;suzanne: L-U-C-K-Y. beginners luck lor..&lt;br /&gt;Adee: haha. ps ps. but very nice dinner chat abt dnt portfolio and fnb portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;hj: wat cat?&lt;br /&gt;adeline: lol, post ah...but later k-guy jealous. haiz. do wat u like bah, if u can tahan k-guy then gd for u. if not, send me the pic. i wan put as dp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if its a sign or not, but wat does it mean if ive been seeing cats arnd me having intercourse with other cats for the past few days. today was the best posture ive seen, and instead of 1, i saw 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really wan to see all those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-957083769546339287?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/957083769546339287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=957083769546339287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/957083769546339287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/957083769546339287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-realise-how-long-since-i-replied.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-765760771186953407</id><published>2009-06-22T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:21:47.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh! very long nvr blog liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to batam on sunday to this village called sekupang or smtg. We went to a beach (spa)resort which was extremely serene. It has like a maximum capacity of like 1000+ ppl, but only 4-6 families were there.. so it was incredibly quiet. (good!!!) But one bad thing was that it was incredibly boring, ntg much to do there... Went for a massage, which was more or less the only thing there to do. its perfect to have a relaxing getaway, maybe grab a book, sit there and suntan or smtg. Haha, the food there is superb though, the black pepper crab, can rival Long beach's...serious.. no joke. Came back on monday nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday morning, i went to see a doctor to get an mc so i cld skip the afternoon part of engineering camp. i arrived at the polyclinic early in the morning at 8 to skip the queue, then at the entrance they ask me 'What are u seeing a doctor for?', then i replied without thinking 'Flu'. Then their eyes (abt 5 nurses and 4 patients turn arnd and look at me. Then i realise what i said. When in actual fact i wanted to only get an mc and planned to use my morning sinus to get an mc. Haha, then one of the nurse asked 'did u come back from anywhere recently?'  The other ppl present were like looking at me waiting for my reply. Damn tense. This time i thought hard, thinking what they wld do if i said yes. Haha, then i said 'no' cause the other option wld be very troublesome. lol, im such an irresponsible citizen. Anw, they quarentined me at one corner still and sent me to see a 'specialised flu doctor'. Then lalalalala, i got an mc, an some allergy medicine. The doctor said, 'Next time dun anyhow scare people, nose allergy say nose allergy, dun say flu...now that word is taboo word, very sensitive de..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wednesday afternoon went to the zoo with my psch frens. it was absolutely boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back at night to the camp in school, cause my fren was scolding me for pang seh-ing him.  We did this nightrace thing blindfolded (though theres no proze for first place), across the road, across bridges, at the rooftop, in the classrooms, in the toilet. my partner leading me when i was blindfolded was Audy. MY GOSH!!! THAT GIRL NEEDS TO LEARN HER LEFT AND RIGHT!!!! AND OPEN HER EYES!!! my gosh. Alot of her instructions were like 'Turn left!!!' then i turn and BANG!!!, my head hit the wall. Suppose to be right, say left.. haiz. Still got some instructions were like 'Ryan, walk faster, other people catching up le'. Then i walk faster lor, walk walk walk then bang into some rubbish bin. Haiz, she ah..haiz. The whole night, i bang into almost everything. People, her head, rubbish bins, doors, pillars, fell down the drain, trip on the steps etc etc. But thank god shes kind hearted, not like other people, who make their partners walk up and down benches, balance on the narrow ledges, go round a tree in squares and circles so as to confuse them etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we celebrated russ's bday. i came late coz i had my nephew's bday. When i came, everyone left liao, left a few who were staying over. Haiz. Gave him an ultimate embarassing gift. A sexy boxer which we drew some lewd comments with fabric markers. Haha. damn funny, but not as funny as when we were designing it, cause the girls didnt want to draw the middle section. Ohya, russ was also lucky we settled for a sexy boxy instead of a 3D spongebob boxers. cause spongebob being spongebob, is cubical. And being 3D, makes it very obvious when he is wearing that boxers. AND BEING 3D, it means that spongebob's LONG nose would be sticking out at a very meaningful place with his BIG ROUND EYES bulging out. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-765760771186953407?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/765760771186953407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=765760771186953407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/765760771186953407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/765760771186953407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh-very-long-nvr-blog-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1011727411668448603</id><published>2009-06-13T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:00:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz, my luck's abit off these few days. Anw, the latest bad news being my comp is officially completely screwed up. All my music files are missing. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, im going overseas tmr, and no, there wun be any souveniers. Paiseh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1011727411668448603?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1011727411668448603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1011727411668448603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1011727411668448603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1011727411668448603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/haiz-my-lucks-abit-off-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8613656581559866716</id><published>2009-06-12T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:21:13.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk i will now blog..after being hounded by the evil twin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat happen on the 7th June? i kind of forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...yes!! i was just leaving the house at 12pm, when sanjay texted me, saying like 'you are soo gonna be late man!'. Then i return the sms at 12:15 asking, 'Haha, will reach there in time lah..hopefully, where r u btw?' His reply: 'just leaving the house. But nvm, very fast reach de.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i reached at like 12:25, when he reached at...a very later time( cant rmb how long he was late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of forgot what happen. I rmb suz and syl walking up and town citylink many times. But i rmb the burnt marks on syl's face. UNFORGETABBLE! (haha..i am such an evil bastard). so we walk, walk walk, then popped to the bowling centre. It was full, so we went to pool. cant rmb who won, i tink jay won me once in a lucky match...and suz won me in another lucky match. So, we watched this movie, MONSTERS V ALIENS. Overall, funny. Love the goo..big joker. But abit not worth the money..haha sorry if i sound cheapskate.. i WAS very broke then. I rmb having to settle for a  dollar twenty, small cup of soya bean milk (which i usually hate till i was despo then), instead of bubble tea. Haha.. jayman followed me and bought the dollar ninety, big bottle of soya milk. I tink he hated it too. But im glad i settled for the soya milk, coz there was an accident at the bubble tea stall, glad we werent queuing there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, after the movie, we went to bowling again. Haiz, lets not mention about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bickered about dinner, coz i was freaking broke AT THAT TIME! lucky HJ not with us..if nt, cnfm v noisy de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u wan photos, go to my FB and grab it, i lazy blog it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ystd i was cleaning my room...AND tadada!!!! i freaking found a $150, underneath my drawer.. The miracles i do when im despo. SO NOW IM RICH, NO LONGER IN NEED OF MONEY!!! yea man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been working on my project. Its about aerodynamics, and its tearing my brain apart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8613656581559866716?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8613656581559866716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8613656581559866716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8613656581559866716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8613656581559866716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/kk-i-will-now-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2481763643085859767</id><published>2009-06-09T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:18:28.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i was freaking bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to paint the fencing in the balcony..took me a whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realise for the past few years, my house have undergone alot of paint jobs.. like every 2-3 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blogged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2481763643085859767?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2481763643085859767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2481763643085859767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2481763643085859767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2481763643085859767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-was-freaking-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4414300262378905196</id><published>2009-06-06T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:53:35.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH...tired. freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today i got up freaking early, wanting to go training. When i got there, there was this carnival thing...instead. Which basically means, there was no training, and i shld really pay attention to those who were stating the training time.. And i wasnt even informed TP's having a carnival...damn them. So i made my way to the library, decided to start on my project. Its smtg abt learning a certain model of airplane, and then talk abt the term 'stalling'. So i went to the shelves containing the aviation materials. When i got there, i was utterly chocked. The books were like huge with many pages. In it filled tonnnes of complex terms and eqns and stuff. I had always thought aviation books were full of pictures of aeroplanes.. The difficult part was that 'stalling' is apparently a very easy concept. Many chapters and cooks were talking abt stalling, but none gave a definite definition, all they stated were about stalling, not of stalling. So i spent like 2 hrs deciphering wat stalling is.. After the two hours, i have concluded that stalling is a very difficult term to talk abt and i have barely touched the top surface of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i went to play pool. It was fun, but the price was scary..guess we shld have checked the prices and our timing.. Anyway, im ass broke now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff thought up by me over the week: Hell is too exagerative a term for that fiery dimension..think of it as sunny hawaii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4414300262378905196?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4414300262378905196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4414300262378905196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4414300262378905196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4414300262378905196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4086556020871212858</id><published>2009-06-05T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:25:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant believe this..its barely 15 hrs since i was declared a free guy, and im feeling dead bored already.. I have no idea wat to do now. Last week when i was bored, i went arnd disturbing random ppl. I tink is i do it this week again, everyone's gonna be angry with me. So, anyone got any suggestions? preferably stuff i can do at home, im packed with stuff to do outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing Gunbound. Its filled with tonnes of wierd new shit. Totally not worth playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, im so bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4086556020871212858?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4086556020871212858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4086556020871212858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4086556020871212858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4086556020871212858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-believe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6208173924760384788</id><published>2009-06-01T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:57:01.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY Engineering Maths 1 test. freaking easy... BUT, halfway thru the paper, i realise i was supposed to do 1 qn per page...not all squeeze into 1 page.. so i CHIONG copy and paste all my workings to other pages. Sian..i really need to learn to read instructions. My sister said: 'U ah...forever nvr read instructions one. Play cooking mama also anyhow. MUST LEARN TO READ INSTRUCTIONS!' Still rmb last yr, i innocently go complete all my geog 4qns instead of the required 3 cause i ran out of time (in an extrmely ambitious attempt to 'complete' the paper). Ya, so back to today's paper, i tink loe 10 marks nia(hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term test abit coincidental. 3/4 of my test venue is with audy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6208173924760384788?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6208173924760384788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6208173924760384788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6208173924760384788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6208173924760384788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-engineering-maths-1-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3127212994340445576</id><published>2009-06-01T04:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T04:44:35.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 4 20am in the morning, First of June. So..Happy June Fool's day to all you. Having y first term test paper in tertiary lvl in abt 5 hrs... Im nt exactly nervous about it, nor am i excited abt it, just cant sleep thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the freaking aircon is blowing like arctic air at me rite now..that despite putting it at 28C...and ystd, it could barely give me a breeze even at 23C high... its no big wonder im falling sick rite now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate to fall sick during tests/exams period. i just realise that theres barely a test/exam period where i am not fully healthy. always got some flu or cough or smtg.. That is why, exams and tests shld be abolished...without them, i wld be alot more healthier..studying makes me extremely sick..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3127212994340445576?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3127212994340445576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3127212994340445576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3127212994340445576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3127212994340445576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-4-20am-in-morning-first-of-june.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1165137376139695617</id><published>2009-05-25T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:07:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths Sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many types of Maths Sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Maths sucks most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Heres another maths qn:&lt;br /&gt;A hungry 4-kg fish swims toward and encounters a sleepy 1kg fish swimming towards it four times its own speed. Compared to before lunch, how fast is the hungry fish moving immediately after lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that a sickening qn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got 2 fish? i wan to conduct an experiment and prove the tcher wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1165137376139695617?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1165137376139695617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1165137376139695617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1165137376139695617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1165137376139695617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6962514305157042691</id><published>2009-05-24T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:20:03.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Left today at abt 3 to go TP for my APEL(Applied Principle OF Effective Learning) assignment. APEL is smtg like civics and moral..just very waste time. I had to do this personality quiz thing..or i cldnt pass the subject and have to retake it..quite lame ah. The reason why i cldnt do it at home is cause it cnt be supported by Mozilla Firefox, so i downloaded Internet Explorer 8. Then they say.. it cnt be supported by IE 8, only IE, 7, 6 and 5 can support the quiz. That time i was swearing ready...cause im actually going to so much trouble to do a freaking quiz that is all over facebook, just for civics and moral. So i attempted to find IE 7 and download it.. Its quite hard, most websites direct u to download IE8 instead cause it is newer. But in the end, i manage to find the download link for IE7. When it was almost downloaded, the comp said: 'Download Error: Newer version of Internet Explorer detected. Unable to download.' At that point i was cursing and swearing, and also coz i cant find the 'uninstall' button for IE8. So i left for sch to complete the personality test. Result for the test was freaking accurate. Laid back individual who is always calm and a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the survey, went to atten TJ's concert. Joke #1: I made the whole grp walk the freaking long way to Victoria Concert Hall, cause my sense of direction cldnt be improved even with a compass.. Joke #2: For the whole concert duration, i thought it was TPJ's band performing..it was only 15 min after the concert that i realise it was actually TJ's band concert..oops. Anyway, he concert was pretty interesting..they had a short play in between, which i have to say was extremely creative and hilarious. Its alot better than the drama clubs from many many many many schools. That what i feel lah. Music wise, it was pretty good. They played like a 'Gold' band..quite surprised they got silver. Guessed they still have room for improvement. One thing though, their acting was slightly better than their playing..oops again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6962514305157042691?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6962514305157042691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6962514305157042691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6962514305157042691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6962514305157042691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/left-today-at-abt-3-to-go-tp-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6892557215661997476</id><published>2009-05-21T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:06:52.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Digital fundamentals quiz today. Its the subject where the final outcome can only be 0 or 1. Its the subject where 1 and  0 dominates. Yet today's quiz..im expecting 13/20. Not cause it is difficult. But because it dosent make sense and careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Sufyan: Life's like a circuit. I'm only a current. Forced to a path i do not wish to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6892557215661997476?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6892557215661997476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6892557215661997476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6892557215661997476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6892557215661997476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/digital-fundamentals-quiz-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3228836115791824543</id><published>2009-05-19T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:39:58.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay! Forced to blog at gun point by tiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Saturday was the first Archery training. Realised im not exactly into the team yet. There will be another trials in another 2 mths time, where they will select a final 20 to officially join. So from now till then, i will not get any SEAL points, committing to cca i might not get in, doing crazy PTs.. Im starting to regret rejecting TP Choir. Ohya, now the archery team got like 90...and their gonna pick 20 out of it..gd luck to me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very bored these few days.. life like no meaning. Go sch for few hrs, see the tcher's face, trying to explain smtg i learn in sec 3...then go back home. So...if ive been bugging u, disturbing u, coz im bored..paiseh ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3228836115791824543?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3228836115791824543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3228836115791824543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3228836115791824543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3228836115791824543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-forced-to-blog-at-gun-point-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7357397003205379740</id><published>2009-05-12T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:02:43.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today damn suay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning tio cursed by Sylvia like no one's business sia.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board bus, 'TEEEEEE...' Ezlink no money..heng i got coins.. But no money top up card..so tmr have to use coin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach school, realise i forgot to bring the hw for the super strict tcher for the stupid subject abt the leaf falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my Matric Card kena confiscated by tcher coz i pass it to sm1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just b4 Lab lesson, I realise i lost my Lab Tools. Its worth $70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lab lesson, i lost my pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home use comp, tio virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switch to the new Macbook with aluminium casing. Tio static shock by the casing like no one's business again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u say..today i suay not suay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7357397003205379740?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7357397003205379740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7357397003205379740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7357397003205379740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7357397003205379740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-damn-suay.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2486831291382211114</id><published>2009-05-10T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:01:42.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was working..for the first time, i found it quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see.. afternoon shift i was the BEV RUNNER. Its like 'a post i have nvr ever came across b4'. Thought it was specially created for me cause of my super unprofessional performance last week, then i realise that post has been tainted cause HJ was in that post b4.. So anw, i was somewhat a runner, but more of 'water boy'. Did the post correctly without much mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the night shift, i was pantry. I learnt from my mistake from last week and washed the cups myself even though there was no rush. It was quite mad at night. Alot of frustrating stuff and alot of funny things happened. Allow me to say it one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) New girl came( i tink )..like 1 or 2 days exp only. Se was section 1-2..so when the big Dinner Rush came in, Jun hao was superman. Helped carry all the drinks (which was alot).atleast too much for the new girl. There was once instance (just b4 the dinner rush), when there was an order of 7 IBC rootbeer. So, my job as pantry is to just get 7 halfcups of ice right? I did that, got the IBCs out, and placed it on the tray for her to send. Then she was like standing there with the wine bottle opener (the bottle opener was missing), and stoning. So i offered to help her and opened the caps for her. Winston saw and said smtg like :  Last time i got 7 bottles of IBC also, yet no one help me open wor (in chinese, and obv referring to me). Followed by a string of chinese words which i didnt catch/understand. Made me laugh. 1 regret was my face being red all the time, some others thought i was blushing. Cant rmb the girls name. It is smtg in chinese de. LIke Yong chun or yun ching or smtg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Lemon Tea. Was a hot seller. Uncle Richard out to destroy the pantry/runner station once again. I envy those at station 1-5. Anyway, from evening to night, i think had to make 3 buckets or lemon tea. There was on instance when one bucket was finished within 20 minutes. The standby bucket was barely finished b4 we had to pour it in.. The reason why i said 'we' cause all the lemon tea was not my creation. It was Jun Hao's. He alone did all the lemon tea in the evening/night. Thats why i say he superman..handle section 1-2 and making lemon tea at the same time. There was a joke abt his lemon tea being too irresistable, thats why it was a hot seller..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The hectic hours. Quite surprised i actually got slightly pissed off last night. The customers were extrenely noisy last night. Winston was behind my back lamenting about how this is the first time he continuously carrying 4 plates each time he came back, driving him nuts. Almost every 10 min, he was saying smtg abt him going nuts. Then Grace was there constantly reminding me abt the load of cups to be washed and other stuff i cant rmb. And Hui Jia was always stealing my cups for god knows what, constantly cocking up my orders. Yea, the screwed coffee machine and the shortage of teaspoons in a night where hot drinks were strangely popular was stressing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other laptop got hit by some virus. Now using my new Macbook to blog. Been so long since i used a mac...forgot how to used it liao. Like how to type in chinese, how to do stuff..guess i will have to relearn my stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2486831291382211114?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2486831291382211114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2486831291382211114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2486831291382211114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2486831291382211114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-was-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3467871687293876816</id><published>2009-05-07T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:02:15.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received a hilarious call today from some CHINESE tourism agency. So the lady spoke  this how string of accented chinese words. Took me about a min to register that her last sentence was she introducing her name. The whole front bunch of words was totally lost to me. Somehow, my brain just shut itself down each time people talk a long string of chinese words..ever since o lvl chinese ended. So anyway, i forced it to work, and since i totally didnt register wat she said earlier on, i gambled with '是' (safest chinese word in a conversation). Yea, so i ended up saying '是' all the way, while my brain ignored each and everything she said. After a minute or two, i just cut her through by saying that im a student. Then she was abit shocked for some reason. Then she abit siao, started discussing about school..ask me what time it is in singapore, how old i am, etc etc.. I was like 'wtf! i wanted to end the all chinese conv by saying im a student and she can pick a conversation based on that.. So she was talking, and i'm '是'-ing all the way. When the qn abt my age came, i replied the same(nt listening). And i think she thought it was '十'. Then she 'errr errr' and just put down the phone. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that call, the delivery man called. Made a big HOO HAA over delivering the thing. The thing is, i told them to come after 6.30pm coz i wld be in sch any time earlier, and they agreed. And then i received a call at like 5 15 saying their at my house. Thank god my sis is there, or else i will make them wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz FASC(Fundamentals for Aeronautical Science) is an extremely dry subject which involves dreading calculations. Its really very frustrating. Eg. The leaf falls down to the ground. Windspeed is 20mph, leaf area is 30mm^2. Measure at which angle with respect to the three and how far away will it land from the three. One simple leaf wan to drop to the ground, an event which happens almost every second, have to trouble me by using vestors, 3x3 matrix etc etc. Damn jialat. And worse thing, theres a freaking lecture at 7.30am tmr. And i cant pon cause then i wldnt know where the leaf will drop to..with respect to the tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3467871687293876816?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3467871687293876816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3467871687293876816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3467871687293876816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3467871687293876816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/received-hilarious-call-today-from-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1472901275080093154</id><published>2009-05-04T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:24:15.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!!muahaha! I no longer have a pathetic choice of CCAs. MUAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was abit sad...cause i thought only TPCHOIR wanted me, and i desperately didnt want to join that. But now, all changed.. cause i just received a call, saying im got in to Archery. Which basically means that i do not have to join TPCHOIR. Atfirst, i thought i wldnt get in. Cause, my trial shots were arnd the 2nd circle from the innermost. The person next to me had his first shot right smack in the middle.. Furthermore, i was like the first to ask to go home. Heres the scenario: After i shot finish my 6 shots, my attendee said 'Your Ryan right? Okay, you can leave now.' I took a look around and saw many people still shooting...meaning im more or less the first to go home. Looks like i was once again too paranoid for my own good, and thought too much. Maybe i had quality exhuming out of me during my 6 shots..thats why they didnt bother to waste their time or mine to stay longer, cause im bound to get in...hmmm! Of cause, i will feel bad rejecting TPChoir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, saw something disturbing. I saw a cat couple making out underneath my neighbour's staircase. They stopped when i walked past. For some reason, i stopped also..thinking wat they were doing. When i realised, i just walked away, ITS BAD TO INTRUDE IN THEIR PRIVATE MOMENTS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1472901275080093154?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1472901275080093154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1472901275080093154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1472901275080093154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1472901275080093154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesmuahaha-i-no-longer-have-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7771640250073229683</id><published>2009-05-03T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:07:34.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay long post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on fri, slept at like 5 and woke at abt 8. Fast forward to work. Reached there at abt 5 45, checked the Duty list and i saw 'Pantry- Ryan'. I was kind of shocked. My first time doing pantry. On the day i was barely awake. To sum it all up, it was not boring. When Uncle Richard knew it was my first day, he promised to bombard me. I didnt know if it was intentional or what, but i soon found myself with 10+ reciepts, and no cups. And each receipt was like 6 cups of ice water or smtg. I tink almost every table had 2 orders of ice waters for everyone. I was so pathetic that Allan, Winston, Gua Huat and almost everyone had to help me. Lol. My hand often just moved freely on its own while washing, that i splashed water at everyone at the pantry area. Its not the gayish use-fingers-to-splash kind which sanjay always does.. Its the kind where ppl will get drenched kind. Im sure everyone present felt as if it was raining indoors. At the end of the night shift, the whole place looked like it was flooded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday early morning i had archery trials then followed by floorball trials. The floorball captain told us:' Okay, lets head to the track for light warm-ups!' So we went there, and then he said :'Okay, go run 2.4 NOW!' Once, again i was shocked. I havent been running for about a year now(with the exception at work). Somehow, i managed to do it.. Then we played games. The end result was a very tired Ryan, deprived of slp from 2 days ago. When i went to work, i was again pathetic as a runner. I forgot the first plate of food i wiped. Kay, then my eyes played tricks on my the whole while. I say 2 as 3, 5 as 6, 5 as 3, 4 as 9, 1 as 7..etc etc. And for the first time since being a runner, i poured soup over my hand instead of the bowl. In the end, Randy replaced me with Wantay as runner. Haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7771640250073229683?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7771640250073229683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7771640250073229683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7771640250073229683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7771640250073229683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-long-post-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-706653402262905560</id><published>2009-05-01T05:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:46:39.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muahaha..can say my plan was a success...cant say its a SMASHING success(coz stupid adeline is just so simple minded to not be angry), but the look on her face when she opened the door was well, worth all the trouble i had to go through all this while..just to plan her birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Organiser: Me!&lt;br /&gt;Sub organisers: Wynne, Yc, Wanyin, Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..thx to them it was a success...ALL AGREE BAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm hope the nxt outing will be this marvellous..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-706653402262905560?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/706653402262905560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=706653402262905560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/706653402262905560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/706653402262905560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/05/muahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6301246412658681757</id><published>2009-04-29T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:31:28.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY seems like an interesting day to blog about..so i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i didnt hear my alarm clock ring, and woke up like 1hr b4 sch. Cabbed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla..bla..bla..bla(boring sch happenings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forwarding to 6pm. Naqib and i had Floorball tryouts, but coz he forgot to bring shorts, i decided to accompany him on the SAT tryouts. Good thing: I get to go to the choir auditions. Bad thing: Kane will be mad at me for once again making his life difficult by changing my working time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to choir auditions with my evil plan in mind. I stepped in and was greeted by this super high gay voice. I turn my head and saw this Huged size guy with curly short hair, greeting me in a way more girly than that bimbo girl in High School Musical. First Impression: BIGGEST MISTAKE TO SET FOOT IN THE ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we did some small scale warm ups, then mingled arnd with the others. This was when i carried out my EVIL PLAN. Yea, got like a few ladies who caught my attention. One is considerably hot and chio, the other..im speechless. She is like an exact copy of the girl in Enchanted. her her dress like more colours than a rainbow with flowers and birds. Her hair clip is this strikingly multi coloured butterfly. And the way she talk, reply, worse than the girl in the Enchanted ah.. I was like wth.. Worse of all, she looks like 30+ when shes arnd 18(despite her dressing). The rest looked like men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played some games and i kena forfeit like 4-5 times. Forfeit have to sing song ah (choir mah). Somehow, smtg went wrong with me.. i sing anything. Its like, the songs they asked me to sing like 'My heart will go on', Linkin parks' songs..etc etc. Everyone in there seemed to know how to sing those songs but me. So i asked for the tune so that it cld trigger smtg..but it triggered ntg, much less the lyrics.i supposed everyone was tinking 'why is this hopelessly-cnt-sing person in choir auditions?' Then this girl offered to do the forfeit for me...a pity she looked like a man. Yea, she played the piano like some mad music prodigy..turns out shes taking her diploma this yr for piano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At arnd 8 45, was my turn to go audition. I was surprised that my legs were shaking. Haha, those who had doubts on my singing ability had a big shock in their life. The moment i opened my mouth, the whole room shook. Literally shook. Its like BOOM!, got a sonic boom like that. The ppl there almost flew backwards. I tink they havent heard a voice so wholesome and wonderful, like mine, since pavaroti(how u spell ah?). Yea, so after my opening entrance, i received lots of nods. The ppl there were like 'OMG!' *MOUTH OPEN BIG BIG, EYES OPEN BIG BIG STARING AT EACH OTHER*. Sadly, coz i havent eaten my dinner, my breath control and pitching abit off..took alot of glamour from my song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they ask alot of qns, immediately threw me the 'Future TP choir president' kind of qns like 'How do u intend to bring TP's choir to greater heights?', 'How do u intend to train other members?', ' What is your mission for the choir..' and all those serious qn. Haha, got one qn is :'wats ur greatest weakness?' I replied truthfully: 'slacking'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. They seemed utterly disappointed with the 'What is your mission for the choir' qn, coz my reply was 'Actually, *long pause* im interested in the choir, but nt keen. I have other things to do rather than attending choir..but, if u all need a powerful bass for events, just call me lah..' Then i walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, those who caught my eye, will call me...if nt i wld have wasted 5 hrs of my life for ntg..and my Evil Plan will be a failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6301246412658681757?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6301246412658681757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6301246412658681757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6301246412658681757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6301246412658681757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-seems-like-interesting-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-479459053118139355</id><published>2009-04-23T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:02:06.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Ryan Is Pro'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my motto for this year, with every intention to finally work hard and stop relying on sheer dumb luck. After all, that is wat all pros do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i officially fail. I tried to be hardworking, revising every night, doing my hw first and not leaving it for last minute, and even preparing for the nxt lesson. But so far, it seems like its not working. Coz, i gre tired trying not to sleep in case, which i eventually dozed off at times. That, even though im having 3 cups of coffee a day in school. I tink, if this continues, i will be die from overdose of caffeine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i have decided to switch back to slacking..hard work is just not meant for me.. Maybe i will be hardworking again after i have come out with another plan to study. For now, 'Ryan Is Pro' must stop immediately, coz i realised that the acronym for it is effectively R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...dead tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-479459053118139355?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/479459053118139355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=479459053118139355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/479459053118139355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/479459053118139355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/ryan-is-pro-that-was-my-motto-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5890858291161455280</id><published>2009-04-21T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:47:49.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Today 2nd day of school. My retardation continues. I have absolutely no idea whats wrong with me. I purposely rushed to school, thinking i was late...only to find out i was early. BY 1.5HR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson of the day: Engineering Maths. Basically a recap of SIMPLE amath stuff. Keyword: Simple. But, i cldnt solve a simple quadratic eqn. I took almost 20 minutes to solve x^2-2x+2=0. Its smtg my amaths tcher wld have died laughing of..that after all his hardwork, begging and pushing me to just freaking do well for any test, it was all wasted. Then came others like 'Find the descriminant','Find the real roots','Prove there are no real roots' etc kind of qns..I had no idea wat the tcher was talking abt. The only eqn i rmb was the eqn where it mathematically proved i am a genius(refer to my post on 13th April 2008..hey its almost a yr since then)..how ironic. Anyway, I flipped the next few pages and say the word 'TRIGONOMETRY'. I felt like fainting on the spot. The only Trigo thing i rmb was the acronym 'All Science Teachers are Crazy' which is used to memorise the quadrants..though i have no idea how to use it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nxt lesson: Fundamentals of Aeronautical Science, in short, FASC(no idea wat the C stands for). At first i thought it wld a fun class, coz the tcher was a White Indian (truthfully, i am not racist, but its the first White Indian i saw in my life). Then there smtg bulging in his pocket..smtg long and thick. Alot of ppl were laughing at it, then when i looked closer, i noticed wires coming out of his pocket. Being in a course largely dominated by guys, our minds ran wild and came up with lots of assumptions. Then he opened his mouth.. WHOA!!! HEAVY DEEP ACCENT. So i happily flipped thru the booklet. First page, a whole big bunch of crap abt wat do u call numbers that are to the power of 24 to -24. Eg:10^24 = YOTTA, 10^-24 = yocto..inbetween got many other alien names. I was starting to get shocked. Then below the page, was 'The Greek Alphabets'. I saw another table of wierd sounding names with strange awkward symbols. I closed the book, with no intention of opening it again, and tried to decipher wat he said..but cnt make out anything, so i went to slp. Scary subject...i have to learn how to convert unfriendly quantities of pounds, to grams, from litres to gallons, from kilometres to yards, to inches, to foot, to nautical miles...etc etc at the tip of my fingers. There goes my assumption of it being a 'fun' class. Ohya, passing mark is like 75% for this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was digital fundamentals. I kind of liked it coz its the easiest so far. Its quite difficult to explain, but all i have to do is to say the numbers 1 or 0. Ever..easy rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing and oral practise was slack. Teacher was easy to bully. Anyway, thats nt the main point. We waited abt 20 min for the tcher, who wanted to change classroom. So we spent abt another 15 min looking for one. then we took abt 20 min to settle down. Just as she was abt to start, another class came and said they had priority over the classroom, so we had to shift. When we finally got started, 1hr was gone from a 2hr lesson. SHIOK? ..shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags to all: Haha. Ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5890858291161455280?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5890858291161455280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5890858291161455280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5890858291161455280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5890858291161455280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6827617381425240643</id><published>2009-04-20T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:36:35.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got big shock today at school. First lesson was Circuit Analysis Tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Please flip to Chapter 1 please.&lt;br /&gt;*I flip to Chapter 1*..my whole face sian ready.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1: Scientific Notation...aka...Indices: My worst topic ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was like using all sorts of hand and fingers to finger out whether i shld shift the decimal point to the fight or left..AFTER i figured out how to move it. Thats not including the rules like multiplication and stuff. Lol..i everything give back TKSS liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my Lab Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Okay! Who rmbs wat Ohm's law is?&lt;br /&gt;My mind: *blank*&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Okay...nvm. What abt Voltage? Who knows what voltage is?&lt;br /&gt;My mind: *blank*&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: OKAY!! How about Current? Who can tell me what Current is?&lt;br /&gt;My mind:*Blank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shows how much good my mind retained despite having an extra boost in electronics during DNT classes last yr. All my basics...WHOOOSH!!! down the drain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Yes, i was extremely tempted to sleep during that few hours. Within like 15 min i was already like in the 'sleeping zone'(which lasted to ..only thing keeping me awake was the very thought tat i have to work hard..so for like the rest of the lesson, i didnt hear a thing..i was trying not to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, anyone know a good laptop to buy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6827617381425240643?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6827617381425240643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6827617381425240643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6827617381425240643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6827617381425240643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1134144879397736283</id><published>2009-04-20T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:18:50.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... Ryan's prediction for the day: another very sian yet probably exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed till 2am today to 'watch' man utd match. Okay...fine, they lost..coz cheryl nvr 'bless' them. So there goes all hopes of a quintuple..but nvm. The extremely sad thing, was that i cldnt watch match in life action..coz smtg wrong with the tv. I had to like watch on soccernet, where they give updates of the match by the min. So when it came down to penalties, i was reduced to being freakingly anxious infront of my laptop, in my room. When the updates went 'HE SHOOTS...', I had to wait for a super long minute, b4 i cld know the results. For those who thinks that guys over react when watching live football on television, u havent met those who are 'watching' the match on soccernet..or maybe its just me who is that lame to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now freaking tired. Cant sleep coz of the mosquito-killing-gas person spraying ..super noisy. He sprays like directly outside my window. The distance btwn his hands and mine wld be less than the height of an A4 paper. SUPER NOISY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i just realise why my schedule is so slack. Thats coz for every min, i have to give my 200%.. Or atleast that is what i think lah. The stuff i learning very professional. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1134144879397736283?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1134144879397736283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1134144879397736283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1134144879397736283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1134144879397736283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8090672290164621736</id><published>2009-04-19T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:12:55.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i v suay. At arnd 12am, within the first hour of the day, came the first 'not so good news'. Sylvia said smtg like today being her last day of work. Hear that ready then i abit sian liao. I decided to continue working while im studying was coz sylvia relentlessly asked me to cont working, tell me she working. Then now she back out..sian. If i know, i dun waste time quarrell with my parents abt working liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went back to work for the first time in a few weeks..made a few stupid mistakes, thx to my poor memory and suay day. Still, i am proud to uphold my record of nt breaking any thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..i know abit sian. I actually wanted to bastard Hui Juan in the this post de..but all of a sudden, no mood. Haha i know! i shall make fun of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea..so at arnd 4 oclock, i realised why i today so suay. The reason: Hui Juan came to Astons to makan. Haha. I tink she miss me or smtg..first time i return to work, she personally came to see me.  HMMM...very suspicious... But thank god, it was my break..so no need serve her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha..i damn evil rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..so sch starting tmr. My biggest worry is that i wun work hard..coz poly tchers wun push u. Quoted from my sec 4 classmate: Ryan sleep like 80%of the class time, at almost every lesson. Yea..hopefully i wun repeat that in poly. BUT..theres those super shiok aircon lecture rooms and comfy chairs to sleep on..haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8090672290164621736?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8090672290164621736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8090672290164621736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8090672290164621736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8090672290164621736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-v-suay.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3736827895109706653</id><published>2009-04-19T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:49:49.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quite tired now so short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun like spammers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3736827895109706653?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3736827895109706653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3736827895109706653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3736827895109706653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3736827895109706653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/quite-tired-now-so-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-462991800844878765</id><published>2009-04-18T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:42:26.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay..so i was wrong.. im nt the only engineering course in TP with no girls..kena lied by my mentor.. Turns out Aerospace Engineering more sad. 90-100 ppl, 2 girls. Whereas my course in 70+ ppl, 9 girls. However, as for the quality of out girls, i shant dwelve into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im kind of thinking of like forming an interest grp. It shall be named 'For those deprived of opposite genders in their course'. That way, ppl like me and Adee and get SEAL points while nt so deprived..lol, i tink im just crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to this sch even called Hop and Jump( ps...i forgot the name). Its like clubbing, but no booze and no aircon. Lol. Best way to describe it? A scene out of Step Up 2. Breaking dancing in the middle, and others just jumpting arnd with their hands up. Quite good ah some of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and grats TK Choir for obtaining Gold With Honours once again...hope u all also get best secondary school award. JYJY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-462991800844878765?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/462991800844878765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=462991800844878765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/462991800844878765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/462991800844878765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2718148420099482719</id><published>2009-04-16T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:28:12.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay..its cnfm! my class is the only class in the whole engineering sch with no girls. It wld be like going to a monastery to study..wonder how they do it in boys sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anw, had talks today and i realised that i am twice as likely to fall asleep during classes in TP. Why? coz there is smtg called aircon. In sec sch, i alredi sleep like 75% of the time..i wonder how i will fare in TP. That aside, i have decided to join tons of CCA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that there is technically no such thing as a 'live' chicken. Coz, the term 'chicken' refers to dead hen, rooster or chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to tags-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clover: Haha..have to go girl-hunting liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia: SSSSHHHHHHHHH!!! dun tell anyone i turning gay..later cnt get girls. Must HUSH HUSH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne: Eh..other aerospace classes got girls lor. My freaking class is the only freaking class with no freaking girls in the whole freaking school, with 5000+ freaking ppl..i tink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adee: Haha yea! Eh, atleast urs got 2 lor..mine nil leh. i damn sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2718148420099482719?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2718148420099482719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2718148420099482719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2718148420099482719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2718148420099482719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6258044521281233842</id><published>2009-04-15T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:08:21.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz..why is it that when my dreams come through, it always turns out for the worse? Today was a another day where i wish i hadnt foresee it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as dictated in my dream, my class really had no girls. Aerospace Electronic had 3 classes..and my class was the one with no ladies. I think of the whole engineering school year 1, my class is the only one without girls..damn sad. The whole class also emo for like few hrs, until the mentors all give up on trying to 'hype' us, coz we dao them straight in their face. Then some person had to like come in, talk to us. He is like one of the professors, but quite okay in ccounselling lah... So after that, we had mass dance. The other classes get to have boy-girl partnership in the 'mass couple' dance.. My class? I had to hold guys' hand and dance like gays.. Damn sad. Haiz..i getting more and more emo-er talking abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm any plus side? Err...my long lost psch fren, and my ex-classmate is in the same class with me. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gdluck to me for the nxt 3 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated my music list to hopefully help me out of emo-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6258044521281233842?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6258044521281233842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6258044521281233842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6258044521281233842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6258044521281233842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7975698888212523802</id><published>2009-04-14T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:33:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today finally came! Last day of a 5+ mth long holiday. Quoted from Edmund: 'Better treasure it!' Tomorrow's the start of my orientation and marks the start of schooling again, very sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday went out with the 'Aston Newbies' (which i find need a change of name, coz its quite degrading). Anyway, went PP. Walked arnd alot before deciding where to eat. WE ate at Jacks Place. HAHA! We were commenting on their service alot and laughing abt steaks being done 1 lvl of done-ness up. Haha.. In a way, i was glad mine wasnt served in a hot plate..so i cld enjoy my medium rare steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went to the arcade above. and played alittle. Highlights: Clover's driving. So after that clover and adeline went to work.. Me, SanJay, Sylvia and Suzanne went Suntec to watch the Fast and Furious 4. We originally had like an hours+ of free time to do wdv we like...but somehow time passed so fast when your enjoying it, we were left with like 30min to find dinner. So once again, i felt as if i was in the Amazing Race against time, wandering arnd the whole of Suntec to find food.. I was amazed at the speed which we ate our dinner.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed abit of the movie. Ntg nice to comment abt the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, if tmr's orientation is fun, maybe i will blog.. But if it turns out like wat i heard from my frens at SP..then forgot it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7975698888212523802?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7975698888212523802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7975698888212523802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7975698888212523802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7975698888212523802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-today-finally-came-last-day-of-5-mth.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1207935345461548721</id><published>2009-04-11T14:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:33:15.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! FINALLY RMB MY PW. Took me abt 3 days to rmb it. Then it came to me in my dream this morning. Good timing to, too many ppl bugging me to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Haiz, so abt 2 hrs ago, my parents decided to play 'war' again. And their play toys were: Box of Chicken Rice, Glass of Water, Beautiful Neat Living Room which i cleaned ystd. Now, it is sort of calmed down and wats left is this result. Chicken rice on the floor, wall, ceiling and rice entered those hard to reach corners. Water seeping into the sofa. A floor, filled with chicken slices, rice, water and chilli sauce. AND I JUST CLEANED THE WHOLE LIVING ROOM YSTD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Enough said abt that. So for the past 2 weeks, I have been totting at home, missing out on work and going out. Why? Cause i just had an operation in my mouth. What operation? The extraction of 8 extra tooth in my mouth, 3 of which are wisdom tooth. As all 8 are inside my gum, the dentist said: 'On the upside, your not a bigmouth(lame joke). On the downside, you have to extract those cause, when they appear, you will have a crammed mouth and extremely painful.' Come to think of it, it is quite scary. 8 extra tooth in my mouth. WOW! Yea, so of course it hurt like hell after the operation. Swallowed blood for like 2 days and eating plain porridge. Most amazing thing? I didnt feel hungry the whole week, even though it was only 1 bowl a meal. Guess that gastric medicine restrained me from being hungry. ohya, it was terrible as i got a terrible case of flu and cough. So, blood came out thru my mucus as well..gross and i didnt know why. NVM, im healed now, so its okay. Now all i got is a holy mouth. Coz without all those tooth, my mouth is holey. My gums are holey. Im thinking of stringing 4 of those tooth together to make a necklace..sure beats those fake 'tooth' necklace at 77th Street, coz mine are real. Why 4? cause these four are canines, like 'Vampire Tooth'. My cousin was like 'Are you sure your not a vampire? Maybe you are.. your complexion is either very white, or pinkish red..kind of like a vampire'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Haiz, if only my parents so superstitious. This whole week, they said i cldnt eat cnything related to chicken or wdv, can only eat pork. Their reason: other meats have venom to my wounds...i was like '???'. So for me, it was like either vegetarian meals(which i only ate once in my life prior to the op), or (pork only meals). &lt;br /&gt;It was worse than when there was bird flu, atleast then, i cld eat beef. Then i thought about it, if i can only eat pork, wat abt those muslim patients? they cant eat pork, so does that means they can only eat vegetables to avoid those 'venom' thats in the other meats? My parents didnt know what to say, but still asking me to continue my vegetarian/'pork only' diet. So since, i hate vegetarian meals, ive been surviving on char siew and roast pork rice this week. Oh, and it has no sauce coz it is supposed to have 'venom' in it too. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no..i dun tink i have slimmed down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1207935345461548721?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1207935345461548721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1207935345461548721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1207935345461548721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1207935345461548721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-finally-rmb-my-pw.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3101287573895884634</id><published>2009-02-15T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:00:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha..silly me. Forgot to submit my schedule for the week. In the end, no work for me this week. Lol. Haiz, hopefully they can squeeze in a few hours for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ystd was valentine's day. Hopefully u all had a gd valentine. Watched a movie called Valkerie(not sure abt spelling). Something abt a coup and killing, quite confusing and not sure how to describe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3101287573895884634?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3101287573895884634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3101287573895884634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3101287573895884634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3101287573895884634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3926427504199824189</id><published>2009-02-10T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:09:51.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4 days...4 different tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have worked for four days now, and have been appointed 4 different tasks..i have to say, each task is getting more and more tiring and exhausting. Heres an intro to what i did so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1: The Dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;-As the title suggests, im the dishwasher. easiest job ever and a no-brainer, apart from deciding what to wash next and make sure there is a constant supply of clean cutlery and plates. Dirtiest job, but easy. Oh tough part is carrying piles of plates that are extremely hot and easy to break while balancing on the ever-slippery floor. Quite a difficult feat. Hate holding the hot plates, scalded my hand a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: The Waiter.&lt;br /&gt;-My favourite job. Just take orders, clear table and thats it. Requires minimal brain usage and extremely kind to the body. Just stand there, enjoy the air-con and music. I can even sing along if i want to(which i usually do). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: The Side-disher?&lt;br /&gt;-Theres no official title for this job.. I was attached to the kitchen to help prepare side dish. Quite difficult as u have to be quick, precise and systematic..not something i excel in. One thing i learn though is to be daring. Get it right the first time, do not ponder if the portion is too much or too little. Skills to improve: Taking mash potato, garden veggie and tasty rice. Must learn to handle hot plates, be flexible and be quick in everything u do or u will irritate alot of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: The Runner.&lt;br /&gt;-OK..its not exactly the athletic kind of runner who runs..they shld change it to 'The Sender', cause i am the one sending the dishes. Toughest job ever. Espiecially since im a flat-foot. Points to take note: always be focus and do not engage in small talk. Why? cause u will forget the table number to go to. MAJOR MISTAKE. Made that mistake almost 70% of the time. V jialat. When the dinner rush came in, i panicked, send the food to wrong table, identified wrong dish, spilled stuff on the table. Oh and runner must have excellent arm strength. Why? Cause placing the plate of food at the furthest end of the table requires it. I not up to it yet though. Hope i can carry up to 4 plates of food at one time so i dun have to walk so much 怨望路。 Hope my chinese is correct. And as usual, u have to be able to tahan hot plates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3926427504199824189?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3926427504199824189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3926427504199824189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3926427504199824189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3926427504199824189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5556370543497335414</id><published>2009-02-05T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:52:26.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The story so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So it is the third day of work. Ystd, i went back to taking orders. Taking orders on the second day is really considered eceptionally good over at astons. Ofc, many were worried that i wld screw up so i had to undergo lots of verbal tests and have my seniors watch over my shoulder while i take the orders. I didnt really want to take but my supervisor forced me to..wierd huh. So after a few orders and i got used to the system, i tot 'Hey! this isnt so bad..maybe working here wasn't all that bad (refer to first day exp). Whats more, my leader commented i was hardworking infront of my supervisor...made me damn happy for the rest of the day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So today, i went in all happy. It proceeded quite smoothly. There were two new comers. Twin sisters, part-time. My supervisor actually asked me to train one of them i was like 'wth! im barely experienced..why pick me over the other staff? and worse..why me? why nt the other part-time?' So i had no choice but to train, or atleast i pushed everything to my senior. My happy day ended  at the end of my first shift. I had to do the dishes again as someone 'minced their finger'. I was to replace that person. So i was like 'wtf!'. Lucky i got saved by my other supervisor. Or so i tot... My other supervisor was unhappy abt me taking orders. Coz new comers must spent atleast 3 days working to take orders. So i had to undergo an exam. I was like 'wth!!! i tot working then no need take exam.' And guess what? its upon 126...passing mark is 120. So i basically i failed..but not for the reasons u think. I failed coz i was darn careless..looks like im not fated for exams but the real thing. Taking orders, i barely made any mistake..when it came down to the paper, i screwed so badly..dun even bother asking abt open-ended qns. My fellow part-timer did hell lot better than me. Haiz, i wish my leaders didnt have so much faith in me..all their hopes pinned on me, and i let them down. Their punishment to let me take order? 4 glasses of soda water (Just so u dont know wat soda water is, it is not ice cream soda. It is the worst drink ever. Bitter but yet absolute no taste. Go buy a bottle of perrier and u will know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When i started my dinner shift, i was pulled in to do kitchen duty. At first i tot 'wtf dish-washing again?' But it didnt turn out to be dish-washing. They wanted me to prepare dishes. This deserves a bigger 'WTF!' The kitchen crew said they needed me but my other supervisor say i am supposed to take order. But, the kitchen crew were short of helpers due to the minced-hand incident, so i was dropped there. DURING DINNER RUSH! OMG! somehow i survived that ordeal, with the guidance and help of the kitchen crew. sure tiring, but fun. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3 days of my first job. 3 different tasks..wat do they think i am? Superman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt know there is a spelling check for blogging..quite cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5556370543497335414?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5556370543497335414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5556370543497335414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5556370543497335414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5556370543497335414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-so-far-so-it-is-third-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7006217034026365050</id><published>2009-02-03T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:43:51.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i started working today at Astons. got all hyped up and cldnt slp in the morning..think i woke at 7. I was like thinking to myself: Finally! No more moring days where i stare at my computer and tv! Rolled around until like 8+ b4 i got up. Since i live so nearby, i reached there at like 11am. Lol. Got 3 new comers. 2 part-time, 1 full time. Me and another girl were the part-timers, quite pretty and also going TP. AHEM! Ya then, we got briefed abt the table numbers, laying the tables, miscellanious and maintenance work. It is all the tedious stuff, but still essential in makeing the customers visit a pleasant one. the first few week for new comers are abt the same till we familiarise ourself, only then can we take orders. So i received this paper abt ordering system and how the food is liked. Memorise abt 2/3 of it on the spot. Smart eh? The full-timer got the paper like last week so he know everything le..cheat rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here comes the bad news. The manager came up to my leader and said: 'hey we need help washing the dishes. get one of the part-timers.' So i was like shit! One girl, one boy, guess who HAS to wash the dishes? ME DUH! Im satrting to think wat YC said was correct. What if they got my name wrong? Or worse, they hire me as waiter, but sort of politically force me to be dishwasher. Something abt wat the manager said made me worry. She said to the part-timers: 'U must work atleast 3 days to get ur pay, if u work 2 days, u wun get any pay..it wld be like working for free.' So guess how many days am i working this week? THREE!!! Gosh..this is extremely worrying. And the worse thing abt the system is that, u ldnt know if ur working nxt week..so maybe they hire me this week, and on thur say 'Here ur pay boy! U don't need to turn up nxt week!' HORRORS OF HORRORS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Oh wait, i cant bad mouth my employer. So i was given this opportunity to be behind the scenes of the great food serving at Astons. How honourable eh? It started out fine, as i have to wait for the lunch crowd to slowly stream in, eat their food, and then for me to wash. The worse thing is this, all of a sudden, there will this huge pile of plates and cutlery stacked up for me. This is when i rushed like mad. And as there is limited cutlery at Astons, i have to plan wat to wash nxt. Like should i wash the cups first or the cutlery? Both are in shortage, and i have to clear the plates or they will be at risk of falling and breaking. Didnt know dish-washing cld be so taxing to the mind. And i tink i need to slim down..the narrow passage from the dirty plate collection point to the dish washer is hardly able to squeeze 2 person who are rushing abt. And the thing abt peak hours is that everyone is rushing and wants to have things done quickly, causing them to be easily irrtable. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Worst part abt dish-washing is that u can nvr really stop, coz there will always be things to wash. Take for after the lunch period, the cooking crew will be wanting their pots and pans washed. And there are tons of cups and cutlery and plates and many other things waiting to be washed. The hardest things to wash is the kitchen stuff. Burnt, stuff like mash potato and rice sticks to the side. Those stians are so stubborn that i have to scrub, wash, scrub, wash many times b4 they are clean. All the while, the kitchen crew chasing down my neck for the pots and pans for them to prepare dinner. And the stack of dirty plates just seem nvr ending. Good thing? i tink my muscle is growing! :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Staff there are pretty awesome and friendly. Just know who to mess with and who not to mess with and im fine. Quite a few pretty waitresses too. Lets all hope tmr, i dun get to do dishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7006217034026365050?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7006217034026365050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7006217034026365050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7006217034026365050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7006217034026365050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-started-working-today-at-astons.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5059926164905751682</id><published>2009-01-30T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:46:28.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna restart blogging..no idea if its the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this lame Simpsoms movie on Star Movies while starving coz the only cheap food stall near my hse is only cny break till the 4th feb..no idea why so long. Haiz feel like ordering macs but now economic downturn feel bad wasting money. Then the nearest food stall is like parkway, lazy go all the way there..so i shall starve and skip lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got posted to Aerospace @ Temasek Polytechinic. will most probably appeal to some JC, thx to my aunt. She adviced my mum to not pay my poly sch fees and only pay my jc sch fees. haiz and the worse things is, the competition for JC his year is very fierce, alot of ppl didnt make it to their choice of school. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. im starting work nxt week at astons(east coast) its opposite katong mall. so come visit when ur free. i will be working on weekdays from 11.30 onwards to abt 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5059926164905751682?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5059926164905751682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5059926164905751682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5059926164905751682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5059926164905751682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2009/01/gonna-restart-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3333735307424275196</id><published>2008-12-08T04:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T04:44:06.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading people's blog and saw this quiz on Tiffany's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #1 :People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 :Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;yah duh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a girl younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;ya..why not? young girls are cute.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love? so long as my patience dun run out..i will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars? Donate to ManUtd football club. Donate to singapore some research and sports prganization. buy a nice hse. NO cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;why not? if best friends, then u shld know each other very well..lesser quarrelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;being loved..loving sm1 is painful if the other party is discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out 5 favourite things that you like and 3 things of yourself&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have more closer friends.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have a nicer family.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have the best comp in the world so i can say gd bye to lags and missing files.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have an Ipod, MCR, SIMPLE PLAN, Fall-out Boys, Boys Like Girls and McFly albums.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have some superpower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a guy. My bdae is on the 16 Jan. I hope i get gd O level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;erm i dunno...falls under the secrets department..like duh rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing things and people from my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;A beard(maybe goatee), a moustache, muscular(hopefully), and maybe rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is being regarded as the most important thing in your life?Friends. Man Utd winning everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;errr. single and rich..no need to be obnoxiously rich but can live comfortably can le. as for why not married, there are reasons few wld know, n maybe i will change my mindset later on in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Blue. Red used to be my fav for like 8 years, but i like blue now. black and grey also under the top fav colous list. but it must be the clean kind. I dun like dirty grey or like dirty blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, and both of them do the same, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to pick? cant i have both? lol..jk. case by case basis. Maybe the prettier one..maybe the one that i spent so much effort chasing..maybe the one from a happy family, hu knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;forgive yes, though it may take time. Forgeting it wld be difficult..afterall i have residual memories. meaning, i will rmb stuff i dun want to no metter the time period. UP to today, i still have memories of my first Power Rangers action figure when i got it at like 3-4 yrs old..and it is still quite clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How do you say goodbye to something you don't want to let go ?&lt;br /&gt;i don't. I will try all methods. even if it takes a long time. maybe i will let go for awhile, but i will be sure to hook it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If there is a choice between lover and friends,which will you choose? Depends on the people u toking abt..and the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you fall in love soon?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged (Friends to do)&lt;br /&gt;Fiona, Adeline, Jeremy, Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i am doing this coz dear Tiffany tagged me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3333735307424275196?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3333735307424275196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3333735307424275196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3333735307424275196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3333735307424275196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-reading-peoples-blog-and-saw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6699110894750968190</id><published>2008-11-10T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:31:13.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm damn long since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osama: 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SRf-HCRqQDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Yqh6joW6MIM/s1600-h/osama.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SRf-HCRqQDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Yqh6joW6MIM/s320/osama.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266957686056566834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will change the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama: 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SRf-HPS7oGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PGBkO16lfmo/s1600-h/obama.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SRf-HPS7oGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PGBkO16lfmo/s320/obama.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266957689551560802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will change the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: this post is by a freelancer and shall receive amnesty from everything:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6699110894750968190?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6699110894750968190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6699110894750968190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6699110894750968190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6699110894750968190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm-damn-long-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/SRf-HCRqQDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Yqh6joW6MIM/s72-c/osama.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7055288959357109354</id><published>2008-07-06T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:22:07.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes!!! finally i can blog for weeks i got locked out due to stupid ERROR 30!!! Microsoft Internet Explorer Unscripted Error. how to solve? lucky ed gave me the link to firfox and now i can blog. YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz still too late for me to blog abt choir russia's trip. no mood le. abt the singing, the practise, my wierd singing style, the vodka night, the place, the ppl, the funny tour guide, the boring city, the yellow palace, the supermart, auntie lucy, the chinese food, the hotel etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video of tkchoir performance in the competition:http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=7F0113B17D4D438F&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7055288959357109354?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7055288959357109354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7055288959357109354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7055288959357109354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7055288959357109354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-finally-i-can-blog-for-weeks-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-1243712246874176156</id><published>2008-06-08T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:12:49.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz..now life is apparently extremely sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir will be leaving for russia in abt 9 days? i will be missing so many practices which is doomed for choir and me. I just dun see TK choir getting the 9th best choir in the world..even in 5 yrs time, which was the original plan. tk choir quality now is barely a third of the SYF team. We split the team into 4 rows and everything is screwed..no tune, wrong notes, sharp, flat, no rhythm...it sounds like tone-deaf ppl are singing..i tink only row 1 was the most presentable..only a few off keys. thats coz most of the Sls and SCswere there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basses entire first row was that way. Leaving the Sec 1, 2 n 3 in the other rows. basses sec 3s are disappointing, cant expect much from lower sec. then push all the way back to row 4..only sec 4 there as the pitcher. im suppose to suply CORRECT notes to the almost hopeless row 2 and 3, albeit a few individuals. if i supply wrong notes and no one corrects, then the whole choir will be off tune coz, basses are like the base for other sections to get their notes...so in short GG. I miss Felix standing next to me..for the past three yrs, he was the one giving me my notes and correcting me...im doing a lousy job as a pitcher now... STRESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as i was saying..we will be bringing the competition to Russia. Europe and espiecially the small countries near Russia, are world famous for thie choir..top few are from there. the other time, back in sec 1, a small Estonia's Childrens's TV Choir popped by the regional choir competition Voyage Of Songs, orginally meant for SEA choirs, and top every category they participated, took the competition by storm, become the top choir in that competition. Imagine, now we are going there, where choirs a whole lot better are competing...total ownage for TK choir..SOMEONE BLESS US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current List of top 1000 choir in the world:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.emsfatmawati.com/MUSICA_MUNDI_World_Ranking_List.pdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines Primary School Choir: 420th place&lt;br /&gt;Tk choir: No where to be found in the top 1000 choir in the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1243712246874176156?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1243712246874176156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1243712246874176156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1243712246874176156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1243712246874176156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-670920102707098980</id><published>2008-06-04T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:33:28.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received this hilarious email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese teachers crying…&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;１。题目：一边……一边……&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：他一边脱衣服，一边穿裤子。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：他到底是要脱还是要穿啊？ &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;２。题目：其中&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：我的其中一只左脚受伤了。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：你是蜈蚣吗？ &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;３。题目：陆陆续续&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：下班了，爸爸陆陆续续的回家了。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：你到底有几个爸爸呀？ &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;４。题目：难过&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：我家门前有条水沟很难过。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：老师更难过。 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;５。题目：又  又&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：我的妈妈又矮又高又胖又瘦。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语；你的妈妈 是变形金钢吗？ &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;６。题目：你看&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：你看什么看！没看过啊&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：没看过 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;７。题目：欣欣向荣&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：欣欣向荣荣告白。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：连续剧不要看太多了！ &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;８。题目：好吃&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：好吃个屁。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：有些东西是不能吃的。 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;９。题目：天真&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：今天真热。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：你真天真。 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;１０。题目：果然&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：昨天我吃水果，然后喝凉水。&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：是词组，不能分开的。 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;１１。题目：先……再……，例题：先吃饭，再冼澡。&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：先生，再见！&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：想像力超过了地球人的智慧。 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;１２。题目：况且&lt;br /&gt;小朋友写：一列火车经过，况且况且况且况且况且况&lt;br /&gt;老师批语：我死了算了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it is now the June Holidays...or what it is "supposed to be" these two weeks..is mad. Lessons everyday up to 6pm. even longer than curriculum time..its like wtf lah. after sch 2pm dnt or choir. each time i pon one of it i feel bad..yet both equally important. just too pressed for time to make anyone happy. now my dnt tcher tinks i am not interested in dnt, and my choir tinks i am not interested in Russia too. sian, each time i pon, i go through a major headache. added with tuition and other reasons, im even more pressed for time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;further more, due to my results, i am now on supposed study streak. no more computer, and must sit outside to study, with my sis sitting with me to supervise me..like wtf. and im not allowed to slp any earlier than 12am. so its extremely tired for me everyday nonstop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i tink the "press for time" stress is the worst of all..coz it realise is leading to alot more stress from others..like friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-670920102707098980?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/670920102707098980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=670920102707098980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/670920102707098980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/670920102707098980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/06/received-this-hilarious-email-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2743298120239862059</id><published>2008-05-22T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T02:58:40.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>欧设邦：那位英国老师真是的。用什么汉语品应嘛！把握的名字叫得糊里糊涂。现在每个人都叫我 Willian Hung 然后场“She bang! She bang! Oh baby.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;博兴：你还好嘛。我们班长,龙芳,被叫成long fang. 有suan 她是吸血动物.应委会吸血的动物才有 Long Fang.我叫博兴,还不时被他叫成 Boxing! 最惨的就是那位信赖的中国学生. 名叫尤灿蝶..被那老师年成you can die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2743298120239862059?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2743298120239862059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2743298120239862059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2743298120239862059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2743298120239862059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/05/willian-hung-she-bang-she-bang-oh-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4094969929424016272</id><published>2008-05-13T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:50:39.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew..i almost got locked out of my own blog..cldnt rmb the pw. maybe i shld store it smwhere or tell sm1 to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i really hate myself..i feel like bursting mself into millions of fragment. that way i can do many things at once and not one thing at a time..its bad enough i have to tahan the pressure of X, its mostly parental stress thats killing me. These year must be the most stressful year i have ever had..infact, i wld say the year where i actually am stressed. i wonder what i did in my past life to get this family..really sux. and worst of all, is that im at their mercy..which i really hate. ALOT!!! i just cant stop thinking what they said during march hols..if it comes true..i will really have to say byebye to everyone coz im practically non-existant. wonder what i will do then..not to mention the days to come.. and its not say i never try, ok maybe not my best, but wat they said is damn discouraging lah..some parents i have. its like being caged in a river. the cage is the only thing thats keeping me from freedom, yet is also the thing that is keeping the crocs away from me. and the crocs are like my parents, circling around, waiting for me to fail and pounce on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufferring from mid-teen crisis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4094969929424016272?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4094969929424016272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4094969929424016272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4094969929424016272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4094969929424016272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/05/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8651082117253265091</id><published>2008-04-21T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:26:00.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who are they exactly? cruel reminders of the past? or useful motivators? y are the appearing in my life weekly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8651082117253265091?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8651082117253265091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8651082117253265091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8651082117253265091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8651082117253265091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-are-they-exactly-cruel-reminders-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2673949856082556594</id><published>2008-04-18T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:14:49.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouh today got chinese oral. no comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2673949856082556594?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-756248844527569167</id><published>2008-04-13T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:37:24.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i woke up extremely unhappy. more or less, i was gloomy the whole day. i lost my voice...and it was pretty serious. never once i experience smtg like this. talk no sound come out, even if i force, only a crows cry came out. no surprise there...nvr in my life did i scream so much for two consecutive days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my genius tcher gave me two cans of coke. after drinking half a can, i cld talk little bit. after the two cans, it sounded as though ntg happened. miracles of two cokes of cans. perhaps it was my amazing healing ability of voie...yet to have a sore throat which lasted more than half a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i came up with a 2 eqns lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which chemical eqn is the sexiest?&lt;br /&gt;Se         +  Xe    -&gt; SeX + e&lt;br /&gt;(selenium)   (xenon)-&gt; sex-e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one is my favourite...just came up with it today.&lt;br /&gt;RHS=LHS&lt;br /&gt;R=L&lt;br /&gt;2R=2L&lt;br /&gt;RR=LL&lt;br /&gt;RL=LL&lt;br /&gt;Sub L=1 into the eqn.&lt;br /&gt;RL=1&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Lee = No 1!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-756248844527569167?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/756248844527569167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=756248844527569167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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One that can make ppl be on up on their feet. A soothing touching music followed by a spectacular climax and awesome ending. I personally thought it was better than the previous one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat was it that went wrong? 10 February 2008, Joan told me that if she could choose a band to be in, it wld be TK BAND, not her school's. She said it was the best she hve seen, heard, known. That was before she knew i was in TK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that brings me back to the different judging system of SYF. Dunno if it applied to the Central Display Band Competition thingy, but 7 judges is alot of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they didnt have luck on their side to tip them forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrongly awarded and deserves better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-483555313322290403?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/483555313322290403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=483555313322290403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/483555313322290403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/483555313322290403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2748919261684446211</id><published>2008-04-02T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:23:35.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was april's fools day. for some reason, i dun seem hyped up for april's fools day. nvr plan any pranks or watsoever...and as tiffany said, "ur using the same old pranks for 3 yrs." so anw, i brought my "condom" box that actually has Nivea sun tan lotion inside to school for pranking. first i wanted to prank mrs chee, but jia shun didnt co-operate  so unsuccessful. den was ettiquette. the tcher seemed in a bad mood to start off, so i didnt want to prank her. the topic was on dining deportment. made me damn hungry. it was very interesting and lots of jokes made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me remember this video. i tink i posted it some time back, but cant find tha post. so nvm, always nice to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihfieZBWT_E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihfieZBWT_E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2748919261684446211?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2748919261684446211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2748919261684446211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2748919261684446211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2748919261684446211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-aprils-fools-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7315272686184309806</id><published>2008-03-20T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T17:25:38.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i didnt i was such a good writer. my compo for the level test i tink last term got 20/30. my highest in history so far. it was abt 3 brothers bob, bernard and brian. it basically in the context of 3 lttle pigs, the big bad wolf being a tornado. at the end, bob, the eldest wanted to build the strongest hse ever. but the 2 younger brothers asked him "Can you do it?" and Bob the builder said, "Yes i can!" lol. i guess mdm nora likes fairy tales and kiddy shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7315272686184309806?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-14750396.post-9057751480234066715</id><published>2008-03-15T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:08:21.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a little joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a common measurement of length: the foot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlVjC5PqI/AAAAAAAAADA/IVbwrku_3V8/s1600-h/foot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlVjC5PqI/AAAAAAAAADA/IVbwrku_3V8/s320/foot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177984354939911842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a much more common measurement: the feet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlmDC5PrI/AAAAAAAAADI/a5EHKKfAtmY/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlmDC5PrI/AAAAAAAAADI/a5EHKKfAtmY/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177984638407753394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the professional measurement: the quare feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its either: feet x feet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlmDC5PrI/AAAAAAAAADI/a5EHKKfAtmY/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlmDC5PrI/AAAAAAAAADI/a5EHKKfAtmY/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177984638407753394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlmDC5PrI/AAAAAAAAADI/a5EHKKfAtmY/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlmDC5PrI/AAAAAAAAADI/a5EHKKfAtmY/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177984638407753394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or literally sq feet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vmSjC5PsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/p-dXTlSf4aM/s1600-h/sq+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vmSjC5PsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/p-dXTlSf4aM/s320/sq+feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177985402911932098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so which measurement is ur hse measured in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-9057751480234066715?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/9057751480234066715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=9057751480234066715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/9057751480234066715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/9057751480234066715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R9vlVjC5PqI/AAAAAAAAADA/IVbwrku_3V8/s72-c/foot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4776208501042314309</id><published>2008-03-13T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:24:40.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to russ's hse for the first time after 4 yrs.had to lie to go out. actually, im fine nt going out, just that today my mum's on leave, and i dun enjoy her company. so my lie was "going out with pri sch friend". y will it work? coz "ctaching up with pri sch friend is imp". okay. it wasnt a total lie. we had plans to go TM, but didnt come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went PP eat brunch. i tot it was breakfast so i ordered a bowl of chin chow. then i realise it was lunch, so i ordered a bbq beef set. ed and yc was damn lame. ate le then ed yc dissapear to sm place for them long. they say go toilet but the time they went is way longer than a man having die-a-rear(dunno how to spell). then seems russ owed wynne two scoops of andersons ice-cream due to some bet. then wynne damn smart. she decided to eat a single scoop today and the other scoop another time. haha russ was like complaining, "SIAN LAH! double scoop cheaper than single scoop leh!!! waste my $1!!!" haha damn comical the both of them. wynne likes cookies'n'cream...only smart ppl like me appreciate that taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went his hse, at the basement carpark met Mr n Mrs Chio, damn funny. Mr Chio was like whitling to russ(signalling wind) and super hilarious. if they didnt have smtg can di siao me with, i wld have helped him di siao russ and wynne. went up his hse, wynne learnt guitar(both acoustic and electronic), couple of chords and an Avril Ler-vin(dunno how to spell) song. obv, russ consistently coached her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smhow, ed and yc disappear and appeared after a damn long time and appeared with a dog(u know hu), 3 macdonald french fries. they shld keep this up, im sure next time they will appear with Jessica Alba and some tiger beer liao. Mrs Chio came up with pizza hut. the dog ate the bones and scraps. after that watched a few  youtube videos damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHFmKg_rnJg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHFmKg_rnJg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHFmKg_rnJg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch all the videos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4776208501042314309?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4776208501042314309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4776208501042314309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4776208501042314309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4776208501042314309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-went-to-russs-hse-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4037832694904622654</id><published>2008-03-06T21:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:47:55.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oral training:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a telephone exchange between a hotel GUEST and ROOM SERVICE at a hotel in Asia which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review. YOU MUST READ THIS ALOUD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speke: Are you there? Are you there?&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  No, I’m here.&lt;br /&gt;Speke: What’s your name?&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  Watt.&lt;br /&gt;Speke: Can’t you hear? What’s your name?&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  My name’s Watt.&lt;br /&gt;Speke: I’m asking you.&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  I’m called Watt.&lt;br /&gt;Speke: I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  I am Mr Tom Watt.&lt;br /&gt;Speke: Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t understand.&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Speke: Speke.&lt;br /&gt;Watt:  I am speaking. What’s your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL? read the nest one. dunno if you have seen this tongue twister b4...Must also read aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. See owned a saw.And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw.Now See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw.Before Soar saw See,Which made Soar sore.Had Soar seen See's saw.Before See sawed Soar's seesaw,See's saw would not have sawed Soar's seesaw.So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw.But it was sad to see Soar so sore.Just because See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds me of this Cantonese word which is pronounced as "SOR-SEE"...which basically means key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i damn long nvr blog le. dunno what to blog, ntg to talk abt. i wld say this yr i grow alot quieter. How? i dunno. just less shouting i guess.i tink this yr doom le. wk 9 then started paying attention in class. PAYING ATTENTION! not even studying for tests or revising. doom? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i officially tink my FT has a weird character and a bad role model and tcher.how? just because we never collect donations for the donation drive, he made us write a 250 essay on how to collect donations and why we never did it. is he allowed to tat? no. its suppose to be a DONATION drive. it means donating money based on free will, though luck if we are stingy. first he punish us for playing bridge in classroom by playing bridge infront of the staffroom and lecture us abt the proper rules of playing bridge. and shockingly, he have nvr given anyone anything as a present b4. not during valentine's day to his wife or any other day. none at all. tat he revealed to us on mon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4037832694904622654?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4037832694904622654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4037832694904622654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4037832694904622654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4037832694904622654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/03/oral-training-this-is-telephone.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-369957292191394374</id><published>2008-02-07T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:32:36.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how shld i say this? today, the first day of chinese new yr is quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main events:&lt;br /&gt;1)i find out that i am of dutch origins.&lt;br /&gt;2)i earned 16 bucks at one point of the gambling session even when my capitol was $0&lt;br /&gt;3)my reliative's neighbour(of whom i have no idea is) gave me a $50 hong bao. I AM FINALLY RICH AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...its nice having a dutch peranakan chinese new year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-369957292191394374?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/369957292191394374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=369957292191394374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/369957292191394374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/369957292191394374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-shld-i-say-this-today-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7147513868580865598</id><published>2008-02-06T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:09:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. tml is the start of the chinese new year. and how am i feeling rite now? alsolutely horrendous. all thx to my mother. wat happen? i got home and had to do a whole lot of cleaning. im fine with cleaning, but what my mother treat me as is worse than my old maid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to like wash/brush/clean the whole balcony with nothing more than a small little hand brush, soap powder and water. A SMALL LITTLE HAND BRUSH!!! and all she can say is: "ooh! my skin cant get under the afternoon sun or i will get black heads." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that she got all angry with me for no reason and made me handwash a set of queen size bedsheet.if she gave me a couple of pails, i wld have not complain in view of the festive season. BUT NO! sha asked me to wash in my sink. what does that mean? i have to wash the sink first. clog it up and fill it with water before washing it and repeating the same process over and over again, rite? of coz it wld take damn bloody long to wash it with one measly basin instead of a sink. and she can still scream at me for taking so long and wasting water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went out for reunion dinner. ironically, i wish not to be near her ever. on the way to the restaurant, i got sleepy in the car and slept. then she go and lecture me abt slping in the car. wth is her problem with sleeping in the car during useless time such as travelling. its like making full use of the time lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from this furiating day, something peculiar happened to me on tue. i, yy, js and aman was caught playing bridge in class by our FT. hence as punishment, he made us play bridge outside the staffroom for the whole of recess. after the game, he den continued to tell us the official method of playing competitive bridge and the rules. after that, he told us his experience of it...diao or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7147513868580865598?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7147513868580865598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7147513868580865598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7147513868580865598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7147513868580865598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/02/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4545978675003035217</id><published>2008-01-18T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:49:33.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thur was a super long day. i had to like go thru 6 diff classes. its damn crappy. then had maths remedial and finally dnt remedial. what i tot wld b a total drag was extremely not to be. it turned out to be a total opposite. we laughed and laughed our heads off. mr tan was ultimately extremely crappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a feww of the presents received&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-1643178810118165533?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/1643178810118165533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=1643178810118165533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1643178810118165533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/1643178810118165533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R5B4fvYdG9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/b53TUPrwJcs/s72-c/DSC00239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6457321578837700385</id><published>2008-01-18T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:48:02.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and foremost, i will blog abt my bdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i went to school with many threats of tau pok. azri and brandon were teasing me alot abt it and they were acting really wierd. then aman and nas did the same thing. after that was yy nicky faizan and js. ok so i was glad that my recess was away from all the other sec 4s. coz that meant that no one wld tau pok me...espiecially imran. so after that, i learn tat Ms Toh's bf wasalso a RYAN! then i was like err...she said we were 天远之别。 atleast i tink thats how i tink it is wrote. which was fine by me coz which girl wld say her bf lousy? so anw, assembly i and jem disturbed each other alot. i wonder if he like jia min nt leh, yc dun jealous hor. after assembly was the real hard work. i tink it was due to my slimness, i manage to give jem the slip and slid pass thru many others to run away. lol. yea so i escaped. felt wierd reaching home at 2: 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner time went some ulu pandan place near town excelsior hotel i tink. we went inside a korean bbq buffet restaurant. the furnishing was poor and the food was of limited types meaning 1 type of chicken, pork, beef and prawn. all looked unmarinated but it was surprisingly sumptious. then while cooking, i tot @ in restaurants we pay GST to have the food cooked and served. here we pay full GST to cook and it was selfserve. no sense rite? i tink must sg must make some changes abt the buffet and steamboat criteria thingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6457321578837700385?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6457321578837700385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6457321578837700385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6457321578837700385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6457321578837700385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-and-foremost-i-will-blog-abt-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2116381087868764100</id><published>2008-01-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:07:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm okay like tiff, my 2nd post of the yr. just celebrated my 16 bdae which falls on the 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ystd, woke up to prepare for the party. i waas just abt starting to clean up when tiff called saying she was coming. 3hrs earlier!!! i was like wth, had to chiong and pack the hse, stuffing everything into any corner i cld find hidden. after that, i picked ed, ys, tiff, cher. the girls played a stupid game of mario and the guys played dota. then i picked rach and wy at East Shore Hospital Bus-stop. met imran and khairul there. haha then imran joked as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Imran: "So whose there already?" &lt;br /&gt;Me: "edmund yingcong cheryl tiff."&lt;br /&gt;Imran: "cheryl tiff(teeth)? Whats Cheryl's teeth doing there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that wynne and russ came, they shouted throught the glass door lah. no actually it was wynne hu did that. it was only one most ppl arrive did the party start to kick off. lol we played marvel vs capcom, soccer, dead or alive. then the girls stayed inside my room and did dunno what inside lah. all i know is that cheryl is still as sick as ever. imran was talking abt belts when he checked his. then cheryl practically stared at his *there* the whole time, mouth agaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to eat dinner and supposed play soccer. but it didnt happen. so instead i tot we might as well make water balloons. i was surprised that none have played water balloons b4. so everyone asked how to make water balloons. i tink someone got frustrated with the tedious process and decided to go and pour the tub of water down my neck. ouh ouh, i tink it was rach. so i went to pour a bigger pail of water down hers. that was when the real fun started. i tink we threw in jem, then rach and everyone either got thrown in or they were self initiated&lt;br /&gt;i wld say it was damn fun. i was practically blind and i went arnd asking who they were. i spoke to imran in chi thinking he was my cuz, and spoke to my cuz in malay thinking he was imran. when anyone spoke to me, i cant see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we bathed and cut cake. wy was somewhat ill and had to leave early. after cutting cake, we hung arnd and waited for everyone to bathe. then we headed to the park and hang arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiff left and wynne played o2jam, jem watched soccer/play PSP/ play comp, the rest and i either played x-box or chess. then ed did yc's hw, what a gd friend. hmmm then ed and yc stole my bed. they slept on my bed and i had only a corner to rest. even then, they continuedly kicked me like i was a ball. then again, i was much more lucky then russ. he shared the sofa with wynne. then dunno what happen, wynne gave russ a kicked in the head and russ now has a blueblack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up next morning, and we continued playing. jem was comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from jem.&lt;br /&gt;"I like WYNNE"&lt;br /&gt;"I love Wynne"&lt;br /&gt;"I need Wynne"&lt;br /&gt;"I want Wynne"&lt;br /&gt;...obv it isnt infront of wynne when he said that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2116381087868764100?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2116381087868764100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2116381087868764100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2116381087868764100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2116381087868764100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/01/hmm-okay-like-tiff-my-2nd-post-of-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-118219393920177092</id><published>2008-01-01T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:21:16.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from malaysia. i wld say its one of the most fulfilling one. broke a few personal records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new yr celebrations was boring. sitting in a lounge where it was filled with smoke and they even missed the countdown. its like outside the big screen outside the window, they were counting down. then when the fireworks were shot, the DJ was still at 10.... Anw, prior to that was a huge buffet dinner at the coffee house. i broke my personal record and continuously ate for 3hr, btw im not a slow eater like lisa. for $55 they served caviar and lobster. CAVIAR for $55 is a steal. it normally costs $200 for a mini can of it. and my sister took the whole serving cup to our table tinking it was the last cup left...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the other record i broke was watching 3 movies in a row in the cinemas. i watched national treasure ( rocks ), AVP2 ( sux ), warlords ( ok ). and the best thing is tat i watched avp2 on the 30, earlier than the release in singapore. somehow or rather, the malaysian rating for AVP2 is M18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya btw, happy new yr to everyone and happy belated bdae to rachel and gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm the past yr has lots of ups and downs. from SYF to results. and im not really looking forward to the new yr coz it will be one hectic mad rush.and the end might be bitter or swt. so im not gonna ask much, and hope it will end half swt and half bitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new yr resolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work harder&lt;br /&gt;play lesser&lt;br /&gt;slp earlier&lt;br /&gt;focus more&lt;br /&gt;hand in hw on time completed ( eceptions to first week of sch)&lt;br /&gt;stay awake in class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-118219393920177092?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/118219393920177092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=118219393920177092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/118219393920177092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/118219393920177092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-from-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7746137362690746521</id><published>2007-12-25T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:29:17.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must have been a very bad boy this yr bah. this have got to be a record low christmas present for me. gosh i, haiz this yr have been nothing but downs for me.oh well erm ntg to say. Merry Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7746137362690746521?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7746137362690746521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7746137362690746521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7746137362690746521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7746137362690746521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-must-have-been-very-bad-boy-this-yr.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7944098114582588019</id><published>2007-12-23T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T18:31:19.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm so my mum's finally back after going to australia for a week. a quiet week for me gone so fast... so anw now its going to sch start. lets see what i have done so far. NTG! totally did no revision or whatsoever same goes for hw... so dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's so dead, i dun even feel like posting liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little irony. singapore is known to be a fast country and yet everyone is walking on the left which is so slow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7944098114582588019?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7944098114582588019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7944098114582588019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7944098114582588019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7944098114582588019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmmm-so-my-mums-finally-back-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2199421092774180452</id><published>2007-12-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:50:10.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the mysterious miracles of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time when i was a young kid,i read 老夫子. i dun understand what they wrote butatleast i cld make out the comedy bhind it and the story. but now, i read the bubble conversation, i dun understand a single thing as everything dun make sense...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2199421092774180452?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2199421092774180452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2199421092774180452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2199421092774180452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2199421092774180452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/12/mysterious-miracles-of-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2706238164041464363</id><published>2007-12-02T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:37:26.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's topic is abt Pikachu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Pikachu Japanese? i mean where did he orginate from. mosk ofthe pokemons have japanese name. etc pikacu, lugia. yet some are very english. etc butterfree, ratata. many ppl say is japanese but i have nvr seen a single episode of Pokemon is Japanese, even on the internet. however, the animation is very anime-like... then again, the games abt pikachu that exists like gamboy yellow version are english. there is a japanese version,  but i have also seen a german and french version too. the action figures both have english and japanese version. so issit from japan? or some western country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess with this video, everything is answered.&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iAUXdDO_NgM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iAUXdDO_NgM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dosent she look like Pikachu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2706238164041464363?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2706238164041464363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2706238164041464363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2706238164041464363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2706238164041464363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/12/todays-topic-is-abt-pikachu.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8546044437525252525</id><published>2007-11-30T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:47:02.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IN SERIOUS NEED OF RELAXATION. OVER STRESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only is there stuff to settle at home, its my form of relaxation that is giving me headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My X-box console just went *poof* today. i was playing for FIVE MINUTES, and it went smoking liao.FIVE MINTUTES!!! was working perfectly fine ystd. and wats worse is that it had my fav game inside. i tink my disc is unretreivable liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Then after that, i went to play piano to calm my nerves. i took out the tong hua score which i was suppose to lent russ(dunno if he still wan). been many months since i touched the piano, surprisingly i managed to decipher and made some sense of the score. but the bloody F key just wldnt work...need to tune piano liao...i tink  the last time we tuned it was few yrs back. that iritated my as the score was in F major...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Facebook was suppose to be aa form of relaxtion for me. but the werewolf/vampire/slayer/zombie thingy with the starcraft and the pirate v ninja thingy is making me overly obsessed with Facebook. Its an unhealthy obsession. now theres more stuff to do as Facebook reveals itself to me, i tink i will turn mad facebooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)the tons of sch hw and tuition hw is piling, and i cant figure a single maths qn given to me. DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) the games i play are sucky. they either cant work or cant function properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In serious need to find other sources of relaxation. Anyone hu has any suggestion PLEASE TELL ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8546044437525252525?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8546044437525252525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8546044437525252525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8546044437525252525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8546044437525252525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-serious-need-of-relaxation.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6241262375051037880</id><published>2007-11-25T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:06:39.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the price i wld pay for alittle privacy and lone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had guests. and of all the days in the year, my parents have to quarrell again. come to think of it, i think i had enough. i mean hu the hell pack the whole hse twice a yr, including the storeroom! u said to everyone to pack our own room and even gave us a deadline. im fine with that. but pack ur room? nvm. then still ask me pack the living room and stuff. i say dun wan do also cnt. then u break stuff i have to clean. wats worse. u feel hot then have to on the huge aircon in the living room so that u can relax and enjoy air con while the rest of us are packing. and u cldnt just reach a few centimetres out and get the control. u have to call me from my room when im busy and help u on it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cost so far: brand new light bulb: $12.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss pri sch days where hols were like years and that there were no worries. noo worries abt studies or family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6241262375051037880?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6241262375051037880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6241262375051037880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6241262375051037880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6241262375051037880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/price-i-wld-pay-for-alittle-privacy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3786762843425916784</id><published>2007-11-24T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:45:03.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm my parents are crap. why? they woke me up at 6 in the morning. practically blasted in my hhead to just "follow orders" and then rushed me to get ready. then they went to east coast park macs just to have breakfast. they say if late wun get to enjoy the "$2 deal" ... wats more is that they didnt even order the $2 meal. they decided to order the usual breakfast set. can u imagine? getting up at 6 to eat some cheapskate $2 breakfast meal at macs. if it was for some to-die-for meal, i wldnt mind. but its not. ITS A FREAKING MACDONALD BREAKFAST SET! further more its $2!!! and worse of all, MACDONALDS!!! oh, did i mention i hate macs? yea. and they cld have went to the outlet at parkway which is nearer instead of ECP...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3786762843425916784?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3786762843425916784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3786762843425916784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3786762843425916784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3786762843425916784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm-my-parents-are-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-3366917452570685717</id><published>2007-11-22T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:21:13.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVcJf0sXI/AAAAAAAAABo/bMCrAZHPd1o/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135604892160012658 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVcJf0sXI/AAAAAAAAABo/bMCrAZHPd1o/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That is Sean supposed to be licking joshua's butt. and i tink it is alex's hand on jleo's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVcpf0sYI/AAAAAAAAABw/u2aQi4ZWh10/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135604900749947266 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVcpf0sYI/AAAAAAAAABw/u2aQi4ZWh10/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;that is some other guy i forgot supposedly having intercourse with alex. and alex's having oral sex with another guy while holding j leo's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVdJf0sZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bBOWXd7Mdsg/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135604909339881874 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVdJf0sZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bBOWXd7Mdsg/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. jleo looked damn happy.possibly he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVdpf0saI/AAAAAAAAACA/NtLpf5CwB8s/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135604917929816482 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVdpf0saI/AAAAAAAAACA/NtLpf5CwB8s/s320/DSC00202.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup dat's the final postition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVd5f0sbI/AAAAAAAAACI/MV3W-xBxmiw/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135604922224783794 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVd5f0sbI/AAAAAAAAACI/MV3W-xBxmiw/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh see that pillow? its mine.. sadly enuf, that cute person isnt me...its tate. he stole my pillow. but he looked damn sweet rite? yea didnt have the heart to wake him up. the second night he wanted to steal again and didnt succeed MUAHAHAHAHA! oh btw, he is super blur when he just wakes up and will have absolutely no memory that he even woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0e73d82d0ae6e9f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0e73d82d0ae6e9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331227451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D539BE90F66200E1A7CE4A892CCC09069C3968532.411E64E709AFDBFC7D5592C4B2E7DB007910CAA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0e73d82d0ae6e9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzo62Q3ZXCFpBt59beosj2QqYE8s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0e73d82d0ae6e9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331227451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D539BE90F66200E1A7CE4A892CCC09069C3968532.411E64E709AFDBFC7D5592C4B2E7DB007910CAA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0e73d82d0ae6e9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzo62Q3ZXCFpBt59beosj2QqYE8s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-3366917452570685717?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e0e73d82d0ae6e9f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/3366917452570685717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=3366917452570685717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3366917452570685717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/3366917452570685717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QhZtVh5mvyk/R0VVcJf0sXI/AAAAAAAAABo/bMCrAZHPd1o/s72-c/DSC00199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6475400999239566752</id><published>2007-11-22T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:13:26.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay heres the post for the second day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20 Nov 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and bathed in icy cold water.then after that ate breakfast. hmm bread and jam and milo. then we had grp skit preperation thingy. it was quite crap and very uncooperative. then sanjana just push us all and in half an hour, we were done. even with the rehearsal and stuff. HALF AN HOUR!!! the rest of the grp werent even finish thinking of ideas. so i slacked here and there. then lunch. CURRY RICE!!! i was like errrr..... so i stole 4 packets of drink and carried on eating. maybe this time round the food got curry, it tasted alittle nicer than the dinner before. however, the veg was raw... then we had sectionals and choir. learnt a new song abt some native american tribe song. bass quite easy yet difficult kinda song. so everyone was pretty sleepy and pissed the SLs off. then choir combine was sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was the amazing race thingy. i dunno why but every event in Tk has to hav amazing race...so my grp first stall was in the canteen. we were suppose to get the coin in the ice block. sounds easy? no! the ice block is like the tranparent tupperware, that hawkers use to store soup, shape and volume. the bloody 5 cent coin is in the middle. then we had to rub on the table till the thing melted. no where else. no using the watercooler hot surface, or smashing the thing on the floor. however we did use the drain cover to apply pressure causing it to melt faster but then we realise cannot and werevert back to rubbing on table with body weight. then my love junior basses in my grp carried on using nails to scratch the thing out. the sound was blood-curdling. all the girls freaked out. then they left little bit the nail pain liao. then my turn to do my part. i helf the remaining ice block and gary pounded my hand. it was so soft and i asked him to hit harder. then he whack, my hand pain like hell but the whole ice cube shattered! Goal Achieved! though we dropped a few times taking 10 sec off per drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to 3e classroom. we were suppose to grp ourselves to grps of 3 or 4. my gp being the largest had some difficulty in that. so anw, we were blindfolded except for the last guy. then in our minigrps, we were being tied together. then ying cong will try to mislead us in a maze of chair and had to concentrate on the unblindfolded guy at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we were suppose to go to the scouts area. where? no idea. then eugene said go to street soccer court... wrong! we searched asked arnd and founf it near the dentist truck. dentist truck and streetsoccer court damn far lah. we were suppose to put out face in the tub of water and bite a section of apple off and eat it. that was easy. then the first four have to go to a tub of flour and use our mouths find a sweet . u can imagine us using our face and tongue to dig in the flour and yea. my face was like santa clause with his beard. then the flour sticked to my face coz got water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the assembly plaza there and i tink i played this in sec orientation. we have to line up according to either our bdae, name langth or hieght or watsoever all on 2 wooden banch. only the leader cld tok. damn sick and difficult. somehow managed to do it and yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, was sanjana's station. i tink. we were suppose to find smtg abt haig road and katong or smtg on the whole gallery outside the audi.  sec 1 ian took damn fast to find it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the gate there.where we were suppose to find 12 toothpick hidden among the plants. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to play water bomb back at the assembly plaza. i got to hold of the ppl we get to shoot and yea sacrificed my dry self for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the bird caged there at the street soccer court and tried to spit bubbles at cups making it fall. the bubbles was the pearls like the ones in bublle teas. it tasted damn nice but my grp shooting sucked. in the end only got one hit and cheng wei was kind enuf to award us 8 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the first few grps to complete. maybe AM the first grp to complete. but points wise, we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we bathed and prepared for the farewell party. dinner was okay but still cheapskate. only two meat dish... then at the audi, we acted out skit. my grp was the best coz of me. the theme given to our grp was redand it has to be a comedy. we acted sleeping beauty coz of red hot siren red( red hot prostitute) and stuff. we based on gayness comedy and we won. dang someone should have taken a video of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my junior shu tong ordered macs for me. he ordered MCSPICY!!! didnt know mcspicy was that hot lah. so can imagine my face was red and stuff. slept at 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6475400999239566752?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6475400999239566752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6475400999239566752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6475400999239566752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6475400999239566752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-heres-post-for-second-day-20-nov.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-4865652670089100368</id><published>2007-11-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:17:35.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from camp. damn tired now even after 8 hrs of sleep.will take like damn long to blog watever happened over the last few days but nonetheless, i shall blog abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 Nov 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li yuan contacted on msn saying he wanted to go to the choir camp. Surprised! its like a yr since he last went choir and he wants to go to camp. so i helped him arranged the stuff and he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19 Nov 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited damn long before anything happened. i was appointed grp leader. then yvette was my assistant. i tot she was sec 1 or smtg. after that had section bonding. ying cong came back. he led the section bonding and it reminded me to ba cautious whn he is friendly. coz he will make us do unimaginable stuff. sick stuff. it was awesomely sick. we had to like lick each others face. then pose with hands on each others private parts and butts, depict sex scences and the sex positions and stuff. lucky i didnt kena most of it. then after that, we had to do sick dances, and crawl using our hands. oh the crawling part was like a caterpillar. the person infront of u will hold both ur legs. so its like i have to spread my legs and let the person in front of me hold it and i hold the legs of the person behind me. damn vulnerable. will upload the pics next time, tat is if i ever find my cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had sectionals. 1word: boring. after that, choir practice. 2 words: ultra boring. then bass exploded in numbers.for once in many yrs, bass had more ppl as compared to tenors. bass number: 22. so performnce time is like 5 5 6 6. as in row 1 has 5 basses, row 2 has 5 basses etc. then dinner. hmm dinner was trecherous. the vegetarian food was way better. then went up to chengwei's room to play PS2 soccer. damn fun. erm gambled abit. then went to audi to watch a movie. Hide and Seek. a lame scary show.the girl though was quite pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to canteen to have a "tenors and basses only" party. mingyan ( my sec 4 sl) and tenor sec 4sl treated us to pizza. 14 pizzas. 100 drumstick. 8 bottles of drinks!!! wah shiok lah. cldnt finish and gave the rest of the choir liao. total cost was$300....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back and continued playing. slept abt 3+. no thx to tate. he stole my inflatable pillow, making me having difficulty in sleeping. that was when i applied smtg i learnt in sch during any lesson. the art of sleeping in class. im good at that genre of art. everyone else was flipping here and there getting used to the hard table and i slept. another reason i slep that way was coz li yuan almost occupied 12 tables!!! the rest had either 3 tables or 3 chairs. i and li yuan had the 12 joined tables and he dominated it. how? he slept diagonally, so i cant lie...damn diao. but i lazy wake him up so i slept sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz the rest i blog tml or smtg... still damn tired. so i go slp liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is an edited version*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-4865652670089100368?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/4865652670089100368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=4865652670089100368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4865652670089100368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/4865652670089100368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-8857953779076213961</id><published>2007-11-13T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:26:42.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm its 5.30am in the morning and im still awake. for some  reaons, i cant slp. haiz. watching this ultra old anime called "Cooking Master Boy" in cantonese with eng subtitles. yes wierd but still ok. hmm i first watched it in like P3 or P4. haiz. shld nt have watch it. coz only make me hungry onle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-8857953779076213961?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/8857953779076213961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=8857953779076213961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8857953779076213961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/8857953779076213961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmm-its-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-2373106245963762018</id><published>2007-11-12T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:10:25.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Saturday went to Adeline's house. hmmm she must thank me for the thing being a success coz i organise de. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to choir. Shld not have went there and just pon and recuperate my running nose(haven catch yet). Cause we were re learning he Tk spirit song, a song we sang at the 50th Anniversary. I wld say that choir sucked a lot nowadays. Surprisingly, it ended like half an hour earlier. So i laze around in the canteen and watch Cheng Wei arm wrestle Samuel's younger sister in sec 1. HE BULLY RITE? haiz, after that arm wrestle him and sean. That left my arm like numb for dunno how long. Oh! i also realise something. most of the strong guys in school are not from the UG. they are form choir. Arm wrestle edmund, russ, yc all very sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that went with cheryl to the bird bus stop. y bird bus stop? coz there got alot of birds. DUH! it was drizzling and i realise that u have to bring an umbrella there. coz u dunno if drop is rain or brid waste. then edmund say if u were to stand under a building for "shelter" u get hit by a mixture of bird waste and rain = WORSE! then i started observing the birds. got a few birds which caught my eye the bluish purple birds in the cage, the small bird with ultra long tails and the uncaged birds with invisible chains. then was debating with edmund abt bus 31. long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride to BK mrt (not burger king) was long. fewe kilometres long. then was browsing thru my sms in my inbox. i realised that alot of my friends very crap. some send smses with no meaning. like edmund send "bbt"( no idea ). then russell send "k" super damn lot of times somemore. no wonder my inbox no more space. spammed with all these crap sms.then ask edmund what bbt means and he is clueless. crap rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so reached the bk mrt and we went to a bakery to buy a cake for yc. hmm while waiting for adeline to fetch us, i and edmund were once again debating which cake most suitabe for yc. then we bought the cake and cautiously strolled our way to ade's hse. coz we dun wan to be spotted by the rest hu arrived earlier espiecially yc. they take damn long to go down lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we crept upstairs placed the cake at the table and adeline passed me this pump ask me hold. i was like "what for hold when u can put down" so i placeit with my bag. then went down and plaed soccer, then i realised that i was suppose to bring the pump down. not my fault, she only ask me hold, nvr ask me bring down.then played soccer with some kids abt half our age? we won obv. with me arnd, how can we lose? so anw we bought some drinks at macs after that cheryl continued with her sickness by emphasizing the chicken breast meat at KFC. she also spelt dignity as Dic*nity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went up and played x box. haha. i brought my fifa game but forgot to bring the disc. haha. so paiseh. so we ended up playing burnout3. rach damn pro sia. racing lose her coz she too fast, drift how much also cnt. then play see hu tkedown most that time, i always more takedown, but lost coz i crashed too many times. damn crap lah. anw, played takedown with yc. wah that game was the best. 1 triple takedown, 1 double takedown adn 3 normal takedown. ROX! errr played godzilla after that. damn fun and damn gay. simply hilarious. somehow i tink we made too much noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there was also a part where we were playing with tiff msn acc and the webcam. very funny. err played mahjong and tai ti also. then went home liao. the trip took me like an hour 15 min? damn long lah...still manage to reach home on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm heres a list of things i owe ppl:&lt;br /&gt;1) Tiff's Swensons chicken bake rice.     Date: Last Year&lt;br /&gt;2) Tiff's Swensons ice cream.             Date: March'07&lt;br /&gt;3) Rachel's Swenson's Chicken bake rice.  Date: Last Year&lt;br /&gt;4) Rachel's $6.                           Date: 10 Nov 07&lt;br /&gt;5) Cheryl's packet of hacks.              Date: Last Year&lt;br /&gt;6) Wynne's ragular coke at Macs           Date: 10 Nov 07&lt;br /&gt;7) Edmund's $2 for the cake.              Date: 10 Nov 07&lt;br /&gt;wah. owe ppl damn lot of stuff sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-2373106245963762018?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/2373106245963762018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=2373106245963762018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2373106245963762018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/2373106245963762018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-saturday-went-to-adelines-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5524628727962717894</id><published>2007-11-02T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:08:07.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm i today is a big day for me. one of my life's wish i fulfilled. i taught li yuan maths today. AMATH! can u believe it? haha. hence, there are no dumb ppl on this world, only lazy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i found out a few things today. that yahoo horoscope is crap. i dun tink it tells u the correct prediction. sometimes it matches correctly, sometimes it matches wrongly. for eg. prediction A was meant for ystd. then it happened today. and viceversa. so  tink weekly one still more accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please cry. if u wanna stay happy, cry. if u wanna be fortunate, cry. ever occurred to u that the happiest times in ur life, the most fortunate times in ur life was when u was a baby, which u spent 50% of the time crying and 45% of the time sleeping and 5% of the time thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5524628727962717894?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5524628727962717894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5524628727962717894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5524628727962717894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5524628727962717894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmm-i-today-is-big-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-5082688456762970106</id><published>2007-10-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:50:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm heard a joke from my best friend's uncle. he said all crabs are like bimbos. superb tasty slender legs. but nothing on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-5082688456762970106?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/5082688456762970106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=5082688456762970106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5082688456762970106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/5082688456762970106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmm-heard-joke-from-my-best-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-7114230172260275918</id><published>2007-10-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T20:58:42.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realise i have been pretty stupid. for the past few days, i have been wondering what to do now coz im pretty bored when i cld have blogged. so much things to say, dunno where to start so i will just have to rmb along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm the walls are getting quite boring, talk to them also very sian. wait sian and boring the same thing rite? wat am i saying? haiz must find a new talking partner liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up playing chinese chess...with myself. i wld have to say my chinese chess improved by leaps and bounds, i tink. if only there wasnt the ting called carelessness, i wld be reigning champion. i went 3 games in a row without either of myself manage to do that "chou" move. damn difficult, had a major headache after that. then the next day i played chess with the comp on a website. and its damn pro ah, every move was purposeful and i nvr manage to even come close to victory. i spent 5 hrs doing tat. had another major headache after that. guess u can say my chess craziness came back. i went playing every thing that relates to chess, reversi, checkers, wei qi, wu zhi qi, animal chess, everything! my class also went chess crazy, everyone started playing chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, ohya. issit possible for parents to be emo? ystd i tink my father quarrelles with my mum again in the morning. then in the evening, he was eceptionally early from work, tink he took half day leave. anw, he forced me to go out with him and i wondered wat happen. when i asked him where we going he just said :"window shopping"  WINDOW SHOPPING!!! no im not excited about it. i am not really a fan of shopping, wats more its window shopping! i picked it up from my dad and he is window shopping. so went cineleisure and attended some launch pparty. leopard OSX10.5 from the clup 21 shop. its not some adult shop but a mackintosh shop. the new programme is really cool wish i had it, and not bought a windows laptop. haiz, if not now i wld be one of the world firsts o be using a leopard, earlier than the US counterparts. originally i bought a windows coz mackintosh do not support alot of games. now they do, im really regretting. haiz. so in the end my father bought the programme coz the demo presentation was really impressive and he was more than willing to pay the price. so it wasnt a window shopping in the end i guess. oh i also got this limited edition leopard shirt cool rite? 50 pieces only for free somemore. better than russell's bag tat is practically dirt and he paid 200+ for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh looking at my juniors msn nicks is really very heart wrenching. this time last yr the class spirit was at the highest. everything was just going rite. i tink its a once in a life time experience. every junior is like sad and yet elated at that atmosphere that is beyond words.haiz, im simply beyond words abt this matter. last yr my class was rojak all the wierdest ppl together. but that rojak was the best in the world. this yr, my class is also rojak. but its the biiterest and sourest of it. haiz. my results is damn embarassing. i made up a true story that havent happen but will happen. for some reason when adults strike conversation with schooling children, one of the topics they like to choose is studies, even though they know from experience, it will go no where. hmm heres a re-enactment that will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Adult: Hello&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Adult: So hows ur result?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errrr okay?&lt;br /&gt;Adult: hmmm so what are ur best subjects?&lt;br /&gt;Me: hmm science, maths, DNT.&lt;br /&gt;Adult: Wow! interesting! u most be top in class rite? so whats ur marks like?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh! err 60-65. The rest C, but lucky this time round only 1 fail.&lt;br /&gt;Adult: Errr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i wanna retain... to further build my basics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-7114230172260275918?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/7114230172260275918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=7114230172260275918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7114230172260275918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/7114230172260275918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-realise-i-have-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-9034062620839410299</id><published>2007-10-19T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:14:47.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm lets see, i got posted to EINSTEIN. haha home of the brains. smart rite? haha i know. hmm dun like the hse system. i tink the class system better. thinking over the yrs, the class system brought 1b and 2b together. still rmb in sec 1 1b was rated the top class. haha i tink thats where all the class spirit first came abt. then came 2b. we were always the best. now hse system dunno leh. last time p sch hse system quite competitive with other hses. anw, wierd thing though. i heard EINSTEIN is associated with the colour red...same like p sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i was wondering, whats the diff btwn a robber and a thief. after interviewing many ppl, i concluded that a thief and a robber is the same. just that a thief commit petty crimes like stealing wallets and such hence the term "snatch-thief", whereas for robber, it is more large scale ike stealing tonnes of money, hence the term "bank robber". so i was wondering, if a thier/robber was to go to u, put a knife near ur throat and say "money or ur life!". is that person a thief or robber? furthermore, when a bank robber robs a bank, the bank is considered to be robbed. however, when a women is a victim of a snatch-thief, she is somehow also considered to be robbed, and not thiefed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-9034062620839410299?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/9034062620839410299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=9034062620839410299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/9034062620839410299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/9034062620839410299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmm-lets-see-i-got-posted-to-einstein.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6513077157555435568</id><published>2007-10-14T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:25:05.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING!!! LONG POST AHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These videos are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/flTqYYRTIZc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/flTqYYRTIZc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5wk51lfLfIQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5wk51lfLfIQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm this one alittle bit insulting ah, dun get put off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk now for posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days super tired. why? coz i cant sleep. everynite have been sleeping at 1-2? and in the morning, i wake at 7-8. why? coz of that stupid internal alarm clock. after 8, i am like a zombie. cant rest in peace and is a mindless freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon went out...mindless zombie...didnt know i cld play soccer arcade game machine...first time i played. then dinner i tink i finally wake up liao.started being crazy and even came up with a lame joke: the young of kids or kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally, i wanted to accompany this post with a new blogskin... thats why i didnt blog for long, cldnt find one suitable one. I tried finding smtg relating to bears what i find teddy bear. tried lion. what i find? lion king. tried big cats. what i find? cute kittens...not a suitable one.NOT EVEN ONE! argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6513077157555435568?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6513077157555435568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6513077157555435568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6513077157555435568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6513077157555435568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/10/warning-long-post-ahead-first-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14750396.post-6379109952491810192</id><published>2007-10-08T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:39:46.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm today sucked alot. first wake up in the morning to attend a test for 2H. only 3 classes attended assembly. 3C, F,J. then during assembly the stupid news came. " DNT students, will paper will start at 10 instead of 7:50 due to some change in timing."&lt;br /&gt;... yah u guessed it. abt 2/3 of the sec 3 there take dnt, and they have to shift it back to accomodate the lit and malay lit paper which is the minority... and furthermore, cldnt they tell us earlier? so wasted 2 hrs in the classroom doing shit.erm xin ci they all burn the paper then spray perfume, making a big din which got us scolded by mrs tey. dnt paper ok lah but die liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whats happening to me these few day...tired, headaches yet cant sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14750396-6379109952491810192?l=alphorglion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/feeds/6379109952491810192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14750396&amp;postID=6379109952491810192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6379109952491810192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14750396/posts/default/6379109952491810192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alphorglion.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmm-today-sucked-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Alsing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951810897863906565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
