<?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-12893358</id><updated>2011-10-02T17:26:21.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Asparagus(Posing as a blueberry!)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>264</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116770120755735981</id><published>2007-01-02T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:29:28.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone.</title><content type='html'>A new year has come. Thus a new page to start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3306.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://a3306.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya and bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116770120755735981?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116770120755735981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116770120755735981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116770120755735981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116770120755735981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2007/01/gone.html' title='Gone.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116740055750267462</id><published>2006-12-29T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:55:57.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short-lived.</title><content type='html'>Apologies in advance cause I juz can't be f**ked to finish typing up on the 14-day entries. Booked out again this morning for a grand total of 5 days of holidays. Obviously, one is overjoyed. For awhile. Got about 4-ish days of break left.. but what do i do..? Everyone's working... or busy... or already booked..(o wait that goes under "busy" too).... so yep. I'm pretty boooooored now. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I even book out next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116740055750267462?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116740055750267462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116740055750267462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116740055750267462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116740055750267462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/short-lived.html' title='Short-lived.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116701773106757656</id><published>2006-12-25T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:35:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #7: Fresh Blood</title><content type='html'>No. Nobody died. It's just that there will be new recruits coming into camp today. The PES B/PTP batch that is. Raymond's group!! Hopefully, the commanders won't be so harsh on us and take it out on them instead. Wait, I'm just dreaming don't mind me. Anyways, first water exercise today, some "aquajog" thing.. Woo, time to get a tan!! Oh yea, and I managed to pass the swim test, meaning no more swimming "lessons" for me, which also means more Admin time! Yay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116701773106757656?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116701773106757656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116701773106757656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116701773106757656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116701773106757656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-7-fresh-blood.html' title='Day #7: Fresh Blood'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116701760223841263</id><published>2006-12-25T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:33:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #6: Rainy Weather. Love or hate it.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today were both rainy days. Somehow, whenever the weather is rainy, the commanders doesn't seem to have any activities for us, so we end up spending most of the day as admin time, talking about girlfriends, sex, our commanders and about future NS life. I guess that's good in a sense since we are slacking most of the time. But that also means tomorrow's schedule would be more hectic! Oh noes =( Oh, and the rainy weather also prevents us from drying clothes!!! How does one survive with only 2 sets of clothes?!?!? ZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116701760223841263?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116701760223841263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116701760223841263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116701760223841263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116701760223841263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-6-rainy-weather-love-or-hate-it.html' title='Day #6: Rainy Weather. Love or hate it.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116701747426519352</id><published>2006-12-25T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:31:14.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #5: Forced On Me</title><content type='html'>Weapon presentation ceremony. I'm now the owner of a rifle, my so-called wife... I think I still prefer er.. HER to be my wife rather than some mean, metallic, oily and deadply piece of equipment kthxbye. I don't know about everyone else, but I personally don't think I'm suited to be learning skills on how to kill a person with my rifle. And I also just realised like most of my bunk mates are all attached! And their steads are quite pretty and cutesy too!! Me me me want too! Lolx~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116701747426519352?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116701747426519352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116701747426519352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116701747426519352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116701747426519352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-5-forced-on-me.html' title='Day #5: Forced On Me'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116680656842871862</id><published>2006-12-23T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:28:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #4 : Signatures kill!</title><content type='html'>Like everything that needs changing, it appears even our signatures have to be changed to the ARMY MODE so that stuffs can be signed quickly and w/o error. Why change it? Well, the damn boxes provided for signing are f**king small for starters, and signing out/on the line will result in confinement.. which is total bullshit. On another note however, it seems our commanders have become much nicer and not so insufferable after all. No scratch that, the whloe system still sucks big time. Our promised 1hour of free admin time each day is barely adding up to 2hr over these 4 days. Biatches~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116680656842871862?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116680656842871862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116680656842871862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680656842871862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680656842871862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-4-signatures-kill.html' title='Day #4 : Signatures kill!'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116680627696703908</id><published>2006-12-23T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:51:16.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #3 : Inner Reality Upheaval</title><content type='html'>I admit. I have a personal world within myself where I am king. Whenever anything invades my world or threaten the sovereignity of my world, I become really upset and depressed! I think I'm breaking down... Been having sudden bouts of depression where I feel completely despair and hopelessness. I hope I don't turn mental... Anyways. Wore the formal uniform (known as no. 4) for the first time today and it was hot as hell!! God bless prickly heat powder! Ah well.. 11 more days left..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116680627696703908?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116680627696703908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116680627696703908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680627696703908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680627696703908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-3-inner-reality-upheaval.html' title='Day #3 : Inner Reality Upheaval'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116680599228112086</id><published>2006-12-23T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:46:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #2 : Reality Sinks In</title><content type='html'>Woke up with a jolt to an unfamilar place today and was momentarily stunned. Then it all came back in a rush and my spirits plummeted! I was at BMT! Was about to pull my hair in frustration before i recalled my lack of it and decided to strangle the mosquito net instead. Most of the day was time wastage with pointless waiting, talks and unnecessary shouting. This whole shit about discipline is a sacrifice of intelligence and productivity. Fuck this, "only" 12 days left and I wanna die already. Oh and I got shifted to another platooon JUST when I was settling fine at the former. Countdown: 12 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116680599228112086?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116680599228112086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116680599228112086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680599228112086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680599228112086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-2-reality-sinks-in_23.html' title='Day #2 : Reality Sinks In'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116680580706194496</id><published>2006-12-23T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:43:27.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back</title><content type='html'>I'm BAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCK! From first 2 weeks of confinement in NS. Its a fun 2 weeks. But a really challenging experience. You guys will hate and den love it. Hahax. Anyways, extracts from my "diary" in subsequent posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note that attitude in posts are all as of THAT particular time.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day #1 : Start Of A 14-Day-Hell&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Enlistment process was long and draggy. Really shagged by now. Oh, and did I meantion that I'm botak now too? Spent practically the entire day lugging stuff back and forth, getting shouted at and basically living a sentient's being hell. Will I survive the remaining 14 days before(YES, 1st DAY NOT COUNTED) before the 1st book-out on 22nd December? I really don't know. Better sleep soon, there's where that's coming from starting tomorrow. Countdown: 13 days.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116680580706194496?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116680580706194496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116680580706194496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680580706194496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116680580706194496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116550166634897009</id><published>2006-12-07T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:27:46.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlistment Day</title><content type='html'>is tomorrow. I'm still contactable so do remember to message me! And a last song song change which is rather apt! Hehe. Byeeeeeeeeeee ppl! &gt;_&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116550166634897009?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116550166634897009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116550166634897009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116550166634897009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116550166634897009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/enlistment-day.html' title='Enlistment Day'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116530051525803164</id><published>2006-12-05T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:35:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New icons for everyone!! ^_^</title><content type='html'>I'm in a good mood! Cos Christmas is coming! Wahaha~ So brand new icons for everyone!! Yaay! Look look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and got a new skin too! Last re-vamp b4 NS ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116530051525803164?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116530051525803164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116530051525803164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116530051525803164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116530051525803164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-icons-for-everyone.html' title='New icons for everyone!! ^_^'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116525282220860954</id><published>2006-12-05T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:20:22.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Nutshell.</title><content type='html'>Wow. One week past in like a blink of an eye. So many things happened during this period. To sum it all up, some MORE notably events... S01 chalet, Prom, confessions, Outing with the boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S01 chalet was a smash, as expected. Everyone was pretty hyped up and enthu, and our teachers also made some guest appearances to eat our horrible BBQ-ed food and to supplement our food supplies. I slept pretty well for a chalet lol, considering a good majority of them felt "dirty" stuff in the chalet. Oh but whatever, I didn't feel anything, even after listening to all the creepy ghost stories from Mr Koh and Mr Ho. Hahax. In my opinion, ghosts generally don't try to hurt you unless you're disrespectful or they're vengeful ghosts(in this case, respect aint gonna help). Yup, so just leave them be and they'll probably leave you be. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom was.. fun enough i guess. I only breathed easy when the whole event was over cos kept worrying bout all sorts of things, being a member of the organising comm.. However, did manage to get a fair share of eye candy. ^^ It's a night of transformations, for all the swans waiting to burst out of the ladies, and the stallions from the gentlemen. Aye, too bad it was just one very short night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went drinking with Jensen, knew I shouldnt have mixed the drinks.. Hahax. Got reckless and did some stuffs which I'd rather I didn't do....... Oh well, all is past and whatnots, I've got my closure.. at least. Who was&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I trying to kid? Like anything would come out of being silent and one reckless confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with the boys. Haven't hung out for long while since JC. No infact, first outing tgt again. Watched "Open Season" which was sufferably acceptable and hung out around City Hall area, played some pool too! Mainly ate and sat around "shooting" each other and talking about girls. Lolz. Damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Thats all in a nutshell I guess. Joining the Brothers Of The Botakhood in a couple of days only. Will miss some people... SOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116525282220860954?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116525282220860954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116525282220860954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116525282220860954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116525282220860954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-nutshell.html' title='In A Nutshell.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116455422128282826</id><published>2006-11-26T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:17:01.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaccurate!</title><content type='html'>I took this test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;(okie, thats 98% true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.(WTF's it talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.(Ok i'm like tt.. ish..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. (Quite the opposite in fact -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. (Contradicts with next pt. Yea right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. (Contradicts with previous pt. Riiite.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. (Ok now it says i wun haf a job. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. (True for first count. wrong on 2nd count. I just shut up =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERDICT: This test is totally wrong for me. LOLz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116455422128282826?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116455422128282826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116455422128282826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116455422128282826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116455422128282826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/11/inaccurate.html' title='Inaccurate!'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116417479343844588</id><published>2006-11-22T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:53:13.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nil</title><content type='html'>For lack of a suitable title, there shall be none! Wahaha! Just got home from S5's chalet for abit cos of tomorrow's Biology paper1(1hour -_-). Ytd was nuts, the chalet was like a huge gambling den! The whole night got the noise of mahjong tiles crashing against each other -_-. Riiiiite.. for lack of content.. there shall be none, from this point onwards! Wahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116417479343844588?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116417479343844588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116417479343844588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116417479343844588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116417479343844588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/11/nil.html' title='Nil'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116387222021483263</id><published>2006-11-19T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:50:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of beauty.</title><content type='html'>I heard a beautiful song tonight. And I'm gonna share it. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116387222021483263?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116387222021483263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116387222021483263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116387222021483263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116387222021483263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/11/words-of-beauty.html' title='Words of beauty.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116360827608629565</id><published>2006-11-16T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:31:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Killer</title><content type='html'>Stuff like these are really fun when you're bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do you have anyone's friendster password?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. do you think your love life right now will last long?&lt;br /&gt;what love life? .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. are you an emo person?&lt;br /&gt;98% no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. if you had one last breath to say something to someone you love what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;stop standing there watching u fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;and first fright too. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.ever felt jealous of your friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.what was the last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;Inhaled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.who is right next to you?&lt;br /&gt;.. nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.who was the last person you ate with?&lt;br /&gt;my computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. how many times has your page been viewed?&lt;br /&gt;i ain't that free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.how's the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;dark.. its just a normal night. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.last person you called today?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt call anyone.. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.last song you sang?&lt;br /&gt;a bad rendition of Chasing Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.last time you danced?&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.lost a friendship over something stupid?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.smoke?&lt;br /&gt;hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.dumped someone before?&lt;br /&gt;yes. my sister out of my room. &gt;.&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.been really depressed before?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.faked being sick to miss school?&lt;br /&gt;only faked about BEING sick so that i didnt have to miss school ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.what time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;6.29am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.current taste?&lt;br /&gt;human..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.do you like the person who send you this?&lt;br /&gt;_l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.what are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;oversized school tee and 3/4s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.are you too shy to ask anyone out?&lt;br /&gt;......yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.what is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.what date is it?&lt;br /&gt;15 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;XZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.did you go somewhere yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;school for exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-name the person that you are thinking right now.&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Chong. I was thinking of turnin on the radio. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what you wish to experience right now ?&lt;br /&gt;mutual love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what will you do when you lost something that was very precious to you?&lt;br /&gt;search. despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if the person you like goes out an outing with you?&lt;br /&gt;make sure i dun ever wake up from the dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if that person you like held your hand?&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the moment while it lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- whats infront of you now?&lt;br /&gt;GCE "A" Level Chemistry TYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what do you wish to get back?&lt;br /&gt;teenage years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what was your most sweetest dream?&lt;br /&gt;the one about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when the one you like have a stead now?&lt;br /&gt;bye bye and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when you fall in love with another person and your previous expresses his/her feelings for&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. this is really fun.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116360827608629565?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116360827608629565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116360827608629565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116360827608629565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116360827608629565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-killer.html' title='Time Killer'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116360682021867576</id><published>2006-11-15T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:07:00.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Flyby.</title><content type='html'>Only about 1 week before A'levels are officially OVER. In fact, majority of those taking the examinations finish either this week or the next. Physics/Econs/Maths students can now rejoice as their examinations are officially over. Physics/Chem/Maths and Chem/Econs/Maths students are rejoicing too since their exams are "unofficially" over( C'mon, dun tell me you dig shading little oval shapes ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part which I really hate. Sure, exams are over, its time to play and relax. Then what? There's this feeling of loss of goal, like suddenly there's all that time with no aim....... I daresay most people out there feels it too. Ever tried living the slacker's life for a whole month? That is, to go out, play, sleep, eat, TV all day long? I did, and it was boring and hell, and the exam report which came after it didnt help at all. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enlistment in less than 1 month time, really hate it man. There's too little time to really have fun on holidays and camping trips and what-nots, yet too much time for just staying home and watching the world go by. Quite dreading prom too... because I haven't got anything to wear.. and I DUN HAVE A CLUE what to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............I almost wish it was JC1 all over again.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116360682021867576?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116360682021867576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116360682021867576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116360682021867576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116360682021867576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-flyby.html' title='Random Flyby.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116350235700718807</id><published>2006-11-14T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:11:56.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Exam Post.</title><content type='html'>Been a really long time since I wrote anything on here. Nope, exams are still not over yet, but they're nearly ending. Its pretty amazing, how it feels like we were counting &gt;100 days to Prelims, when the whole thing's almost over. 1 day more for phy/econs/maths people, 3 days more for phy/chem/maths people, 6 days more for those with F maths and still a long 9 days for those taking Biology. Exceptionals with S papers still got a long wait I think, dun really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The papers so far? To sum it all up, the whole exam was weird. Mathematics was a disappointment, far too many mistakes and dun-knows in complex and triangles. Chemistry was un-nervingly easy, both PII and PIII, perhaps they're gonna give us "a rude shock" with paper I. Who knows. Only did PII for Biology so far, but it wasn't that good either..... and neither was Physics P1/P2. In fact, Physics was by far the most badly done, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Life's all about countdowns don't you agree? The moment one was conceived, the timer of life started. 9 month countdown till your first cry, 1 year countdown to your first birthday. We countdown for everything and anything too, the no. of seconds to the new year, the no. of days to the exam, the no. of days till the END of the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown to the end of A'levels are down to within the no. of fingers one has on their hands. But what happens after this? More countdowns of course, till March before we have to face the results of this exam. Boys countdown to their enlistment day, girls countdown to their entry into a tertiary institute of education. They say Time is the 4th dimension, but yet we're unable to navigate it and can only watch helpless as it goes by. People, do whatever you always desired, Time waits for no man(or woman), don't have any regrets in future when the timer of your life stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets? I had a few, but nothing can be done about it. Its time to change a bigger clock to do our timing since its the cruel hard material world for us now after spending these few years being a naive student with no worries but the alphabets on our report card. The important numbers for a student include: 1, 0, e, pie, i. The important symbols for an adult? 18, 21, 6, 9, ...69, 55. Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116350235700718807?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116350235700718807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116350235700718807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116350235700718807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116350235700718807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/11/mid-exam-post_14.html' title='Mid Exam Post.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116197310747148164</id><published>2006-10-28T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:24:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Era of stupidity.</title><content type='html'>Ever turned to the back of a shampoo or soap bottle? You should sometimes. Its practically a tome of knowledge. I mean, the average shampoo user definitely wouldn't know the uses of Ammonium Laureth Sulfate or Cocamidopropyl-betaine would they? Hell, do you have any idea how knowledge on this could make you the king of hangman, or you could start your very own "Wheel Of Fortune" kind of gameshow and rip off the contestants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, providing all that knowledge... Ever took a look at the instructions? They're seriously a joke... and I'd really pay to watch someone who has to follow them. C'mon.. It goes like "Place a little shampoo onto palms and rub together to make a lather. Rub well into wet hair and rinse throughly". Oh gawd, just picture this.. [ &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Hmm, place shampoo onto palm... how much? I better get a teaspoon. ~~~~~ Ok.. rub together to make a lather.. (oh yea, I'm really getting things started!!)~~~~~~ Oh.. rub well into.. WET HAIR?! *Panic* Omg, I needa wet my hair! Pass me the bucket somebody!~~~~~~~~~~~ Hmm, rinse throughly? Exactly how much? I can't be holding the showerhead all day long can I?~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Omg, I'm helpless, someone help me..&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the thing that really = WIN. There's actually a toll-free helpline. What's the world coming to? Here's how a conversation would go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs. A(I'm a MCP sue me) : Hello? I just bought this shampoo today, and I'm completely clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: Yes mdm, firstly, have you read the directions on the back of the bottle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs. A: Yes, but it doesn't seem to turn out right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: It says to use a little, how much did you use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs A: Oh i followed that alright, I measured out 2 teaspoons w/o spilling a drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: Thats wonderful Mdm, maybe you haven tried forming a lather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs A: Oh nono, I've done that too, there's a nice lather in the bath tub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: I see mdm. Then, did you remember to wet your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs A: OH!!!! OH!! I left that part out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: Glad I could help mdm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs A: Hang on, I still don't feel all washed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; mdm, did you use it for the hair on your scalp? Cause that's where you're supposed to apply the shampoo to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mrs A: Oh!! So that's what I was doing wrong! The directions didn't say nothing about not using it at the armpits!! Thanks anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Operator: Yes mdm, thanks for your feedback. No problems mdm, glad to be of service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice human. For there're other lifeforms of lower intelligence levels than you out there as you can see. To be honest, the only thing sadder then having to use a 1800-helpline.......... is to work at the 1800-helpline. But can't you help wondering how a 1800-helpline for the use of a telephone would be like huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116197310747148164?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116197310747148164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116197310747148164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116197310747148164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116197310747148164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/era-of-stupidity.html' title='Era of stupidity.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116197109202167119</id><published>2006-10-27T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:20:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They deserve it.</title><content type='html'>I woke up with a heavy heart this morning. It was a bad dream. Someone, a girl, whom i adored was raped and killed, and her killer got away scot-free. There was a funeral, with a procession and ceremonies and all, complete with grieving relatives and family. It was a terrible dream, the grief was so.. so.. real. Actually, everything about it felt so real. Am really glad that it was just a dream after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a dream so early in the morning really affected me, somewhat. Was feeling really depressed for a good part of the day to be honest as the feeling of losing someone whom we cherished was really... well dreamt out &gt;.&gt;" Couldn't help feeling all emotional about all the people around me(and those I wish'd to be around me) and there was a whole load of "what if"s too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate killers. Fuck em all. I'm fine with people committing petty crimes cos they're only fucking themselves up, but when they start messing up and killing other people, I totally wish to burn them in hell. Rapists/Killers, Murderers, the lot can all just drop in a blackhole as far as I'm concerned. As if carrying out their sick fantasies of sex and whatnots on innocent people isn't bad enough, killing them after satisfying themselves is totally the straw that breaks the camel's back. Haven't heard of porn, adult toys and whores/gigolos? Go carry out your sick fantasies on these things which/who actually serves to fulfill your purposes and stop messing with innocents. Fuck, it makes me sick. I seriously wish to pick up some Death God's notebook and banish you lot all to hell. You deserve it. Fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116197109202167119?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116197109202167119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116197109202167119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116197109202167119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116197109202167119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/they-deserve-it.html' title='They deserve it.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116188492875242921</id><published>2006-10-26T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:19:56.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/m7dnGo_2tZA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take a picture a day for XXX years" videos have been the rage these days. Been browsing Youtube these days and came across this video. I think its really nice and there's a story too. Oh, do pay attention to the many details in it. Don't just focus on the dude's face =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar bear.. police car.. edible dumbells..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116188492875242921?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116188492875242921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116188492875242921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116188492875242921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116188492875242921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/video_26.html' title='Video'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116170853802512632</id><published>2006-10-25T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:48:58.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And you thought it was easy.</title><content type='html'>Been browsing Youtube. And came across some videos which makes completely changes my perspective of things. And if you thought being a successful R-rated movie actor was easy.. Think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFmX29bdBpM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFmX29bdBpM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uj0cAa-dRL4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uj0cAa-dRL4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Its not. Really not. I'm so sorry to dash any future pornstars' dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116170853802512632?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116170853802512632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116170853802512632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116170853802512632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116170853802512632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-you-thought-it-was-easy.html' title='And you thought it was easy.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116153101615395265</id><published>2006-10-22T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:30:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Aite I'm downright annoyed. with people who goes "oh oh oh so early so poor thing blah blah blah" when asking about my enlistment date. Don't wanna talk about it anymore. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next person to comment about it goes down. In flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I got some new songs to play on my CD-player ^__^ No more camping out on the computer to listen to my moosic ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I realised that there's alot of EXTERNAL stuff that supposed to be done thats NOT done. Omg omg. Help~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days to A's. Meep~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116153101615395265?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116153101615395265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116153101615395265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116153101615395265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116153101615395265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116119484156572145</id><published>2006-10-19T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T02:07:21.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the A's can do to you.</title><content type='html'>Check out the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116119484156572145?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116119484156572145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116119484156572145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116119484156572145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116119484156572145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-as-can-do-to-you.html' title='What the A&apos;s can do to you.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116093073846641108</id><published>2006-10-16T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T00:49:43.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSI</title><content type='html'>Argh!! The Poisonous Smoke Index's been skyrocketing again this weekend. Funnily, it always shoots up over the weekend! I hate i hate!! I think its the fire department! They spend the 5 days at work putting out the flames, then go on leave during the weekends! Thats why there's no one keeping the fire in check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!! I'm getting a cough and flu again. Pleassssssssse stop flaming the trees already! They should know by now that trees are highly flammable!! =( I don't care if its a great source of smoked ham and beef!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiiiiiigh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I was pretty bored lately, so I wrote some paragraphs of baloney. Really crappy stuff.. Take a look if you're like bored or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://anadventurerisyou.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116093073846641108?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116093073846641108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116093073846641108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116093073846641108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116093073846641108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/psi.html' title='PSI'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116088485023586461</id><published>2006-10-15T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T12:00:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service Enlistment</title><content type='html'>Argh!! The dreaded letter has arrived! Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd, my enlistment date is 8th Dec! Mixed emotions flooded my mind when I saw the date....... Fear of course was first as I realised I'm one of the first few to enlist amongst my class(as of now) meaning I'll probably be botak-ised and demoted to the lowest lifeform first among them all. Than there was Relief as the date wasn't ridiculously close to the end of the A's.. So there was at least a brief period of havoc/relaxation time for me(2 weeks) before enlistment... And then...........there was..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness. Don't want to elaborate more bout it but... new song of the mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather sucks btw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116088485023586461?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116088485023586461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116088485023586461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116088485023586461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116088485023586461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/national-service-enlistment.html' title='National Service Enlistment'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116074511586507129</id><published>2006-10-13T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:11:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi.</title><content type='html'>Argh! I'm broke! Justine owes me $19.50!! Everyone note that down! Ate at Suki Sushi with XZ and Justine, totally stuffed. And they were quite amazed at the rate which I drank the fruit juice, Lolz. Finished the 3rd glass when they were about 1/2 way thru their 1st glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, ate so much rice and fried seafood. Urgh, I feel so guility now =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Justine thinks I'm a creepy stalker now. Wahahahaha~ Here's evidence. Hear hear! New song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116074511586507129?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116074511586507129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116074511586507129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116074511586507129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116074511586507129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/sushi.html' title='Sushi.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116057803436759923</id><published>2006-10-11T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:47:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Download This Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Pwned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Pwned.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this article. Ok, it's a little mortifying, can't imagine how I'd react if I opened the door to an officer identity card. But then again, I can't help being curious about what exactly "illegal" music refers to. From my current knowledge, music, besides being obtained "illegally" from file sharing sites such as Limewire, Kazaa, eMule etc, can also be downloaded off BitTorrent as well as ripping off CDs. It's also possible to buy them off sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the confusion. How does one decide whether a music file is illegal or not? Mp3s ripped from CDs are supposedly legal, but what about those ripped from CDs BORROWED from friends and buddies? Technically u owned the CD the period when the files were obtained, is it considered illegal then? What about files which u owned previously "illegally", but decided to purchase the CD for them later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, there's downloaded files of course. Alright, so most downloads are probably illegal, but how do they differentiate between files downloaded from file sharing sites and those which were purchased? And how about differentiating Mp3s ripped from songs? I doubt they have very very very unique identities. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I really gotta say that it's pretty unfair to us consumers in a way if International Copyright Law is strictly enforced. Take for example studio programs like Adobe Photoshop and the likes, they cost a shockingly exorbitant price to purchase(in the hundereds) and thats really not worth it for the regular non-professional photoshopper. Also, purchasing music CDs cost $20 a piece which is in quite a luxury item for the general society and the number of songs which one can archive purely from purchasing CDs is absurdly meagre, and we know thats complete hell for the hardcore music lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they should go easy on the regular downloader. After all, we aren't doing no harm, except maybe depriving some artiste from going on daily spa treatments or manicures. Those that should be busted are those who're making money from their illegal downloads! That's who they should be chasing after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116057803436759923?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116057803436759923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116057803436759923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116057803436759923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116057803436759923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-download-this-song.html' title='Don&apos;t Download This Song'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116032345185839859</id><published>2006-10-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:33:21.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The result of extreme boredom.</title><content type='html'>[Boredom Kills. Act 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One particular hazy night. Something happened! The war has began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤~¶«&lt;&lt;¤TinGz²©¤&gt;&gt;•=- [get'cha head in the game] -=•»¶~¤ says:&lt;br /&gt;BIABFTOL&lt;br /&gt;╡ -♦♫- ßЯỸДת -♂♠- ╞ Stick'cha head in the bin. says:&lt;br /&gt;NNANWB!&lt;br /&gt;¤~¶«&lt;&lt;¤TinGz²©¤&gt;&gt;•=- [get'cha head in the game] -=•»¶~¤ says:&lt;br /&gt;IHYAIDK&lt;br /&gt;╡ -♦♫- ßЯỸДת -♂♠- ╞ Stick'cha head in the bin. says:&lt;br /&gt;SFFASFN&lt;br /&gt;¤~¶«&lt;&lt;¤TinGz²©¤&gt;&gt;•=- [get'cha head in the game] -=•»¶~¤ says:&lt;br /&gt;YLLAA&lt;br /&gt;╡ -♦♫- ßЯỸДת -♂♠- ╞ Stick'cha head in the bin. says:&lt;br /&gt;NHFAD&lt;br /&gt;¤~¶«&lt;&lt;¤TinGz²©¤&gt;&gt;•=- [get'cha head in the game] -=•»¶~¤ says:&lt;br /&gt;IWIWAPRWFIMH&lt;br /&gt;╡ -♦♫- ßЯỸДת -♂♠- ╞ Stick'cha head in the bin. says:&lt;br /&gt;YAN&lt;br /&gt;¤~¶«&lt;&lt;¤TinGz²©¤&gt;&gt;•=- [get'cha head in the game] -=•»¶~¤ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLTWL&lt;br /&gt;╡ -♦♫- ßЯỸДת -♂♠- ╞ Stick'cha head in the bin. says:&lt;br /&gt;gosh acronym war xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both parties still stand at equal footing! How will it all end?! After these messages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*static*&lt;br /&gt;*static*&lt;br /&gt;*static*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;due&gt;[Due to technical errors, the continued showing of the above program has been postponed to the year 2027]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits:&lt;br /&gt;This is a produsi of Lead(Pb) Studios and is legal property of the company. Unauthorised distribution of the above produsi will be subjected to legal action ranging from Stupidity Act, the Act of Boredom and the Act of Extreme Time Wastage from the Law Book Of Extreme Baloney. No legal action will be taken regarding copyright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116032345185839859?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116032345185839859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116032345185839859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116032345185839859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116032345185839859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/result-of-extreme-boredom.html' title='The result of extreme boredom.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116022495820971585</id><published>2006-10-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T20:42:39.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lantern or ghost? Who's house?</title><content type='html'>Oh forgot to mention a few wee itty bitty point about yesterday's "party" at Manda's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, at one particular point of time, we were just playing booze games and gorging, and we happened to look across at the field opposite from the BBQ pit. It was rather dark, so couldn't really any paths or things. And what's funny is that there were loads of people playing with lanterns there too, this, added to the fact that the PSI was rather high(Indonesia &gt;.&gt;"), gave a whole "Liao Zhai"-ish effect. Then XZ commented that he wasn't half sure whether it was the Lantern Festival or the Ghost Festival. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing. Just before we left, an even funnier thing happened. The girls were watching TV on the sofa, and we(the guys) were juz stoning away on whatever chairs available. Suddenly this flying cockroach appeared and started terrorizing the girls. Really amazing man, the boost in speed people get when a flying roach appears. We were looking for the bugspray to terminate the little guy, but nobody could find it, Manda included(hello! your house leh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jensen found the bugspray in the end. It was just standing in the corner in front of our noses. How blind =.= especially Manda.. Hahax. Your house leh! =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116022495820971585?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116022495820971585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116022495820971585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116022495820971585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116022495820971585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/lantern-or-ghost-whos-house.html' title='Lantern or ghost? Who&apos;s house?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116014663593100779</id><published>2006-10-06T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T22:57:15.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boozified Night</title><content type='html'>Blogging from Manda's place now. Went to her place with XZ and Jensen for some Lantern Festival "party". Gosh, ate so much and kept playing lame kiddy games with Jensen/XZ whereby the loser have to gulp the booze. Wahaha~ First round, XZ kept losing and ended up drinking like half the booze. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd round.. crap. I think both of us probably drank like half the can each. Like 50% 50% i guess. Hahaha. Crap, I cant even concentrate on typing properly now, drank so much alcohol.. Lolz, but the funny thing? I'm not really drunk!! Just tired cos didn't really get much sleep today. Hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian, now they're just playing mahjong and watching TV. Both activities which I  dun really like to do. So I'm juz using the comp now LOL. So boring. =.= Watched Bleach 98, some Space Cowboys videos and played KingdomOfLoathing for abit.. Now there doesn't seem to be anythying left to do, and there's still 10 minutes to the show! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Gosh. No work done today :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116014663593100779?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116014663593100779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116014663593100779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116014663593100779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116014663593100779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/boozified-night.html' title='Boozified Night'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-116005306472840082</id><published>2006-10-05T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T20:57:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare from the past</title><content type='html'>Haven been updating for a while. Been hooked onto Pristontale again, an MMORPG from my younger years, not to mention the reason I screwed my O'levels. And now the A's.. how apt eh? But but! Luckily for me, I discovered that the server was full of hackers, and that completely destroyed my mood for it. So I've already uninstalled it and all. Lolx~ (finally can start revision..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school again today. Not because I didnt want to though! I had a bad nightmare and couldn't sleep well. Woke up with a terrible headache and.. confusion. This nightmare was an old nightmare, as in.. from my childhood times. Never had it for a long time, but now... And the weird thing is that it isn't technically scary or creepy, with ghoulies and creepy crawlies. Its this... picture yourself as a speck of dust... now expand your "picture" to include the air around you, than the house which the air is in, the land which the house is on, the continent which the land is on, the planet which the continent is on, the solar system which the planet is in, and lastly the universe the solar system is in. Not exactly the scariest nightmare eh? and even less in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. I really dunno. Picturing the relative size difference was really scary(to me), and they remained in my head too, so just couldn't sleep. Hmmm...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-116005306472840082?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/116005306472840082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=116005306472840082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116005306472840082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/116005306472840082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/nightmare-from-past.html' title='Nightmare from the past'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115967702559354695</id><published>2006-10-01T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T12:30:25.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Speechless..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Speechless..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this guy at Far East yesterday while shopping. I know its rather mean, but the way he was sleeping was sooooooo comical that I just had to snap it down. It seems all rather familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his fly was unzipped too. Yet nobody told him tt. Urgh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115967702559354695?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115967702559354695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115967702559354695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115967702559354695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115967702559354695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115962810892166371</id><published>2006-09-30T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T22:55:08.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Prepared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/War%20Closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/War%20Closet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rawr~~!! All prepared for battle!! Lol. Boys and their war games. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i bought these "weapons" at some night market. $2 for a whole collection, looks pretty stylo eh? =P I still remember Jensen broke like 1/4 of his collection just removing them from the cardboard they came with. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this wooden cabinet thing for $2 at the Daiso market and bought it to store all the "weapons". Before that they were just placed in a row on a display shelf. Faced down. Nothing nice about that :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115962810892166371?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115962810892166371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115962810892166371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115962810892166371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115962810892166371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/be-prepared.html' title='Be Prepared.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115961907158908250</id><published>2006-09-30T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:24:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Spending.</title><content type='html'>Shopping for Prom's stuffs today. Being a Prom comm member has its pros and cons. And this is indeed one of the perks. Spent approximately 6 hours in Orchard to buy the stuffs, and there was so many things to buy too! Like 8-9 prizes! Covered the entire place b4 finishing shopping too Haha~ I felt like some sugar daddy, cos whenever any of the "team" bought the stuff, they had to get the money from me. Its good to be loaded (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't reveal the prizes just to keep the suspense (: But I really envy the people who win them man.. Almost enough to rig the draw.. Lalala~ =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115961907158908250?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115961907158908250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115961907158908250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115961907158908250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115961907158908250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/busy-spending.html' title='Busy Spending.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115919456779210347</id><published>2006-09-25T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:29:27.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New.</title><content type='html'>New moods leads to new songs ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I ish missh her dip dip &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115919456779210347?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115919456779210347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115919456779210347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115919456779210347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115919456779210347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/new.html' title='New.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115902587839532111</id><published>2006-09-23T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:37:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls rox!</title><content type='html'>Girls rox. You know why? Cos because these species were around, there came the creation of the Girl Guides, which subsequently led to the creation of the Girl Guides' Cookies, which are really the BOMB! HAHAHA~ Simply love those cookies! and since my sister was an ex-guide, she got contacts for placing orders for Guides' cookies (: Though the taste's comparable to Tam Tam's, they come in a huge container with like 30 cookies, and thats completely awesome! Especially for gluttons like me!! Muahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said, thats all about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115902587839532111?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115902587839532111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115902587839532111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115902587839532111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115902587839532111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/girls-rox.html' title='Girls rox!'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115901937332391259</id><published>2006-09-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:49:33.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from me to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Lynnette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Lynnette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wallpaper for a friend. I actually left this half done for about a month or 2 and kinda forgot how i wanted it to look xD So ended up re-doing the whhhhhhhhole thing. Sigh~ I'm still bored.. T___T"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115901937332391259?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115901937332391259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115901937332391259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115901937332391259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115901937332391259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/gift-from-me-to-you.html' title='A gift from me to you.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115899580917077252</id><published>2006-09-23T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:16:49.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea. I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/WP3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/WP3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spectra Parade". Need I say more..... zZzzZzzZzzZzzzZzZZzzZzZzzZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115899580917077252?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115899580917077252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115899580917077252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115899580917077252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115899580917077252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/yea-i-am.html' title='Yea. I am.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115898717966543799</id><published>2006-09-23T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:07:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture of...something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/WP2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/WP2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/WP2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More boredom. More pics ^^ I'm gonna call it "Symmetrical Imbalance"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115898717966543799?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115898717966543799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115898717966543799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115898717966543799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115898717966543799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/picture-ofsomething.html' title='A picture of...something.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115894490964075086</id><published>2006-09-23T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:08:43.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a picture. And a song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/WP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/WP1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling frustrated and bored. Made this and felt alot better. :D I'm gonna call it "Fragmentation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New song too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115894490964075086?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115894490964075086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115894490964075086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115894490964075086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115894490964075086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-picture-and-song.html' title='Just a picture. And a song.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115893539141586702</id><published>2006-09-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:29:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffed</title><content type='html'>Completely. Totally. Today was the last day of Prelims(officially), which was S paper day, so almost nobody's going to school. (GOOD LUCK COLIN!!) Played PT for practically the entire morning and chatted abit with Hanz after my comp finally rebooted from too much playing. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with him to Orchard to buy his Ipod charger(for $54? O_o") and ran into Vishnu and co. Had lunch with them at Swensens!!!!!!! And now there's a big hole in my pocket :( After that sickeningly huge Mega Burger.. we decided we just couldnt stomach dessert, so didnt eat any ice-cream :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanz was funny. He bought this omelette which costed $11+ and chose onions and mushroom fillings. xD We kept telling him to go to the food court opposite to get 5 omelettes.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, literally spent the next 6 hours or so walking around the area. Covering whole buildings, checking out loads of girls, checking out branded goods. Even wanted to be jerks by going to "posh stores" such as C.K and the likes to try out the expensive clothes, ask for prices, den walk out w/o buying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No thanks, I'm just looking" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was oyester sauce chicken rice. Didnt' really enjoy it cos the mega burger was still processing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were pretty fun to hang out with. Gosh~ Today was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115893539141586702?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115893539141586702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115893539141586702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115893539141586702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115893539141586702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuffed.html' title='Stuffed'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115886414362911999</id><published>2006-09-22T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T02:42:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scroll Down.</title><content type='html'>What it say. Check out the new section on the left ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115886414362911999?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115886414362911999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115886414362911999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115886414362911999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115886414362911999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/scroll-down.html' title='Scroll Down.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115886043968384257</id><published>2006-09-22T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T01:53:33.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z0mG o_O"</title><content type='html'>Today was really such a "z0mG" day. First off, Chemistry papers 1 and 2 in the morning. Paper 1 was like "ZOMG so hard can?" and paper 2 was just a little bit better. Coupled with the fact that I only slept for 2 hours before the exam because I've been hardcore gaming too much, it was really juz plain.. z0mg. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came back with 2 crates of fruits. And they were really.. enormous? Picture a honeydew. Picture the curves... the delicious greeness of the flesh.. Now imagine that it has a stalk, but still as round and as juicy. Yep. that was the size of the pears.(YES PEARS) It was like some kinda mutant fruit to tell the truth, and I felt it burst when i sunk my teeth into it. (omg teh juicez!) and uber sweet. :P As a matter in fact, it tasted more like a mini pearkin... or pumpear(pumpkin+pear oO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait! There's more! I said 2 crates didnt I? :D The second one was dragon fruits. And these were really "holy shiet" cos these fruits were twice the size of the usual kind u see at the supermarket. We sliced 2 and shared it among the whole family of 5 xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"zOmg, its the attack of the mutant fruits~ O_o" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAnd, to continue the train of thought from ytd. From the opinion expressed by the public(no. actually its only 2.), all I conclude is that. F**k that, I'm not gonna care no more. Females are just too full of complicasi. Lets just stick to things which are relatively universal k? *picks up PS2 controller :D*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115886043968384257?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115886043968384257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115886043968384257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115886043968384257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115886043968384257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/z0mg-oo.html' title='z0mG o_O&quot;'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115876513196125111</id><published>2006-09-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:12:12.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain thing happening.</title><content type='html'>Chemistry Papers 1 and 2 tomorrow. Haven't revised for either at all, yet on reaching home after Bio Paper 1 today, turned on the computer and gamed all the way till 9pm. *counts fingers 1..2..3..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O"" 12 hours of gaming! ARGH!! Lol, i better start revising for Chemistry soon. Luckily the paper's at 2pm tomorrow, so can revise late into the night. Yay~ Wait. *wtf* Losing on beauty sleep is definitely not anything to "Yay~" about :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. I've finished the new Star Wars book, listened to the 2 new albums like 10+ times each, so now I'm really really really bored again. And i wanna get the latest Hoobastank album and more Kitaro albums!! ARGH!! So much wants, yet so little moolah to achieve them~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an opinion. When girls go out(clubbing etc), they take efforts to dress up and all, of which majority do so for the sake of getting attention from guys(right..? Okay, some wants to attract other girls :X). Yet, they play the ice queen role when people approach them.. Quite the paradox eh? Is this really what happens? I seek enlightenment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115876513196125111?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115876513196125111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115876513196125111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115876513196125111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115876513196125111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/brain-thing-happening.html' title='Brain thing happening.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115868153681575752</id><published>2006-09-19T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:58:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaned out</title><content type='html'>Oh noes oh noes! The Biology MCQ paper's tomorrow!! And I just spent 8 hours playing on the computer. ARGH! I just finally got myself to stop(well actually my comp rebooted &gt;.&gt;) and just realised its 12am!! Oh noessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!! How to revise?!?!? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Then also today went mad! I spent $42 in 1 hour!! Bought Eyes Open album from Snow Patrol and Jay's new album Still Fantasy and a Star Wars storybook! Lol, I'm such a rapid spender when I'm in the mood. Now totally cleaned out. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter in fact, I only got $1 for tomorrow. Bleah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115868153681575752?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115868153681575752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115868153681575752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115868153681575752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115868153681575752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/cleaned-out.html' title='Cleaned out'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115858758671071812</id><published>2006-09-18T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:53:06.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not anymore!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!! I'm have the recovered! W00t! No more the sickness liaoz!!!! Feeling so damn good now!!!!! WHEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! Applicants who want to apply for teh tender loving care post can still do so ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor people need not apply. Lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115858758671071812?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115858758671071812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115858758671071812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115858758671071812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115858758671071812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/not-anymore.html' title='Not anymore!!'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115850019708535426</id><published>2006-09-17T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:36:37.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick :(</title><content type='html'>Sick!!!! =( And there's Bio paper 3 and Physics P1 and P2 tomorrow! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how!? I feel so sad and lonely! I need tender loving care!! Who wants to show some!!? Hahahahahahaha~ (SHIT I'm DELIRIOUS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Attached people need not apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onwards for Bio!! Rawr~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115850019708535426?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115850019708535426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115850019708535426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115850019708535426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115850019708535426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/sick.html' title='Sick :('/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115833339896673143</id><published>2006-09-15T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:27:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical</title><content type='html'>Just downloaded the music video for "Breaking Free", a song from the movie "High School Musical". After watching it, I really can't help but notice that the girl singer is so totally hot!! Vanessa Anne Hudgens, thats her name. Omg, so easily -distracted- nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading the actual movie right now, a mere 12% completed only though.. So there's still a while before I can watch it. I think it will be pretty good(especially since so many of the actresses are 8/10-ish) :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I feel so shallow! Haha. Okay! No I'm not! Its perfectly normal for guys my age to be checking out girls. *Tells self that its perfectly alright* Yes its alright... its perfectly alright..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115833339896673143?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115833339896673143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115833339896673143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115833339896673143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115833339896673143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/high-school-musical.html' title='High School Musical'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115815779849133982</id><published>2006-09-13T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:29:58.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To make an impromptu speech. Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Step 1 - Introduce yourself to the audience. In case they forgotten who you are. Or don't know you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Step 2 - Remind them what you're here for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Step 3 - Relate to them with something personal just to make sure they are paying attention. And to let them know that YOU are paying attention&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Step 4 - Wrap it up b4 you make a fool of yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. I think its pretty useful. :X Chem was a disaster today. Saw loads of cute girls at the airport today, look and just kept on walking tho :/ Spent money on expensive stuff again :/ $9 on Famous Amos cookies yesterday, $5.20 on Cocoa Tree jellybeans today. :S Now my room's like a snack room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115815779849133982?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115815779849133982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115815779849133982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115815779849133982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115815779849133982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-make-impromptu-speech-randomness.html' title='To make an impromptu speech. Randomness'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115806661395940592</id><published>2006-09-12T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:10:13.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Baloney..</title><content type='html'>"Psst. Dude, check out that TJ girl at your 3 o'clock!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm.. 3.5/10 ba.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, you chek ark leh, can dun so -strict- not? I dare you go up and say "Hmm. Really 3.5!""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha xD. More crapping time and er... Neighbourhood WATCH :X Studied with Hanz again. Same guy, same crap, same... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Really 3.5..........................*before getting whacked up* upon 5! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;times 2 :x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, we're hot-blooded, horny, hateful teenagers. Sue us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I messed up major on papers so far. &gt;&lt; Chem tml. Gotta prepare~ to mess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115806661395940592?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115806661395940592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115806661395940592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115806661395940592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115806661395940592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-baloney.html' title='More Baloney..'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115798771131224394</id><published>2006-09-11T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:15:11.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoebe's soup for the ....</title><content type='html'>MSN messenger's down. So I'm reduced to blog hopping. Just read the short stories on Phoebe's other blog(which was inactive for a few aons.). Love Triangle eh? Haha.. Very Chicken Soup-ish if you ask me. =X But the stories are really eh.. good? Maybe its because they're -inspired- by a true story. (Wth, True Files? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're as bored as me.. &lt;a href="http://looneytwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://looneytwo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Don't be mean though. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115798771131224394?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115798771131224394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115798771131224394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115798771131224394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115798771131224394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/phoebes-soup-for.html' title='Phoebe&apos;s soup for the ....'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115781469709048991</id><published>2006-09-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:12:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Baloney</title><content type='html'>Spent most of today with Hanz out studying. One particular point in time, our conversation steered towards the -what if- area. And it was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Eh dude, what would you do if you got 4 A's?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm, Iono. Jump through the roof maybe?&lt;br /&gt;H: I know what I would do..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea? What?&lt;br /&gt;H: I'd tell you to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Me: =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crapper. And another scenario.. We were passing the time doing what guys do together while hanging out. Checking out the girls :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Eh, see that girl in black? I bet she's HFTBO.(Psst. Thats a codename!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*15 mins later. Coming back from the washroom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, she's not really HFTBO leh. I'd give her 7/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dare you go up to her. Look her over DAMN OBVIOUSLY, and shout back "Eh 7/10 too high la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: =.=". Sorry arh. I not asking for beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~ Den we had a good laugh while making the dare more and more "death-defying" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh 2/10 is too high liao la! She is NFFBFFN lor!" :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115781469709048991?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115781469709048991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115781469709048991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115781469709048991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115781469709048991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/complete-baloney.html' title='Complete Baloney'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115738972215325916</id><published>2006-09-05T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:08:42.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocodile tears or what?</title><content type='html'>So I just read that the famous Croc Hunter, Steve Irwin died today. Pierced through the heart by some stingray barb.. which is quite the irony considering that it was one of the least dangerous creatures he encountered. A great person died today, an icon of nature, and of course I feel sad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not quite prepared to accept this flood of turtle icons. They say putting it infront of the MSN nick is a mark of respect for him. I'd say its just a dumb chain effect stunt. Honestly, I do not know really know this person, nor watched his shows, so I may be an ignorant bastard here, but majority of us do not really know this person, so why all that? Sounds pretty "crocodile tears"-ish to me.. My point is that, we feel the same remorse that we would feel if that charitable old lady living across the street that everyone loves was killed, but would we mark her death just as we mark the Croc Hunter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Mr. Croc Hunter~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115738972215325916?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115738972215325916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115738972215325916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115738972215325916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115738972215325916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/09/crocodile-tears-or-what.html' title='Crocodile tears or what?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115703131330843686</id><published>2006-08-31T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:43:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Want Baked Bean Plrease.</title><content type='html'>Gosh. Someone gotta teach me how to say "baked beans" in as many languages as possible. Dialects too if possible. Cycled down to the Bedok Reservoir Road there to eat dinner den see the main food centre in the area like 90% of the food stalls close. Like so weird lor, 6pm or so nia already all close. Sianz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cycle around the area to find other place to eat. Found this kopitiam at the side of the whole area. Sat down there for awhile to think about what to eat. Den this uncle came up to me and said "Boy, you want buy water?". "Huh? Er... Teh Bing". Do I look like my engrish very powderful or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to eat the western food. Went to order the chicken cutlet rice. "Chicken cutlet rice, no baked beans, extra fries please". Stall Owner: "........?". Sigh. " Qi Hao. Bu Yao....er...er... baked beans!. Shu Tiao Duo. Xie Xie( Item 7, no baked beans, more fries)". Stall Owner : Yes Yes! No probrems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order came. 2 helpings of beans. 20 cents more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115703131330843686?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115703131330843686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115703131330843686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115703131330843686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115703131330843686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-want-baked-bean-plrease.html' title='No Want Baked Bean Plrease.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115664848653128615</id><published>2006-08-27T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:14:48.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Game Of Tag</title><content type='html'>The rules: Bold the statements that are true to you. Italise the statements that you WISH are true. Leave the fibs alone. Then, stab 5 people to do the same test. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want TV these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed alot mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.(Fucking knife just broke can -_-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart. (As if.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;I have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have alot of friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.(That depends on who doesnt it? :] )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in trackpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no idea what i want to do with the rest of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have alot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.(well only 2 particular persons.. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I own the 'South Park' movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am comfortable with who i am right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Climbing trees are a brilliant past-time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tatoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will collect anything, the more nonsensical the better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People stabbed:&lt;br /&gt;Justine&lt;br /&gt;Jensen&lt;br /&gt;Manda&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;Cindia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115664848653128615?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115664848653128615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115664848653128615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115664848653128615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115664848653128615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/game-of-tag.html' title='A Game Of Tag'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115660537178324747</id><published>2006-08-26T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:16:12.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do I Want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Cash.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Cash.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               [There are some things money can't buy.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money makes the world go round. That's what they say. Yet its not the case in my world... Been feeling pretty down lately... What with Prelims coming around the corner, tons of Mathematics that I still have no idea how to go about solving, wasting money watching cheesy movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the cheese-factor doesn't already make me wonder why the hell I'm there, there's always that happily-ever-after ending that really takes a chomp out of me. What can I say, I'm just such a bitter and jealous person. Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What better way to work it all off than a huge spending spree.. Yea.. Wished that worked for me.. Its really weird actually cos nowadays, I go off to town or some other shopping mall with a fat wallet, a heavy heart that also has visions of new clothes and other thingamajigs and a burning desire to just splurge.. Yet, at the end of the day, I ALWAYS end up home, empty-handed, a still-fat wallet, an even heavier heart and a few hours of my life wasted. What the heck's that? What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really like a Ha-Ha crab right now...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115660537178324747?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115660537178324747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115660537178324747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115660537178324747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115660537178324747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-do-i-want.html' title='What Do I Want?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115660399111744952</id><published>2006-08-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:53:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  [My sister(left), the co-designer for the funky jeans(right).]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. This post's dedicated to my darling sister. For those who're really lost, yes, I do have a sister. She's 1 year younger than me and currently studies Apparel Design at Temasek Polytechnic. These jeans are her first major piece of work for some competition(co-designed).&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I may not speak much, but I'm really proud of her cos she's really putting effort into everything, and also cos she worked really hard to get into her -dream- course of study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go sis! I know you'll be a great designer one day~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115660399111744952?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115660399111744952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115660399111744952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115660399111744952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115660399111744952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-sister.html' title='My Sister.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115617042842692700</id><published>2006-08-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:27:08.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of The Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/The%20Road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/The%20Road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            [The end of the road's near. What lies ahead..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years of JC life is coming to an end. In just a blink of an eye. Somehow or rather, the SGC forms task invokes a sense of nostalgia. It seems as if after just a short 2  years, it's time to recollect on all the meaningful things we've done in that period of time. Yet, judging from the list of things that are actually reflected on my respective certs, it seems as if I haven done a single thing worthy of remembrance. Personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impending A's loom just over the horizon. What with the continuous reminders about time left before the Prelims and subsequently the A's, one does feel a need to push the "PANIC" button and start revising. Yet, when I look ahead into my future, I don't see anything extremely bright shining at me. I always THOUGHT i wanted to involve myself somewhere in the area of Nanotechnology or the likes, yet now when I think about it, it doesn't really get me all hyped and motivated. I guess my career path will probably involve grunt work in the Armed Forces or janitor's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it all come to this~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115617042842692700?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115617042842692700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115617042842692700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115617042842692700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115617042842692700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/end-of-road.html' title='The End Of The Road'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115601456571784223</id><published>2006-08-20T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:09:25.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Apple Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/The%20Simple%20Apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/The%20Simple%20Apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                [The secrets a simple apple can derive..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about this "The Apple Theory" from a forum. Apparently, the poster got into his head that his theory was effective in helping one to jump-start success onto his love life. After reading his post, couldn't help feeling that though some of the actions one might have to perform may be slightly unsound morally, his thoughts and actions really did improve his "luck" with the ladies. Anyways, here's it.. And what do you people think?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;THE APPLE THEORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple apple has successfully resulted in the creation of many theorys and principles(Think Newton). This is what I have managed to derive from the concept of the apple. Firstly, it's common knowledge that apples fresh from picking have to be kept away from each other and unbruised, thus making it a considerable tough job in taking good care of each apple. This too applies to the concept of meeting women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt how that particular girl you met and fell for made you so -obsessed- that you couldn't think of anything else? Well, its time to give yourself a mental slap, cos thats NOT the way to go about doing things. Thus this is where the apple theory comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you place all your apples in one basket(one girl), when any one of the apples in the entire hoard goes bad, there goes your entire basket of apples(that is, you feel as if you lost all hope when that particular relationship doesn't work out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you place your apples in many different containers(that is, meeting many women/girls instead of just one!), even if a particular container of apple goes bad, there will still be other fresh apples for you to enjoy(that is, if a particular relationship doesnt work out, it's easier for you to move on as you have many other relationships to focus on den to waste time brooding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before anyone misunderstands my theory, I'm NOT encouraging you to become a slimy git and go about cheating on multiple girls' feelings at a go. This is a theory for you to meet MORE people so that you have MORE choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it effective you may ask.&lt;br /&gt;1) It helps you to think of the other 53815183795893150913859013980138950130 females out there you could be meeting instead of wasting time being obsessed with 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It conveys the message to the other party that you're a successful young man with a social life and not a creepy withdrawn stalker, thus improving your chances of a successful relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore the gist behind this. That is, DONT get obsessed with that one girl! Go out and meet 5 other girls and perhaps you may not be so obsessive, not to mention broadening your social circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Don Juan.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so thats the theory, what do you people think? True?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115601456571784223?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115601456571784223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115601456571784223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115601456571784223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115601456571784223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/apple-theory.html' title='The Apple Theory'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115591435613984791</id><published>2006-08-18T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:19:16.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Spice Up Your Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Spice%20Up%20Your%20Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Spice%20Up%20Your%20Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            [Everything requires something to go with it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with living in Singapore...is that everything seems to go so fast. But luckily(or unluckily), people are content with life here. They dun try to overthrow the government nor stick bombs all over themselves. Surely, we dun get "Speed" or "Ocean Eleven" materialising here as well. This makes you really wish for the the occasional mad-hat that throws himself infront of a train or hits a policeman, just to liven things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things become like a piece of meat, freshly cut. Surely its edible when cooked, but the taste would be of such blandness that it bores one to tears within a week. This is where the marinates, tenderisers, spices and other thingamajigs come in handy. Throw in some spices today, marinate the meat tomorrow, and perhaps some gravy the 3rd and the meat will taste delightful everyday. This applies to us. Stop being a bore. See that guy whose nose you really wanna break? I'd say go on ahead! If not how about breaking a window just for the sake of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate. Have fun~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115591435613984791?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115591435613984791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115591435613984791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115591435613984791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115591435613984791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-spice-up-your-life.html' title='To Spice Up Your Life.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115582775561613114</id><published>2006-08-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:15:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/A%20Simple%20Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/A%20Simple%20Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    [If only life was all about 3 buttons. And could be paused.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty smooth day. Played a little football and frisbee, completed considerable work during the night study too. Yup, a considerable deviation from the mundane life that I've been leading the past few days. That is.. School, Mug, Sleep. But then again, Prelims and A's are around the corner, so can't really help but tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, recently had to settle some School Leaving Certificate (DAMN FUCKING TESTIMONIALS AGAIN) shit and get endorsements and stuff. And there was also some National Education talk which I didnt attend. I mean. CMON! Its THE A'levels, not some fucking -common- test. What's the big idea with all these last minute distractions and that DAMN talk? I mean, it wasn't really necessary in our future or something, nor was it some kinda A' Levels related issue, so why force it upon us? I think even some of the teachers scorn the untimely placement of such events, and I whole-heartedly agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare us the nonsense. Thx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115582775561613114?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115582775561613114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115582775561613114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115582775561613114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115582775561613114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/simple-life.html' title='A Simple Life'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115573931870266821</id><published>2006-08-16T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:41:58.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To end it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/The%20Top.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/The%20Top.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      [Just a few more steps to the top..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddies. Bed. Booze. Building. To escape from a reality, take your pick. My life's a mess, my feelings are totaled, my grades are absymal and I'm just a complete wreck. Prelims are a knocking in couple of weeks time and my mugging just doesn't seem to cut it. All that time spent studying away.. how come they don't seem to have any effect what-so-ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 18 years of life, I still don't feel at any point in time that I did anything meaningful, I've been spiriting it all away. In fact, I don't feel that I count for much in anybody's life at all. Maybe its cos I've withdrawn too much into my own little cubby hole... but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, buddies no longer cut it. They've got their own problems, I've got mine. Bed did work, but I guess not anymore nowadays, too much brain things going on at night. Booze's not bad.. only that I hardly get drunk. Lol. Then there's the paunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iono.. just a rough patch i guess..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115573931870266821?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115573931870266821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115573931870266821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115573931870266821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115573931870266821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-end-it-all.html' title='To end it all.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115565309386112031</id><published>2006-08-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:44:53.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 hardest things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Iheartyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Iheartyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[And though it's just a line for you, for me it's true.. and never seem so right before.]&lt;br /&gt;(Lyric from Something Stupid - The Mavericks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that the 3 hardest things to say is "I Love You", "Sorry" and "Help Me". I don't really have much to say about the latter 2 as I personally have no problems doing either. No, more accurately, I never allowed myself to do anything which might make me apologise and I'd rather achieve things on my own accord, unless it would cost me an arm and a leg, then I might ask for someone else's help to donate them. I guess they really are one of the hardest things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Love You". The very words. Will she ever know how much I really want to tell her these 3 very very precious words. As a true-blue Cancerian, these 3 words are divine to me, almost sacred in fact. I abhor those who rattle them off to their so-called partners, yet never seem to mean them. Breaking and reconciling more times than days in a year is just beyond shallowness that I can't stomach. Accomodation's the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until proven wrong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the love. Give In. Chill. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115565309386112031?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115565309386112031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115565309386112031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115565309386112031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115565309386112031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-hardest-things.html' title='The 3 hardest things.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115557145296006143</id><published>2006-08-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:07:09.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/The%20End.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/The%20End.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [I tried so hard.. and got so far.. in the end.....] (Lyric from Linkin Park - In The End)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the NAPFA test. Final one. Was really a disappointment for me, just barely failed for pull-ups, 2.4km run and broadjump.. (by fail i mean as in failing to get D).. Damn.. I'm just drifting now. I feel so lost. Fucking shit. Wish I can just go back and start from Sec1 all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, and i forgot to eat dinner. Now my stomach's growling like mad. Fuck Fuck Fuck. This shit sucks. Today SUCKS~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115557145296006143?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115557145296006143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115557145296006143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115557145296006143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115557145296006143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/utter-disappointment.html' title='Utter Disappointment'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115547283424741068</id><published>2006-08-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:40:34.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Borderline.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    [The difference a border can make.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being borderline. Looking back on the few years of my life, I realised that I've always hovered at borderline, and that has caused me to lose out on loads of things, and perhaps even more in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first annoyance would be grades. Especially in countries like Singapore where test scores really matter, being borderline for a particular grade is especially irritating and horrifying. Why mark examinations based on a 100% total mark when ultimately, only the grades representing a particular range of marks are considered. Such is the agony of getting 49.4%  for an examination especially if its an important one. And as my teacher always say, if you cannot pass your exam, you cannot get into university, then you cannot get a good job, then you do not have money to support yourself, and thus unable to get married cos no girl would marry you for your intelligence or your money (or more like the lack of either), then when you can't get an ideal partner, you have to settle for the "old maids" which will make life pretty horrible as you don't really have a choice(for the sake of the bloodline). Then your kids in future will also be like you, unable to pass exams, and therefore repeating your cycle of life. All in all, its your fault for dooming the entire generation because you can't pass your exam. Yep, thats what my teacher says.. which is of course, the worst case scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another annoyance(for me) is the inflexible fitness standards here. My current situation in terms of fitness really puts me within microns of being fit and being a hopeless fitness case, which really makes a difference of a couple of months of time in National Service. Wouldn't that piss you off if you're in that situation. (Shut up ladies~) Had this compulsory check-up bullsh*t a few months back and they verified that I was 1.3% over the ideal weight and therefore, putting me into the "fatty" group which probably have to go in for National Service early. Fuck. Ahh, the NAPFA too. The final round of NAPFA's tomorrow and I'm not really confident of making it. Pull-ups, Broad Jump and 2.4km Run are my previous failures and my status for all of them are 4 for pull-ups (minimum 5), 21xcm for jump(minimum 223), 13.00 for run(minimum 12.40). Argh~ Fuck borderlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me gradients anytime~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115547283424741068?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115547283424741068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115547283424741068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115547283424741068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115547283424741068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/being-borderline.html' title='Being Borderline.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115540577555760531</id><published>2006-08-13T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:02:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Singaporean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/The%20Horde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/The%20Horde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    [First you see the horde. Then you see the kiasu-ism.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I withnessed the ugly side of Singaporeans today. Indeed. Went to catch the last day of the 2006 Fireworks Festival by Team France at Esplanade today. Was there at approximately 5.30pm and already the number of people thronging the riverside and along the highway were pretty shocking. Tried to find a good spot to catch the fireworks but there was simply too many tripod stands around. What the hell's with people who set up their stand and completely obstruct the seats while seating a distance away and obstructing other seats. Damn tards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking for seats right up to 7.30pm before finally settling on a rocky area somewhere along the river. By then, the throng had been reinforced to mob-size. There were also loads of people seating infront, behind and along our seating ground to the point that the human traffic completely stopped moving at one point. It was 8.15pm and by then, the crowd had became a horde. Tempers were raising and so were voices. It was a really tense situation down there. People started jeering and cursing and there was hints of a riot even. When the display finally started, it was basically a ~40cm diameter of breathing space for every person.&lt;br /&gt;The above photo was taken when 2 morons jumped onto the electrical box thingaling to get a better view, obstructing the views of a few hundred pissed people. Yep, such friendliness eh?&lt;br /&gt;And dun even get me started about the situation when the display ended. A complete nuthouse if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. I was counting the presents recieved for my birthday about a month or so ago and found out that i recieved the grand total of 1 present(s). Yep, that's inclusive of family. I'm so loved huh? Anyways, the only present was from Esther. Therefore, I declare Esther to be my bestest fren from now on. Lol~ I'm such a materialistic person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115540577555760531?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115540577555760531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115540577555760531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115540577555760531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115540577555760531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/ugly-singaporean.html' title='The Ugly Singaporean'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115531696210636886</id><published>2006-08-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:22:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Shot. Thats it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        [ A moment of brillance. An eternity of darkness. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things in life, we take for granted. A window of opportunity arrives, we let it slip by cos we hesitate, worry, brood and wonder about all the nitty gritty 101 other things which doesn't really matter. And what next? Think you can wait for another? Fat chance. Past the hour, the prospect's black. Too late, its gone, it won't come back. Haha. Familar phrase? Thats from the Mermaid Song in Harry Potter and The Goblet Of Fire. Yep, so remember folks, treasure everything u have, and dun let the opportunities slip by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm such a fraud. Talking all these philosophies, yet i don't do any of this shit. Yes! Thats right, I don't practice what i preach. Sue me. Whatever, don't be like me, I let countless opportunities slip by... and deeply regret it. And probably miss a couple more in the future to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh~ There goes another.. I could really get used to this man.. Haha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115531696210636886?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115531696210636886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115531696210636886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115531696210636886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115531696210636886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-shot-thats-it.html' title='One Shot. Thats it.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115522402139151145</id><published>2006-08-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:33:41.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's that pretty girl in that mirror, there?</title><content type='html'>Okie, I'm such an angry person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coools frabaaa......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Screw that, i feel retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115522402139151145?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115522402139151145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115522402139151145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115522402139151145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115522402139151145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/whos-that-pretty-girl-in-that-mirror.html' title='Who&apos;s that pretty girl in that mirror, there?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115521717548138518</id><published>2006-08-10T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:44:17.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel My Wrath. Fuck Fuck Fuck.</title><content type='html'>Yep, I'm pissed. You bet I am. Too much stuff happening right now that just cranking up my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off. There's that particular group of individuals who thinks they can flare up anytime at anyone and blame it all on PMS. Damn u people, it ain't anyone's fucking fault that you gotta lose a few mLs of blood every month for the sake of development, so dun lose your temper and be a complete asshole to everyone within a 5metre radius and blame it on PMS later. Nobody did shit to you. Ooooh yes, dun go pretending you don't do shit like that. You're all guility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the hell with people demanding accounts and extensions? I've been perfectly civil in asking and you people keep giving me shit excuses. Getting railed at by the bookshop uncle definitely wasn't part of my plan, and YES, thats the last straw, dun expect me to be civil when you don't return it. Like, what the hell does anyone want accounts logs for, do you think me or the bookshop would cheat you people of your pittance of an amount? This is a fucking class fund, not some freaking government fund. Oh, if you want your accounts by the way, you can jolly well get them yourself from the bookshop. I got enough on my mind without having to worry bout YOUR logs. Then there's those who never seems to have money. Dudes, this is Singapore! Are you some fucking pauper or what? And whats that I hear about people treating steads to food and drink. You got the cash to pamper your stead but none to pay for your education? Don't pretend to be some rich kid pampering your steads and all if you can't settle your fucking debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that fucktard who tried to steal my bicycle. You can jolly well burn in hell. You fucker. Grow a fucking spine and get a job instead of being a bane to the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done. And don't any of you get on my case about your pitiful lives. I don't need to hear about it and I don't fucking care. So save up your comments and go home to mommy or whatever you people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...fuck.. this sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115521717548138518?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115521717548138518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115521717548138518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115521717548138518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115521717548138518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/feel-my-wrath-fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title='Feel My Wrath. Fuck Fuck Fuck.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115504981335422234</id><published>2006-08-08T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:10:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Nature"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Nature%27s%20Jigsaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               [So much differences... yet a common root..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the -eve- of National Day, so the whole of SRJC was down at East Coast Park to celebrate Singapore's 41st birthday by building Singapore's Largest Sandcastle. Woke up pretty early at 5.30am and couldn't go back to sleep for the remaining 30 minutes on the alarm, so I decided to set off earlier than usual. Was cycling to East Coast Park and I wasn't sure about the exact place, not to mention that the trip there took approximately 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daily bustle came with the sun and pretty soon, we were all building sandcastles. Oh wait, more like sand-walls, since, to quote the instructor "we are focusing on the length, not the design". So we were encouraged to extend the lengths of the walls and not bother about the towers and forts and what-nots. And they kept asking us to hurry up. Sheesh, it was supposed to be a FUN activity, not a freaking timed assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the celebrations with songs, sore muscles, scratched hands and a super-duper long sand wall. But the whole day was pretty fun as a whole as we could really bond and have fun co-operating. Disgruntled as we students may seem of the school especially regarding such events, I feel that we all bond the best during such events. Haha~ Hung out with the guys at Parkway Parade for lunch and pool after that and ran into Lum too. He looks exactly the same as ever can? No change at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Did tons of cycling today. Really really really tired. Gonna just collaspe on the bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...she puts a smile on my face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115504981335422234?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115504981335422234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115504981335422234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115504981335422234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115504981335422234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115496459629838359</id><published>2006-08-07T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:29:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Focal%20Point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Focal%20Point.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           [ When everything else turns dark... The bright light will shine...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's just beginning and its already almost ended, for school that is. Tuesday(thats tomorrow!!) a school event day with the National Day celebrations and its gonna be a sandcastle building day at East Coast Park and Wednesday and Thursday are holidays.. Public and School respectively. Friday's SRJC's I-Learn Day which is to promote IT learning and all that, which honestly sounds like bullsh*t to me. Anyways, well its supposed to be a "holiday", but due to some screw-up in the Physics Department, gotta go back to school for 1 hour to re-do SPA, which is a nightmare all over again. Really can't imagine if they told us we had to re-do Project Work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day in school today, and I think I'm screwing up my studies.. Yea I'm studying, but somehow i don't feel all that optimistic about the Prelims and the subsequent A's. Wonder if I already doomed to do badly for the exams... On a gloomier note, had a "revision" for NAPFA 5 stations today and again.. not really confident in passing NAPFA. Sigh~ that means a whole couple of months early in NS slogging my guts out when I could be working to earn $$, pursuing my hobbies, pursuing her and getting my QDL. Gosh, everything's so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proably gonna sleep soon. Thats the only way to just forget everything and start the next day afresh. And i gotta be up early to cycle to ECP. Then do some dumb run. Then build sandcastle. Gosh. My bones are aching already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why did she leave so early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115496459629838359?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115496459629838359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115496459629838359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115496459629838359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115496459629838359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/rough-patch.html' title='Rough Patch'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115486844393205895</id><published>2006-08-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:58:26.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fruitful Sunday. *YAAAWN*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Purity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Purity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Blooms of such brillant whiteness induce such feelings of peace and purity.. Yet represent the dead as well..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pretty tiring day today. Woke up at 10am(AGAIN!) and wasted time on the computer blogging, reading blogs and chatting on MSN. [Yup, no work done again] Uploaded somemore photos into my DeviantArt gallery as well. Was supposed to meet Bantan at 2pm for badminton, so I had some time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the house at 12pm and cycled to Marine Parade Community Centre via the Siglap Park Connector at Kebangan. Took me about 1hour to get there cos I kept stopping to take photos and quenching my thirst :P My.. it was such a hot day indeed. Wanted to book the court only to find out that they are under renovation until 12/08/06. Sigh~ No badminton I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Bantan and shot pool for awhile. Grabbed a bite to eat after pool and hung about for awhile, leaving Marine Parade about 5pm. Cycled back again via the Siglap Park Connector and dropped by a bicycle shop to adjust the seat. Got a real fright back there cos I accidently scratched myself with a rusty screw!! (Praise the person who invented vaccinations... and the one who made them compulsory in Singapore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back here blogging again about the "wonderful" Sunday and boring the shit out of all you people reading this. And I haven studied a single bit all weekend! Now I'm so looking forward to the next week ahead to redeem myself. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'm wondering how her weekend went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115486844393205895?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115486844393205895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115486844393205895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115486844393205895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115486844393205895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/fruitful-sunday-yaaawn.html' title='A Fruitful Sunday. *YAAAWN*'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115486152480251325</id><published>2006-08-06T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:52:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten, Nine, Eight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;YOUR TEN FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;favourite colors: white, black, silver&lt;br /&gt;favourite food: fish fillet&lt;br /&gt;favourite songs: Trance, Indie, Rock, Pop&lt;br /&gt;favourtie movies: Comedy, Teenage Romance, Racecars&lt;br /&gt;favourite sports: Cycling, Bball, Futbol, Tennis, Running&lt;br /&gt;favourite season: Autumn&lt;br /&gt;favourite ice-cream flavours: peppermint, chocolate, fruit flavours&lt;br /&gt;favourite countries: Singapore. Sentosa. XD&lt;br /&gt;favourite things: my bicycle, my camera, my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR NINE CURRENTS&lt;br /&gt;current mood: worried shitless&lt;br /&gt;current clothes: FBT sports bermudas and FBT jersey&lt;br /&gt;current desktop: A particular spacescape WP from deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;current toe nails: i'm wearing socks -_-&lt;br /&gt;current time: 6.25pm&lt;br /&gt;current annoyance: myself. homework.&lt;br /&gt;current thoughts: f**k should i see a doctor bout that minor scratch from the rusty screw?&lt;br /&gt;current songs: Because I Am A Girl - Kiss&lt;br /&gt;current chatter: Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR 8 FIRST&lt;br /&gt;first Girlfriend: yet to have a first.&lt;br /&gt;first Boyfriend: first boy(space)friend would be some kindergarten dude called Sebastian(which I have no idea of his life/death)&lt;br /&gt;first crush: Cindy&lt;br /&gt;first movie: Star Wars Episode 4,5,6&lt;br /&gt;first piercing: if u include accidental.. then it will be tt time in P3 when i stepped on a nail.&lt;br /&gt;first lie: To my teacher for not handing up my homework&lt;br /&gt;first music: Happy Birthday To You!&lt;br /&gt;first toy: A whale wearing a blue cap.&lt;br /&gt;first cry: 22nd July 1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR 6 LAST&lt;br /&gt;last drink: HL Milk&lt;br /&gt;last car ride: Comfort Cab&lt;br /&gt;last crush: ******(cant say HERE la! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;last movie seen: American Pie 4&lt;br /&gt;last phone call: to my mom about my scratch&lt;br /&gt;last cd played: Medal Of Honour : Pacific Assault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 THINGS YOU HAVE DONE TODAY: Cycled alot, played pool, took photos, ate Bak Chor Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 THINGS YOU HEAR RIGHT NOW: "Hate me for all the things I didnt do for you", some plastic bag rustling noises, some program on TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT: Oxygen! and water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 THING I DO WHEN IM BORED: Think of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO I WANT TO DO THIS: Anyone who reads this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115486152480251325?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115486152480251325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115486152480251325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115486152480251325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115486152480251325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/ten-nine-eight.html' title='Ten, Nine, Eight.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115479317046357159</id><published>2006-08-05T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:52:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Things As They Come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/1600/Storm.%20Prelude%20or.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Storm.%20Prelude%20or.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Is there a storm brewing? Or is it leaving?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things in the universe which are not as straightfoward as they appear to be. Well, actually there's only 3 which I can think of on hand, which are black holes, mirages and life. And i seriously doubt that the average person among us have regular experiences with the former 2 while probably everyone goes through the entire cycle of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every event in our life is therefore a fork in the path which determines how our future lives will be led. So by the time we are at the ripe old age of 60, we'd probably have past numberous detours and forks. However, that nice, paved, downhill path which most of us strives to walk upon might end at the cave of a 3-headed hydra where we'll meet our demise while that crooked, uneven, uphill path which everyone prefers to avoid might eventually lead to a dear little cottage with a lush garden, a loyal puppy dog and a nice rocking chair next to the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my point here is that every person should not take everything in life too seriously. Of course, I do not mean that the person becomes a bane to society by indulging in the high life at the expense of other peoples' life. One should strike a balance between enjoying life and working it. And thats how one should lead life in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so thats my outlook upon life which sadly, doesn't seem to agree with the people around me. Everyone always seems to be so anxious about this or that thing which they haven't completed, yet here I am all laid back and marvelling at the backs of the people ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I would prefer to just lie down and watch the clouds passing by all day long if I had the choice.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115479317046357159?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115479317046357159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115479317046357159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115479317046357159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115479317046357159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/taking-things-as-they-come.html' title='Taking Things As They Come.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115479142879531560</id><published>2006-08-05T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:23:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Dramas. A False Reality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8004/1112/320/Morning%20Sky.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[If only feelings of such blueness were as brillant as this wonderful morning sky..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I've been watching too much TV lately, especially those TV drama serials like Zero Degree on Mediacorp, TVB ones like Armed Reaction III (I,II,IV,V) and even the cheesy ones on Sundays. And ya know, watching too much of these can really get to you especially when the plot always end up with a too-good-to-be-true relationship blossoming between the main characters. Sometimes, I really wonder whether saying "I Love You" is really as easy as those people on the screen make it seem like. If so, why am I finding it the hardest words to say to the one i really love. Hell, its even harder than saying "I'm gay!" out loud in public..i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I really do feel sad at times...especially when I see her. And the worst thing is for awhile back then, she actually noticed me around(and probably still do), but here I'm still looking for the courage to go up to her for a chat. Yup.. I guess I'm just that Average Friendly Chump.. AFC.. destined to just "be friends" with all the ladies. Still.. No harm living in my own world with my own rules.. Yup, just me and me alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115479142879531560?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115479142879531560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115479142879531560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115479142879531560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115479142879531560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/tv-dramas-false-reality.html' title='TV Dramas. A False Reality?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115479135517421304</id><published>2006-08-05T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:22:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhosBoredNearYou</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm referring to that joke of a program(Yes, you know which one!) which allows us to "see" who stays in our block(and i think the new name's more adequat). Anyways, I started using it after receiving the 23435892798645th invitation from someone-out-there to join their "community". So okay, i joined. Surfed about for abit. Posted a message on the "block" board saying "hi." and... just started decomposing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its good to know that those using the program on my block are decomposers as well looking at the previous post on the "block" board(3 1/2 months by the way.). Ok, so I didn't really toss the thing out of the window just yet. Tried the photo upload feature, profile features and read some of the topics in the "Coffeeshop"(which is basically a -cool- name for ''forum''), which were horribly outdated back to as far as 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my first time logging into it and probably my last. Or so i thought. Just got re-acquainted with it through a friend and I figured might as well give it a second chance... so there I was trying to log-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, finally got in after trying 5 IDs(hey I couldn't remember my account, dun blame me!) and saw, to my surprise, a MESSAGE. And its dated 3 months ago. LOL. That poor bastard might not even be alive already! I wrote a reply and clicked "send".. Just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets keep our fingers crossed for now shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115479135517421304?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115479135517421304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115479135517421304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115479135517421304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115479135517421304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/whosborednearyou.html' title='WhosBoredNearYou'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115453427050399647</id><published>2006-08-02T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:00:01.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song Spoof by Me..</title><content type='html'>Its a spoof of James Blunt's "You're Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He's such an idiot&lt;br /&gt;He's such a fool&lt;br /&gt;His heart is longing&lt;br /&gt;For his special girl&lt;br /&gt;He thinks of her almost all the time&lt;br /&gt;He wishes she were there&lt;br /&gt;But thats all that, he ever does&lt;br /&gt;Cause he aint got a plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pitiful, so pitiful&lt;br /&gt;He's such a fool, its true.&lt;br /&gt;He sees her face&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;But he just can't tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;That he's so in love with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;When she passed him by&lt;br /&gt;He was so struck that he was,&lt;br /&gt;Looking dumb,&lt;br /&gt;But that idiiot doesn't open his mouth&lt;br /&gt;But he so wishes that he can see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pitiful, so pitifulHe's such a fool, its true.&lt;br /&gt;He sees her face&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;But he just can't tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;That he's so in love with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la, La-la-la-la, La-la-la-la, Laaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pitiful, so pitiful&lt;br /&gt;He's such a fool, its true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be some way, to shake off his daze&lt;br /&gt;Its really time that he should speak to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or he must accept the truth&lt;br /&gt;That he aint fit for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115453427050399647?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115453427050399647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115453427050399647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115453427050399647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115453427050399647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/08/song-spoof-by-me.html' title='A Song Spoof by Me..'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115410132075031118</id><published>2006-07-28T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:42:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Study</title><content type='html'>Night study has started. Went for the first session of night study tonight. Actually didn't really plan to go, it was only later on when i met Si Rui and co. den decided to join them to study. Bought some snacks from Kovan and went back to school about 6.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the Serenade of Strings concert going on as well so there was quite alot of people in the school this evening. Sat outside the LTs with them to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic's a super lame crapper man. So much lame shit come out of him today. And Randy too. LOL. *ahem* bird nest *ahem* Wahahaha! Anyways, did like 4 questions of complex numbers II tutorial and grasped a couple of concepts too. So i guess it wasn't ALL WASTED. Yay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;....another lonesome day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115410132075031118?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115410132075031118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115410132075031118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115410132075031118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115410132075031118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/night-study.html' title='Night Study'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115400611388806378</id><published>2006-07-27T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:15:13.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to work?</title><content type='html'>Got the exam schedule for Prelims today. Crap. Got 3 papers on 1 day. AGAIN. And I heard that the econs/chem/math combi peeps got 4 papers in 1 day. Well, we can see how "great" the exam planning committee is. And I don't care if any teachers ever read this too, cos its true. Sue me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some homework juz awhile ago, NMR spectroscopy. Think I'm getting the hang of it, as in how to read splitting patterns and all that. Still got loads of work to do.. Fluids(part 2).. Complex Numbers II.. Sexual Reproduction..tutorial, and of course, there's NMR to complete. And here I am blogging away..... Of course, don't forget the Grp VII time trial. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer after P.E today and I realised I'm totally hopeless at receiving balls, especially long and high ones. Seriously gotta go practise receiving balls for abit, if not I'm gonna be a joke. Haha~ But I guess my soccer skills did improve somewhat? (from horrendous to terrible? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last day of school before the weekend tomorrow, so looking forward to it man.. Really wanna use the weekend to chiong tutorials and pack my table. Hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..... didnt even get a glimpse of her today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115400611388806378?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115400611388806378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115400611388806378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115400611388806378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115400611388806378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-to-work.html' title='Time to work?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115392360931911075</id><published>2006-07-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:17:49.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - Life Is Wonderful</title><content type='html'>---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz - Life Is Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a crane to build a crane&lt;br /&gt;it takes two floors to make a story&lt;br /&gt;it takes an egg to make a hen&lt;br /&gt;it takes a hen to make an egg&lt;br /&gt;there is no end to what I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a thought to make a word&lt;br /&gt;and it takes some words to make an action&lt;br /&gt;it takes some work to make it work&lt;br /&gt;it takes some good to make it hurt&lt;br /&gt;it takes some bad for satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;al la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a night to make it dawn&lt;br /&gt;and it takes a day to make you yawn brother&lt;br /&gt;it takes some old to make you young&lt;br /&gt;it takes some cold to know the sun&lt;br /&gt;it takes the one to have the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it takes no time to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;but it takes you years to know what love is&lt;br /&gt;and it takes some fears to make you trust&lt;br /&gt;it takes those tears to make it rust&lt;br /&gt;it takes the dust to have it polished (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la it is so (and it's so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes some silence to make sound&lt;br /&gt;and it takes a loss before you found it&lt;br /&gt;and it takes a road to go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;it takes a toll to make you care&lt;br /&gt;it takes a hole to make a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;ah la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;it is so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;it is so meaningful&lt;br /&gt;it is so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;it is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;it is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;it is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;it goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;wonderful&lt;br /&gt;meaningful&lt;br /&gt;full circle&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song I wanna share.. Enjoy.. Song in the "etc" section&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115392360931911075?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115392360931911075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115392360931911075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115392360931911075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115392360931911075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/jason-mraz-life-is-wonderful.html' title='Jason Mraz - Life Is Wonderful'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115392276200411296</id><published>2006-07-26T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:06:06.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housework</title><content type='html'>Yep. I'm pretty depressed today. Came back home at about 6pm. Sat there brooding for a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the mop and started mopping the house down. LOL. Yea, I can do housework, don't look down on me! Haha. Why am I depressed? Well not really anything I cant handle I guess. Anyways. Watched the Zero Degrees serial on TV juz a few minutes ago and that guy in the show folded 1000 paper cranes for his girlfriend which totally doesnt deserve it! Wow. Wonder if I would do that.... wait. i can't fold paper cranes. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I'm juz spouting random nonsense. Gotta go do my NMR tutorial. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What in the world was i doing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115392276200411296?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115392276200411296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115392276200411296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115392276200411296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115392276200411296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/housework.html' title='Housework'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115384233597296556</id><published>2006-07-25T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:45:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the dumbass award goes to...</title><content type='html'>Tell me if this guy really deserves the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;MAN DATES GAL ON INTERNET FOR SIX MONTHS -- AND IT TURNS OUT SHE'S HIS MOTHER!&lt;br /&gt;By Grace Green MARSEILLES, France --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skirt-chasing playboy Daniel Anceneaux spent weeks talking with a sensual woman on the Internet before arranging a romantic rendezvous at a remote beach -- and discovering that his on-line sweetie of six months was his own mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I walked out on that dark beach thinking I was going to hook up with the girl of my dreams,' the rattled bachelor later admitted. 'And there she was, wearing white shorts and a pink tank top, just like she'd said she would.'But when I got close, she turned around -- and we both got the shock of our lives. I mean, I didn't know what to say. All I could think was, 'Oh my God! it's Mama!' 'But the worst was yet to come. Just as the mortified mother and son realized the error of their ways, a patrolman passed by and cited them for visiting a restricted beach after dark.'Danny and I were so flustered, we blurted out the whole story to the cop,' recalled matronly mom Nicole, 52.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The policeman wrote a report, a local TV station got hold of it -- and the next thing we knew, our picture and our story was all over the 6 o'clock news. 'People started pointing and laughing at us on the street -- and they haven't stopped laughing since.'The girl-crazy X-ray technician said he began flirting with normally straitlaced Nicole -- who lives six miles away in a Marseilles suburb -- while scouring the Internet for young ladies to put a little pizzazz in his life.'Mom called herself Sweet Juliette and I called myself The Prince of Pleasure, and unfortunately, neither one of us had any idea who the other was,' said flabbergasted Daniel.'The conversations even got a little racy a couple of times.'But I really started to fall for her, because there seemed to be a sensitive side that you don't see in many girls.'She sent me poems she had written and told me about her dreams and desires, and it was really very romantic.'The truth is, I got to see a side of my mom I'd never seen before. I'm grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When starry-eyed Daniel asked Sweet Juliette to send him a picture, Nicole e-mailed him a photo of a curvy, half-clad cutie she'd scanned from a men's magazine.'The girl in the picture was so beautiful, I begged Juliette to meet me on the beach -- and Mom said yes,' he recalled. 'Mom says she was falling for me, too, and she just wanted to meet me, even though she knew I'd be disappointed when I saw her.'As for me, I figured I was going to find the girl of my dreams.'I guess that's about as wrong as I've ever been.'Daniel admits he and his mother could do little but stammer and stutter around each other for days after their cyberspace exploits came to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his father Paul -- Nicole's husband of 27 years -- wasn't too happy when the story hit the news and his beer-drinking buddies made him the butt of their jokes.'Dad was ticked for a while and he forbid Mom to talk to anybody on the Internet ever again,' said embarrassed Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, awards aside.. Been counting the $$ for Prom so far and luckily the numbers are tallying. If not someone has much to account for(most probably me XD). Everything's going well and all, so hopefully it all ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some running today, haven ran for a looooooooooong time. Did 10 laps lane 8 and I'm proud of my achievement. Wahahaha~ So hope that I can clear NAPFA this Aug. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...I'm THE REAL stoner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115384233597296556?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115384233597296556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115384233597296556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115384233597296556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115384233597296556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-dumbass-award-goes-to.html' title='And the dumbass award goes to...'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115358370595301789</id><published>2006-07-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:56:52.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me.</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me... Happy birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this is so pathetic. I'm really sad.. past a really really lousy birthday today. No celebrations.. no nothing.. not even from my family? But I still wanna thank Jensen and Raymond for accompanying me on this lonesome day, and of course the tons of ppl who gave me birthday smses. THANK YOU PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, new bed arrived today. So tonight's the first night sleeping on the new bed! Yay! I'm only scared i roll off or something xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;....really wishing she was here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115358370595301789?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115358370595301789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115358370595301789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115358370595301789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115358370595301789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115340551406496350</id><published>2006-07-20T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:25:14.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball + 22 ppl?</title><content type='html'>Ah. Soccer. Been playing it alot lately and I'd say I'm improving in it. Kinda. But all in all, my kicking skills are still a mere pittance. Sheesh. And i grazed my knee today when playing goalie...in the sand. Grr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the radio right now to Carrie Chong's Say It With Music program and there's some kinda "blind date" thing going on right now. LOL. Kinda hilarious to listen in on the conversations. Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio still rawks after all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115340551406496350?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115340551406496350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115340551406496350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115340551406496350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115340551406496350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/ball-22-ppl.html' title='Ball + 22 ppl?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115322183188182558</id><published>2006-07-18T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:23:51.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me the outcast?</title><content type='html'>Today was the Chinese listening comprehension exam. So it's a half day for us non-chinese takers(or more accurately, ex-chinese takers). The initial plan was to go watch Pirates Of The Carribbean(did i get tt right..?), but it ended up with most of the guys going over to Wei Sheng's house to chill out. Lymon, Justine and Fanny and co. went for the movie instead, think we PS-ed Lymon. =x Didn't really do much at WS's house.. just played with the toy guns, computer, cards, watched television for around 4-5 hours? Back home now.. gonna start studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know whether its true. But I get the feeling I'm being outcasted by everyone.. Sigh. Hope its just a horribly bad hunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lonely..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115322183188182558?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115322183188182558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115322183188182558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115322183188182558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115322183188182558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-outcast.html' title='Me the outcast?'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115302646473290697</id><published>2006-07-16T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T13:07:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To You.</title><content type='html'>First off. Yo Jensen! Happy birthday dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, yesterday was Jensen's 18th birthday and we(as in the class) celebrated it for him after Saturday lectures. That aside, the weekends so far been a total bore. Got back some exam scripts too, but they were completely horrible, so shan't talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's that i guess. Really nothing to say at all. Crap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115302646473290697?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115302646473290697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115302646473290697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115302646473290697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115302646473290697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday To You.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115262679282973826</id><published>2006-07-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:09:22.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamagotchi</title><content type='html'>..My tama died. I forgot to pause him(or her) before going to school today.. Sigh. R.I.P Amber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115262679282973826?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115262679282973826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115262679282973826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115262679282973826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115262679282973826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/tamagotchi.html' title='Tamagotchi'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115254182973483974</id><published>2006-07-10T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:31:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>Another song which i really really like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all, everything, on our own&lt;br /&gt;We don't need anything or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know how to say how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Those three words are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace to remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes&lt;br /&gt;They're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;I just know that these things&lt;br /&gt;Will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-----------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, you can hear it at ETC section (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115254182973483974?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115254182973483974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115254182973483974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115254182973483974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115254182973483974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/snow-patrol-chasing-cars.html' title='Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115245078639395255</id><published>2006-07-09T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:30:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue October : Hate Me</title><content type='html'>New favourite song for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;B&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lue October - Hate Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey Justin this is your mother, I was just calling to see how you were doin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you sounded really uptight last night it made me a little nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just wanted to make sure that you were really ok and wanted to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you were checked in on your medications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know I love ya, see ya, bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you. will you never call again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And will you never try to reach me? it is I that wanted space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sober now for 3 whole months it's one accomplishment that you helped me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While I was busy waging wars with myself, you were trying to stop the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I'll drive so f**king far away that I never cross your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then fell down yelling "make it go away!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just make her smile come back and shine just like it used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then she whispered "how can you do this to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear this song in the etc section. Do listen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115245078639395255?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115245078639395255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115245078639395255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115245078639395255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115245078639395255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/blue-october-hate-me.html' title='Blue October : Hate Me'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115228623621924860</id><published>2006-07-07T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:30:36.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caaaaaanddddddddy</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not about to write bout some girl called Candy. Don't know what's wrong with me, but been REALLY REALLY REALLY into candy lately! Chocolates, hard candy, stripe candy(or strip? =x). You name it. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was first day of school after the Mids. Past pretty quickly since lessons end at 12.30 due to some security seminar(which I'm glad to say does not involve the J2s). Went to eat with Lymon, Justine, Tingz and Cindia, and i realised the girls quite picky. -__-" After lunch, took 80 home and everything was pretty.. boring after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Groomed" my bicycle and went out cycling for abit around 7pm-ish. Ate dinner at this food court near Bedok North school and the food was really great! And worth it! Cycled home after that and watched tv. Nothing much i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115228623621924860?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115228623621924860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115228623621924860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115228623621924860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115228623621924860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/caaaaaanddddddddy.html' title='Caaaaaanddddddddy'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115215978619671069</id><published>2006-07-06T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:23:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long absence</title><content type='html'>Back to update after a really long absence since I'm absolutely bored now. But previously, really didn't feel like blogging since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Its the Mids and busy studying and worrying about failing the papers, so just didn't have the motivation to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Changing to Mozilla Firefox browser screwed up my display so the uglyness turned me off.(Its still screwed up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was the last day of Mids and coincidentally Si Rui's birthday. Went out to celebrate by watching Superman Returns. Then had dinner at Fish and Co. Ate the Swordfish Collar which was absolutely faboulous!! And the Kola tonic was good too! Shouldn't talk bout the movie here as its considered spoilers Haha. But just know that its good ppl, so do catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school for me today since there's still 1 last exam paper that I don't need to take, so yay! Free and easy now. :P But now its time to wait for results T____T"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115215978619671069?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115215978619671069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115215978619671069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115215978619671069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115215978619671069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-absence.html' title='Long absence'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115132764707862197</id><published>2006-06-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:14:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out by Math.</title><content type='html'>Just popped on for 15 minutes for a breather. Been studying maths for about 2hrs straight so far. Having a really really really really bad headache right now. Gosh, still got like 80% of the Math syllabus to cover tonight, and not forgetting Chemistry too. ZZZ. Just wtf were the school admin thinking? Putting 2 major papers on the same day. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, times up.. Gotta go continue with A.P G.P. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115132764707862197?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115132764707862197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115132764707862197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115132764707862197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115132764707862197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/stressed-out-by-math.html' title='Stressed out by Math.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115124525312122351</id><published>2006-06-25T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:20:53.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd numbers.</title><content type='html'>Just studied Math and now online for a short 30 mintues to take a break. Xz thinks he's cooked for the mids. But I think he'll surprise us all again as he always does. Everytime. Anyways, I'm pretty much "cooked" as well considering I've done very little revision-wise and tomorrow's already the first day of school and the first day of exams as well. 12 days to go.. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done? Basically.. Haven touched Biology at all. Done an insignificant amt of Physics revision.Chemistry is about 40% done. And Math is like 60%? And thats just the reading part. Dun even get me started about practicing. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a discovery about myself today. That is, that odd numbers seriously stress me out. Except the number 5 perhaps. So thats 2 weird numeral-related facts about me. One that I do all things subconsciously in terms of 5, and the second that all my stuff( food, pens, money etc) has to be even. Perhaps thats why I love Mcdonald's nuggets eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-piece nuggets &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115124525312122351?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115124525312122351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115124525312122351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115124525312122351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115124525312122351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/odd-numbers_25.html' title='Odd numbers.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115099105129086927</id><published>2006-06-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:44:11.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game</title><content type='html'>I saw this game on Cindia's blog and even though i wasn't tagged to do it, still gonna play it since it seems fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head - dont read the questions before you write and tag 5 people to do the survey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Randy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Cornie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Si Rui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Justine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Jensen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Amanda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Phoebe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Edwin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Wenshan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Raymond&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Lifang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Hock Ming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Lizhen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Jackie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Poh Chong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Joe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Janice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Ying Hui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet #14?---&gt; School. Science Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you had never met #1?---&gt; Not watch soccer? Since it was him who got me into soccer? Hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if #20 and #9 dated?---&gt; Run far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would #6 &amp; #17 make a good couple?---&gt; Bwahaha! I wouldn't allow it! I've no wish to be related to PC in any way TYVM. But seriously wth. They would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe #3.---&gt; Lovable but looks like suffering from depression 24/7. Very "ON"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think #8 is attractive?---&gt; Ahem, better not answer dis. #7 might hit me. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me something about #7.----&gt; A modern clown. Hairstyle always same one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know anything about #12's family?---&gt; Mother, Father, Son. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's #8's favourite?---&gt; Why always #8 one?! I think anything edible.. except sushi? ask #7 ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you do if #11 confesses that he/she likes you?---&gt; Holy shiet no way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What language does #15 speak?---&gt; English &amp; Mandarin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is #9 going out with?---&gt; Some guy, wat was his name, something to do wif dumplings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How old is #16 now?---&gt; I believe he's 19 dis year o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you talked to #13?---&gt; Tuesday? Can't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who's #2's favourite singer?---&gt; Does she even listen to songs? i honestly don't know. Unless its Biology-related XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you date #4?---&gt; Nope, I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you date #7?---&gt; Again.. I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is #15 single?---&gt; Dunno leh. I believe so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is #10's last name?---&gt; Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever consider being in a relationship with #19?---&gt; Naw, she's attached. And she's my Maple buddy already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What schools did #3 go to?---&gt; Dunno bout Primary school, but she went to Macpherson Sec. (Gosh did i get the name right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where does #6 live?---&gt; Same address as me -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's your favourite thing about #5?---&gt; She's shorter den me! And she looks pleasant in pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you think of #18?---&gt; Geekish Ah Beng, or Beng-ish geek. Physics pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do #4 and #19 have in common?---&gt; Both play Maple like fanatics, yet excel academically. And they share the jealousy from me. Lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What special qualities does #17 hold in your life?---&gt; An output for my frustration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115099105129086927?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115099105129086927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115099105129086927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115099105129086927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115099105129086927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/game.html' title='The Game'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115079775017480278</id><published>2006-06-20T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T18:02:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven studied finish leh..</title><content type='html'>How? Die. Approximately 5 days left b4 start of Mids, and my revision is like only 10% completed. Who's next to kick the bucket huh? "Picture me.. in Kok's office.. its tea for 2.. and 2 for tea...." Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping and playing Maple alot these days cos never really go out much LOL. And I juz realised a lot of ppl's birthdays fall in June and July. Oo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also been watching World Cup lately since I managed to piggyback an Indo channel which broadcasts live World Cup matches. My favourite match by far is Japan VS Croatia as even though the score at the end was 0-0, the match was a display of superb football and goalkeeping skills. Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115079775017480278?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115079775017480278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115079775017480278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115079775017480278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115079775017480278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/haven-studied-finish-leh.html' title='Haven studied finish leh..'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-115003745348170194</id><published>2006-06-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:50:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dream(s)</title><content type='html'>Been having weird dreams lately. Nightmares in fact. And the funny(and weird) bit about these dreams are that they are like sequels to each other. And the worst part is that these dreams are about zombies. Too much House Of The Dead 4 or Resident Evil eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea back on topic, the first was about these cockroaches suddenly became infected with this weird disease which is highly contagious and could be passed on easily to humans..  transforming them into zombies. Their tissue will decay rapidly and they develop a insatiable hunger and desire for human flesh, so they will chow on other human beings. And in this particular one, I was unfortunately the one escaping from them but being chowed upon in the end. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, the next night, the dream was about this zombies on a frenzy in the main city. It was just chaos and a total mess. I was this kid who nearly got chowed upon by my parents after discovering them feeding on my pet dog. Ran out onto the main road and there were people running, zombies roaming and basically a "live feed" going on. Wouldn't go into the details but curiously, the details of the zombies in the dreams were incredible, so was the blood. Yup, this dream ended just here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The THIRD sequel started with me withnessing some kid getting mashed up by this huge mutant thing (Think Nemesis from Resident Evil). And that THING decided that chasing me was fun. So I ran into this particular place which was like a condominium compound, complete with security fences and all that. Discovered that the people in the compound were all still healthy and sought refuge in one of the houses(which was empty..?) AND, suddenly to my horror, i saw this lone zombie shuffling through an open gate.... And i can even remember the look of his face. FREAKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F**K, what do they mean? Hell, I dun wanna dream bout no zombie shits. Gimme pleasant dreams bout me and her pls. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-115003745348170194?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/115003745348170194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=115003745348170194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115003745348170194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/115003745348170194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird-dreams.html' title='Weird Dream(s)'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-114996514900987987</id><published>2006-06-11T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:51:11.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slither. More PAPERwork.</title><content type='html'>Went out with Science club peeps to watch Slither today. Yes its an M18 show, but we managed to sneak in after all :D And honestly, there's nothing much M18-ish about the show. Nice show too! Worth catching i guess. At the end of the show, we stayed for the last bit after the credits, which were so long to the extent that the people going for the next movie was already entering the theatre! Lolz. And we were like afraid the cleaners will call a manager or something to chase us away. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Orchard after the show, but there was like almost nothing open even though its like 9.30pm? Guess everyone's home catching the World Cup? XD Took 63 home direct and reached home about 12+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sorting out all the stacks of papers and stuffs on my desk and OMG, so dusty can!? Just finished everything and really can't believe i took 3 HOURS!!? Oh and i realised, I basically threw the entire stack of GP stuff all into 1 file. -.-" Now i got a relatively cleaner and neater desk ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-114996514900987987?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/114996514900987987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=114996514900987987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/114996514900987987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/114996514900987987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/slither-more-paperwork.html' title='Slither. More PAPERwork.'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-114975837874555376</id><published>2006-06-08T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T17:19:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock it down!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEfA_1gCWVc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video is really funny! Love the voice! Thanks Si Rui for sending me e links!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-114975837874555376?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/114975837874555376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=114975837874555376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/114975837874555376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/114975837874555376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/knock-it-down.html' title='Knock it down!!'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12893358.post-114975680797184630</id><published>2006-06-08T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T16:53:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>Oh shit oh shit! This is bad! Woke up at 6.15am this morning for school, but den i remembered that school started only at 9. So i went back to sleep.. and woke up at 3 again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, i missed so much lessons!!!!!! @^#%@$%@%^#@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12893358-114975680797184630?l=landofveggies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/feeds/114975680797184630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12893358&amp;postID=114975680797184630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/114975680797184630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12893358/posts/default/114975680797184630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofveggies.blogspot.com/2006/06/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>A3306</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a114/sho0ting_starz/adventurer.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
