<?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-6120816887175826796</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:17:25.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DreamTalk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6286821732621069727</id><published>2009-06-17T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:04:53.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm talking about memories here, in line with my previous extremely selfish and non-informative post. This is shall be completely opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think a person would be like if people could not remember anything that happens more than a year ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It would take "starting afresh" to a whole new level. What if the whole world was like that? Suddenly diaries would become popular again and only writers/bloggers can really reflect on their past mistakes in depth because every new year, we would have to refresh ourselves from archives all over again. Some people can base their entire lives on a particular good or bad memory. So now forget it all, will you live differently? North Korea would forget who or what laid waste ye land if they were annihilated on New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Back to reality dude, what's your point?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My point is, I was just reviewing through all my 97 posts since I started blogging and was contemplating what to write for my 100th post. But I realised that I had 20 unpublished posts so I'm actually still 23 short from a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many unpublished posts do you have? How many skeletons do you want to leave in the closet? How many things have you got to say that will result in you landing in a lawsuit or a brawl? My percentage is 20.6, what's your's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Since hardly anyone reads my blog anymore, I shall predict 2 weeks before the first person tags my board after reading this. And it will be from a person whom I've tagged first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6286821732621069727?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6286821732621069727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6286821732621069727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6286821732621069727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6286821732621069727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-talking-about-memories-here-in-line.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3555793695855866085</id><published>2009-06-17T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:05:11.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here is a very overdue post. I've been wanting to talk about it, just didnt feel like I had the intellect in me to write. So the reason I'm am trying anyway is because I have 1 week MC and am into my 3rd day, already sick of watching 7 movies and finished gossip girl and HIMYM. More on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;I meet Wey Zi, Willie and Kat at Eunos for a 9pm dinner. Fuckin starving, forgot why we had to meet so late. Anyway, random question popped up: "Graham how are you celebrating your birthday?" -- I really didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;What went on that day we all knew, but we had no photographer that afternoon to photograph the whole incident. The public shall never know what went on in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to: Kat, Cat, Jo, Willie, Wey Zi. Thanks for making it sound possible before I found out how much work was involved, then helping me make it all happen. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;Party at Butter rocked. Once again no pictures so I have to write this sentence so I will remember how awesome it was. My blog is very much for my own poor memory. Sorry for the lack of elaboration. Feel free to ask me on MSN though, it'll make you want to party. Like how it made a number of my colleagues regret going to Zouk instead of Butter that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say about my birthday, the unmentioned parts can be found on facebook hence no need for remembralls. blog post to self complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3555793695855866085?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3555793695855866085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3555793695855866085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3555793695855866085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3555793695855866085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-here-is-very-overdue-post.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1823660982401844106</id><published>2009-04-01T00:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T02:27:19.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took my first fall from a bike on 26 March 2009 1935hrs. This stupid learning driver had come into my lane from the opposite direction while i was turning and my reflex squeezed the front brake while turning and it resulted in disaster. I came out with a torn armsleeve and a hole in my jeans from the fall. I was shaken by the fall but I gained a valuable lesson, that I have to retrain my reflexes for the bike, because i am so used to jamming the right handle for the rear brakes in a bicycle that I forgot, at that moment, that it was the front brakes for a motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed BTT and RTE on Monday. guys and girls, book your theory as soon as possible to avoid delays of getting your pdl! have to wait one more month for my biking pdl because of this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went for a mentoring course today and it kind of opened my mind to some concepts of leadership and how i want myself to be. took a 6-approaches mentoring model test and saw myself high in some areas and less high in others, findings that conform to my own understanding of myself. it is proof that i truly have to improve myself in those aspects while trying to maintain leverage on my strengths. "mentoring sets the example for the future generations to follow." so i'm thinking of changing my slackness a bit so that my understudy(s) will not become as seemingly slack as me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, it was interesting to be sitting at the same discussion table as my OC from BMT. it just shows how much can change in a year. Can you feel it? time is flying while we play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1823660982401844106?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1823660982401844106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1823660982401844106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1823660982401844106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1823660982401844106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-took-my-first-fall-from-bike-on-26.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8090083120619912087</id><published>2009-03-16T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:09:55.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've never seen this in anyone else before. it's intoxicating to find a way to crack such a puzzle of a person, because it feels almost as if i'm trying to crack myself! it feels as if an exhilarating sense of enlightment awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as such my desire to improve, or to just go out and experience new things, is fueled by this adrenaline. I wonder how long it will last though. on this note, i understand that whatever the outcome, this invigoration is something i've needed to kick start my outlook and propel this lazy bum off its ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to rule my life i go =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8090083120619912087?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8090083120619912087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8090083120619912087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8090083120619912087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8090083120619912087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-never-seen-this-in-anyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-207047982380622424</id><published>2009-01-16T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:54:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i just had an appointment at CGH and had the chance to meet 3 interesting people that managed to make a mark in my memory.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusing Character 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy's a quirky 50-odd-year-old rehabilitation doctor. dr lee had a very heavy slang and i had some trouble understanding him. but he had a lot of energy and enthusiasm uncommonly seen in old doctors. he would actually surf the net within his office just to show me diagrams of what he thought my condition to be and demonstrate how to do the therapy exercises there! it was good entertainment and it was fun to relate to him my lifestyle and giving him details of my injury :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from his observations he postulated that it could be spino&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zackosacko&lt;/span&gt; =S forgot the proper name of it heh. this condition is said to be found mostly in young and active people who don't know their limits and go on chionging without stretching properly.(sounds like my ocs days) he said there may be a slight disconnection in the spine that is usually not a worry, but my constant hyperextention of my back, probably from field pack carrying and climbing, worsened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm now scheduled for a CT scan to confirm his views as the x-ray results beared no fruit. i am told to lay off climbing  for the moment, and spend more time swimming and strengthening my core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heartwarming Charcter 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lady came up to speak to me while i was waiting outside the doctor's clinic after the x-ray results came back. she wanted to give him a new year card! 6 months ago, she had a stroke. other than her walking stick, this pleasant, smiling lady had no trace of having had it. she sat there to express her adulation for the doctor who she saw after 3 months into her hospital stay in an A class ward, complaining about the life of seeing but doctors and nurses everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dr lee merely saw her for a few sessions and thereafter referred her to the TCM section of CGH. 3 months on, i see the lady before me with but a slight limp when she walks. this same lady limped all the way from home just to deliver a card to this doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sincere Character 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my consultation i had to go the the orthopedics to get a waist band. he didnt have what i needed at first, and said he could order it for me at 30 dollars. i asked if it could be charged to the army but he said no. then he said he could make it for me for 20 dollars so i took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool that half the shop was actually a workshop with tools hanging everywhere! apparently he sculpted lots of those artificial limbs manually for patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within 10 min he cut up a band and velcro and sewed up a waist band for me. he talked about how his daughter was 33 and youngest son was 24 and we found out we lived near to each other. lol random talk. then another man, an old customer, came in and greeted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, he charged me 15 dollars for the band and took my number, saying he would enquire about customer satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were in their position, i wonder how much of my personal information i would share to a random stranger. it is common for people to fear how they are judged before another and i would think twice before i want to give bytes of info that may give an unintended impression. everything that is said and done seems so scripted to make things look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things like "i just won 20 bucks at mahjong!" may make people think i'm a mahjong junkie. "shiok ah 8 to 5 job in army" may make people think i'm a slacker. "i'm an officer" makes people have a generally good impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i ever be forthcoming to a complete stranger? maybe the hospital environment made everyone more caring in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to see the world more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-207047982380622424?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/207047982380622424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=207047982380622424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/207047982380622424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/207047982380622424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-had-appointment-at-cgh-and-had.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6284844877377065371</id><published>2008-12-31T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:58:58.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking about messages sent from heaven, i think i have ignored far too many messages. these messages comes in the form of injuries. first up, back strain. recover. then strain worse. soon as it becomes just a nagging pain and i can continue with my climbing and other sports, ankle sprains. so i've been unable to run for 1 month and counting. now, post-commissioning and more free time to train, i get a cough that strains my intercostal muscles round the pectorals area, so i can't do a pull up too! talk about ultimate boredom. is heaven telling me to stop chionging so much? i've been slacking! in any case i'm forced to stop alr so pls pls stop giving me those kind of suay injuries okay? :) i'll be very grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's a drag. i've been going out, playing games, staying over, catching up but then there's still this empty feeling. i know myself to be the optimistic kind. u've never seen me down, have you? i think my time with friends is too valuable to spend being down. so stop whining so much if u do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, the new year's coming but nothing's new. so many new years have come but nothing's changed. ok things do change but obviously i'm referring to something that hasn't changed. i'll just enjoy my wishful thinking and be a naive boy for this moment on blogger, wishing everyone a HAPPY NEW YEAR :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6284844877377065371?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6284844877377065371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6284844877377065371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6284844877377065371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6284844877377065371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/12/talking-about-messages-sent-from-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1877634897460860125</id><published>2008-10-01T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:31:54.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm disillusioned. a platoon mate of mine in ocs has been sentenced to 7 days in detention barracks for reasons i shall not disclose lest i go to db too for trivialising such a serious offence and incite a public outcry. but then again i know, most people who do not know him would not care about this unknown face and how his future is gonna be tainted by conviction. Some may even write him off as deserving such punishment, after all everyone knows that an officer, or rather an officer-to-be in his case, has to have utmost standards of integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thinking about it, anyone of us could have been caught in his situation and have our integrity questioned. so many have cheated in tests, few have done what he has while the rest have contemplated taking the easy(and illegal) way out on countless occasions. yet this man is suay enough to get caught and prosecuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the higher ups are trying to send  a message to us how serious they view it, thus their sentence can be understandable. but i just cant take it lying down that the're doing it to my friend. it's like cruel victimisation of someone who isn't blessed with the gift of the gab. the instructors shall be given a chance to talk to us about it tonight if they bother i hope. their view on this matter will determine whether my respect(however little) is misplaced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1877634897460860125?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1877634897460860125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1877634897460860125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1877634897460860125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1877634897460860125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-disillusioned.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1052866686971436949</id><published>2008-09-13T23:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:54:05.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been 2 weeks since my return from brunei and i've finally decided to blog about it so as not to lose even more lucidity of its memory. the jungle survival experience has made me look at many things we have that take for granted and appreciate the small things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pre-Jungle Confidence Course(JCC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm 15 for a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Caught in between 10 and 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          And I'm just dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Counting the ways to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          I'm 22 for a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          She feels better than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          And we're on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Making our way back from Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15 there's still time for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Time to buy and time to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15, there's never a wish better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          When you only got 100 years to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          I'm 33 for a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Still the man, but you see I'm a they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          A kid on the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          A family on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          I'm 45 for a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          The sea is high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          And I'm heading into a crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Chasing the years of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15 there's still time for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Time to buy, Time to lose yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Within a morning star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15 I'm all right with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15, there's never a wish better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          When you only got 100 years to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Half time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Suddenly you’re wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Another blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          67 is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          The sun is getting high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          We're moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          I'm 99 for a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Dying for just another moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          And I'm just dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Counting the ways to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15 there's still time for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          22 I feel her too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          33 you’re on your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Every day's a new day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          15 there's still time for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Time to buy and time to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;          When you only got 100 years to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 years was the last song i heard on my ipod before setting off. luckily i couldnt remember the lyrics or i'd surely be even more emo during those sleepless and cold nights. the significance of the last song is how it just replays in ur head over and over, i'm sure most of u can relate to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JCC for a Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun facts:&lt;br /&gt;2 days of rations for 9 days + 1 quail and 1 banana on the second last day&lt;br /&gt;no windbreaker to protect us from rain or cold&lt;br /&gt;2 extra sets of uniform and underwear, ONLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**to be continued**&lt;br /&gt;went climbing today and attended philip's and carista's birthday at night then went to pool woohoo! its book in 9am tmr so shall choose to rest alr. yawn.  bye bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1052866686971436949?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1052866686971436949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1052866686971436949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1052866686971436949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1052866686971436949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-2-weeks-since-my-return-from.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1467409967713678619</id><published>2008-07-31T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:00:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog is rotting zzz. just like me rotting at home for the past 4 days due to mc. and kellynsays i'm rotting for two years in army alr. so, add everything up and i think i'm like the decomposing maggot on the deadwood. haha. and my blog's the decomposing methane from the decomposing maggot. so that's actually pretty good since it's producing ENERGY. CH4(g) ---&gt; C(g) + 2 H2(g) is exothermic. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time in ocs hasn't been very productive for me having been thwarted by injuries. familiar situation since the climber days =( for this strong looking body i must say one injury is too many! this back strain has been troubling me for 3 months alr so i finally reported sick for it. just hope the medical review goes well and they just send me for physio... instead of *gulp* getting OutOfCourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gals are all starting uni alr and it all sounds pretty fun! well. matter of time matter of time. back to camp i go for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1467409967713678619?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1467409967713678619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1467409967713678619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1467409967713678619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1467409967713678619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-blog-is-rotting-zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-7488426212284921463</id><published>2008-06-21T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:51:11.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some test</title><content type='html'>today's a really great day although i'm booking in :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my TCM session rocked. the doc pulled and twisted and rubbed my body that mow my back feels better than it has ever felt! screw the western doctors and their useless painkillers and muscle 'relaxers' which didnt improve my condition for a month. now after one week and 2 treatments my morale is skyrocketing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked back home and started to play at the fitness corner hoho. felt so great to be back on the bars again without feeling a strain in my back. suddenly 3 siblings joined me at the monkey bars lol and they were so excited. 'kor kor i also can!' they were climbing every available thing from the side of the monkey bars to the pull up bar poles. like monkeys! like me! i was just sitting there encouraging them potential climbers. left those energetic boys and girls shortly after my workout. army has been damn slack with pt for me os quite happy i trained a bit straight after acupuncture lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw here's something i no lifed at home while trying to find ppl to go shopping for my social night outfit with me this afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grahamlim.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/8/81000.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNDAzMjMxNjQ1MyZwdD*xMjE*MDMyMzU*ODI4JnA9MTc5MDgxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;so ENFP is some 'the advocate' character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFPs are introspective, values-oriented, inspiring, social and extremely expressive. They actively send their thoughts and ideas out into the world as a way to bring attention to what they feel to be important, which often has to do with ethics and current events. ENFPs are natural advocates, attracting people to themselves and their cause with excellent people skills, warmth, energy and positivity. ENFPs are described as creative, resourceful, assertive, spontaneous, life-loving, charismatic, passionate and experimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to my multiple intelligences. wtf i'm equally intrapersonal and interpersonal to a large extent. i'd say that these kind of people think too much and care too much, i think. lol. and being 95% kinestatic is like WTH. probably explains why i keep sleeping in lectures. keep me moving and i'll learn more. action baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my social night attire is quite screwed.. only got my white pants from croodile and NOTHING else to match it well. aiming beetle bug shoes to go with it but well. i'll have to see what i can conjure up within 3 hours on wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7488426212284921463?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7488426212284921463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7488426212284921463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7488426212284921463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7488426212284921463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-test.html' title='some test'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4103163196761665445</id><published>2008-06-07T19:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:24:59.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm pretty new to this blogging all over again so i'll give myself time to work on my substance. this has been a pretty 'awakening' weekend so far for me. for once, msn proves to be more than just a social utility as i spent fruitful time on it speaking about meaningful things and feel some form of bearing. i'm revved up to complete scorpion king on a high note despite my nagging back injury that has been dampening my morale this past month. not bad huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANW, today's philip and kelly's big day!&lt;/span&gt; now esp after seeing the trials and tribulations of pre-marriage after watching sex and the city yesterday, i feel extra happy for them to finally tie the knot :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CONGRATS uncle philip and aunty kelly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the titles are mandatory i'm sorry. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so long of writing private entries to my journal i suddenly feel lost at information screening for general viewership. so i'll remain politically correct for now and write more of happenings and less on opinions. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and i shall let u live one more week without being suan-ed online, eleanor the pUNctual :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an update on my life so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. i'm in ocs chionging my life away&lt;br /&gt;2. i've not gained university admission&lt;br /&gt;3. but i have a good feeling about the future&lt;br /&gt;4. i'll be a corporal in 3 weeks. considering i took 2 years to be just an NPCC corporal, i think it's pretty good for 6 months ^^&lt;br /&gt;5. I am 19 now so hail senority, youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about i feel like writing for now. time to do my military homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-4103163196761665445?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/4103163196761665445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=4103163196761665445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4103163196761665445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4103163196761665445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-pretty-new-to-this-blogging-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8547191392933571879</id><published>2008-06-06T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:54:31.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall break this long spell of inactiveness with a random convo i had with shu hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[-gRaham-] says: hello hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[-gRaham-] says: how was sex and the city with the gals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry, let's make a scene says: HAHAHAH SEX WAS GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/SEn4MllHfGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9kDJm9oBy24/s1600-h/PIC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/SEn4MllHfGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9kDJm9oBy24/s200/PIC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208967339160599650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;woots. our dear shu hui is becoming hornier and hornier! x) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random post end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8547191392933571879?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8547191392933571879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8547191392933571879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8547191392933571879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8547191392933571879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-shall-break-this-long-spell-of.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/SEn4MllHfGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9kDJm9oBy24/s72-c/PIC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6585977888231934080</id><published>2008-03-07T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:26:55.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'frustrations' aint the right word since i think it sounds too gay. you fill in the blank, i feel i'm dying from all the pent up ______. remember to make sure it sounds chim hor i'm not an expressed simpleton like darren yuen x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't as if i didnt expect it, but who doesn't hope for miracles? after my teacher passed me my slip faced down, i folded it up and didnt want to see it for a good 5minutes at least. for there lay the result of my aloofness. i know i basically fucked myself up. on hindsight, mr varella may suck, but my results are still due to my own undoing. ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone who assumed i would get straight As for sure, i'm sorry i disappointed you. almost all my pre-tj friends juniors teachers and extras did... and it was a bittersweet feeling to have peers so confident in me though their results surpass mine, mostly by a large margin too. man, u suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much to say but only so little can be expressed in words because my articulation sucks among other academic abilities. haha. can be so fun to be zi bei (in self pity) once in a while. eat your heart out the rong jun of secondary school =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well finally, reality has smacked me hard in the face for an overdue 'wake up you bloody slacking fucker' call. although in the army that 2 severe words is disguised by the codename 'revelie', my 0530hrs will never feel the same again. the words 'wake up' has never carried so much weight until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all u distinction peeps, congratulations! =) and to those whose results suck like mine, it's not the end even though the thought of not going to a local university seems to shatter our educational dream of 12 years. with our spirits up and learning attitude tapered onto the right track, still can one la. compare it with a fucked up scholar with no EQ and u know what i mean. self consolation maybe, but what i said isn't entirely nonsense too. all you with shit results, you can do it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6585977888231934080?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6585977888231934080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6585977888231934080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6585977888231934080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6585977888231934080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustrations-aint-right-word-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-7086330651583205565</id><published>2008-02-09T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:18:16.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm a chao recruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the blink of an eye a third of bmt is done and over with. hopefully this post about my ns life won't be too incoherent from the development of traces brainlessness upon entry to you-know-what. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one month in bmt alr and i think i'm finally getting used to being under military law. but i tell ya, the first 2 weeks of confinement was really SHIT.  nothing is tortured as  much as the mind when freedom is reduced from full autonomy to the barest minimum. everything is suddenly governed by rules, that even sleeping at the wrong places is an offense. luckily i didnt have sergeants as lecturers in tj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue to talk about the other aspects of ns life when i get back 2 weeks from now. gotta prepare for book in alr. sadly gonna have to be confined over the next weekend for field camp. i had a pretty great chinese new year meeting up with everyone. hope you did too! Happy CNY! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7086330651583205565?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7086330651583205565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7086330651583205565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7086330651583205565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7086330651583205565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-chao-recruit-with-blink-of-eye-third.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8343253085803093859</id><published>2007-12-27T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:00:38.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok busy rehearsals and shopping for the inter jc pageant which is NEXT SATURDAY. becoming really tired from it all and  putting in a lot of hard work, so.. if you are my great friend who reads my blog, come down to support me and vote for me online! ;D the website may not be functioning properly yet but here it is anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.playnetearth.com/interjcpageant2008/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try not to laugh at my pic la.. and vote for me still even if u may think the other contestants look better! thank u thank u (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tickets are going at 20 per pax @ The Arena, 5th Jan 2008 and 2 free drink coupons so have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, lost my hp and wallet at bugis yesterday =(&lt;br /&gt;i went into the toilet to change into my new jeans and feeling happy lol like being really high even though we had just had a long day rehearsing. i was like "woohoo let's go!" when i got out and then after walking away for a minute i went "oh fuck, wait!". ran back to check and my hp and wallet was alr gone from the top of the toilet paper box where i had left them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so handicapped without a hp and wallet and concession, YES ESPECIALLY CONCESSION. there was this fucker bus driver today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where are u going"&lt;br /&gt;"Pasir Ris MRT"&lt;br /&gt;"$1.30"&lt;br /&gt;(i put in $1.00) "sry i only got this much."&lt;br /&gt;"30 cents more."&lt;br /&gt;"hey i'm actually a student but i just lost my ezlink card.. "&lt;br /&gt;(i scrambled and found 10 cents more to put in)&lt;br /&gt;"ah so? 20 cents more."&lt;br /&gt;"i've only got a ten note."&lt;br /&gt;"so go ask other ppl la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine hiro nakamura with a stiff upper lip and his nose in the air and TADAHH, u get a fucker fatass bus driver. no offense girls, i think that hiro nakamura is pretty cute in heroes too. its just that this bus driver had a different special ability: count. i gotta thank him for highlighting to me my outstanding amout because i have never gone to school and never learnt how to count the difference between $1.30 and $1.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me if i may seem petty for i know so too, picking on a poor fatass bus driver. well.. it's just one of those days i entitle myself to self centredness and a lack of empathy. i'm off to defend him from external threats soon so perhaps he'll be nicer when i'm bald =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8343253085803093859?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8343253085803093859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8343253085803093859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8343253085803093859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8343253085803093859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok-busy-rehearsals-and-shopping-for.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4876234097864425078</id><published>2007-12-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T00:56:21.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sports to not do when wearing boxers:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cycling&lt;br /&gt;2. Soccer&lt;br /&gt;3. Jogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first two, jewels were hurt before or could have been hurt real bad, learning from recent experiences. as for jogging, i'm sure u dont want it to bounce along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advice: do opt for support =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random post: end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-4876234097864425078?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/4876234097864425078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=4876234097864425078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4876234097864425078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4876234097864425078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/12/sports-to-not-do-when-wearing-boxers-1.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5626342198122208990</id><published>2007-12-07T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:12:06.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Adventures in Chiang Mai Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYiaLdVoI/AAAAAAAAASg/q2qyAUbXtYc/s1600-h/Chiang+Mai+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYiaLdVoI/AAAAAAAAASg/q2qyAUbXtYc/s320/Chiang+Mai+085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141589641507198594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crazy Horse Buttress, the name of the crag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperate conditions were sweet as there were no feeling of all the grime and sweat unlike in batu caves. Philip said it actually felt like climbing in europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first climbing day, the familiar feeling of uncertainty must have crept up behind everyone. my first time- i was asking kelly if a move was alright or what could be held. it took a few falls and grappling on Two Drops to finally realise that in natural rock climbing, anything is possible! now as a year 2 though, it was a different feeling of uncertainty, we had all become nua so we're just uncertain just HOW NUA we have become. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these are the routes i did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Into the Sun(6a) -&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DICY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Hot(6b) - nicely pumpy&lt;br /&gt;Diarrhoea(6b) - stalactites, overhang, slab.&lt;br /&gt;Reindeer Request(6a) - out of the box&lt;br /&gt;Bamboo Finders(6b) - boulder start, STEAM =D&lt;br /&gt;Backburners(6a+) - crimp crimp crimp =D&lt;br /&gt;Shining Path(6b) - juggy but taxing, 3 collinear-crosshanded crux. =D&lt;br /&gt;Mumipeiko(6b) - INSANE start.&lt;br /&gt;Surreality/Everlasting(6a) - cave route.&lt;br /&gt;Fire in The Minds(6a) - tricky sit in.&lt;br /&gt;Blood, Love, Steel(6c) - nice and technical =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky for us, they had recently bolted up a route IN A CAVE. sounds cool right? not knowing where it was, me and philip explored the cave through a small hole in the crag armed with torchlights. shortly after slithering down and negotiating a low ceiling, we entered a chamber with the only light coming from a hole at the top. it was beautiful to imagine how nature could have sculpted such a chamber that we could explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the route, there is complete silence unlike when outside and hearing other people talking and encouraging.  there would be that deafening silence, a ringing sensation, interrupted once in a while by the clattering of quickdraws or a clumsy step. i wish Singapore had such nice places! 'surreal' was the description of the experience by kelly. i'd agree with that, but it sounds too nice for the long and draggy route so i prefer to call it 'everlasting' just so it still sounds nice =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYkqLdVrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/--7AUMEan3k/s1600-h/Chiang+Mai+059_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYkqLdVrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/--7AUMEan3k/s320/Chiang+Mai+059_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141589680161904306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Hot(6b)&lt;br /&gt;the route is as fucked up as i look in this pic. had very hidden hand holds so had to be very persistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Philip: "what is the grade of the route you're doing."&lt;br /&gt;Son(thai name): "this is Crazy Hot, last time 6a, now 6b."&lt;br /&gt;Philip: "why?"&lt;br /&gt;Son(thai name): "stalactite drop."&lt;br /&gt;LOL. that cracked me up while i was on Into the Sun because of the thai guy's funny accent and the way he said it matter-of-factly. like stalactites dropped all the time! well at least in singapore it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYjKLdVpI/AAAAAAAAASo/tSKK0mPiP5c/s1600-h/Chiang+Mai+205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYjKLdVpI/AAAAAAAAASo/tSKK0mPiP5c/s320/Chiang+Mai+205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141589654392100498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natural climbing is really a personal journey where discoveries differ from people to people. i've gained a greater respect for falling and more able to understand the fear experienced by many other climbers, no longer that garang boy who will just chiong and not care about falling.  like kelvin writes about me, i feel it is overcoming that fear while being pumped at a crux and still remaining composed, then following on to finish the route, that really makes you high on satisfaction. =) but then i'd still love to fall 8m inverted without sustaining a scratch like michelle because i can imagine it's bloody fun! =p si ying belayed michelle for that fall and she actually wished they swopped places too! haha. cool and HIGH girl. jingwen called the move "mission impossible". lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were still so many crags we had not yet explored and we had to go alr. if possible, i definitely wanna go back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we all enjoyed this trip a lot because of the great company we all had- including Mr Tan and Ms Chang, Phil and Kel, YEAR 1s lol cool stuff and of course the year 2s who went (we know we're cool alr) ;)  kop kum-KARP! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1qYiaLdVoI/AAAAAAAAASg/q2qyAUbXtYc/s72-c/Chiang+Mai+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-433062786090146128</id><published>2007-12-05T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:15:53.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got the pics for chiang mai finally =) next post coming up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PROM KING signing off. =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5623619861871743818</id><published>2007-12-04T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:42:12.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Adventures in Chiang Mai Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Roommate: Kelvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bloody comedian. made up so many stupid jokes while we were confined to our four walls. he changed the thai greeting for "good morning" from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sawadee thon chal&lt;/span&gt; to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sawadee&lt;/span&gt; GONG chai" cos it was more fun to say LOL. also, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;(3rd diao) stands for "two" in thai and he cracked si ying up by randomly saying, " let me play you a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;songgg&lt;/span&gt;" lol. si ying was laughing like my mad cousin in primary school after we kept repeating the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;songgg&lt;/span&gt; to her XD  haha except for the time u fucking unlock the toilet door while i was using it $%#@, great time bunking up with u man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Eateries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few days we had to put up with long meals because many of the restaurants could not cope with the large size of our club and the diverisity of our orders. some of them had pool tables to occupy our time though so we couldn't really complain =D the worst however had to be this place called "FISH n CHIPS". we spent more than 2h there and their fish and chips had just fish the size of my fist which tasted like shit and fries which weren't any more outstanding than the fish. after the first few days we started to find larger restaurants and even split up so we could have faster meals. now there was this interesting cafe we went to on the 5th night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bar like atmosphere then we suddenly saw balloons being hung up to obscure what's printed on a piece of paper on the wall. it read: "Blow Job 150baht". bel asked the bargirl what it was and she started laughing like a hyena den followed to ask him "u want?" with a flirty tone LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd part will come out as soon as i get more pics of the crag and stuff =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3722231667936818316</id><published>2007-12-02T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:37:39.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Chaing Mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Adventures in Chiang Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Temperature: 10-20 degree celcius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Humidity: very low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Season: dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Roads: freakin dusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;People: very friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Language: fun to speak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Budget Flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seats were alright but the leg space was really cramped! tall people should be given bigger spaces..  hehe.  it was cool when the pilot flew down into the clouds only to pull back up! twice in fact. he was like giving us a roller coaster ride nearing the CM Airport lol. i think he did it due to poor visibility anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Guesthouse: CM Bluehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HP_ADM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1JmGKLdVhI/AAAAAAAAARo/VTfBIoXPmiw/s1600-R/art1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1JmGKLdVhI/AAAAAAAAARo/sdXZIHmdkuU/s200/art1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139282380780819986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1JmIaLdViI/AAAAAAAAARw/fY_3GDb-Sx0/s1600-R/art1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1JmIaLdViI/AAAAAAAAARw/bFBaREwUQLY/s200/art1e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139282419435525666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place was just like any other shophouse in a whole stretch of similar looking structures just that it had a blue exterior. upon entry however, it seemed nothing like the old or abandoned shops around it just look at those pictures. ok la the room may look simple but its more than is required for budget travelers like us. After all, the simply furnished room meant we had lots of floor space to dump our equipment and dirty clothes wherever we wanted =p i also think breakfast here beats any buffet breakfast u can get in a 5-star hotel. the garden ambience and laquered wooden tables gave me a very "nature boy" feel to sort of complete the "one with nature" state-of-mind experienced when on the natural rock. ZEN MAN. lol =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall write up to here for now.. more about chaing mai and the climbing experiences when i return! cya around guys =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3722231667936818316?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3722231667936818316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3722231667936818316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3722231667936818316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3722231667936818316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/12/adventures-in-chaing-mai.html' title='Adventures in Chaing Mai'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/R1JmGKLdVhI/AAAAAAAAARo/sdXZIHmdkuU/s72-c/art1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6153889644664965903</id><published>2007-11-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:14:51.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOHOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright that's a little faked excitement from me but yea u should get the point. i'm happy that A levels are finally over =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first hair colouring experience came out shocking! well i had visualised a brown head with blond streaks.. but it kinda turned out the other way around! maybe too much were highlighted lol. in any case, dont be surprised to see a golden monkey swinging from tile to tile in the climbing area or someplace whatever. wanna upload pics but justinee is damn slowww =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to rethink what i had intended to wear for prom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, my time left in singapore is so freaking short that i really dont know what to do but spend money on leisure stuff so my bank account is depleting faster than its replenishing woosh. anyone with cheap or preferably free alternatives for fun do tell me please =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost time to leave for chaing mai alr and i havent been preparing myself well enough physically.. hope for fun routes there that can give higher satisfaction with lower difficulty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAR. its still an angsty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten rusty with all this blogging and organisation of thoughts stuff so pardon me if it's messy. GOOD LUCK to the BIO and LIT peps! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6153889644664965903?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6153889644664965903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6153889644664965903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6153889644664965903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6153889644664965903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/11/woooohooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4192079916584518405</id><published>2007-11-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:04:31.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrgh i've been feeling angsty lately! and if you've known me well enough, you should know it probably isn't because of stress from A levels :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long graham, i never thought you'd ever feel this way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6671126377920641853</id><published>2007-10-24T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:22:34.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to go home after feeling stoned at the lib so here i am wasting my otherwise usual study time here blogging. it could've been the red bull i had in the morning, no more using it to try to keep myself awake in lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw had a thrill ride on uraina's car to simpang after school! i can't find anywhere to start to compliment how excellent her driving was, seriously xD thanks for the lift uraina! it was so exciting when she moved to the outer lane to overtake someone she claimed to be a slow driver, only to swerve all the way back to the inner lane to drop us off at tanah merah! and it all happened within the distance between the side of the bus stop to the taxi stand! let ur imagination run wild ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rx9UsmhgbLI/AAAAAAAAARY/dy6dIccit4U/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rx9UsmhgbLI/AAAAAAAAARY/dy6dIccit4U/s200/DSC00569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124908026202975410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rx9UPGhgbII/AAAAAAAAARA/t7xCqc0eetM/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6671126377920641853?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6671126377920641853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6671126377920641853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6671126377920641853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6671126377920641853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/10/decided-to-go-home-after-feeling-stoned.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rx9UsmhgbLI/AAAAAAAAARY/dy6dIccit4U/s72-c/DSC00569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4310289700494360827</id><published>2007-10-05T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T01:43:13.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well here i am having lost my conviction to my initial plan of not using the comp on weekdays. i really lack discipline too much that i've really got to learn to force myself or i'm gonna screw up my A levels and consequently, my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i kinda devised a plan for myself to overcome my weakness: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;study at home with tv and computer in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game plan is to build up my resistance to those two items to counter the effects of me getting glued to them everytime i get home. incidently, 4 Oct '07 marked the first day in quite a long time that i've studied at home for more than an hour at a table. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more to it though, included in my plan are also limited forms of relaxation. i'd probably be able to find some fun experimenting ways to cook some crap for my lunch with all the groceries i just bought :D that's 1h off alr. and anytime i'm just too bored and restless there lies my dusty dumbbell just waiting to be used again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this plan is actually something i'm really looking forward to, but i dont know how long i can last being a complete no-lifer :( well for the sake of my As.. it's a sacrifice i must make.. try my best to at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discipline&lt;br /&gt;discipline&lt;br /&gt;discipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. forgot to mention, i'm here tonight anw cos at 1am, i hadn't finished my AQ and summary yet, so decided not to go to school tmr to finish it up to just check the answer scheme thereafter. enjoy your time in school! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-4310289700494360827?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/4310289700494360827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=4310289700494360827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4310289700494360827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4310289700494360827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-here-i-am-having-lost-my.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-625561242276173099</id><published>2007-09-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:47:33.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cannot slack anymore! (that'll happen i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at usual 5.30 today just to decide to tell my dad "no need to wake me up, my lessons start late today". referring to the useless maths and GP lectures and 2 free periods after that. wanted to go to school at 11.40 ACTUALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when i got stuck on balls of fury after i woke up at 10 =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up watching anime on tv-links.co.uk till afternoon when i finally managed to pry myself away from the comp to meet foo at macs to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME i've properly devoted an entire day to econs! so proud of myself. well.. but i got damn distracted at the set on 'foreign exchange'. they had to use the UK pound as an example for like 3/4 of the notes that i kept thinking about backpacking in europe half of the time. nevertheless i'm glad i read through all of macroeconomics today woohoo! painstaking task of writing notes tmr though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool to have so many ex-hsc studying at the same place today though :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see: ex-4e1 '05~moi, imran, henry, kenneth and even jia yan! (wey should've been there if he nv pangseh) stupid ex-1e1 '02 guy~shaik hafiz. ex-3e '05 peps~young sing, xin yun, hew wai.&lt;br /&gt;i think i sound gay. like the more sentimental i proclaim myself to be the more gay i seem to myself lol. but then i think again.. ah fuck it. it's better to live in the moment and when the moment calls for us to revisit old times during rare encounters with old pals, that's when i'll remind myself i'm a sentimental chap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about sentiment, the moon today sure seemed strange. it didn't bring back any flavour of my childhood playtime with lanterns and candles and all. like wth it's the the moon is not big and orange?? damn disappointing! at best it was bright and round but small. bummer &gt;.&lt; i think of the lovers taking a walk in the park expecting the moon to add a romantic atmosphere, only to have it make night less dark to do *er-hem* =x haha.   anw, not going to school today actually made me feel better, somewhat less emo contrary to how my last 2 posts had reflected my mood. there seems to be some happiness derived from seclusion. ok seclusion isnt really the right word since i met friends today, maybe what i meant was just.. hmmm.. u make ur own conclusions :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-625561242276173099?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/625561242276173099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=625561242276173099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/625561242276173099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/625561242276173099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cannot-slack-anymore-thatll-happen-i.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6214776433196050651</id><published>2007-09-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:48:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you think it's like to stare at blogger's screen for hours but not write anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAR. just wanna shout it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint a fan of blabbermouths spelling out how pathetic their lives are or try to victimise themselves through their writings. only so much can be said as a mark of maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish.. nth. this is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you out there feeling down, just rmb about karma. in one way or another, there should be goodness for everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogotherapy 2: end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6214776433196050651?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6214776433196050651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6214776433196050651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6214776433196050651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6214776433196050651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-do-you-think-its-like-to-stare-at.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6006397568684347656</id><published>2007-09-23T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:32:01.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow my steps home felt exceptionally heavy tonight.. not just for the fact that i just had 3 soccer sessions within two days and my legs were sore and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while taking a break from playing soccer at simei today, i noticed two young boys, probably around 4 and7 years old, shooting hoops in the adjacent court. they were using full-sized basketballs and so the younger had trouble just throwing the ball up to  the height of the hoop. That's when the older one told him to use his soccer ball which would be easier. taking his advice, the younger boy did just that and scored on the first try. only his first try made it though but they were damn high after he scored. cute kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that simple act got me thinking about life, and what we may want to achieve. do we take the easier path to get that sense of achievement, or take the harder road to excellence? it led me to ponder over how i may have chosen the easier path on many occasions in life, be it studies, health, or even relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea how to elaborate further without fucking other ppl up and sound like i'm a person who blames and whines. no, i'm not jose mourinho. but well, sometimes i do wish the world would just shut the fuck up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me this favour, will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6006397568684347656?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6006397568684347656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6006397568684347656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6006397568684347656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6006397568684347656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/09/somehow-my-steps-home-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1485729313577675960</id><published>2007-09-16T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:01:41.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is how i've been preparing for prelims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stayed out till 3am on friday then went for soccer at 9 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ended up playing till like 2 even though the last of the jc2s in the group left at about 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer in the rain kinda got to me. popped two panadols and hoping to be well by tmr so i can chiong statistics in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all :)&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6458861660022056824</id><published>2007-09-07T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:57:17.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xjn9FgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h3zJrFNZ4TM/s1600-h/DSCN0511low.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xjn9FgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h3zJrFNZ4TM/s320/DSCN0511low.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107495145674970626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day '07 gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xjn9FhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XaaYIeVjcrI/s1600-h/47b7d631b3127cce98548818551c00000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xjn9FhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XaaYIeVjcrI/s320/47b7d631b3127cce98548818551c00000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107495145674970642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool guys eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xzn9FiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YRi2xfETQuk/s1600-h/Eleanor%2Band%2BGraham.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xzn9FiI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YRi2xfETQuk/s320/Eleanor%2Band%2BGraham.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107495149969937954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO- elmo claims she wins! courtesy of Kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3yTn9FkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aX6mw_DERUY/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3yTn9FkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aX6mw_DERUY/s320/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107495158559872578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5UDn9FlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wSqjVw174z0/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5UDn9FlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wSqjVw174z0/s320/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107496837892085330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's the guai lan kia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5UTn9FmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/iFKoft2AZ7A/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5UTn9FmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/iFKoft2AZ7A/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107496842187052642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5Ujn9FnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A2GDhFGKcZ8/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5Ujn9FnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A2GDhFGKcZ8/s320/DSC00401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107496846482019954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not him either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5VDn9FoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Axld1l_0hcQ/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5VDn9FoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Axld1l_0hcQ/s320/DSC00329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107496855071954562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither could it be this handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5VDn9FpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/jgfMqeo_DXw/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF5VDn9FpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/jgfMqeo_DXw/s320/DSC00367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107496855071954578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8Kjn9FtI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JNTHgH7wxZM/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8Kjn9FtI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JNTHgH7wxZM/s320/DSC00374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107499973218211538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twenty-o-six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8Kzn9FuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z3b4llgJnmo/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8Kzn9FuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z3b4llgJnmo/s320/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107499977513178850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u make ur own conclusions. i'm stumped at his expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8Kzn9FvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/pu6fl6X_E0M/s1600-h/DSC00390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8Kzn9FvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/pu6fl6X_E0M/s320/DSC00390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107499977513178866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cash deposit machine that has no atm to go with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8LTn9FwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ynVCEBWN5BM/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF8LTn9FwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ynVCEBWN5BM/s320/DSC00430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107499986103113474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shu hui i think my tail is longer than your's :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this revives my blog a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, GOOD LUCK to everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6458861660022056824?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6458861660022056824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6458861660022056824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6458861660022056824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6458861660022056824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-im-inoriginal-but-for-heck-of-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RuF3xjn9FgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h3zJrFNZ4TM/s72-c/DSCN0511low.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5153122975484920629</id><published>2007-08-10T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T03:30:03.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the holiday season and i'm gonna be broke again. money just keep on seeming to be flowing out of my wallet for many reasons and the bulk of it is for F&amp;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's come to the point that i'm seeing less and less worth for good food which but provides a momentary pleasure when all that is needed is actually proteins, carbohydrates and some fat maybe. money in hand should be invested in assets such as a PSP or other more measurable items. the price of food is just determined by the 'fame' of the dish or of the chef. i wish there were more budget food stalls like the hawker centre opposite tj xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, the sakae i had with my mom today was just too mouth watering to pass up if i had the chance to eat it again. thankfully i had $40 in vouchers from my birthday so my mom only topped up 7 to complete that sumptous meal. although i passed up a more budget hooters with the gang, the eel and the crab and the tofu etc and the company of my mom made it more refreshing to spend a public holiday =) well, although i may disagree most times immediately, mom, ur advice does make sense sometimes upon reflection. but then again, somethings i've gotta learn the hard way. didn't you think that way before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, two closet alcoholic friends have suddenly surfaced their desires and become enthu about drinking. i don't need to mention names u know who u are. haha. the shit part is singapore has to have bloody high tax on alcohol. i think a significant amount of my losses this month has gone to alcohol zzz. beer belly wan sui! darn it. more sit ups on mondays i shall do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today is the LAST day i'm drinking! (this month at least) in future, i shall just be the chaperone =) think i've drunk more these 3 months than the first 18 years of my life! of course, i shall stop completely once i start training for the climbing comps again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo here's the lowdown on my national day. it was a pretty satisfying time because of the great company i had amidst the fact that i was engulfed in guilt for previously mentioned reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtUyl166AI/AAAAAAAAANY/fwgq3U6Ck6I/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtUyl166AI/AAAAAAAAANY/fwgq3U6Ck6I/s320/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096760631428311042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only pic i could catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtUy1166BI/AAAAAAAAANg/N34VGVPM0T8/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtUy1166BI/AAAAAAAAANg/N34VGVPM0T8/s320/DSC00317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096760635723278354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at those cute children playing with the cute little fishies at fullerton x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one would expect this of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtZJ1166CI/AAAAAAAAANo/uc5oTPx8VR8/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtZJ1166CI/AAAAAAAAANo/uc5oTPx8VR8/s320/DSC00234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096765428906780706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr act-innocent-but-cant-get-any-worse-actually (name withheld to protect identity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtZJ1166DI/AAAAAAAAANw/yRxbh2mzUUI/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtZJ1166DI/AAAAAAAAANw/yRxbh2mzUUI/s320/DSC00321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096765428906780722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr not-that-alcoholic clifton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm psyching up for hardcore studying tmr morning to slack the entire time after to enjoy the farewell party of TJCCC 06/07. just typing that made me revisit many fond memories. good or bad, they had a part in shaping the batch of climbers 06/07 as i know of it today. tears actually welled up in my eyes just from the nostalgia of it all. but thinking into more detail about the experiences, there's actually nothing left for tears, and i'm stupidly smiling at my computer screen now at 2am in the morning =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long live the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rrtcx1166EI/AAAAAAAAAN4/okhRegtpYq0/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rrtcx1166EI/AAAAAAAAAN4/okhRegtpYq0/s320/DSC01670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096769414636431426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't be sad that it's over, be glad that it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5153122975484920629?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5153122975484920629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5153122975484920629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5153122975484920629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5153122975484920629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-holiday-season-and-im-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrtUyl166AI/AAAAAAAAANY/fwgq3U6Ck6I/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3889039429012833780</id><published>2007-08-05T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:00:05.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time seems to pass execptionally fast when you're racing to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the assumption of graham being in the school library until 8.30pm everyday the past week and in downtown macs till late the weeks before, here are what i've been up to in the 'gaps' of free time i chose to give myself the past 3 weeks that i've afk-ed. i shall save on some captions, u make ur own conclusions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8ql1654I/AAAAAAAAAMY/F1pP-mDgucg/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8ql1654I/AAAAAAAAAMY/F1pP-mDgucg/s320/DSC00756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904518361671554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty cool to earn 10 dollars in credits per hour doing something we always did in school. so yea one entire day was spent helping out to set up the bouldering walls of the new climbasia gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8qV1653I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/96y7lL3esnI/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8qV1653I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/96y7lL3esnI/s320/s320x240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904514066704242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8ql1655I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ohhusw9oeMQ/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8ql1655I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ohhusw9oeMQ/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904518361671570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a complex numbers lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8qV1652I/AAAAAAAAAMI/NOaCqL_cBdw/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8qV1652I/AAAAAAAAAMI/NOaCqL_cBdw/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904514066704226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was before drinking. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8p11651I/AAAAAAAAAMA/TvJGIUIK5Z4/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8p11651I/AAAAAAAAAMA/TvJGIUIK5Z4/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904505476769618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat's birthday after-party: brewerks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZQ11656I/AAAAAAAAAMo/sxiFzqd2ZBM/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZQ11656I/AAAAAAAAAMo/sxiFzqd2ZBM/s320/DSC00273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095217436793956258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRF1657I/AAAAAAAAAMw/AFgNdq_90k8/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRF1657I/AAAAAAAAAMw/AFgNdq_90k8/s320/DSC00282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095217441088923570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expenditure: $129.90 @ vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRV1658I/AAAAAAAAAM4/sstCmHWH9II/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRV1658I/AAAAAAAAAM4/sstCmHWH9II/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095217445383890882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRV1659I/AAAAAAAAANA/HJbLARZ0P7s/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRV1659I/AAAAAAAAANA/HJbLARZ0P7s/s320/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095217445383890898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRl165-I/AAAAAAAAANI/maFdqc2xp9g/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXZRl165-I/AAAAAAAAANI/maFdqc2xp9g/s320/DSC00299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095217449678858210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cool blister-'sun'dial. those thinking of playing barefoot soccer in the D-area at 2, be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days after was napfa but glad the blister was less raw so it didn't affect me much. managed to do considerably well so i'm content :) to some of my classmates who didn't make it, all the best for the retest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well did more mugging after napfa.. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXctF165_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/eRZkKZzX53w/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrXctF165_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/eRZkKZzX53w/s320/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095221220660144114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was coerced to go to clarke quay in my tired and under-dressed state! si wey zi u better not call me a pang seh-er again hor. haha. screw man.. imagine someone walking around in his climbing club tee and pe shorts carrying a file of notes and a bulging bag. in addition, it was a FRIDAY night! the babes were all dressed to club and i was dressed for a club training. but i gotta give it to some ang mohs who are probably living in that area who allow themselves to get away with pot bellies, singlets and shorts. (long socks too! haha) should've taken a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's frustrating, though, to move at a snail's pace during these intense weeks. the mountain is seeming increasingly insurmountable.. fun doesn't come without guilt and so i'm as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing a post about a whole list of regrets would've been a more accurate portrayal of what i'm feeling now but i concluded that would've just been immature. since i can't change what i didn't do, all i'm doing now is trying to make it better. but just so much of my life has seemed to be sacrificed in my quest to improve my studies, leaving me to wonder if some should really have been deemed 'sacrifices' in the first place. its a question of misplaced priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of beating around the bush. managed to take a while to go roller blading today. i'm appealing to ppl who enjoy roller blading too! wanna stop being the cool loner blader in the park that everyone's dying to catch. haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck, fellow muggers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3889039429012833780?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3889039429012833780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3889039429012833780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3889039429012833780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3889039429012833780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-seems-to-pass-execptionally-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RrS8ql1654I/AAAAAAAAAMY/F1pP-mDgucg/s72-c/DSC00756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-7460528580257975397</id><published>2007-07-14T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T03:53:37.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reality: check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with the onset of reality, there goes my short spree of 99% positiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to see the silver lining when even ppl who have consistently performed way better than you are getting depressed. can i overcome all odds, and attain all 'C's for prelims? it remains to be seen, however, i guess it is time i took some pride and responsibility in my results instead of foolishly thinking i'll get phenomenal results with my slipshod attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the obstacles that lay before me are even more now that i am trying to work hard. the battle is both internal and external and the only platform i'm winning on, is the deluded grey area in between that fuels my optimism. i don't see it diminishing anytime soon, but its likely that as the two battles get more intense, this 'in between' space will inadvertedly get compressed. my acknowledgement is thus, i must reach breaking point soon. or it'd mean i'm still slacking my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is interesting though, to observe how my friends or 'friends' are coping with their successes and failures. this high-stress period is the time inherent character flaws start showing up. some need people like me around who do worse than them to boost their morale in face of their mediocrity. i take comfort in the fact i don't live the same narrow lives as them. i'm thankful, though, of being in a nice class, which means my contact with the above-mentioned is minimal, though not scarce as i'd wish it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~supposed to end the post alr but i went friendster serfing first instead lol~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a little too carried away reading past testimonials in friendster from the back that i went over recent. it was really interesting to see what some of my friends wrote for me back then, esp with those of whom i'm still in close contact with. some of the guys and gals were still using twits then even! hahaha and imagining them talking in twits now.. hilarious. but then, there are some memories best left forgotten that still lingers in those archives.. oh well, the sudden shortlived heart ache was refreshing. lol it had been a while. who knows when i'd ever bother with the play that feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, although this post may sound a little bleak, my optimism levels are actually still quite on the high. mrs chang mentioned to me the sometimes over optimism can be bad and may just be another face of unrealism, but aiya, how perfect can life be? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current outlook: optimistic still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7460528580257975397?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7460528580257975397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7460528580257975397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7460528580257975397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7460528580257975397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/07/reality-check.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5624573278155261674</id><published>2007-07-07T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T02:50:51.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>**censored reason for such a post**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro55t4cjwaI/AAAAAAAAALI/kbr8-Jg6xVo/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro55t4cjwaI/AAAAAAAAALI/kbr8-Jg6xVo/s200/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084134858501112226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)**censored point**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro55uIcjwbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fd6tnZHtV6Y/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro55uIcjwbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fd6tnZHtV6Y/s200/DSC00172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084134862796079538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) **censored point**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**censored paragraph**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro51iIcjwVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n6UKvqC7kAc/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro51iIcjwVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n6UKvqC7kAc/s320/DSC00160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084130258591138130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**censored caption**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the bloody ian actually admitted to shitting during that time which probably explained the whiff of foul air that flew up my nose :S incidently yan tou who was next to his cubicle smelt nth while me being 3 cubicles away did. maybe there were more ppl hiding like us o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro51iocjwYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/osIWSixfauk/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro51iocjwYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/osIWSixfauk/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084130267181072770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here he is sticking out his tongue perhaps acting cute so we will think the smell of his shit was cute. haha. jkjk =p i was doing ice cream tongue thing with him and nicholas today too lol. that's because we're in tj and hence we're bored asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro51i4cjwZI/AAAAAAAAALA/FwQVl76ZmJA/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro51i4cjwZI/AAAAAAAAALA/FwQVl76ZmJA/s320/DSC00177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084130271476040082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's thu our treasurer and chin liang a.k.a. bobby, another poor soul living under the tyranny of our ruthless and merciless treasurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extorting class funds without batting an eyelid, she is always feared when she proceeds to the back row of us helpless guys. today, however, the chem h2 students witnessed an interesting sight during our practical lesson. thu was actually passing 20 odd dollars to bobby! it was a joyful moment caught on camera by the quick journalistic thinking of ian and graham. seeing the happiness on thu's face when passing the money, we see a different side of her full of charity and compassion, the true spirit of a leo. we finally accept that thu is on the side of good, only oppressed by the money grubbing authorities, so, she has been having to play the devil or face the wrath from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know u fight a hard battle but take comfort in the knowledge that good always prevails over evil. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may the force be with you&lt;/span&gt;  xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5624573278155261674?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5624573278155261674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5624573278155261674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5624573278155261674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5624573278155261674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/07/reasons-for-avoidance-so-i-hid-in.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro55t4cjwaI/AAAAAAAAALI/kbr8-Jg6xVo/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4313428971986316764</id><published>2007-07-05T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:59:31.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly seem to have so much to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many changes are taking place within this period but its anything but too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a feeling is something i've missed for such a long time, one that keeps me perked for the challenges that appear before me. i do enjoy such a positive outlook =) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;results ARE important for your future, don't get me wrong, but doing badly is not the end of the world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; u may say i'm consoling myself for such poor results but i've long been over the need for that. i mean how much can another person say since results are of personal accomplishment and hard work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now's the period everyone is being so fixated on their results.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, it's your personality that will carry you through. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what will your boss think if he or she knew you are such a complainer, comparer or even whiner??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for school earlier than ever today and reached hai sing's bus stop at around 3 plus only to run into a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sea of turqoise&lt;/span&gt;. esp since i've just been feeling nostalgic from my dinner with the guys at simpang the other day, it was overwhelming walking through a bus stop of over 50 hai sians!&lt;br /&gt;then somehow, just greeting old friends and juniors there somehow put an extra bounce in my step. guess there's no hiding it then, i do miss hai sing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro0CYIcjwUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J_Cp50wIWx8/s1600-h/quan+jia+fu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro0CYIcjwUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J_Cp50wIWx8/s320/quan+jia+fu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083722167978541378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4e1 '05 - the characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just the funky friends there i reminisced about at first. but thereafter on my way to downtown east, i ran into my junior, CI eugene sir! lol. he told me he was gonna take up the role of camp coordinator for this year's Area 8 Annual Training Camp(ATC) at ubin. yes that pretty much got me on reminiscing on the np life i had too and the CI post i had chosen to forsake. choosing not to be a CI probably wasn't the best decision i have ever made, giving up an enhancing experience just like that was supposed to have been done if one had something else in store. but now's not the time for regrets, cos i don't wanna break the positive outlook i'm subconsciously programming myself to feel right now =) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;be it a good thing or a bad thing, i like to see the good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-4313428971986316764?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Ro0CYIcjwUI/AAAAAAAAAKY/J_Cp50wIWx8/s72-c/quan+jia+fu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6704119277346681586</id><published>2007-07-04T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:03:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>double whammy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i ain't those kind who say their results suck but still pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results for my class has a high than average mean but a large variance too lol. can calculate by normal distribution! thanks to the super scholars and ultra slackers x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this classmate who got 82/90 for maths that's like an A* in primary school. we were discussing about it and realised that unless he got 10/10 for class participation marks, it would pull his overall mark down! haha. that's just a sick thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress management course was pretty useful for me today. particularly since i slept through the thing so i relaxed a fair bit =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6704119277346681586?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6704119277346681586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6704119277346681586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6704119277346681586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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just sitting and laughing lol. i watched for 1 min and got bored, not hardcore enough i guess =p hahaha. there was one point &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;dolce (brown)&lt;/span&gt; was like humping joshi (white) and everyone was like high and laughing then the dogs suddenly stopped and just looked at them acting innocent. guess they aren't embarrassed during foreplay but coy when it comes down to business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RokEkIcjwSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/i7F7kMbdPOU/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RokEkIcjwSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/i7F7kMbdPOU/s320/DSC00130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082598673253384482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after beach soccer and vball my toenails kinda had a free pedicure session cos it became like really smooth and matt. cool! wish i could play it more often =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to everyone who contributed to the great food we had that day too! yum yum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after that audrey chai wei cheng was like kp-ing me that i jihong him/her -_- DON'T BE SO BHB PLEASE. girls must be more demure and don't kp so much alright ms chai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was soccer with the hai sing guys. i couldn't help but feel super tired after 3 straight days of playing soccer but when the adrenaline was pumping during our 4-game winning streak against a few group of mats i hardly felt the fatigue and played through them all. we actually thought we would lose at first cos they were mats after all. ok but so we found out as with all mats who smoked their skills are there but their stamina isn't. so it was like a close fought 15-min-2-goal match. so the team with shang yong, wey zi, willie, gabriel, ee hern and me managing to fend off 3 teams of fresh legs was a pretty good accomplishment and a good soccer day =) then when wey zi and clifton who came late were playing basketball with some neighbourhood kids and shang and the rest were training their left legged kicks i actually took a nap on the bench. lol. hope i kick the habit of taking power naps once school reopens.. gotta keep up with all the revision i can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a levels ain't that far away anymore. think i'll be starting my tuition for maths and/or chem soon.. will have to see how it goes within these two weeks. the money that will have to be spent on it will be damn sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw today was a really great day watching transformers with clif and zi and thereafter havin kat and willie join us for dinner. reminiscing over dinner just made me miss the old times and i was struck by a wave of nostalgia on my way home on the bus. it set me thinking.. (to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. megan fox really is hot!&lt;br /&gt;i agree with u chicken and climbers! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rokcm4cjwTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FlfMYQccb0w/s1600-h/tn2_megan_fox_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rokcm4cjwTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FlfMYQccb0w/s320/tn2_megan_fox_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082625108777091378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i don't get cruxified for putting such a suggestive photo on my blog, i got it off google images! i'm just shortening the process for the guys out there who thinks her role in transformers was hot too! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out too that her birthday is 16th may 1986.. that's like 2 days after mine, a fellow taurean. out with those horns RAR :p&lt;br /&gt;shang yong u lucky bastard to share your birthday with this babe. haha. hope you're doing well with your three fions/fionas hot boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7776530424076760253?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7776530424076760253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7776530424076760253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7776530424076760253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7776530424076760253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday-heres-pic-of-guys-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RokEkIcjwSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/i7F7kMbdPOU/s72-c/DSC00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4857342894790532185</id><published>2007-06-30T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T01:55:41.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JCTs ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflection: must study harder and longer =( too slack alr! was actually intending to take part in rockamania.. but think that itself would be a distraction like not focused on studies.. arrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay but after JCT fun has been GREAT so far =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATTLEFIELD with climbers after CHEM WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;i shot junyu's plane down with my plane! highlight sia. haha..&lt;br /&gt;played 3h, ate at mac, went back to play another 2h!&lt;br /&gt;then i played nereubian weaver and had 15kills and 2 deaths! BEYOND GODLIKE woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to cab home after that la sian.. slept like 3am. next day had to wake up at 7 for dental appt zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER at 10am but we only started playing like at 11 wtf lol tj ppl always seem to be late. organiser david still say 'DON'T BE LATE'. first time i'm like super punctual and everyone else is late lol. think i strained my back tustling for the ball with shaik ouch.. lower back pain now! but it was damn happening sia like 16 ppl so we played some informal round robin with four teams it was 'shiokadoo'-quote kelvin =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RoVD94cjwPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bCrY-ZJ5DyM/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RoVD94cjwPI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bCrY-ZJ5DyM/s320/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081542484960723186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even climbed trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok a stupid thing happened i rushed like siao leaving soccer at like 2 to supposedly meet the guys for transformers at 2.55. when i reached city hall at like 3 i was wondering y they didn't call me. turns out it was postponed! so i went all the way back to meet up with the gamblers at eleanor's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong with the gambling gods of Angligan High! wah damn sick.. refer to kelvin's blog for the imba totems these queens used to harness all their luck like wtf.. once it appeared they were like winning 3tai and above shit while the first wind we were like stuck at 2tai and below.. pissed! i lost 20 while kelvin lost 15. eleanor won 27 while eelin 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and here's a pic of what appears to be hanging above the bed of the champion's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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the beach is just dumb. although momentary comfort can serve well to keep one going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trouble with drinking with buddies is everyone is fixated at drowning his or her sorrows, and regardless of how much sorrow has drowned, everyone is expected to be happy or high by the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past years' sorrows are stale in the current year and the onslaught of new faces couldn't care less for what you're going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drafts of rantings can only contain frustration for a day hence i'm writing this. you ask y can't i be direct and just say what exactly is wrong. but as much as i'd like everyone to understand me someone too important is at the receiving end of my frustrations.. someone ppl tell me to respect and who tell me to cherish cos "she's a good mom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surprised i could make such a timely transition here onwards to prevent my mood from sliding =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like okay ranting about wei cheng and his slandering me on his blog can be said la! nbcb.. still send mass sms.. eh grow up la EIGHTEEN years of age alr if u don't ji hong even the least den u say me i won't care. only rj can say me lidat x) u wanna call me king thanks! haha means u think i pro but i bu gan dang bu gan dang got ppl who really are pros and who wanna be kings. just see wei cheng's big wide eyes when he suans me "SURE PRO" they look damn envious sia! k la u aren't really a pro but u got the desire! sure can make it one! see "your friendster account damn happening sia" -quote haroz. u are alr on the way laa i can give my undeserving crown to the true KING soon! =D it's been too heavy to bear on my shoulders ah.. among other things to carry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh yea climbasia on tuesday with the pull up king and pull up god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into the proshop and philip was being cheeky asking me not to climb while he let the vj gals go. he said"cos they should be straight 'As' students can afford to ma!" haha.. then they shyly say "no la~" to philip the flirt :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey philip how much is it ah?"&lt;br /&gt;"8 dollars on holidays for students. to discourage jc climbers from climbing."&lt;br /&gt;if limzy were there early i know he'd go "ROFLMAO ah wah the 8 bucks damn 8 bucks sia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't talk to him much cos he was rushing to the new site for preps. he mentioned two big holes in the building where the new climbasia would be. damn looking forward to it =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rnq9U-64MjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RMGSNN1L0Ig/s1600-h/front%2520%28Custom%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rnq9VO64MlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LjlR4DaKe44/s320/grd%2520floor_CSC%2520color%2520%28Custom%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078579702293606994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anw had a bad climbing day with my old forearm weakness coming to bug me =(( it came worse than ever because i just continued pushing it with no philip telling me to stop. it came to a point that i couldn't even hang on the fingerboard's crimped edges and could only do 3 pull ups on the jugs before my forearms gave way. lol it even CRAMPED while i was stretching when studying in the library. like imagine my 3 fingers just closed from involuntary contraction. i purposely played with my other arm by clenching real hard and it really cramped too! bloody painful btw i had to use my other hand to push all my fingers out and stretch my forearm again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep so this crappy forearm was the reason why i went and did my cooldown earlier than the oapu fuckers contrary to what weicheng wrote on his blog. wah stay with them and listen to them talk about how their OAPU nose shit bi sai CHALLENGE is going meh?? haha.. i shall pia gym to try and catch up with u two la but doubt it'll work cos u two are TOO PRO. your titles puul up king and pull up god alr shows that u two are OWNAGE! limzy still ask me do ur route tsk i fell before the crux la! den say i hiding my potential.. waa asshole sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm amazed at how i started off emo and switched to this. pangseh-ed my friends at downtown macs tonight cos i had no mood to study so i left at 12 plus.. didn't expect to be here typing till now. at least my headache is gone! if my head pain levels had a graph i think it'd be fluctuating without any pattern :S also at least blogging helped me lighten up a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready for the world again! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a funny video of a comedian ranting about pachelbel's cannon 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href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8683963909520081413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8683963909520081413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8683963909520081413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8683963909520081413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/06/create-your-own-friend-test-here.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8271823777602776892</id><published>2007-06-12T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:38:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tenacious D- Tribute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/a0wkaKIe0c/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/a0wkaKIe0c/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="280" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved this vid so decided to share. i may not be much of a rocker or even a guitarist but i still thought it was entertaining =)) tell me how u find it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8271823777602776892?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8271823777602776892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8271823777602776892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8271823777602776892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8271823777602776892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6154379930629972176</id><published>2007-06-09T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T14:24:55.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GETAWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9oe64MaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8f45XVsCHiI/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9oe64MaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8f45XVsCHiI/s320/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073935695890362786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9oe64MbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DLqjOFtJxKQ/s1600-h/DSC00433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9oe64MbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/DLqjOFtJxKQ/s320/DSC00433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073935695890362802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpA5-64MfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VWY0EPbzxp8/s1600-h/DSC00434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpA5-64MfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/VWY0EPbzxp8/s320/DSC00434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073939295072956914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about an hour's trip to pengarang then a 15min ride to the chia soon kelong. had nothing much to do so i decided to slack on top of the bumboat heh x) its fun i tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9ou64McI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kOB8iFDO3a4/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9ou64McI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kOB8iFDO3a4/s320/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073935700185330114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpFW-64MiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8cbpABK0nEE/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpFW-64MiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8cbpABK0nEE/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073944191335674402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9ou64MdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jIH_AYz4q9w/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9ou64MdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jIH_AYz4q9w/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073935700185330130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was so tempted to climb the structures but was afraid it'll collapse &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rustic charm of the place was really relaxing and invigorating. they stuffed us with food too!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ 6.30: snapper, crabs, prawns, steamboat. the best had yet to come,&lt;br /&gt;Supper @ 10.30: bbq STINGRAY, prawns and chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the servings were like huge since went with aunties who watched their weights. most of the time it was me and jon finishing up the food ^^ and we also barbequed our own catches for the day, like swordfish and crabs. no idea bout the big swordfish but the small ones taste just like any other fish zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;net-raising time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpA5-64MgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YwMmMl7CtTw/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpA5-64MgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YwMmMl7CtTw/s320/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073939295072956930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9ou64MeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uMCaoomfQu4/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rmo9ou64MeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uMCaoomfQu4/s320/DSC00070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073935700185330146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kelong ppl hauled up their nets at night to take in their catch. nets are damn imba man.. i saw so many fish in there and i wondered why i couldn't even catch a single fish in the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright but i managed to perservere and catch some fishes when i decided to try again at around 12am. went on a roll and caught 4 Night Tamans by using some technique called 'jigging'. ok at least i wasn't too demoralised the first time i tried fishing :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpA5-64MhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Pdvhx2F0Fmw/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmpA5-64MhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Pdvhx2F0Fmw/s320/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073939295072956946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is our bunk. the karaoke went on till like 1am in the morning by this other guy who was trying to be like jay chou. then there were aunties singing their oldies in the screechiest of voices.. "yuE liiiAng dai piAOOO wo dIII xIn~~" x((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were like 15 plus of some cell group ppl there too. they were singing chinese holy songs in the morning before we left.. and they couldn't have done us a favour and taken the microphones instead of the aunties in their group that night :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there were 3 mahjong tables btw! climbers, interested? haha.. something the club can do together aside from seperate b-field and gossip sessions! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6154379930629972176?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6154379930629972176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6510736843618195228</id><published>2007-06-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:57:19.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its times like these when there's so much there's so much to say that i realise my gp sucks in addition to my lousy articulation.. arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ain't over. the friendships forged will remain. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJO64MWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qnYGNcBiN98/s1600-h/yr+1+climbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJO64MWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qnYGNcBiN98/s320/yr+1+climbers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072977484391657826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJe64MXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pGOIiXodrj4/s1600-h/329873205_6325b68456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJe64MXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pGOIiXodrj4/s320/329873205_6325b68456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072977488686625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJe64MYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/srdeA11eQOw/s1600-h/475802170109_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJe64MYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/srdeA11eQOw/s320/475802170109_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072977488686625154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJe64MZI/AAAAAAAAAII/CZOhwzL2W4s/s1600-h/315719743l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJe64MZI/AAAAAAAAAII/CZOhwzL2W4s/s320/315719743l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072977488686625170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at our finale, it was 3 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;golds&lt;/span&gt; and a team &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it could actually have been more but what climbing has thought me is the nature of its unpredictability. and knowing this, the result doesn't really matter, the process counts more =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Graham Lim&lt;br /&gt;Training Coordinator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. had to use it for one last time. man the thought of stepping down soon kinda makes me sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.P.S. i'll always rmb the AP kia junyu x) i'm learning to kp u back alr! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6510736843618195228?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6510736843618195228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6510736843618195228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6510736843618195228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6510736843618195228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-times-like-these-when-theres-so.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RmbWJO64MWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qnYGNcBiN98/s72-c/yr+1+climbers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3728910569580136340</id><published>2007-06-02T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T21:54:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick of having moderate bad days! yes its a 3rd consecutive day but i have no mood to talk about the second sry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD SOME JOY LEH my tagboard is free....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing is more joyful than sharing the joy of others =)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i finally get an 8-pack i'll tattoo my name on my stomach heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6894183679039095228</id><published>2007-06-02T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:30:12.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 moderate bad days just doesn't make a good day. instead it leaves me with on the brink of dropping into emo-ness but just short because of my aversion towards emo-ism xS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its almost like bluffing yourself out of feeling sad lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know the feeling that u think u have drifted away from friends but u know u haven't really and u are just being over-sensitive but u still feel awkward because of unspoken reasons that breeds a sense of unfamiliarity? guess it'll be hard understanding what i just said even lol but&lt;br /&gt;just know its a dumb thought that gets u down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the next paragraph may make things clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's gone is gone. what's gone with what is gone is also gone. there can only be something good if u can finally learn to let things go.. and not let occassional occurances get u down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a preacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i suck at emo posts zzz. think ppl can hardly feel what i feel because i reread and realise it sounds crappy haha. oh well cancel off the ambition of being a scriptwriter or a romance novelist. haven't talked about the second day yet.. but shall do so if i  carry on and have a third bad day. optimistic sia. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA supposed to go to zouk today because i had 2 complimentary passes which included free flow of drinks till stocks were out! =DD the catch was that we had to go in before 9.30pm. team event ended around 9.15 so there goes the freebies =( lol call me an emo fucker and shoot me if this had any link to my first paragraph. i'm just feeling it's damn wasted like other kiasu singaporean would &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6894183679039095228?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6894183679039095228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6894183679039095228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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'07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was NM0093 so imagine i waited 3(93)=279min for my climb zzz.&lt;br /&gt;the floor stank. the ventilation sucked. but i still managed to sleep to ernest's enchanting oldies, NOT. lol as old and slow as some of the songs were (no offense ernest =p) i still could not sleep due to unfavourable conditions. for a seasoned sleeper like me who can sleep in almost any location in school, let's applaud SP for creating such a challenge that daunted the legend sleeper. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3iPoz9sKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NCg-bpJGcRM/s1600-h/Image%28129%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3iPoz9sKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NCg-bpJGcRM/s320/Image%28129%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065953914142961826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually had to resort to posing for this shot x) that's chicken showing off his imba fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROUTE #1 - TAPTAPTAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i completed the route but.. not counted! lesson learnt. =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3nMIz9sMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v_BuyB2ubh0/s1600-h/47b7db39b3127cce98548bcc0e2200000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3nMIz9sMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v_BuyB2ubh0/s320/47b7db39b3127cce98548bcc0e2200000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959351571558594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3iQIz9sLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QoZhylg6aOk/s1600-h/DSC00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3iQIz9sLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QoZhylg6aOk/s320/DSC00162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065953922732896434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks for this shot, kelvin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROUTE #2 - HOOK OR FLAG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my choice was hook.  wrong answer!&lt;br /&gt;lesson no. 2 - "don't too pattern."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3nMIz9sNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5ptJ8jfRmQc/s1600-h/47b7db39b3127cce98548bcb8f1500000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3nMIz9sNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5ptJ8jfRmQc/s320/47b7db39b3127cce98548bcb8f1500000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959351571558610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROUTE #3 - UFO TILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with the funny tile and sapped up all my time zzz. tall ppl like me always like to take advantage of reach. see la always take advantage. retribution =x lol.&lt;br /&gt;lesson no. 3 - "think out of the box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3o54z9sPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/u7-Zxbno6k4/s1600-h/47b7db39b3127cce98548bc98f1700000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3o54z9sPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/u7-Zxbno6k4/s320/47b7db39b3127cce98548bc98f1700000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065961237062201586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3nMYz9sOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8K9WHQjjF9A/s1600-h/47b7db39b3127cce98548bb60e5800000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3nMYz9sOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/8K9WHQjjF9A/s320/47b7db39b3127cce98548bb60e5800000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065959355866525922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;----THE END----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final ranking: 19th :)&lt;br /&gt;hope to improve on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3q6oz9sQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KbvZ8CNZLEM/s1600-h/47b7db39b3127cce98548be80e0600000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rk3q6oz9sQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KbvZ8CNZLEM/s200/47b7db39b3127cce98548be80e0600000027100AbMXLFozaNWKg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065963448970359042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ur face damn AP sia lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, must thank the cameraguy ernest for finally uploading his pics and letting me complete my first ever photoblog post. u may have been slow, but thanks! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1349753673760084857?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1349753673760084857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1349753673760084857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1349753673760084857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the wait is killing me =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RkmlMq58WhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-gK9273KwXs/s1600-h/Image%28126%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RkmlMq58WhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-gK9273KwXs/s200/Image%28126%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064760893049166354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abseiling top @ 7.35am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may more nice pics come =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5108107547369387111?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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volume of the bell. i dont know that's just what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to visit the cool auntie of the econ minimart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"hello auntie"&lt;br /&gt;"wa hen jiu bu jian leh grAhAm"  -my 'A's seems so nice to emphasise&lt;br /&gt;(i walk off to take vitamilk)&lt;br /&gt;shall translate our conversation to english from here:&lt;br /&gt;"wa u always seem to get skinnier everytime i see you leh"&lt;br /&gt;"har.. is that good or bad?"&lt;br /&gt;"same la.. all the time also so shuai." -said most nonchalantly&lt;br /&gt;(i damn paiseh cos there were like a group of ah bengs there)&lt;br /&gt;(yao zong's usual reply played in my head so i said it)&lt;br /&gt;"auntie.. cannot lidat say.."&lt;br /&gt;(as usual that's a conversation dead end)&lt;br /&gt;"haha thank u auntie"&lt;br /&gt;(i take my change and leave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be shi nai sha shou lol :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go buy stuff from there if u're in the area :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't see any hai sing peps cos they were having common tests so everyone was gone by then. not much to feel for hai sing without the people, but today's walk past seemed different from the rest. i guess.. the harder the road ahead is, the more u cherish the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3022617594230937424?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3022617594230937424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3022617594230937424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't deny all i've ever been thinking of was winning. and holding that thought, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5th&lt;/span&gt; would have just be a far cry from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the experience i gained from ClimbX has to be the most enlightening for me. something i wish to share but yet feels so intangible to discuss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why am i happy with my 5th?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-to have come back from sickening injuries, 5th is an accomplishment =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-i got a medal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-most of all, its cos i could give my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all, i have a rope burn to remind me of my achievement! =D haha.. dang it hurts when i showered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6023147654687696345?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6023147654687696345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6023147654687696345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6023147654687696345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6023147654687696345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/04/call-me-desperate-to-win-say-im-blinded.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4980665094084083752</id><published>2007-04-27T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:37:31.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally starting to feel my nerves tingling. a special sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared at my equipment all the way back on the mrt and allowed my memories of climbing flow through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competing is like performing. i just wanna perform my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;train as in competition, compete as in training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i just gotta be in school half an hour earlier for training tmr! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone would be able to do their best tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shu hui, eleanor, si ying, shalynn, claire, kelvin, terence, darren, wei cheng,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting ernest, the wall team, and everyone behind the scenes, hope everything will run smoothly tmr :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RjIYdK58WgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DNI5awTotfY/s1600-h/3df5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bill from skin specialist: $134&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;having a pimple-free face: priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bill better be worth it cos it's coming out of my own pocket =(( less money to buy a new bag and handphone alr zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doc shared a few interesting points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; washing and keeping your face clean may not be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; some people must take the medication to rid themselves of pimples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; pimples can come at any time, even at the age of 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; pimples in their early stages are easiest to cure and with best results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; do not squeeze the pimples or u will leave scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; polyclinics give u crap medicine cos they are subsidised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;i'm treating my pimples at 17 rather than in my twenties. worse still if i'm in the army! ppl like CWC who uses &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;facial stuff&lt;/span&gt; or others who have been blessed with good complexion, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BEWARE, they can come anytime!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have been warned, look after your face :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5820919376793109064</id><published>2007-04-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:34:56.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great and refreshing holiday weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EIGHTY-FIVE(BA SHI WU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stingray, oyster omelette, hokkien mee, tang yuan and satay at 85 signalled the start of my super slack easter holiday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-eleanor does crazy daring stuff at the playground, like flipping at monkey bars&lt;br /&gt;-jingwen is a master of the momentum of the swing, reaches approx right angle in 10 swings&lt;br /&gt;-crystal silent killer ah x)&lt;br /&gt;-eelin! dunno wad to say =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLIMBASIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bad climbing day.. shall not go into the details of my strange forearm and deltoid. nevertheless, it was fun mingling with some vj climbers and trying out rong hui-styled routes after so long =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SOCCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left after about 3h of slacking to go for soccer with hai sing buddies! darn we were all so off and kept losing to the mats grrr.. we ended up playing some chapalang soccer with these group of chinese guys from some poly in the netball court, full time score was 2-2.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i became a climber, i always seem to have such a big sense of satisfaction when my legs are worked out.. with my back, shoulder and arm muscles continuously taxed, i welcome any form of fatigue for my neglected calves n thighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, dinner with glendon and clifton. glendon if u are reading this, u are damn freaking late bugger! me n clifton resorted to no life-ing on "sims 2 mobile edition" and trying to 'Woo Hoo' all our friends at coffee express till u and zeelia came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;CLIMBING TRAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbing training that i was super early for! something's wrong with my body clock. i slept at 2 and set my alarm at 7. strangely, i was fully awake at 6 unlike other days that i have to drag myself out of bed when i had even more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was the first time i was super early and could experience the long queue for entry into the school. ernest u tyco shit not late! haha.. i shall see when u have to punish yourself =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks wanting for the super good and expensive facial wash sample! though it was expired.. it's the thought that counts! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOOTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch at tm after that. and i found out why bel and joey were willing to watch the show again even at the steep weekend price! its really damn good! the show takes a dig at democracy and is filled with twists and turns that ernest did not have to wake me up at all lol. unlike happy feet which was a crap show i slept in or messengers which i stayed awake only cos of the eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A WALK TO REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with the intention to catch some sleep for the night cycling trip i would be having later that night. but got stuck on msn and "A Walk to Remember" so i only ended up sleeping from 10 to 11 even though i got home at 7 =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NIGHT CYCLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again it was a super slack night with jack and shi han, we were mostly cycling really close with dexterous skill so we could talk cock most of the way lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-started off meeting at subway downtown east&lt;br /&gt;-cycled through pasir ris park cos he wanted to see if the rites were still being held for the indian boys, bless their souls.  a group was barbequeing at the area instead.&lt;br /&gt;-proceeded to elias road.. the place where the commando camp and pet hotels n farms are if u were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;-found out singapore's sand stock was stored in the area too. but there seemed to be really little left in the large area of land.. darn indonesia's making even more things expensive in singapore =(&lt;br /&gt;-the exit is actually to a highway leading to serangoon road and tampines road.. saw no pavements so made the safe choice and turned back even though at 3am, there weren't many cars.&lt;br /&gt;-so in pasir ris again we decided to make our way to simpang bedok for some prata. yum =D&lt;br /&gt;-chit chatted till about 5 and decided to cycle back.&lt;br /&gt;-got stuck to my tv at 6 so ended up sleeping at 7 zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 3pm and slacked on msn, discussing how better to thrash yaozong's balls and finding out how he would thrash mine back lol. no life me, he at least was doing his music h3 work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELATIVES DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at marina south longbeach restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;almost 10 great dishes! sumptous meal indeed =)) highlights were the sashimi, chili crabs, pepper crabs and lobster =DD yum yum. thanks to kellyn's dad again for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was forced to finish the crabs.. think i ate like 2 crabs on my own! good and bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it for my ultra slack easter holiday weekend.. time to get back to wanting to study.. still having trouble starting now.. like slept during free periods and ponned econs lecture instead of studying today.. hope to regain the little momentum i had before the hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hope you had a great weekend too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5820919376793109064?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5820919376793109064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5820919376793109064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5820919376793109064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5820919376793109064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-and-refreshing-holiday-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8135900805951424774</id><published>2007-04-06T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T18:55:04.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;              injuries are such a bane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                   please heal in time for training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                      or there probably goes my last chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;winning isn't everything, not anymore at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna perform my best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;optimism is the order of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;Le Futur(6c+) - flashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;so what's up, megablack(6c)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8135900805951424774?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8135900805951424774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8135900805951424774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8135900805951424774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8135900805951424774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/04/injuries-are-such-bane.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3864781772011976483</id><published>2007-03-29T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:09:36.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we have a new superhero in the climbing club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MEGAboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;flashed&lt;/span&gt; tj's daunting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MEGAROOF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday, 28th March 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;KELVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;CAN YOU TEACH ME HOW TO CLIMB? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3864781772011976483?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3864781772011976483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3864781772011976483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3864781772011976483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3864781772011976483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-have-new-superhero-in-climbing-club_29.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-7436605791074252081</id><published>2007-03-27T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:17:33.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ponned my econs h1 tutorial at 1.20 today and went home early with martin and played his gay and pink gameboy on the bus. had intended to play dota at his house but he said his mum was coming home early so no go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, bathed and slept from 4pm until 7 plus so i think i'll have problems sleeping tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no shows other than The Arena and The Office at 8.30 and 10 so hope i will get some work done after that =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more slacking, graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RgkI6OFMKYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IZ-LOYM9HP4/s1600-h/Ponner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RgkI6OFMKYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IZ-LOYM9HP4/s200/Ponner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046574653750651266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken last year by justine chu when i ponned some lecture. (didnt have the climbing area to sleep in yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house com room is quite a nice place to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RgkJEeFMKZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bqlIytw0kYg/s1600-h/Image%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RgkJEeFMKZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bqlIytw0kYg/s200/Image%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046574829844310418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wonder who he thought he was hugging x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7436605791074252081?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7436605791074252081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7436605791074252081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7436605791074252081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7436605791074252081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-ponned-my-last-lesson-at-1.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RgkI6OFMKYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IZ-LOYM9HP4/s72-c/Ponner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5183630128645408468</id><published>2007-03-26T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:49:37.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way way overdue tag replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry all! been really busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prasanthi&lt;/span&gt;: hey thanks for being so forgiving =) ur class had some ppl who didn't get anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jaren&lt;/span&gt;: hmm icic.. what's the other pdp u in btw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicholas&lt;/span&gt;: haha aye dont rub it in laa.. u know i write stuff slowly.. the angel mortal game needed intensive writing! think it was some letter writing training as well =x eh if u wanna blog bout the EiE camp feel free i lend u my account to use.. and blardy hell i am not the sort to act dao! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mich&lt;/span&gt;: RAH back! waffle waffle lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shalynn&lt;/span&gt;: haha sure sure.. u know what my deltoids were aching like crazy that night! luckily by friday it was alright.. nice stretching partner! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zo': &lt;/span&gt;thanks a lot =) hey dont be sad, i'm sure everyone will get to know each other better since we'll all be training together in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kelvin&lt;/span&gt;: yea dude.. better stop niao-ing each other alr even though we don't get angry or one day one of us just may =) sry man. let's work hard for climb X! and not disappoint ourselves again ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bingxu&lt;/span&gt;: climbing requires more endurance than bouldering so i was more paranoid about stretching there.. haha. u will feel it soon to come.. anw, thanks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei cheng&lt;/span&gt;: positive is what i've always been! congrats on ur third btw man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5183630128645408468?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5183630128645408468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5183630128645408468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5183630128645408468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5183630128645408468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-way-overdue-tag-replies-sry-all.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5468722974498496992</id><published>2007-03-25T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:47:05.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt; =D i took a long hiatus from blogging because my thoughts have been in a mess. this has been a chaotic, not to mention hectic, two weeks for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies and climbing occupied most of my conscious mind.. then again keeping my motivation high while my forearms were injured was not so much a tough thing to do cos i deceive myself easily =) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gotta stop that now though! or my studies will get affected even more.. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(watching America's Next Top Model's first ep where they are taking their nude photos makin me blog darn slowly xD now i aint complaining, just saying. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeding to talk about the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOULDERACTIVE '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks to all who came down to support us! the year ones, year 2 gals, nicholas and weilin! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th out of 120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only the top 10 qualified for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad, disappointed, pissed.&lt;/span&gt; these are emotions i've come to be very familiar with. but in climbing, i realise, these feelings are very much more self-induced when u think negatively than when in other situations when negative situations really arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the higher the expectation on yourself, the greater the negativity. in this competition the only disappointment i had was that i did not go all out. a mental weakness on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about me anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think tj climbers did really well this time according to the feeling i got among the climbers after the competition. i apologise for having been a lil whiny bout my 4 places to the finals. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry if u feel u didn't do well enough this time. after all it is our FIRST competition only! pumpfest and rockmasters will be our next obstacles. if u are having disappointments, forget them! train hard from now =) we will reach standards we never thought possible of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the comps i played &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;battlefield 1942&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with the climbing guys. imagine 14 guys slugging it out in a conquest match and shouting at each other. ernest the ass ran over me with a tank. chicken managed to air strike my tank =(( leong heng took me on a hell ride in a jeep. i flew a plane and jumped out not knowing how to open a my parachute zzz. but i managed to get 4 silver medals and 1 bronze medal after all the battles so i'm quite proud of myself =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to post some pictures soon! or it'll be too boring. if u have some pictures of me do tell me! wish i had told someone to take make sure they took pics of me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shu hui! u didn't help me take any!&lt;/span&gt; snottypole! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5468722974498496992?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5468722974498496992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5468722974498496992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5468722974498496992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5468722974498496992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-everyone-d-i-took-long-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-4873512592507466102</id><published>2007-03-14T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T01:13:14.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROLLER BLADING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RfbTxyFNA_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uv7i8P0GtjY/s1600-h/Image%28094%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RfbTxyFNA_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uv7i8P0GtjY/s320/Image%28094%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041449685098497010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wish i could do it more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish my studies would improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish my climbing would improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wish i could slack more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;wish i could write articles that paraphrased my thoughts to sound less self absorbed. (so i shall stop here lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;none would probably come true unless i put in some form of effort, but wishing and hoping it comes true just adds so much more optimism to everything =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-4873512592507466102?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/4873512592507466102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=4873512592507466102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4873512592507466102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/4873512592507466102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/03/roller-blading-wish-i-could-do-it-more.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RfbTxyFNA_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uv7i8P0GtjY/s72-c/Image%28094%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8880707701720125544</id><published>2007-03-04T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:09:07.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;what i learnt today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do Not &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bottoms Up&lt;/span&gt;* Just After an Extremely Full Meal and Stand Up and Walk Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least wait till the gas has slightly dissipated first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bottom's up" is to finish your drink in one shot, usually applied to the context of beer.&lt;/span&gt; (for kiddos who may read my blog and probably will find this word new. you know who u are =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking and dinner with some of my friends today but i needed to rush home. so i stupidly did  a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RerJ5WuanzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZNMAABo9daE/s1600-h/bottom%27s+up.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RerJ5WuanzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZNMAABo9daE/s320/bottom%27s+up.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038061120357310258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i could get out of there faster to go home and study for my physics test. (guess where i am now though? haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw that was what i did and when i stood up i felt like vomiting! like cos all the gas from the large gulp had accumulated in around my gullet. my standing up made it unable to dissolve into the food in my stomach i think.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;turning back being no longer an option after pang seh-ing to study, i began my long walk home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressure just kept building inside. all the way i was trying to burp but no gas came out, i was afraid i would vomit so i stopped forcing myself. walked home like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;hunchback of notre dame&lt;/span&gt;, thankfully my way home was relatively ulu and dark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally i reached home and sat down in front of the computer. and burped a delayed but welcome burp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry bout the crudeness in this post xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8880707701720125544?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8880707701720125544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8880707701720125544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8880707701720125544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8880707701720125544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-learnt-today-do-not-bottoms-up.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RerJ5WuanzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZNMAABo9daE/s72-c/bottom%27s+up.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-269777243590309643</id><published>2007-02-26T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:40:25.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd for mock comp =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is something to keep me going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but definitely not the severe muscle strain on my right bicep preventing me from pulling on it at all! wtf how the heck am i supposed to train when boulderactive is just 3 weeks or so away.. yawn.. always like that.. hope i can get a physio slot tmr! faster faster heal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like on thursday i slept at 9 freakin early and planned to study for vectors test on bus and skip first period to do it as well by going to school late.. then through some divine intervention i had a really bad stomachache on my way to school.. the kind that u can just stay still to 'cultivate' the pain away.. really bad.. its like the pain was concentrated there and nothing could come out from either ends like the way other  tummyaches would be alleviated.. so i sat in the hc room throughout first period and break to sleep the pain away.. didn't study at all =(  so my vectors test is prob screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the lesson i'm supposed to have learnt is to not leave things to the last minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i was a pokemon and i could give myself 'heal' or use 'recover' lol.. played BLUE version with my young cousin over the weekend and i beat him with my superior knowledge of type weaknesses =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW i wish i had more time to blog but there suddenly seems to be so much to do! homework piling up and outings galore.. CNY during jc time sure is one of the least enjoyed, or rather the time spent enjoying it seems so rushed u dont have the time to absorb the fact that u enjoyed yourselves. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know i had a great sunday studying and doing homework and watching protege! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough rambling hope i can blog again sometime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-269777243590309643?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/269777243590309643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=269777243590309643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/269777243590309643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/269777243590309643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/02/3rd-for-mock-comp-that-is-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8239239925399725592</id><published>2007-02-17T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T13:03:38.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;41st for Road Run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;via:&lt;/span&gt; happy belated vday to you too! nice running into u at suntec =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mich: &lt;/span&gt;the most is i'm on par i surely cant surpass ur skills! haha.. cheer up okay ger?&lt;br /&gt;smile =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei cheng:&lt;/span&gt; lol u got the randomness disease alr ah stupid begger.. go beg for shelves to put ur trophies la! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bingxu: &lt;/span&gt;as i mentioned.. i think its the "randomness disease"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zo: &lt;/span&gt;haha see if u still enjoy screaming when belaying then decide whether to call u hum ji or not! well.. just enjoy ur hols now ba u will have more than enough chances to train, as long as u remain in the club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shalynn:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha no prob! thanks for the patience! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shu hui:&lt;/span&gt; eh u very bad suan rachel here! no suanning to be done except by me, kiddo =pp hehe jk.. well hopefully my gp can improve.. i'm sure your's will too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weilin:&lt;/span&gt; yep i wrote it myself.. haha.. comments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8239239925399725592?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8239239925399725592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8239239925399725592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8239239925399725592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8239239925399725592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/02/tag-replies-via-happy-belated-vday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-437645945227206727</id><published>2007-02-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T18:55:09.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another happening week has passed, yet i don't feel it was. that's because what's coming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are afraid of the unknown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fear is occupying more of my mind now than anything else even though it shouldn't really be the case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WEDNESDAY is a day meant for couples but i'm single!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's a plan of mine this year that is a change from what i've been doing for 14 years of singlehood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*watch this space*&lt;br /&gt;(hope i really will carry it out! will post if i do..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbers repainted the boulder walls on friday.. think this info is outdated alr so feel free to check out wei cheng's or shu hui's or rachel's blog for pics and commentry for our accomplishment =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the week was supposedly happening cos it wasn't like just another routine week.&lt;br /&gt;no time to blog much anymore its late and i need sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day at sentosa playing beach vball with the guys! and shopped at vivo till like 11 thereafter.. so i'm pretty jaded alr but i feel i should always round up the week with a post and its quite much "just for the sake of doing it" for today's post.. a better thought out one coming out soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-437645945227206727?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/437645945227206727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=437645945227206727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/437645945227206727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/437645945227206727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-happening-week-has-passed-yet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3511773466317556628</id><published>2007-02-05T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:11:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SRY TERENCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know very well how not performing at the french comp felt.. and even though i took to treating my mistakes as a joke, i shouldn't assume everyone does. that's just a facade anw.. my hands are still perspiring almost throughout the day so u must know what i'm thinking, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terence, Wei Cheng, Kelvin and Darren i know how dui it is! so all TJ CLIMBING GUYS, hope we can get what we deserve at our next comp and not lose out to the girls again! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;shall cut short my french comp description:&lt;br /&gt;- 4 out of 5 girls qualified for finals&lt;br /&gt;- that one poor soul injured her ankle before the comp which impaired her from doing a critical move. stop being so clumsy eelin =) but at least u know u can do it next time!&lt;br /&gt;- 0 out of 5 guys qualified for finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- each of us committed unforgivable mistakes. so the scoresheet didnt forgive us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watched as the male finals became a boring no-show in much frustration. only a few had the seh-ness, really.&lt;br /&gt;- a nailbiting end with eleanor's a.k.a blur queen's a.k.a champion's climb where she slipped twice but didnt fall while she was reaching for the crucial tile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATS to eleanor for being french school champion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the other gals did pretty good too =) nice climbing girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j1/bing xu&lt;/span&gt;: hmm okay so j1 u are actually bing xu la? i was taking group one anw cya on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mich&lt;/span&gt;: haha mich, once a camwhore, always a camwhore! =pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;limxy&lt;/span&gt;: linked! link back alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gen&lt;/span&gt;: hey! it was fun shouting daft stuff even though we know the players cant hear &gt;.&lt; did u go too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;: we were quite close i think, u could've heard some of the stupid stuff we said :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dyn&lt;/span&gt;: THANKS =) i await the consoling taste of my one twenty cheng teng! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shalynn&lt;/span&gt;: u referring to the climb or me making terence angry? =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seumas&lt;/span&gt;: yea i feel damn bad.. esp since i know clear and well how he may be feeling.. surprised u found my blog anw, leave a link if u got man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3511773466317556628?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3511773466317556628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3511773466317556628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3511773466317556628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3511773466317556628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/02/sry-terence-i-know-very-well-how-not.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1282289894653440070</id><published>2007-02-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:08:38.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking a lesson from the german army, soldiers were told to report any grieviences only after sleeping over it. anyone who was impulsive enough to report anything wrong to an officer without doing that would receive a mandatory punishment. this gave soldiers the time to think things over and let officers be much less bothered by trivial matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall wait one day before i blog on how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;french school climbing competition&lt;/span&gt; went for me and tj =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have gotta say.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU to EVERYONE for coming down&lt;/span&gt;.. every single one of you mattered. ur cheers reassured me and gave me confidence on the wall, and your encouragements allowed me to indulge less in myself when i fell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are still sweating now from the repeating thoughts on the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i'll have nightmares tonight.. like my hands sweat until my room flood or i keep falling from 1m high over n over again or i keep hanging on rocks till my fingers break one by one by one by one.... lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1282289894653440070?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1282289894653440070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1282289894653440070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1282289894653440070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1282289894653440070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/02/taking-lesson-from-german-army-soldiers.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8893657450996250614</id><published>2007-02-03T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:06:25.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOOD LUCK CLIMBERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today is the first saturday i could sleep in till so late.. cant imagine if there wasn't french school comp tmr and pulling myself to training today.. slept like from 10pm to 11am ^^ anw, here's my breakdown of a hectic week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;super homework day&lt;/span&gt; for me. like i pia-ed hw at the school library from 2.10 till 5 in the school library (thanks rj, terence and claire :) with equilibrum tut) and then went home for dinner before going to study with alvin sajc and hanis mjc till 11! we spent lots of time crapping anw but doing so much homework for the FIRST EVER EVER time felt really great! u may not believe it but feeling prepared for tutorials was a refreshing experience for me! haha imagine i only experience this feeling after 1 year and 1 month in jc.. now i hope i can bring myself to do work on other days as well &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQBNt5L27I/AAAAAAAAAD4/xF5pm1sEDVw/s1600-h/Image%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQBNt5L27I/AAAAAAAAAD4/xF5pm1sEDVw/s200/Image%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027144419221691314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mock comp&lt;/span&gt; went well for me in a way that.. i think at least i went the furthest that my mental limit could take me. its a personal success that i consciously fought through a 'chicken wing' (high fatigue level to make ur arms raise to look like them on the wall) and go on&lt;/span&gt; to make 2 more moves on the overhang. philip told me i'm still bogged down by my weak finger strength.. wonder why its still not improving =z looking forward to french comp tmr though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;went to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASEAN CUP&lt;/span&gt; after training. i was supposed to only be able to catch the last 30min but i was rewarded with 15 extra minutes of being part of the spirit =D did like 4 kallang waves in succession while the thais were protesting lol. c'mon have some sportsmanship and even if u were really wronged play on like a man u sissy thai coach, i'm not saying this as a singapore supporter but a football lover. in the end the singapore fans jeered at every thai touch of the ball and the y started to play really like sissys (still wish i had their skills though. haha) here are some pics from after the match:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNBt5L2_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/JPlv6HMEX_4/s1600-h/IMG_7367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNBt5L2_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/JPlv6HMEX_4/s320/IMG_7367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027157407202794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNAt5L28I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8jMVLt6_Tk/s1600-h/IMG_7371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNAt5L28I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8jMVLt6_Tk/s320/IMG_7371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027157390022925250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;visit philipandwilson.blogspot.com for more of their gay adventures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNBd5L2-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ATwXWxLGJxg/s1600-h/IMG_7419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNBd5L2-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ATwXWxLGJxg/s320/IMG_7419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027157402907827170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;suddenly everyone started trying to make the quacking sounds. i shall try to learn from nigel his loud-duck-quacking-in-lecture-theatre skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNB95L3AI/AAAAAAAAAEg/30fgEkRW4OE/s1600-h/IMG_7396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQNB95L3AI/AAAAAAAAAEg/30fgEkRW4OE/s320/IMG_7396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027157411497761794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;camwhores wrestled to get in to every pic. (guilty as charged mich) haha. and thanks to xue ying for the cd and all the great photos =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dragged myself to school with 3h of sleep on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;. surprised i could still survive from the tough wednesday but still cited injury to skip mass pe and did &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yoga&lt;/span&gt; stretches with darren at the sports complex.. wonder if we looked retarded to the other ppl lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was zombiefied most of the time and wanted to go home and sleep after school alr, but the hockey stick and ball proved too tempting to give up a chance to improve my mediocre hockey skills so started playing. THEN justine asked me to help shift the goalposts and wth i started playing &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;soccer&lt;/span&gt;! now they left around 6.30 but then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hockey&lt;/span&gt; were playing minigames and ian offered me a chance to play.. i desperately need self control with me and balls lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;school on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; was a drag.. should've slept more when i had the chance on previous days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pretty great week and hope it will get better with tj doing well at french comp! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK CLIMBERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8893657450996250614?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8893657450996250614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8893657450996250614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8893657450996250614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8893657450996250614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-first-saturday-i-could-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RcQBNt5L27I/AAAAAAAAAD4/xF5pm1sEDVw/s72-c/Image%28015%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3463395709450886419</id><published>2007-01-28T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:29:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MY DREAM LAST NIGHT was of me reading the lifestyle section and the 'chew on it' comics section was replaced by 'born loser' characters and i read in the same paper that my timetable changed such that my earliest day ended at 10am! freakily random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i think i'm gonna start looking at all the smaller things in life or i'm never gonna have had a great week in suckky jc2 life. here are ten reasons y i had a great week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. i'm motivated to play hockey again cos the ppl are great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. i donated $3 to charity this week just like other generous tjcians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. i managed to do one question of tutorial 35 before the teacher went through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. stayed out till 11 plus with climbing buddies on wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. and thus had sweet dreams on thursday's equilibrum lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. seeing all the small and cute little sec1 npcc cadets on tuesday reminded me i'm cute too =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. sang birthday songs or wrote greetings for Si Ying, Rachel, Ian, Nicholas, Chin Liang, Jing Wen, Xin Ling, Kelvin, Darren, Wan Ting and Cui Xia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. seeing so many seniors come down to climb on saturday just drives my passion for climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. reached home at 12 plus yesterday without mom's nagging but with a nice pot of kway teow soup instead =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Singapore beat Malaysia through penalties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i took some time to come up with that even though some are crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;reading 'tuesdays with morrie' made me wanna think of that instead of complaining how repetitively fast jc2 life goes, cos there is so much to look forward to when u really look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but amidst all its goodness a quote from gandhi appeared in the book "when i go to sleep, i die. when i wake up, i'm reborn again."-_-... next time if u become a national hero just say daft things like this and it becomes words of wisdom because ppl will go around finding interpretations for it to make it seem really inspirational like in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"when i eat, i'm a glutton. when i stop eating, i'm no longer hungry." -graham lim, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;quote me, anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3463395709450886419?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3463395709450886419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3463395709450886419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3463395709450886419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3463395709450886419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-dream-last-night-was-of-me-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3349176541783647487</id><published>2007-01-21T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:54:29.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i need inspiration!! can't think of any interesting or lame things to blog about anymore =(( everytime i sit in front of the comp i'm just blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the move from slacker to hardworking student is tough! like an equilibrum reaction where equilibrum is to the left (slacker side). so now i gotta put in a lot of activation energy to increase the concentraion on the right side (hardworker side). x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3349176541783647487?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3349176541783647487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3349176541783647487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3349176541783647487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3349176541783647487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-inspiration-cant-think-of-any.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-7362843652533347939</id><published>2007-01-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:25:09.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WEI CHENG u took all the good jugs! u better bless me that i dont fall off the wall tmr! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pls i'm really hoping the weather can really make up its mind whether to rain or not to rain. wei cheng and bel looked damn sad bringing the ropes in and out the climbing area like 5 times at least. thanks bel claire darren rong jun terence for staying to help us with the speed route till so late =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;justine i'm so sorry i couldn't control myself with the penguin jokes today. and other days as well for that matter. maybe i should apologize for tmr and the day after too =x so at least u know i'm actually feel really apologetic when i suan u. haha SORRY PENGUIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;now on a serious note, i do not take pride in using "how do u play spider solitaire?" as a pick up line because it wasn't one in the first place. i REALLY freaking didn't know how to play that game la, damn all you hockey asses that framed me. haha. fyi i dont know how to play freecell either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;enough for today, hope it doesn't rain tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7362843652533347939?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7362843652533347939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7362843652533347939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7362843652533347939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7362843652533347939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/01/wei-cheng-u-took-all-good-jugs-u-better.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1242673103970831560</id><published>2007-01-13T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:11:31.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;weary eyes and a jaded smile.. NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;school has reopened and the stress is just starting to pile up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. my studies still suck even after the hols that i had intended to put time in to catch up on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. so much time put into climbing the past year.. am i making it worth the while?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. graham the lazy sloth is dying in jc life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. i'm freaking unmotivated and i dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;enough about me, how have you been? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;good question because i realise i'm kinda not the only one hating lessons in jc life at this moment and i don't deny it sucks.. but i wanna stop thinking that way or i'll just get sianner by the day :) like who didn't think that way bout tutorials too and didn't continue being not a zombie? (couldn't think wad oppsite word to describe myself in action)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i kinda wish my teachers will breathe down my neck and force me to do work.. this whiner is here is too used to the secondary school system of punishments and scoldings! haha.. okay i dont deserve to have been in a jc for so long, so after this post i'm seriously going to sit down and do my homework! ok la i'll admit the 'diu' part is how this ex-classmate who used to do much worse than me in physics is actually doing H3 physics now.. thanks for the indirect motivation man.  now i feel bad bout the times i suan-ed ppl for not knowing the difference between AC and DC currents lol. nope not suanning him, but the girl whom i did is in my contacts :P guess who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ahh climb climb climb.. i think what really makes it worth in the end is gonna be how much i've managed to push my mental limit.. even while i like current my level of composure on the wall, it seems like i didn't work for it over the past year, rather, it was what i already had from countless high element stuff i did.. zzz. talk about not progressing.. the same frustration goes to my studies. shu hui! i'm sorry if i kind of added to your stress with a lil over enthu of mine to even propose selective trainings on mondays! but then but then, **to all climbers who may read this** i still think we should all try to improve our fitness level by training on our own, not because we are too weak, but because we still can improve a lot more if we believe we can..  pls  try to train guys n gals.. "concentrate on your weaknesses" -philip lim, 13 Jan 2007 (who looks a little perverted here) =x just decided to show who i was quoting for those who don't know him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rai4dNcWImI/AAAAAAAAADs/aZtgsep8hak/s1600-h/ece3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rai4dNcWImI/AAAAAAAAADs/aZtgsep8hak/s320/ece3%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019464596668686946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;who has a more suave picture of him send me please, i kinda think i'm doing a disservice to his image of being so PRO and COOL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1242673103970831560?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1242673103970831560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1242673103970831560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1242673103970831560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1242673103970831560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/01/weary-eyes-and-jaded-smile-school-has.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/Rai4dNcWImI/AAAAAAAAADs/aZtgsep8hak/s72-c/ece3%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-752526718268450667</id><published>2007-01-02T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:57:24.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and so the calendars were reset and graham lost the will to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;stay tuned for the next exciting post.&lt;/span&gt; x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-752526718268450667?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/752526718268450667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=752526718268450667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/752526718268450667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/752526718268450667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-calendars-were-reset-and-graham.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5139800691939417393</id><published>2006-12-29T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T13:10:16.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DARN INTESTINAL FLU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i really have nth better to do now than to stay at home rotting on yu-gi-oh abridged series and maybe some justice league unlimited.. so i actually had this flu since monday already but the doc said i was YOUNG and STRONG so my body still can withstand the flu but the sickness will just keep dragging on.. i'm imagin myself wasting all the food i ate for the past 5 days cos my intestines weren't working properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AND THEN, i weighed myself for this morning to find out i am 60kg now..  now i'm wishing my body oxidised all the fat on my body and leave my proteins alone to make up for the lack of nutrients or i'll be freaking pissed.. worked so hard this past month to build up the muscles for precious climbing power.. plspls lose the FAT ONLY. lol. though i think that's a bit impossible.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was looking forward to climbing trainings! like havent been to climbasia in ages! so.. am thinking of going down tmr.. hope my stomach reacts well enough to the medicine today so i can go out without feeling light headed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so well i seem to have a major image overhaul. i pierced my cartilage, cut my hair short, and now i've become scrawny and bony with sunken cheeks and add a pale face to that.. okay, the me becoming ethiopian part was just a bit exaggerated but u get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wonder when i should start on my hw, feel too sick to do it now =x haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5139800691939417393?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5139800691939417393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5139800691939417393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5139800691939417393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5139800691939417393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/darn-intestinal-flu-i-really-have-nth.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-977486415449930242</id><published>2006-12-27T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:11:00.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well it seems i've afk-ed again for a really long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;shall cut the small talk explaining my absence cos a lot of you should already know how hardworking i am  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;had a great time seeing friends after a long time who i wouldn't meet at all if not for christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; was just great meeting all my cousins again and i was playing with my 8yr-old cousin's game boy advance's megaman.. haha.. havent seen them in such a long time it felt, well nice - for the lack of a better word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The entire wee hours of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; with the climbers watching ju-on was just great. wish i got a chance to sleep more though.. super tired by 5p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;m when had to go for two christmas parties and eat two dinners and come home to have an upset stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RZKa0U2fPmI/AAAAAAAAADg/ADLm5h1_ZrU/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RZKa0U2fPmI/AAAAAAAAADg/ADLm5h1_ZrU/s320/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013239558957907554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(credits to shu hui and claire)&lt;/span&gt; Philip's place, 22nd Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;btw guys, i shall have to cut things short here and i really mean it. i have cut my hair SHORT. no regrets, on a plus side my new cartilage stud is more visible now without my long hair obscuring it =x haha.. awaiting to see all ur reactions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-977486415449930242?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/977486415449930242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=977486415449930242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/977486415449930242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/977486415449930242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-it-seems-ive-afk-ed-again-for.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RZKa0U2fPmI/AAAAAAAAADg/ADLm5h1_ZrU/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5437630708523059999</id><published>2006-12-23T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:59:35.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh yea forgot to mention, in a daring move amidst fears of excessive bleeding or even blindness, graham bravely pierces his cartilage! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RY0J8U2fPjI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hl-FLamTF6I/s1600-h/Image%28068%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RY0J8U2fPjI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hl-FLamTF6I/s200/Image%28068%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011672892327280178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5437630708523059999?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5437630708523059999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5437630708523059999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5437630708523059999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5437630708523059999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yea-forgot-to-mention-in-daring-move.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RY0J8U2fPjI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hl-FLamTF6I/s72-c/Image%28068%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-1654857749523721994</id><published>2006-12-23T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T18:49:32.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;been busy to blog this past, hectic 3 days where i became zombiefied towards the end of those days. thanks for the concern guys.. i think my mind was really just exhausted from excessive thinking-- mock comp and socializing (the hk ppl) on wednesday then the sun(or merely UV rays) on thursday drained me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;socializing has really kinda become a chore, but its a darn welcome chore. going into a conversation not knowing the other person and forcing a faint smile through one's weariness isn't a very nice thing to look forward to, but when u have friendly responses and two-way conversations there suddenly seems to be renewed energy. so i think i'm gonna smile more =) lol. well wishes to the hk ppl we met and hope they add us on msn soon and share the pics they took!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sentosa was just great. the weather was nice, cloudy and cool while we still got tan from the UV rays. it allowed us to almost tirelessly keep on playing volleyball while our battered forearms could still allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzkFk2fPeI/AAAAAAAAACA/pZZGtjmYOtk/s1600-h/329860207_de0ad66f1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzkFk2fPeI/AAAAAAAAACA/pZZGtjmYOtk/s320/329860207_de0ad66f1f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011631269799214562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i managed to learn how to serve properly that day. FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzl0E2fPgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IhGbZf29q1Y/s1600-h/329874730_c53489fb2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzl0E2fPgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IhGbZf29q1Y/s320/329874730_c53489fb2d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011633168174759426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzkFU2fPdI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tjdFeBn3D38/s1600-h/329873205_6325b68456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzkFU2fPdI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tjdFeBn3D38/s320/329873205_6325b68456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011631265504247250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this seems to be becoming the climbing clubbers favourite pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzk902fPfI/AAAAAAAAACI/v_P-J7WJXw0/s1600-h/30640904664755l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzk902fPfI/AAAAAAAAACI/v_P-J7WJXw0/s320/30640904664755l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011632236166856178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gunung Stong Waterfall, June 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well the day was far from over. kinda forget wad went on alr, let's just call it selective memory. wad i did rmb though was seeing the thoughtful sides of rong jun, jing wen and joey at spotlight trying to find materials to make a gift for that special someone (jing wen, philip's special as a coach ONLY ok? haha) and everyone else trying their best to help them with encouragement and advice. the whole scene was so touching i could almost cry. haha.. that's ALMOST only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLS GIMME COMMENTS ON THE SANDWICHES. my mom taught me how to prepare and i did them all. darn made too much waste money. haha oh well once in a while pot luck is quite a nice thing to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and THANKS wei cheng for that saving voodoo man! one dollar a day and i won't be broke anymore by the ending period of next year! a bloody cool thought for next hols! THANKS! .. my excitement probably reveals my bad state of broke-ness i'm in.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzqnU2fPhI/AAAAAAAAACY/f2Y_6vXJyMc/s1600-h/kill-bill-2-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzqnU2fPhI/AAAAAAAAACY/f2Y_6vXJyMc/s320/kill-bill-2-p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011638446689566226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-1654857749523721994?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/1654857749523721994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=1654857749523721994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1654857749523721994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/1654857749523721994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-busy-to-blog-this-past-hectic-3.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RYzkFk2fPeI/AAAAAAAAACA/pZZGtjmYOtk/s72-c/329860207_de0ad66f1f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-7045393324578042306</id><published>2006-12-19T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T10:44:32.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monsoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay there's an addition to my msn nick actually, it should be : a cold day AND pluggin on to 98.7fm makes the walk home much faster. but i decided it wouldnt sound as cool =x haha. i seriously never walked so fast without feeling dumb nor breaking any sweat at all before.. think i was like unconsciously trying to match my step with the beat of my chemical romance's welcome to the black parade.. visualise the speed youself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sry to those who've heard me keep complaining bout the rain, but its really been a mood spoiler for me all this while. so many times my urge to go blading or cycling quashed by the rain lol and somehow, everytime it rains i feel like going home. i've never ever felt like going home earlier than my latest possible time till now i think. i'm a male teenager who feels homesick?? (can't help feeling a bit sissy =S) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but i think those people who had their flights detoured from singapore to batam because of the rain are DAMN lucky. heard from my ex-colleague that there sells the best imitation shades of the surfer brands! haha well hope the rain doesnt cause those shops to have to close anw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;alright alright i hope i'll never be caught in the rain without my jacket or windbreaker and wish as much for you too. =D it's christmas in 6 days so dont fall sick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-7045393324578042306?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/7045393324578042306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=7045393324578042306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7045393324578042306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/7045393324578042306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/monsoon.html' title='Monsoon'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-3030872290144684193</id><published>2006-12-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:05:48.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not an emo post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is not an emo post. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had the feeling that u are damn sick of your life right now? it aint the 'wanna end your life' kind but more the 'sick of some things that just happen over and over again' and having 'baggage' that cannot be discarded even when you have identified what kind of personal problem(s) u are having. i guess the worst part is knowing what is wrong but being able to do nth about it. well maybe the second worst part is you cant rely on anyone else in such personal battles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So Sick - NeYo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta change my answering machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now that I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz right now it says that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't come to the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I know it makes no sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz you walked out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But its the only way I hear your voice anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Its ridiculous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Its been months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And for some reason I just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Can't get over us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'm stronger then this, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Enough is enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No more walkin round,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With my head down (Yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so over being blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cryin' over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So tired of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So done with wishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You were still here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So sad and slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So why cant I turn off the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta fix that calendar I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That's marked July 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Because since there's no more you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's no more anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And your memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And now every song reminds me of what used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Leave me alone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Leave me alone (Ooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Stupid love songs) (Hey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't make me think about her smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Or having my first child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Turning off the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus(x3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing that out has kinda made me feel better somewhat. man.. the little wonders of a blog =) told u this is not an emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-3030872290144684193?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/3030872290144684193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=3030872290144684193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3030872290144684193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/3030872290144684193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/have-you-ever-had-feeling-that-u-are.html' title='this is not an emo post'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-614338363065742955</id><published>2006-12-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:35:02.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>block!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dinner with my dad, uncle and grandma (met them at the coffeeshop) consisted of 2 BLOODY BIG crabs, pork ribs and 2 other simple sides. well the freaking bill came up to $107. my dad thought the crabs were small so ordered 2, end up those uncles gave up halfway so i had to eat up a single 1.5kg, $37 dollar sri lankan chilli crab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so there actually goes my 4h of bouldering, 120 sit ups, 60 bicep curls, 60 push ups, 6 laps of breast stroke, 3 laps of freestyle and half lap of butterfly today. =x not to mention 15 min of sauna which felt like eternity with weicheng being the crazy dumping-water-onto-heater-er and making the place damn steamed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;man i hate having mental blocks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-614338363065742955?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/614338363065742955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=614338363065742955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/614338363065742955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/614338363065742955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/block.html' title='block!'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-9211036385465832709</id><published>2006-12-13T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:18:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I RECEIVED A REGISTERED MAIL FROM THE GOVERNMENT TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this indian man asked for Mr Grahum Lim and delivered this letter today.. so it was the government asking me to pay a fine or go to court because of the offense 'riding during the hour of darkness without front light under rule 11 ( 1RT (bicycle) rules.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;20 bucks flying away just cos of some rule that hardly any night biker knew about. haha bloody lame shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahhh watching singapore sail live now from doha is making me miss sailing COMPLETELY. who wanna join me for a course after As drop me a tag pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-9211036385465832709?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/9211036385465832709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=9211036385465832709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/9211036385465832709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/9211036385465832709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-received-registered-mail-from.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-5894894246401707888</id><published>2006-12-12T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:07:25.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i weighed myself at 11 this morning and was at 66kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;got too engrossed in playing ancient games like nba live 2003 and fifa 2002 on my playstation and skipped lunch. (woke up at 11 so no breakfast too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then i weighed myself again at 7.30pm and now i'm 63kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so i'm selling these enjoyable weight-loss methods at a special offer of $39.90 each , if u are interested, i am willing to negotiate a deal to trade ur useless playstation2 and a negotiable fee for my value-added playstation one console plus these games and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RX6YJN3lLrI/AAAAAAAAABs/0adAYryMMkY/s1600-h/Image%28062%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RX6YJN3lLrI/AAAAAAAAABs/0adAYryMMkY/s320/Image%28062%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007607119791599282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe. but seriously i wonder what's up with my metabolism.. think i'd better eat proper balanced meals or that weight lost may be precious muscle mass i need for POWER. but no choice for tonight.. off to curry vegetable instant noodles i go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-5894894246401707888?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/5894894246401707888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=5894894246401707888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5894894246401707888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/5894894246401707888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-weighed-myself-at-11-this-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RX6YJN3lLrI/AAAAAAAAABs/0adAYryMMkY/s72-c/Image%28062%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-8605125568521786452</id><published>2006-12-12T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:42:14.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a friend of mine (you should know him) has a penchant for suddenly talking about a particular worry of his then somehow it starts a LONG discussion about it, then in the heat of the discussion he'll suddenly talk about another worry -_-" everyone has worries and insecurities man, let's just try not to think of them too much about them or you'll make life harder than it already is =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;think about supposedly pensioned civil servants being sacked half a year before retirement..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;SINGAPORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-8605125568521786452?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/8605125568521786452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=8605125568521786452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8605125568521786452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/8605125568521786452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/friend-of-mine-im-sure-we-all-know-who.html' title=''/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120816887175826796.post-6685467289742101046</id><published>2006-12-10T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:41:10.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so.. i am actually blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;First of all, wanna thank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GERALDINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; for painstakingly helping me search for skins and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHUHUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; for helping me finally upload it with the troublesome blogger beta =) THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well anyway since expedition and the most happening week of my hols has already passed, i have nth really compelling to write about now. SO i've come up with an idea that whoever uses in future shall have credit me to, and it is that i'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;comment on a recently uploaded pic i have on friendster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvGVIyFW6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5b_BTk4BVRk/s1600-h/LMSC+2004+Course+2+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvGVIyFW6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5b_BTk4BVRk/s320/LMSC+2004+Course+2+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006813477189540770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was receiving cert of participation in LMSC 2004, this is what i have been up to before my life now in tj as most of you know of it. SGT GRAHAM LIM in sec3 with the most badges among cadets i knew then :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;one of the quotes i took away from that day was "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he who asks questions remains a fool for 5 seconds, he who doesn't ask remains a fool for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" and i managed to remember the 5th 'S' in some "5 S's to leadership" thingy and that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; =) kinda only remembered all these stuff recently when i stumbled on this pic in one of my folders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but would you believe it, that i had kena target in a fun way during the course cos my hair was LONG~ got niao-ed everyday by jit jin (a bloody cool officer in np) say wad i was shooting gatsby commercial.. haha.. cheers bro if you're reading this :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvJ0oyFW8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/f9Fs-79UsuQ/s1600-h/Long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvJ0oyFW8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/f9Fs-79UsuQ/s200/Long.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006817316890303426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wonder what'd they say if i was still a cadet now---&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;done with the reminiscing, this has been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ham the climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvOcoyFXAI/AAAAAAAAABg/dvu2boylIhM/s1600-h/339554080109_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvOcoyFXAI/AAAAAAAAABg/dvu2boylIhM/s320/339554080109_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006822402131581954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KL, Malaysia - Nyamuk, Batu Caves (Sep 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6120816887175826796-6685467289742101046?l=thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/6685467289742101046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6120816887175826796&amp;postID=6685467289742101046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6685467289742101046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120816887175826796/posts/default/6685467289742101046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsindreamland.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-i-am-actually-blogging_10.html' title='so.. i am actually blogging'/><author><name>graham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09087492598899747441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ii3BzY5L5mQ/RXvGVIyFW6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5b_BTk4BVRk/s72-c/LMSC+2004+Course+2+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
