<?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-10298215</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:00:51.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BeLieVe In DrEaMz!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8385894924655601642</id><published>2008-06-25T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:15:01.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We all have visions, goals and expectations to meet. We all splatter, mutter, speak and utter. Of these such things, where are the boundaries set? Imagine this okay, a rubber band you've stretched so hard but it just wouldn't snap. But you know it just would but not yet the time? That is what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone experiences change in the phases of their life. Well, every normal human being would. As a soon-to-be 17 yr old kid preparing for my A Levels next year, I've had those changes. Too much sometimes I might say. And as we were talking about the stretching of the rubber band earlier, yeahp, that much. I had enough of always keeping quiet to things that are sometimes said, acted or delivered overboard. I had enough of always being "Syazwan" who doesn't say things out loud. I had enough of always being discriminated against and never given that chance to withdraw something I am trying to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say alot of different things about other people. People have different perceptions of other people. I love the things I do. I lead my life the way I would think best. I have never put myself the priority. I've always thought 1st for other people before me. I've never paid attention if I was ever going to lose out. All I cared was for them, their feelings. My friends. People pisses you off and you try to shut them off but sometimes you just can't help it because its just  their own mouth? More likely, its just who they are? Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to break any social relationships. Frankly, I have no time. Everyone in the world has friends they can talk/share/speak to. But what is really important is that, friends come and go but TRUE FRIENDS stay. I have felt alone. I have felt not being alone. And to think jealousy is always the starting point of me actually trying to infuse and blow out someone's flame, then that is JUST too much. Human beings, okay be specific, teenagers, are matured young beings who can stand up for their rights and decipher between the right and the wrong. I've never, or at least, tried to push anyone from making their own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through too much. I'm responsible for whatever I have been doing/living as a human being. I try not to sigh and retaliate to words that are never true about me, criticism and ignorance that are far from the truth. Sorry but you have to accept this change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I apologise if this post grumbles any of you. Enough of me respecting others all the time and avoiding what I shouldn't have been all this while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8385894924655601642?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8385894924655601642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8385894924655601642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8385894924655601642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8385894924655601642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-all-have-visions-goals-and.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1107760336920902313</id><published>2008-06-22T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:02.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AscgeTzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3sHAaQ9gheo/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214535813364076338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AscgeTzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3sHAaQ9gheo/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AsukYD2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/rsebGtz1B3o/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214535818212282210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AsukYD2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/rsebGtz1B3o/s320/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_na09Z5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/LVd8TWFGKG8/s1600-h/DSC01676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214534627502155666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_na09Z5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/LVd8TWFGKG8/s320/DSC01676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redang was the SHITzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;[ literally, good poo ]&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the point of me being sick most of the time I was there, I really did enjoy myself. To those who love and adore nature would certainly not want to leave. It's a definitely a separate experience compared to all these years of me travelling [ like I ever travelled outside Asia. Oh wellz ]. Oh, I even tried snorkelling. Heh, I'm not a coward. I was in the ocean of 20 ft deep. Hah. Okay, with life vest on. But the point is... You should get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_oOXMdGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fY_FBGXfQUs/s1600-h/DSC01690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214534641335956578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_oOXMdGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fY_FBGXfQUs/s320/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_nqjZn8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FrOWtqJOGHk/s1600-h/DSC01681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214534631723474882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_nqjZn8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FrOWtqJOGHk/s320/DSC01681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_mzBaEuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/nUbSWKalgNw/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214534616816947938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_mzBaEuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/nUbSWKalgNw/s320/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_oRTKgXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_sgzgPReGKk/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214534642124358002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF2_oRTKgXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_sgzgPReGKk/s320/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AsF1qShI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5utgG2BSxbM/s1600-h/DSC01691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214535807278926354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AsF1qShI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5utgG2BSxbM/s320/DSC01691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1107760336920902313?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1107760336920902313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1107760336920902313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1107760336920902313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1107760336920902313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/redang-was-shitzzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SF3AscgeTzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3sHAaQ9gheo/s72-c/DSC01734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-2124721594738179491</id><published>2008-06-18T04:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T04:47:57.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AsrYK2rHSq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AsrYK2rHSq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="150" height="55" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/fl9ZE46/music/dFejTKSN/syazwan_muhd_usah_bersalah/"&gt;Usah Bersalah - Syazwan Muhd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usah Bersalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Masihkah Engkau Ingati Semua?&lt;br /&gt;Tangisan, Dusta, Indah Sebaliknya&lt;br /&gt;Ku Takkan Pernah&lt;br /&gt;Berasa Kesalan&lt;br /&gt;Tatkala Impian&lt;br /&gt;Hebatnya Jika Ku Punya Kuasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, Jangan Pernah Rasa Bersalah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Masanya Kita Berdua&lt;br /&gt;Begitu Cerianya&lt;br /&gt;Setiap Masa&lt;br /&gt;Terima Kasih Cinta&lt;br /&gt;Jangan Berdusta&lt;br /&gt;Lihatlah SinarNya&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, Usah Bersalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Belaian, Sentuhan Kita Berdua&lt;br /&gt;Di SisiMu, Ku Takkan Pernah Lupa&lt;br /&gt;Ku Takkan Pernah&lt;br /&gt;Berasa Kesalan&lt;br /&gt;Tatkala Impian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebatnya Jika Ku Punya Kuasa&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, Jangan Pernah Rasa Bersalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Ku Berharap Engkau Masih Mengingati Semua&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ceritera Cinta Ini&lt;br /&gt;Kan Menjadi Peninggalan Berharga…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayang, Usah Bersalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm really sorry I couldn't translate this. Heh. I don't know how. Will need an expert.&lt;br /&gt;Be back on this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm taking the silent exit"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-2124721594738179491?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2124721594738179491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=2124721594738179491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2124721594738179491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2124721594738179491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/usah-bersalah-syazwan-muhd-usah.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4165600698362327706</id><published>2008-06-18T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T01:05:48.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before you take an exit,&lt;br /&gt;regardless if you've blog-hopped, 1st timers to this blog or the very true frequent people.&lt;br /&gt;Please spare your 5 minutes (maybe less) by doing this survey.&lt;br /&gt;It's for my Project Work and it determines half my life for the A Levels.&lt;br /&gt;Gladly appreciated in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Syazwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my project is about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Well, my group basically is basically investigating of how receptive HIV/Aids is in Singapore. Through this amazing individual named Joey DiPaolo, we have decided to do a proposal of a reality programme titled "DiscriminAID" whereby participants (schooling youths) go on a attachment (better word, "participate) in this reality programme. They are given video cameras, writing journals. The entire programme lasts of 3 months. And from there, the viewers watching the programme can learn and have a greater understanding of the ability to receive AIDS through the LESSONS LEARNT BY THE PARTICIPANTS that are mostly focused in the entire programme. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Aids Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=Om7cI1HpsQK2_2bYfo_2fhi1Cg_3d_3d"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=Om7cI1HpsQK2_2bYfo_2fhi1Cg_3d_3d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Television cum "DiscriminAID" Reality Programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=o6PrPqji9A2gSuXFbJEe_2bQ_3d_3d"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=o6PrPqji9A2gSuXFbJEe_2bQ_3d_3d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) AIDS Programme cum Orchard Road Exhibition Launch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=MQZfFDBRCMh6l2qaStJ9Jw_3d_3d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-4165600698362327706?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4165600698362327706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4165600698362327706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4165600698362327706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4165600698362327706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/before-you-take-exit-regardless-if.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3293389292359435232</id><published>2008-06-16T13:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:05.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like people who uses livjournal.&lt;br /&gt;They don't let me comment on their posts.&lt;br /&gt;Either that, its private.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, you know I like to say things right.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you hindering all these?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not doing any finger-pointing. Ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, the pictures prior to the outing to Singapore Botanical Gardens. The uploader didn't die on me finally. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-zmxtzqI/AAAAAAAAANo/isdYsmpBGH0/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212352306287070882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-zmxtzqI/AAAAAAAAANo/isdYsmpBGH0/s320/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-zJu2sxI/AAAAAAAAANg/5s0p1RcWGk0/s1600-h/DSC01539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212352298490442514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-zJu2sxI/AAAAAAAAANg/5s0p1RcWGk0/s320/DSC01539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-ypvPPkI/AAAAAAAAANY/Opo-tKK4WwM/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212352289902116418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-ypvPPkI/AAAAAAAAANY/Opo-tKK4WwM/s320/DSC01532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFYB8VYHvuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/CJcOOAbuIH8/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212355754770022114" style="WIDTH: 210px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFYDaKggQfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wsxkrrm5Vuc/s320/DSC01606.JPG" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFYGS5HSsbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JZqKXxkE_W0/s1600-h/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212360540366746034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFYGS5HSsbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JZqKXxkE_W0/s320/DSC01631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFYDZt-dIfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Wo_gYG2sLeA/s1600-h/DSC01591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212357359101092338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFYDZt-dIfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Wo_gYG2sLeA/s320/DSC01591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3293389292359435232?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3293389292359435232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3293389292359435232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3293389292359435232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3293389292359435232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-like-people-who-uses-livjournal.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SFX-zmxtzqI/AAAAAAAAANo/isdYsmpBGH0/s72-c/DSC01541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1198790378626592061</id><published>2008-06-13T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:35:28.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime when I click "New Post", I lose interest in posting. Okay, this time I shall have this inner ability to try NOT to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a blast and new records being set. Really. Stop giving the face.&lt;br /&gt;Okay we'll go from day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Aisyah's 17th Birthday Party was the S.H.I.T! and PW&lt;br /&gt;Free food. Okay, no. Aisyah's birthday party was awesome. And I knew the birthday gift Astrini and I gave was the best. Really. Unfortunately, we got to know that the BBQ was cancelled last minute so instead, there were buffet food. Sad right. I've been looking forward to BBQ food for so long since February. Yeahs. But oh well. Hah. The arcade trip and SOCCER was awesome as well. We should have a league one day to those who came. I had so much fun. Thank you Aisyah. If it wasn't for you being humble to invite me, I wouldn't have enjoyed myself. =D FOOD WAS AWESOME. Have to emphasise on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously need to put this in. To those who call yourself Aisyah's friend and didnt actually turn up, or did (for 10 minutes), seriously don't bother coming next time. You guys don't even have the respect for firstly, Aisyah herself, secondly her parents. If those "diva" attitudes or "I'm your friend but I have more important things to do", don't bother turning up. I mean it really. FU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW meeting finally happened! YES! Seriously, we're behind super duper back in time than the rest. I don't want to say anything here cause I believe that I do not want to be in trouble. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Home. I was really tired. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Had Maths Emergency Consultation. I just realised I am still sucky in Higher One Mathematics. Hah, so much for yearning to take Higher Two Mathematics. Go and kill yourself Syazwan. But okay, Mr Koh was being patient with me. Thanks Mr Koh for the really valuable 2 hours. Hee. So okay, Zuhairee, Pei Ying, Clarissa and me went to have lunch at KFC (ZINGER BABY!). Big Bird and Coconut left and the 2 of us joined Aisha and the rest to study. Okay, Wednesday on basically proper studying. 9.30-4.00. I then left for the airport to go meet Astrini and Cassie. Cassie left and we got free food for dinner. Ma'az rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - A02 Meet cum Jaclyn's Pre-Birthday Bash at Singapore Botanical Gardens. I miss them. Really I do miss them. AND IM STILL ANGRY THAT MY EGGS ARE NOT CONSUMED AND LEFT TO ROT! HAHA. Allright so anyway, can we get this part for the pictures to do the talking? Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay if you guys have already got bored of this, remember I said &lt;em&gt;"new records being set"&lt;/em&gt; ? I'm listing it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went to the airport from Tuesday to Thursday straight. My officially 2nd home.&lt;br /&gt;2. I step foot on Singapore Botanical Gardens for the 1st time. Loyal Singaporean I might say.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wore slippers to anywhere I went/wondered the entire week.&lt;br /&gt;4. I played proper soccer. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;5. I wore my cap the entire week. Blame the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done. Bye. YES. Mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just am very clueless to how I'm going to go about with this. I mean, its hard for me to comprehend you and you to comprehend me. It's as if there's just this boundary between me and you that is preventing us from actually talking proper. Then again, I am not sure how I should really evaluate what I feel. I am scared, feel useless and hopeless. It's like hoping for something you already know it's not going to happen. And that really sucks. I'm really dumbfounded. Thanks. (Only those would understand what I mean with this).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1198790378626592061?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1198790378626592061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1198790378626592061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1198790378626592061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1198790378626592061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/everytime-when-i-click-new-post-i-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-318359353311120563</id><published>2008-06-12T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:34:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Upon The Arrival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All That Unseemingly Wait.&lt;br /&gt;As If She Was On Migrate.&lt;br /&gt;Telling Them It Was All A Game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-318359353311120563?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/318359353311120563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=318359353311120563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/318359353311120563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/318359353311120563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/upon-arrival-all-that-unseemingly-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-394167653046272365</id><published>2008-06-09T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:25:26.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week for the so-called hardcore studying.&lt;br /&gt;Okay mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;I did half the maths syllabus for SA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe its stupid cause its only 4 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;Saying you completed half means only 2 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;Dang it.&lt;br /&gt;But oh wells. (ZAHIDAH I MISS YOU LA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today. I sent off the brother for Langkawi. Step 3 hari jer. Podahlaa. Longer would be fun. The computer is all mine!! NYAHAHAH. Right, maybe I should name this computer. Seriously? Any thoughts? I was thinking of Pushing Daisies. HAHA. That show funny bodoh I tell you. FYI, it debuted today at 10.30pm. Since I had nothing to do at my aunt's house just now, it was the only time I could touch the remote. It is seemingly hilarious but questionable too. I mean, who in the world can actually wake the dead. THAT IS SOMETHING SCIENTISTS HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT. Then again, its a joy watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this for example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't touch me nor can I cause if you do, I'll lose you forever". Thats what the lead actor said to the girl he likes who actually died by getting killed in a cruise.&lt;br /&gt;So supposedly, he is allowed to wake the dead up only once, for, if he touches or that dead-alive person touches him, that dead-alive person is dead forever. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Go watch. Don't judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I actually told Astrini I was supposed to go hardcore studying. Putting the word "hardcore" seems like I'm having sex with studying. Disgusting. Okay I actually forgot to bring Maths today. Cause after Airport, I actually went to TM. Sorryla, not yet THAT discipline. Haha. Sorry Ms Leow.  What was the real reason was that I woke up the last and the family was running preeetttyyy late for the airport. So yeah, I was trying to control my uncontrollable hair so I actually forgot to bring Maths la. Thats why you see I could watch TV at my aunt's house. HEH. SORRY LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Astrini sayang, yes I read your blog. AWWW. But I looked like I had back problems sah. AND WHY BACK PICTURES? AKU BURUK SANGAT KE PER! Aku tau uh. But you can't blame ketentuan Yang Maha Esa right? All the vulgarities in the world sah. Cheyy step jer. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-394167653046272365?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/394167653046272365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=394167653046272365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/394167653046272365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/394167653046272365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-week-for-so-called-hardcore.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3156183518176930052</id><published>2008-06-04T10:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:06:47.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On A Happier Note, I might say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's trip with the fellow AMIGGOOOS were hella fun. As always, actually. Right Cass? Right Ast? Haha, at first, there was this slight confusion of the actual meeting time. See MSN sucks. This is what happens when you talk too fast and both of you comprehends different things. So, yeahp. I was late la. Dah salah amek notice per! Ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had late lunch at Fish and Co and were already full macam nak mampos. So we decided that we should reminicse (how to spell?) our childhood memories and we got onto a trolley. Ast step like she got face, didnt wanna to be on the trolley. So, she pushed instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire time at the Viewing Mall was hi-laaaa--riooouusss! Cass, hand me over all the videos. It should be featured. =D Oh so at the same time, I was there to send off the Art Students for New York. Sad, didn't manage to go. My EduSave had only 4 bucks left. WhatTHE. The entire trip actually cost-ed around $30000? Yeahp. Around there. It's okay. There's always Cairo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss Zah and MADDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire post looks really summarised. Oh wells. Till the next HAPPY post! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arini&lt;/strong&gt;: TAU TKPER. Ala, dah berapa banyak cili dah ditelan. Tk kesan pedasnyer. Isshed. Eh what's your blog url?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasri&lt;/strong&gt;: HELLO! "eh besar nyer besar nyer!" HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AllyME&lt;/strong&gt;: True and doesnt mean its your blog, means no one can't see it. =D See ya on the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAHLIA&lt;/strong&gt;: a'ah la. you jgn affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hanny&lt;/strong&gt;: I think I remembered you but your blog seems to say "Blog Not Found".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aica&lt;/strong&gt;: YEEEESSSAAAHHH! Water gun behbeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3156183518176930052?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3156183518176930052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3156183518176930052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3156183518176930052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3156183518176930052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-happier-note-i-might-say-mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8655015454688747583</id><published>2008-06-03T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:02:57.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh tolong eh, I have 2 freaking eyes to see and read carefully. Don't get or make this like I'm making a personal attack on anyone. Like i said, siapa yang makan cili, dia yang terasa pedas. QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to the TPJC Cast, thanks for trying". WOW. u call that criticism? WHATS THAT. more like demoralising. sorry larh eyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jgn nak berbual professional kat sini erhk. Jaga bahasa yang empunya. Kalau tak ader angin, takkan ader ributnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8655015454688747583?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8655015454688747583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8655015454688747583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8655015454688747583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8655015454688747583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/reply-to-tags-eh-tolong-eh-i-have-2.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6670136436667144173</id><published>2008-06-01T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:29:13.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If Bitchy's The Way For You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(link extracted out) Coward blogger actually deleted it off. HAH. If freedom of speech was the case, then it wouldnt be to the resort of extracting the comment. TAKOT KE PER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I shouldnt be wasting my time doing this or even thinking about this. But there's just this need to actually say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously person, if Manifestasi wasn't worth it, it wouldnt be held annually nor would the tickets be sold out even before it got on public. Thank your lucky star for getting one and wow would all the performers gladly trade you for someone more deserving. Erm lets see, Berita Harian allowed a space for this Manifestasi 2 weeks before showtime. What does that imply? Credibility. Definitely. And even if you would compare TP's production, who would care? Talk about people not being at more than two plays ? Well speak it for yourself when you're there at TP cause you had to support your sister. And what does that make you? Only 2 plays for you to compare? Right. And should I recall again, was TP actually featured in the media? Oops, NO UNFORTUNATELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stop acting like you could utter or speak malay properly in the 1st place to evaluate such opinion. If 5 dollars wasnt worth it, well I would gladly be nice to say that if you had offered me 5 dollars, I'll gladly used hell money instead. Talk about not understanding the storyline. Hah, bet you're too busy changing places to even notice the motion and words on stage. Bullshit. Seriously, call me a dickhead for doing this thing and overreacting but the least you can do was to credit the hardwork and effort everyone has put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa yang makan cili, dia yang terasa pedas. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks for trying". Well thanks for coming. Hope to NOT see you next year. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6670136436667144173?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6670136436667144173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6670136436667144173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6670136436667144173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6670136436667144173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-bitchys-way-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8685017731491155604</id><published>2008-05-31T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:05.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello awesome-ness people.&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up from my yet already achieved desired rest.&lt;br /&gt;And I dreamt about Manifest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFQAga-JXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fUnnMpS2L3U/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206530613850285426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFQAga-JXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fUnnMpS2L3U/s320/DSC01445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Manifestasi 2008 has left a very deep impression of me. It thought me courage, team spirit, perserverance, diligence and resilience. Everyone, I agree, is going to miss it. I am too actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFQAAa-JWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/b4ofIDx7Q6Q/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206530605260350818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFQAAa-JWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/b4ofIDx7Q6Q/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my part, I have to thank,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Zul, Khai, Zeem, Raudha, Ast, Tiq, Shafiq&lt;/strong&gt; and those who have used up their Friday evening to attend. THANK YOU! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFP_wa-JVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PCX__zDDRo0/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206530600965383506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFP_wa-JVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PCX__zDDRo0/s320/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Satria Kirana&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Auk-auk(s) - the everything a dikir must have, thank you. Your karut will look like super clowny without you guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;Seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Oni, continue inspiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFP_Aa-JTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/PpyM5KG9XTM/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206530588080481586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFP_Aa-JTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/PpyM5KG9XTM/s320/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Sinar Kencana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Adilin, Sadik, Ahmad, Syaf and Khalis. LOVE YOU ALL LA. =D&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Directors&lt;/strong&gt; for making all this possible.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Everyone&lt;/strong&gt; involved. The addition of colours was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFP_ga-JUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aCNQ8OiEfw8/s1600-h/DSC01434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206530596670416194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFP_ga-JUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aCNQ8OiEfw8/s320/DSC01434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pardon the make up la. Shut up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8685017731491155604?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8685017731491155604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8685017731491155604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8685017731491155604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8685017731491155604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-awesome-ness-people.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SEFQAga-JXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fUnnMpS2L3U/s72-c/DSC01445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-2560386514206573538</id><published>2008-05-22T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:00:37.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe it was just simply infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just a slip of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just what it was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-2560386514206573538?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2560386514206573538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=2560386514206573538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2560386514206573538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2560386514206573538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/d.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3694394355897585302</id><published>2008-05-21T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:12:36.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Manifestasi matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS A SOLD OUT SHOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3694394355897585302?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3694394355897585302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3694394355897585302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3694394355897585302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3694394355897585302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/manifestasi-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-7380671901182250846</id><published>2008-05-20T19:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:06.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK1ONrvfBI/AAAAAAAAALY/LX7hXkGqU6E/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202419775362268178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK1ONrvfBI/AAAAAAAAALY/LX7hXkGqU6E/s320/DSC01305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fantastic Vesak cum Weekend Escapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday, 16th May 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Stardust 2008 Finals. Had a great night and catch-up session with Ast (!!) and Cassie (!!) at McDonalds afterthat. Cabbed home. My goodness my pocket got hole cannot sew back sia. Okay, hope you guys understood that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK2X9rvfEI/AAAAAAAAALw/ITVVMqfHeoo/s1600-h/S5000516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202421042377620546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK2X9rvfEI/AAAAAAAAALw/ITVVMqfHeoo/s320/S5000516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Proud of you Farhan. YOU DID AWEEESSSOOMMME. No win doesnt mean no good. Give it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK2YNrvfFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/GZPWTfcgZIM/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202421046672587858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK2YNrvfFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/GZPWTfcgZIM/s320/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 17th May 2008&lt;br /&gt;Not so EXCITING ENOUGH. But had free food. Tampines Junior College had its 21st College Day. I was down for duty for FOOD. EHEM. Of course. Yours truly. They had food from the likes of samosa to soon kueh but no rice la. Only mee goreng. It tastes like plastic.&lt;br /&gt;Had dikir practice till 11pm. All set for Manifestasi baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK2_drvfGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/M0SE1NhLS4s/s1600-h/DSC01303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202421720982453346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK2_drvfGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/M0SE1NhLS4s/s320/DSC01303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S No Ms Leow seriously it tastes like plastic. You would have agreed with me. =D Peace y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 18th May 2008&lt;br /&gt;Maddy Maddy Maddy Maddy! Okay I think she's going to get annoyed at it sooner or later. Sorry Chinese Tea. So I was really bored with studying by myself at home and .. oh wait. It was Zansher who msg-ed me in last night asking me to go and study. I was asleep. Anyway, I got excited and actually sms-ed him back. Went to go get the costumes for Combo Music that morning. So yeah, I didn't wanna go home. So why not study right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zan didnt actually replied my msg till 12. "Syazwan I just woke up la". Chinabei. Planned at 2. Was all by myself at bugis at 1. Seriously, I was practically like a lost soul. I was wondering around, killing time, went in and out of Art Friend within 2 minutes and read JT's biography till Maddy arrived. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK1O9rvfCI/AAAAAAAAALg/hn5CA_TUIOo/s1600-h/DSC01307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202419788247170082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK1O9rvfCI/AAAAAAAAALg/hn5CA_TUIOo/s320/DSC01307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Studying with Maddy makes you kill yourself seriously. My goodness that woman can remember everything economical by heart. Brava! Anyway, Zan came and Pei Ying followed suit. Worthwhile studying experience I might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at ever so famous Tong Seng. Food nice okay. Shut up. Thank me you 3. Then, we paid a little visit to the Topman's Mid-Summer Sale. B-O-R-I-N-G. Bugis Street across-ed the street before we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 19th May 2008&lt;br /&gt;VESAK DAY. HAPPY VESAK DAY. Zuhairee bugged me for causes of Net Exports. Then sms-ed me to go study. So 12, met at T3. Initially, we had intended to go to the library. So people whom don't frequently visit the library are unaware that it closes during Public Holidays. SHUDDUP. Left at 4.30. Had dikir prac and it ended really late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It wouldn't kill to see an imperfect side of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh anyway, what do you guys think of my rendition of Mariah Carey's "Bye Bye" ? Comment ya. Tagboard Tagboard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-7380671901182250846?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7380671901182250846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=7380671901182250846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7380671901182250846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7380671901182250846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/fantastic-vesak-cum-weekend-escapade.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SDK1ONrvfBI/AAAAAAAAALY/LX7hXkGqU6E/s72-c/DSC01305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8401913642820936477</id><published>2008-05-12T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:39:23.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why should YOU go to this year's Manifestasi: Penemuan Dalam Pertemuan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The title makes you wonder. It gives you the answer if you experience it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2. NO EXTERNAL CONDUCTORS/TRAINERS. Just TPJC students. R.A.W&lt;br /&gt;3. Everything is ORIGINAL.&lt;br /&gt;4. Casts are 1st timers. Watch them!&lt;br /&gt;5. Its worth the 5 bucks for a whole night of musical, drama and dance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Its this year's anticipated event for a JC.&lt;br /&gt;7. Its a friday night. Stop worrying for the need to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;8. It's only 5 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;9. Refer to No.8&lt;br /&gt;10. GO. You won't regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8401913642820936477?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8401913642820936477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8401913642820936477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8401913642820936477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8401913642820936477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-should-you-go-to-this-years.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring Oustanding Performances by: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sinar Kencana (Combo Music)&lt;br /&gt;Satria Kirana (Dikir)&lt;br /&gt;Ayunan Dewi (Dikir)&lt;br /&gt;Kayangan Lestari (Dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(leave a msg at the tagboard if you need a ticket!) =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8673722184555059239?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8673722184555059239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8673722184555059239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8673722184555059239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ESSAY!&lt;br /&gt;WHATTHE...&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS NOT A GOOD START.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS LESS THAN 2 WEEKS TO COMMON TEST.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-770388556448182693?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/770388556448182693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=770388556448182693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/770388556448182693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/770388556448182693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-serious-note.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6966316839782683592</id><published>2008-05-04T11:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:09.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01kVHbLNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_Vqxfi4LDgQ/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368443315268818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01kVHbLNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_Vqxfi4LDgQ/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY! It's been ages since I've got to meet them. And finally. Oh right. Okay. Let's start. Astrini, Denise, Cass, skinny-NAB and I actually went out! WOOOTS! Allright so anyway, I bugged Ast to accompany me for my jab appointment (stupid, who goes for jab alone right? Okay maybe I'm the only one who doesn't) at TTSH at 10am. Yeah, that far and THAT early. Though, Amirah (another Cambodia-ee) tagged along. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB00eFHbLMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JBYkREB1iXw/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196367236429458626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB00eFHbLMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JBYkREB1iXw/s320/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we arrived, we realised that the school didn't actually cover for the jab. In other words, I had to pay instead of the school paying for us already. WTF. PRCS SUCKS. Don't you guys think its relatively dumb that you paid for the students only half of the entire jab course? Dumb right? Yeahp. And it wasn't cheap anyways. So yeah. PRCS, we need an explaination! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01klHbLOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nd8ZeHHis4w/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368447610236130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01klHbLOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nd8ZeHHis4w/s320/DSC01218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I guessed I make a lot of new discoveries, if you guys have followed through this rant. Each paragraph states one. =) Thirdly, I discovered that Old Chang Kee actually had a restaurant version of it! Serious! Okay don't give me that look. I've not been out and about for so long already. Shut up. It's called TAKE-5. The food was nice but it was a lil' ex la for a name called after Old Chang Kee that sells Sotong OnStick, Popiah-O and Prawn OnStick. So anyway... I had to eat. I was hungry. Didn't had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB00d1HbLLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pZ5x5ZzP44Q/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196367232134491314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB00d1HbLLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pZ5x5ZzP44Q/s320/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 1.30, we were at Raffles City, lingering around. You see, NabNab was supposed to meet us at 1 but she actually left her house all the way back in Pasir Ris the same time. Yeah, that explains it all. HECK WAS SHE SO SKINNY SAH! Better than me. You see, now I'm thinking that actually Indonesian Sinetrons is indeed helpful. Right NabNab? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01l1HbLRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FDj-NIr0QTU/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368469085072658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01l1HbLRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FDj-NIr0QTU/s320/DSC01224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Astrini was desperate to go to this MAAD Exhibition over at The Red Dot. Basically, this places exposes potential designers who actually make their own designs, irregardless of apparels, accesorise and etc. The prices are okay, normal as those in FarEast and along town. Didn't get anything though. Pokai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01llHbLQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e9mTdKVLV7w/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368464790105346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01llHbLQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e9mTdKVLV7w/s320/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Doop-ed at Starbucks while waited for Cassie and Denise to come from work. It was fun la. Thanks ast, for the drink. We actually had so much fun listening to NabNab's Poly escapade, from how she gets stares from Year 3 mats to the technique of taking pictures discriminately (I will try soon) . Poly sounds fun for her. Ast told us about her Lon-don trip (she was there for a bloody month). Wahh piang! Thanks for the GAP Shirt. Love it! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB02blHbLSI/AAAAAAAAALA/TxbRXwnxtz0/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196369392503041314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB02blHbLSI/AAAAAAAAALA/TxbRXwnxtz0/s320/DSC01221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the entire group actually settled, we went to Esplanade. to do what? They thought my camera was better than the neoprint machine. Took pictures of course! Girls what, what do you expect? Haha. So at 7, we actually left individually. Ast had to go to her grandmum's house, Denise had to go collect her keys, Cassie had to go for dinner with her parents and Nab seriously wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB02b1HbLTI/AAAAAAAAALI/e9I4pQpGehk/s1600-h/DSC01239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196369396798008626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB02b1HbLTI/AAAAAAAAALI/e9I4pQpGehk/s320/DSC01239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I for myself went to East Coast to celebrate my aunt's 54th birthday. Happy Birthday MAK LONG! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01lFHbLPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XillO33lfxE/s1600-h/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196368456200170738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01lFHbLPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XillO33lfxE/s320/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Allright. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;This is how my Saturday should be spent?&lt;br /&gt;I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;It's true I guess when they say JC Students = School.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6966316839782683592?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6966316839782683592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6966316839782683592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6966316839782683592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6966316839782683592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-finally-finally-its-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SB01kVHbLNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_Vqxfi4LDgQ/s72-c/DSC01233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6400218127485038319</id><published>2008-05-03T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:07:59.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just a random post.&lt;br /&gt;Note: It's not a chain-question thing where you read a person's blog, and you got to know that you are required to do the same thing what the blogger's has done. This is just R.A.N.D.O.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What I miss about things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. The Monday Outings with theTRIOs after school.&lt;br /&gt;B. A02 (PAE)&lt;br /&gt;C. Secondary School Friends whom are very dearly missed. (Nabilah, Syafiqa, Li Qiang, those whom I've not seen for a very long time)&lt;br /&gt;D. The constant fast-food escapade before Higher Malay Lessons.&lt;br /&gt;E. Higher Malay&lt;br /&gt;F. Inspirational Cikgu Afidah&lt;br /&gt;G. The whole Higher Malay Class.&lt;br /&gt;H. Not forgetting 4.5. I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I. And the very patient teachers.&lt;br /&gt;J. I miss my late grandads.&lt;br /&gt;K. Who constantly will tour with me around Singapore in buses. Even in the midst of night-time.&lt;br /&gt;L. Those immature periods where carefree was all in the vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;M. Zul.&lt;br /&gt;N. Khai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What I am happy about things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Junior College&lt;br /&gt;B. Good O Level Passes.&lt;br /&gt;C. Ao5!&lt;br /&gt;D. Biol friends whom doesnt make me look foolish. Love you all behbeh&lt;br /&gt;E. Su Suan !! hahaha. MY BONE PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;F. Zahidah. OH WEELLS.&lt;br /&gt;G. Zuhairee. I don't like GLOBALISATION&lt;br /&gt;H. Ao5 AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I. Chinese Tea. (Maddy, Milo is sorry)&lt;br /&gt;J. THE ART TROOP.&lt;br /&gt;K. Sastera.&lt;br /&gt;L. Music Combo&lt;br /&gt;M. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously delusional. I can conclude from that. No, no I'm not dying. It's just the thought of doing this dumb thing. Have a nice day. Blessings for a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6400218127485038319?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6400218127485038319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6400218127485038319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6400218127485038319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6400218127485038319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-just-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3895950358500141326</id><published>2008-04-30T16:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:10.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzz1HbLKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jLzBRImTE6Q/s1600-h/DSC01181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194959135696432290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzz1HbLKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jLzBRImTE6Q/s320/DSC01181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;TPJC held its 23rd Annual Sports Day a while ago. Heck was it so fun! Can you believe it that TPJC is already 23 years old? The JC2s were more of the i-know-what's-going-to-happen and they undeniably stood to that acclaim. Each house captain, alongside its EXCO members, vent enthusiasm and excitement for the J1s, who were the 1st-timers in experiencing a sports even in TPJC. It was a once in a bluemoon sight for such a chaotic and kecoh surrounding in TPJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgyzVHbLGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/RUJ5nOZUKGw/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194958027594869858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgyzVHbLGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/RUJ5nOZUKGw/s320/DSC01179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Guess what! 08A05 stood proud once again. We eventually co-emerged 2nd with S05 (see no.5 are awesome!) for the Novelty Event which contributed to the overall victory for Hawk. YES! 3 times in a row champion! Beat that baby. As were the rest of the houses. They were equally lively and cheerful and it wasn't a barrier as what it may seems to sound like. Sports Day looked like it was one of the days where the TPJC Family actually enjoyed themselves together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzZFHbLII/AAAAAAAAAJw/ClBVPnw3PbM/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194958676134931586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzZFHbLII/AAAAAAAAAJw/ClBVPnw3PbM/s320/DSC01182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hawk boleh!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hawk boleh!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hawk boleh, Ah Hawk boleh.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hawk boleh, Ah Hawk boleh.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hawk boleh, Ah Hawk boleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO! Relive the excitement! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzZlHbLJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IcaofhSLoMk/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194958684724866194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzZlHbLJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IcaofhSLoMk/s320/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3895950358500141326?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3895950358500141326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3895950358500141326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3895950358500141326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3895950358500141326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/tpjc-held-its-23rd-annual-sports-day.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBgzz1HbLKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jLzBRImTE6Q/s72-c/DSC01181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-9051117462966678623</id><published>2008-04-27T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:11.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPt3FHbLBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_N5w6vrGEB8/s1600-h/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193756325810220050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPt3FHbLBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_N5w6vrGEB8/s320/DSC01125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out And About With Cassie PompieePiee and Farhann-eyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually me, Cassie, Astrini and Nab Nab were supposed to go out since it was all planned so well. Then, Ast had stomach flu. So since Cass was already out from the doctor's, she told me to just move with the plan. I had to buy my new school shoes anyway so tadaa we went from City Hall to eat and then to Orchard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPu7lHbLDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sFCve2ZhBaI/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193757502631259186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPu7lHbLDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sFCve2ZhBaI/s320/DSC01146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Cassandra Amanda Goh so much sial! I grew much more taller than her. Yes, really. And you know how when you don't meet someone for so long, you actually talked and don't actually stop talking? MHMM MHMM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193756879861001250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPuXVHbLCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3cyO-rhKQBU/s320/DSC01132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we had lunch at Cavana. Expensive sak the food. And the chicken was too hard to be bitten off. WHATTHE. Oh and Cassie has nice hair now. Seriously, I don't know where I'm going about in this post... so can i just post pictures instead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPvpVHbLEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BhJHxFcW1Zk/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193758288610274370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPvpVHbLEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BhJHxFcW1Zk/s320/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Farhan actually selit around 4.30pm after his chinese interview with i-forgot-his-name at some Music School for Stardust. He had dinner, while we watched, at Warong M.Nasir. Food didn't look as bad. It was sure delicious since the plate went empty clean. Right Farhan? Okay really.. I have no idea on what to write... Here, the pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPwTVHbLFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8IWFH9KJGrY/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193759010164780114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPwTVHbLFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8IWFH9KJGrY/s320/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-9051117462966678623?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/9051117462966678623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=9051117462966678623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9051117462966678623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9051117462966678623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-and-about-with-cassie-pompieepiee.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SBPt3FHbLBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_N5w6vrGEB8/s72-c/DSC01125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-383590752741007456</id><published>2008-04-20T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:11.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SApDQivj3jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JynF9_eEg04/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191035471981174322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SApDQivj3jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JynF9_eEg04/s320/DSC01060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Zahidah a.k.a the Biolin, &lt;/p&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY BABE! Wow, as in Wow! its amazing you're already 17 sei. Ya Allah, perangai nauzubillah subhanallah. Never mind. People like me will always like and remember you for that. It's been only *fingers start counting 4 months since I knew you but hell we'll talk like you've been away in Kenya for 4 years and just came back last year. Thanks for making me feel good, got biol-biol same same mah... Kau gerek bodoh. Oh, I will get you a birthday present. Just that I'm financially unstable right now to the extend I might eat the grass outside my home. Nevertheless, have a flan-tastic birthday celebration today ya? Have fun. (Be thankful cause you get a birthday shout-out from me. Not all dapat sak). Continue to biol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th. Cheers to the more biol moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan&lt;br /&gt;(Best Person On Earth)&lt;br /&gt;0000 hrs&lt;br /&gt;20 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-383590752741007456?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/383590752741007456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=383590752741007456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/383590752741007456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/383590752741007456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/zahidah.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/SApDQivj3jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/JynF9_eEg04/s72-c/DSC01060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4736162900189632665</id><published>2008-04-13T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:06:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Source: &lt;a href="http://www.msn.com/"&gt;www.msn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called love at first sight, and if you don't believe in it, then you're out of step with the latest research on the human face and sexual behaviour published by scientists in Britain Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;In the study of 700 twenty something heterosexuals by the universities of Durham, St Andrews and Aberdeen, results showed that one look can be enough to gauge whether a long-term relationship is on the cards, or just a one-night stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the research entitled "Evolution and Human Behaviour", subtle sexual signals emanate from the shape of the jaw, nose size or narrowness of the eyes -- although people were not always sure about their judgments, the authors noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lots of previous studies have shown that people can judge a lot about a person from their face, including things like health and even some personality traits like introversion," said Ben Jones, from the University of Aberdeen's Face Research Lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But this really is the first study to show that people are also sensitive to subtle facial signals about the type of romantic relationships that others might enjoy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men with traits perceived as more virile -- square jaws, larger noses and smaller-then-average eyes -- were more regularly imagined by women as chasing short-term gratification.&lt;br /&gt;The study added that women who give off come-to-bed looks are considered the most attractive by both men and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our results suggest that although some people can judge the sexual strategy of others simply from looking at their face, people are not always sure about their judgments possibly because the cues are very subtle," added Lynda Boothroyd from Durham University's Psychology Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yet preferences for different types of face were actually quite strong.&lt;br /&gt;"This shows that these initial impressions may be part of how we assess potential mates -- or potential rivals -- when we first meet them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face it. Sex starts from the nose, jaw and face. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-4736162900189632665?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4736162900189632665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4736162900189632665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4736162900189632665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4736162900189632665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/source-www.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8453308073832806030</id><published>2008-04-07T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:52:53.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I need a girlfriend. Yes, I mean it. This random post in the reason why it got randomly posted here on the blog. I'm physically bored and trying to enjoy my days studying and doing more maths probability which I know I kinda sucked but I refused to give up. Call for utmost patience. I tried doing the tutorial wksht for already 5 times. What does that say? YES. It's PATIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this is the theory I ought to come out on why a girlfriend is beneficial. 1stly, she wouldn't make me more crazier, I get more controlled and less goofy. I've had enough embarassing myself in school already by tripping, hopping and grazing. Right, I told you I ought to come up with a nice layout done theory so take this 1st point in view k for now? I can't think la except numbers and numerals and more.. numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life. Sucks to be Syazwan. No no it doesn't when you have the SUB Salesgirl to look at everyday. =DDDDDDD &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jambu nak mampos I tell you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to rub in it one more time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burberry: Are for old people who live life playing golf? Wait, cricket. Golfers don't wear Burberry. They wear Ashworth. Not even horse riders I might say..&lt;br /&gt;Louis Vuitton: One word - OVERRATED&lt;br /&gt;Prada: Highly sophisticated middle-aged metrosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;Gucci: For the highly status working people who don't use them for a movie outing.&lt;br /&gt;Zara: For the working business people who travels alot by PLANE, not buses. Like the use of the sling bag.&lt;/em&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/10298215-8453308073832806030?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8453308073832806030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8453308073832806030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8453308073832806030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8453308073832806030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-i-need-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-424417492262077571</id><published>2008-04-06T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:26:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE NOMINATIONS FOR THE 15th Malaysian Music Industry Awards a.k.a Malaysian Grammys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Male Vocal Performance In An Album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aliff Aziz - Aliff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Faizal Tahir - Aku.Muzik.Kamu&lt;br /&gt;Hazami - Nyata&lt;br /&gt;Kaer Azami - Menjelma&lt;br /&gt;Sohaimi Mior Hassan - Suatu Hari Nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Female Vocal Performance In An Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Atilia - Sangkar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza - Hadiah Daripada Hati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayang Nurfaizah - Dayang 2007&lt;br /&gt;Elyana - Jadi Diriku&lt;br /&gt;Karen Kong - Mulakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Cover Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ajin - Hey - Singletrackmind&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Ho - Dayang 2007 - Dayang Nurfaizah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anuar Sujud - Hadiah Daripada Hati - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emir Ezwa - Chameleon - Ash Nair&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Sun - After 8 - Liang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Pop Album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dayang 2007 - Dayang Nurfaizah - Greg Henderson, DJ Uno, Jenny Chin, Audi Mok &amp;amp; Mohariz Yaakup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hadiah Daripada Hati - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza, Aubrey Suwito, Audi Mok, Azlan Abu Hassan, Greg Henderson, Jenny Chin &amp;amp; Sharon Paul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagin - Liza Hanim - Audi Mok, Sharon Paul &amp;amp; Hazami&lt;br /&gt;Menjelma - Kaer Azami - Audi Mok, Azlan Abu Hassan &amp;amp; Mohariz Yaakup&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya Ada Di Sini - Farawahida - Julfekar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Arrangement In A Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Audi Mok - Ingin Kumiliki - Dayang Nurfaizah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Azlan Abu Hassan - Sekian Lama - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Irwan Simanjuntak - Tinggalkan Aku - Anuar Zain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nai Kong - Cintamu - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Paul - Hati - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song Of The Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ajai - Abie Abdullah -Menanti Pasti - Dato Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Audi Mok - Shah Shamsiri - Mahakarya Cinta - Faizal Tahir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azlan Abu Hassan - Azlan Abu Hassan &amp;amp; Azalea - Sekian Lama - Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azlan Abu Hassan - Sulu Sarawak - Izinku Pergi - Kaer Azami&lt;br /&gt;Estranged - Richael L.Gimbang - Itu Kamu - Estranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GREATNESS! What does it say? Nominations were the best as its based on professional judging. Shut up all of you. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-424417492262077571?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/424417492262077571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=424417492262077571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/424417492262077571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/424417492262077571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/nominations-for-15th-malaysian-music.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1659073042383776248</id><published>2008-04-06T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:56:37.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Hectic Week for An Ordinary 17-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't agree more with that topic sentence. Oh What The Hell. I created it so therefore I have to agree with it right? Okay this doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the week, believe it or not, I have been reaching home at 7 each day and looked like a zombie the next day to school. Seriously. This week has been the most tiring ever. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. &lt;strong&gt;SYF Art&lt;/strong&gt; has been completed. It look flantastic behbeh! Kinda missing it after its being completed. How ironical huh. I got so annoyed when someone actually spat on it when it fell off the wall and then uninspired. But seriously, all of the working members should be proud of ourselves, shldn't we? We did in a week's time and with the help of some magnificent other students, the piece just look splendid. Another inspiration for coursework. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about Art, last Thursday, Mr Daniel brought us along to Esplanade (another town getaway during a week-day) to catch the play called "National Language Class", inspired by an artpiece. Cool right? It was all for the greater understanding for SOVA. Hmm. I enjoyed it so much. It's cool to see how a play can be so successful with just 2 main casts. Okay do we even call them main casts? Yes, just 2 casts.. well along with a chair and a whiteboard. The play was very interactive together with the sporting audience that never fail to make me laugh. Afterwhich, we had very-late dinner at KFC which we got shooed off, in a kind way, as they had to close down the shop. Reminisce Cambodia with Naz and reached home at 11. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, way late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Songfest Audtitions on Friday and rehearsal for Oratorical Meet Performance. Yeah, I had to juggle both. Thanks Abang Syam for letting me off for a while. =) I think I did good for auditions? Or maybe it was just the microphone. HAHA. Till the results are out, we shall know. It's all about having fun nevertheless. =D &lt;em&gt;Menang kalah adat pertandingan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Then yesterday, TPJC held its annual (i think uh) Oratorical Meet. This week it was a JC to JC thing so technically the audience crowd wasn't as promising. =( But I had so much fun with Combo Muzik. Syafiqa, Huda, Khalis, Adilin, Ahmad and Sadiq all kicked ass. Wee! Manifestasi next! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. Hectic right. And that doesn't include homeworks such as Economics, Art Sova, GP, Malay Lit, Maths Test and Summary to be completed all by tomorrow. Luckily, I'm most done with all. Just need some catching up to do especially Maths. Shit. I'm seriously am in 101101010 pecent doubtful for Probability. And test's up this Tuesday. Great, just GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma just sucks don't dey? How? To Quit or Not ?&lt;br /&gt;Crap la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, before I end the again very long post, I have decided to reply the tags in my tagboard from now on. I feel bad that you guys might be thinking I'm ignoring you when in actual fact, I read them and reply them on your blog instead. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amanda: EPIC, LEGENDARY AND INSPIRING. See you this Tuesday. =D&lt;br /&gt;Shah: Eh the other way round can? Dier stylist aku! HAHA. Yeah larh, class' a bore without you too man! Kesian sak aku sorang kener bully dgn si pigeon tu. Tkperlah, there's always Monday. This week gi maner pulak? =P&lt;br /&gt;Susu: I think I did fairly okay. Slight pitchy parts here and there though. Pray for the best. =D&lt;br /&gt;Zulfadli: Last minute ler. Farhan sms-ed me 2 days ago and its an invitation for only 2. Aku ajak kau pun takkan nak tinggalkan kau kat luar kan? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1659073042383776248?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1659073042383776248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1659073042383776248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1659073042383776248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1659073042383776248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/04/hectic-week-for-ordinary-17-er.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4877560203742217938</id><published>2008-03-30T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T11:38:47.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Siti Nurhaliza Live at The Esplanade Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Diari Hati - Dato' Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;21st Match 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courteousy of: azmanidah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[According to tracklisting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A. Lagu Rindu&lt;br /&gt;B. Siti Situ Sana Sini&lt;br /&gt;C. Mulanya Cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favourite of The Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSRjpkyFdkQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSRjpkyFdkQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D. Flaws and All (originally sung by Beyonce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU HAVE TO WATCH THIS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BC2ZEKfHD54"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BC2ZEKfHD54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E. Medley of Indonesian Songs&lt;br /&gt;F. Sutramaya and Cintamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJTkUyAjveI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJTkUyAjveI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;G. Love You Inside Out (originally sung by the Bee Gees)&lt;br /&gt;H. Destinasi Cinta&lt;br /&gt;I. Bisikan Hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alchVXRjP5Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alchVXRjP5Y&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J. Cindai&lt;br /&gt;K. Melawan Kesepian&lt;br /&gt;L: Ku Mahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZdpbdDHV9c&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZdpbdDHV9c&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-4877560203742217938?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4877560203742217938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4877560203742217938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4877560203742217938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4877560203742217938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/siti-nurhaliza-live-at-esplanade.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1539675794444484240</id><published>2008-03-29T16:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:11.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kraKQvcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EIbsT093sF0/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183402024302067138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kraKQvcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EIbsT093sF0/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspiring Words To Be Kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"and people will learn to love you. there will always be spiteful people out there. you just have to be on your guard to be careful to not let those people take over you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cassie&lt;/span&gt; kics ass. =D Thanks babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out and About In Town On Middle Week-day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kr6KQvdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yV3qIi1V_mU/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of brands? Ever heard Of "Urban" featured every Thursday via the Straits Times. Ever read magazines of fashion advices? Ever heard what not to wear, what to wear on certain occasions? Good, if you say Yes to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently, there's been certain people/individuals I might say who can't exactly decipher their age nor gauge themselves. They realize the impending moment to start to mature but no they simply really act like they're eternally 12. Well, not for all the good things when you're 12. Basically, the opposite. However so, these individuals try to dress their age.. well I say try to dress. But I guess they're going overboard. Don't you ever realize... if you're brand-conscious or whatsoever that's along that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burberry: Are for old people who live life playing golf? Wait, cricket. Golfers don't wear Burberry. They wear Ashworth. Not even horse riders I might say..&lt;br /&gt;Louis Vuitton: One word - OVERRATED&lt;br /&gt;Prada: Highly sophisticated middle-aged metrosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;Gucci: For the highly status working people who don't use them for a movie outing.&lt;br /&gt;Zara: For the working business people who travels alot by PLANE, not buses. Like the use of the sling bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have more examples to list but these brands are the fewer more known that we desperately need to re-edit and re-infer its target age-groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kq6KQvaI/AAAAAAAAAII/TbEnstO2-Ps/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183402015712132514" style="CURSOR: hand" height="301" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kq6KQvaI/AAAAAAAAAII/TbEnstO2-Ps/s320/DSC00611.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exactly as that, last Wednesday, while certain people go to Raffles Country Club to pay a huge useless amount to indulge in food even McDonalds can offer or think they're shortlisted for a unknown modelling show, TopMan held its annual Closed Private Function in conjunction with this year's The Fashion Party 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was great. The crowd was awesome. Everything was just fine. Yeah, kinda of crazy if you might think that I'm out and about in town on a Wednesday. But, but I have to thank Farhan for offering me along for the event. Heh. Private Function baby. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were expensive food, okay, most of them were baked muffins from Bakerzia, unlimited flow of sweet some unknown brand popcorn and unlimited fill of strawberry soda and passion tea which was awesome as hell. &lt;strong&gt;ALL FOR FREE&lt;/strong&gt;. Floaters were all around addressing the crowd as Sir and Ma'ams. ah, ROYALTY I should say. The entire event was for 2 hours long. The clothing prices were at near half price and yes, the crowd went uber crazy at that state. You see, no one can afford TopMan/TopShop unless its during Christmas or either that they ripped off their parents' credit cards. So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the entertainment side, there were photo-takings, a test on the latest installment technology called Wi-Fii and airbrushed tatoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I guess it's this way you would be more attention-wise on the latest installments in today's society. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And no, a blue chequered shirt with grey baggy cargo pants with a beige cap don't go along together. Or even a Burberry cum LV handkerchief to wipe my sweat off around my neck.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8krKKQvbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r1C69303pZg/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183402020007099826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8krKKQvbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r1C69303pZg/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kqaKQvZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yjJSFr_0AKE/s1600-h/dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183402007122197906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kqaKQvZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yjJSFr_0AKE/s320/dp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kqaKQvZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yjJSFr_0AKE/s1600-h/dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kqaKQvZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yjJSFr_0AKE/s1600-h/dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/10298215-1539675794444484240?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1539675794444484240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1539675794444484240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1539675794444484240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1539675794444484240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/inspiring-words-to-be-kept.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R-8kraKQvcI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EIbsT093sF0/s72-c/DSC00657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3789798864036103765</id><published>2008-03-23T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:51:07.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here it is. I'm proud to say my friend, Farhan Shah, has been successful into going to the semi finals of &lt;strong&gt;Stardust 2008&lt;/strong&gt;. So listen, the thing is, 20% of the overall marks comes from the voting system which actually tells you, &lt;strong&gt;YOU HAVE TO VOTE&lt;/strong&gt;! So come on people, get your fingers busy. It's simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sign up over at &lt;a href="http://www.quaffs.com/"&gt;http://www.quaffs.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get your verification mail over at your official mail, click on the link and ure in.&lt;br /&gt;3. Click Stardust 2008 (it's huge, the blind can see too).&lt;br /&gt;4. Do your thang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T9-qgjKoGgk&amp;amp;hl=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Show your support for Farhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S Come on TKGS girls, it's the time you show him your love for him. Oh including Khai too. Hah. I did not say anything. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3789798864036103765?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3789798864036103765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3789798864036103765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3789798864036103765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3789798864036103765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-here-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-908494879287165181</id><published>2008-03-21T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:46:57.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;302th&lt;/span&gt; Post baby! Wooh!&lt;br /&gt;No actually, it just made you realize that you blabber too much.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been absent from school literally the entire week since Monday. Had terrible Food Poisoning, High Fever and I felt like uber shit for the last 2 days. Today, I had managed to escape out of the house to accompany Mum and Aunt Faizah for Leap Years. So here's the deal. I was given at least 2 choices. It was either I tagged along with my cousin and Syahmi for the Water Horse or with them for &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Leap Years&lt;/span&gt;. Seeing the fact that I'm the kind of person that supports LOCAL talents, I decided to go for the Leap Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, throughout the movie, I wondered what was so good about it? It was super draggy, completely pointless and just too unrealistic. Yes, its fiction but its just too mandatory and tak best langsung! Potray it across the Singapore society. Who, amongst these Kiasu-breed creatures, have the power and patience to wait for someone for exactly 12 years. Not to be mean or whatsoever, I bet when your husband/wife dies or some sort, you'll go fine a new one right? Seriously. I should have gone for the Water Horse though its more UNREALITISTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I had fun working and going out (At Last. ALHAMDULLILAH!) of the house. Haven't seen TM for such a long time .... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT???! ITS TODAY TODAY TODAY TODAY TODAY TODAY TODAY. SITI NURHALIZA! SITI NURHALIZA! SITI NURHALIZA! SITI NURHALIZA! SITI NURHALIZA! I've never been so excited dammit. Heard its a sold-out concert. WOOH! =D Can't wait can't wait. Though, my dad has freaking issues with Siti. He thinks I'm wasting alot of money. I'm not la. Just because you don't get the chance to marry her makes you want me to hate her. Giler! Haha. I love my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH AND TODAY IS NABI MUHAMMAD'S BIRTHDAY!!!!! MAULIDUL RASUL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;do people these days tend to be come so material-wise? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt; has got stuffs, status prove superior of them against other people? Have you ever got that across your mind? Have you ever got friends or I should say not exactly your friend doing that? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can't people be so satisfied with whatsoever they have right now? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; must someone's want be so big as to destroy the mindset and behaviour of society? &lt;em&gt;Issit our fault for behaving coldly towards them? Or issit JUST them insisting this problem come by itself towards them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all live. We share the Earth. There's no point in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Showing Off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what you have more than what others don't. It doesnt make anything seem better. Nevertheless, it makes you look ARROGANT, SNOBBISH, SELLFISH AND DELUDED. &lt;strong&gt;Things you have aren't judgmental to how good your heart is. Things you have aren't judgmental to how good you are as a human being.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-908494879287165181?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/908494879287165181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=908494879287165181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/908494879287165181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/908494879287165181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-302th-post-baby-wooh-no-actually-it.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6077183679679827781</id><published>2008-03-16T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:11.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hello fellow Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a memorable and exciting backpacking trip to the place where you get your pathetic rice grains from - Indonesia. I had so much fun. Really. The entire 5-day trip was oh so worthwhile and while on the trip back here in Singapore, I, for as usual, felt very reluctant to leave. Padang Bukit Tinggi makes you feel at ease, tranquil and sophisticated. When I was there, all I could think was "where are we going next/tmrw?". Padang is really different than the modernize Singapore here. Apart from the extremely soothing cool weather, Padang gives you the traditional way of life which I believe people of my age have yet or had no opportunity to see. Even the side of the roads, you can see padi fields serenading the entire area alongside the natural mountains that never fail to awe any single human being. It felt like New Zealand. It also felt like Perth, Australia. Though it felt, Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People there were awesome as well. I felt too embarassed to be compared as a Singaporean. Even a slight Thank You matters to them than us. Everywhere you go, when you purchase, they'll go saying thank you, as a sign of appreciation. Do you see that in Singapore?I felt they were the most courteous civilians I've seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too much to write for all of doings that were done during the 5 days. Here are the several pics (according to time, Day 1, Day 2) of somethings are better viewed. Have fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w260.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="200" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i260.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii17/syazwanmuhd/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c616ee73.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9z7Kvm9gsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_Inu1fjm3D0/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9z7JPm9grI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ym8KaQNT2lw/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9z7Efm9gpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/MSOLKBfrAPQ/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9z7IPm9gqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LIW5XxuuJPA/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6077183679679827781?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6077183679679827781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6077183679679827781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6077183679679827781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6077183679679827781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-fellow-readers-i-just-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-2564393800135639048</id><published>2008-03-10T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:47:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music Worth Listening To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Out Of Reach - Hanani (1st PRCS Idol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5FOBoQSXtg" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Heaven - Hanani (1st PRCS Idol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jSYLFumC1wc" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Rintihan - Farhan Shah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lqs1eLV_s5c" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Kurungan Hati - Farhan Shah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pbDhlmGun3A" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Zulfadli - Best Day Of My Life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJNzJUzZ7XM" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-2564393800135639048?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2564393800135639048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=2564393800135639048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2564393800135639048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2564393800135639048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-worth-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-327125210245133878</id><published>2008-03-08T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt;, no actually doing homework, session with &lt;em&gt;Zuhairee&lt;/em&gt; was beneficial. I've completed Malay Lit, GP and did some Maths. Binomial is SICK. No, in a BADD way. Seriously, out of bloody 6 qns, I only managed to do 2. Wahh sak. As Khai would say... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHATTHEFUCKKANINA&lt;/span&gt;... you figure the rest out yourself. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was my 2nd time here in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; t3&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't get lost as I would be during my 1st visit... Initially, we had wanted to do our work in Popeye instead. You know.. with the tables and all and its very comfortable. However, we didnt really manage to do that. In the end, we, okay maybe only ME, gobbled the chicken up like I was on &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;starvation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for 4 days and figured out somewhere very conducive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did alot of unwanted impersonations that might or already annoyed the sight of others. Seriously, we got really bored with &lt;strong&gt;Maths&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;GP&lt;/strong&gt; that we decided to play the guitar. You know when you want to create this effect of jumping in the air...? Yeah, Im officially a failure. I cannot even snap the picture right. In the end, &lt;em&gt;Zuhairee looks like he's constipating rather than of jumping.&lt;/em&gt; Serious. Afterwhich, we ended homework around 5.30 like that luh... Eh! It was an accomplishment okay. We started at 3 and it was all silent and writing till we all got goofy afterthat. There wasn't anyone around so take this opportunity lah... deng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuhairee was kind enough to accompany me around cause I have super busy friends... aderla, got bbq la got this got that. Banyak uh excuses. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hint Hint&lt;/span&gt;. I can't believe I was actually on the peak of my desperation ever. I called literally everyone to see whether they were free. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit mozzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't like going home early. It isn't cool right come to think of it? Youre outside for homework and then you return home. It justs doesn't sounds really cool. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;I'm not making any sense here, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Overall it was great la except the feeling of going to shit throughout the time. I think I have &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irregular bladder control&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9KdopwDAqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D_MemGz6rg8/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175372243529826978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9KdopwDAqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D_MemGz6rg8/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya sexy people.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-327125210245133878?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/327125210245133878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=327125210245133878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/327125210245133878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/327125210245133878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/study-no-actually-doing-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9KdopwDAqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/D_MemGz6rg8/s72-c/DSC00305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5335872903743302156</id><published>2008-03-08T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:12.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9GBkZwDApI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pU73k2qL3zY/s1600-h/diarihati.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175059909213094546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9GBkZwDApI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pU73k2qL3zY/s320/diarihati.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D =D =D =D =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5335872903743302156?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5335872903743302156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5335872903743302156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5335872903743302156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5335872903743302156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R9GBkZwDApI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pU73k2qL3zY/s72-c/diarihati.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-643212361819083184</id><published>2008-03-06T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:59:13.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; SKIN&lt;/span&gt;! NEW &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SURROUNDING&lt;/span&gt;! NEW &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;CRITICS&lt;/span&gt;! Oh shuddup Syazwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been less &lt;em&gt;energised/inspired&lt;/em&gt; these past weeks as I've been posting posts that are rather &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt;. Well okay, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TOO SHORT&lt;/span&gt;. 2 lines, come on. It still makes you think! =D I thought the Friendster Horoscope thing was a ponder. I'm still thinking about it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC life is back to normal as Orientation ended ages ago. Wooh. &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ECONOMICS TREMENDOUSLY!&lt;/strong&gt; And I love the fact that that's the only subject that makes me go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; and without getting me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt; with myself in then end. Seriously, I'm not sure why many people don't like Econs. Probably, I have a good teacher which makes me understand the topic. Either that or its just the way the subject attracts my attention all the time. Look at PW. Everytime when its PW, I will sleep. And when its Economics, though its at 8am in the morning, I'm all bright and hyper. Hint Hint! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PW IS BORING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I live the suay life remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said about Economics. Heh. This week have been going pretty well for me. I cannot believe I'm actually studying during my break periods in midst of those influential, addictive canteen stalls that are indirectly telling you to eat. Proud of you, Syazwan. =) Did study sessions with Shah and Zu yesterday over at KFC till 9 (O LEVELS MEMORIES BABY!). &lt;em&gt;Thanks eh Shah, I finally like Probability and can understand it. &lt;/em&gt;Talking about Probability, H1 Maths is confusing. H1! Its only H1. I'm unsure of what exactly that has gotten into me that gets me easily bored everytime during Maths. Seriously la, I don't get anything about Binomial something... what's the topic again? Oh, Binomial Distribution. Right? See, exactly. And its only the introduction of the topic that we're studying right now. Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I'm in SYF for Art. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHHAAHHAHAHHAHAAHHAAHAHAAHAHAHH.&lt;/span&gt; I can't even draw an eye or a face and I'm going for SYF? Draw what? Stickman. I'm thinking of doing Photography actually. Cool right? I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is seriously very academic and school-ish. It's DRY. graah. I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; life. There's nothing actually more interesting than school. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I wanna watch &lt;em&gt;Juno, The Leap Years, Jumper and Step Up 2&lt;/em&gt; la... Oh yeah, heard Juno is a GHOST VERY SCARY story right? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;. Joke of the year. Hint Hint. Anyway, if anyone of you readers are going, beep me erhk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is finally HERE and I mean HERE!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; YES YES &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt; Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'm getting &lt;em&gt;corny&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; naggy&lt;/em&gt; by the post. Bye la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Songfest how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-643212361819083184?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/643212361819083184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=643212361819083184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/643212361819083184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/643212361819083184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-skin-new-surrounding-new-critics-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-9098086387093773895</id><published>2008-03-01T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:11:33.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If you want to help a friend who's got it rough now, all you need to do is listen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Friendster, 1st March 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt; is it ever going to be the other way round? Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-9098086387093773895?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/9098086387093773895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=9098086387093773895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9098086387093773895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9098086387093773895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-want-to-help-friend-whos-got-it.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-7358000677351708694</id><published>2008-02-25T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T16:48:23.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not in school.&lt;br /&gt;What The Hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-7358000677351708694?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7358000677351708694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=7358000677351708694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7358000677351708694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7358000677351708694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-sucks-to-be-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1884374042525946088</id><published>2008-02-20T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:12.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orientation Session No.2 was boring. It was a different feeling. The no-presence of people like Tedmond, Si Ning and JingJing(!!) makes everything so dull and mundane. Remember when our class needed 2 circular tables to sit? Yeah this time, even 1 could fit the remaining of us. =( It's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had lunch with Khai and Zuhairee at Bedok. I miss Khai so much sia to the extend I ran to her when I saw her coming in. It just feels really different and weird. You can't be loud cause people would definitely think you're one loose monkey which escaped from the Zoo in the morning. With Khai along, you can be YOURSELF. Nie la kau, masuk MJC. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! Something so SHOCKING AND HILARIOUSLY thing just happened. This was what I found out when I was doing my subject combi... (look at the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7w_BuJY_FI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Pn8OcUzXIuc/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169075771114323026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7w_BuJY_FI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Pn8OcUzXIuc/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1884374042525946088?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1884374042525946088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1884374042525946088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1884374042525946088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1884374042525946088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/orientation-session-no.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7w_BuJY_FI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Pn8OcUzXIuc/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-47244614513460860</id><published>2008-02-19T06:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T07:42:16.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's 6.47am and I've gotten my &lt;em&gt;posting results&lt;/em&gt;. I've decided NOT to come to school due to specific reasons. Allright, here we go. It's an RA post today and I'm going to dwell and say out all the things I've been yearning to say out about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAE&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't come to school today because of History. I don't like him. Fine Ms Lee if you're gonna humiliate me and think I'm one goddamn stupid lil' 17 yr old sticking in ur class just because of the teacher. If you had let me completed my sentence, I would have definitely said this ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sometimes it's stupid to thing that teachers are at fault when you don't comprehend fully a subject. But then I ask you again? A Levels. What about it? How is it important and beneficial and DIFFERENT it is compared to urs when you're sitting for it? It's a two-way work. &lt;strong&gt;YOU NEED TO TRUST THE TEACHER&lt;/strong&gt; FOR YOUR OWN BACKING UP OF YOUR OWN HARDWORK LATER ON. There is sincerely NO POINT IN DOING YOUR OWN WORK WHEN A TEACHER, &lt;strong&gt;WHO IS A TEACHER IN THE 1st PLACE&lt;/strong&gt;, (define teacher if you have to), who posts pointless videos in hope that his students can learn. I find it pointless".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; if you think of discriminating me further next time, then I urged you to ask yourself whether you have gotten the trust of your own students all these years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAE&lt;/strong&gt; has been memorable and inspirational. I remembered feeling so dreadful about it when my mum asked me to sign up as I was so into working that this PAE thing had to be the complete stop to whatever that I was trying to do. BUT. BUT. BUT. It was all worth it. It was all a different separate experience altogether. I have so much people to thank for and you know I don't like doing this. It's just too sad that a seed that is starting to grow has just hit drought at its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08'A02&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all like crazy. I am really sorry about the class t-shirt and I hope to get it done ASAP. Will update you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We came in as unknowns.&lt;br /&gt;Different characteristics, behaviours we own.&lt;br /&gt;As trust and understandings, we unfold.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude and appreciation have we bestowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Freedom Writers to Changi Village&lt;br /&gt;to the Movies and Geylang we've ace&lt;br /&gt;We're still bonded, we're still the same.&lt;br /&gt;08'A02, we've yearned to crave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shah&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you for always listening to whatever crap I have given you during PAE. You've been a great addition in my social life and I hope we'll still be in contact even though you're there in Sci stream. =D Kau rock brudder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zuhairee&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a Zuzu/Zuz/Ree (HAHA!), you too like Shah. Thank you for everything. Thank you for bringing your guitar. Thank you for listening to me talk,sing, shout and say 1001 vulgarities. Kau rock brudder! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faisal&lt;/strong&gt;, hope we'll be closer during Hockey yea? Stay cool and history-ish. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ping Chong a.k.a Chong Ping&lt;/strong&gt;, remember you were the 1st one I talked to? Okay besides Faisal though? Hope you got your choice in MJC yeah. Keep me updated as always. BE POLITICAL =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clement&lt;/strong&gt;, SOCCER FREAK! I like you la. I think you're the MOST demure guy in class and you're staying right? COOL. Talk to me you know. Haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthias&lt;/strong&gt;, you're ADDICTIVE LAUGHTER will always be remembered. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tedmond&lt;/strong&gt;, go ahead! BURN MY HOUSE DOWN! YES YES! Revenge is sweet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacyln&lt;/strong&gt;, I think you're the closest girl in class I turned to huh? Class location, hmwk, numbers... everything la! Thanks for everything! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Priscilla&lt;/strong&gt;, aiyah... you're really NEAT I can see. LOOK AT YOUR ENGLISH man. teach me soon okay? Tc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Ning&lt;/strong&gt;, we share the same thinking! Stay in touch babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiona&lt;/strong&gt;, you're my opposite. You're so quiet babe. I'll see you soon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JingJing&lt;/strong&gt;, HAHAHAHAH. YOU ARE SO HILARIOUS. (recalls... bus 29) =D Stay in touch too ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayou&lt;/strong&gt;, I've always forgotten your name but I remembered it! You're the girl whose so demure but full of that confidence within you. Don't be afraid to open up! Tc babe. Stay in touch. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joween&lt;/strong&gt;, OMG at your wide knowledge. Continue doing that babe! You're always remembered. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to &lt;strong&gt;Ms Fernandez&lt;/strong&gt;, THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS ABLE TO WITHSTAND MY NONSENSE EACH AND EVERYTIME. I've enjoyed ur GP and CME Lessons so much as compared to the other subjects. Appeal to be my FT larh k! You see my name and you'll go "OKAY! I will take this class!" HAHA. THANKS FOR EVERYTHING CHER! You're the best.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR EVERYTHING GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those whom I have been very close with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai&lt;/strong&gt;, you know I can't thank you enough. ALWAYS KEEP IN TOUCH. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zahidah&lt;/strong&gt;, continue to become my bencana alam. I HAD SO MUCH FUN! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shafiq&lt;/strong&gt;, didn't know we became close. Now, I'll miss you asking me and the rest... "MAKAN TAK?" Stay in touch dude. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TKGS Girls,&lt;/strong&gt; korang rock behbeh! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Izzah, Diah and Saddiq&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for the warmth welcome for MLEP. See you guys soon ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safiah&lt;/strong&gt;, haha.. I will meet you one day just for you to request whatever songs you want me to sing. Promise! =D&lt;br /&gt;And to the &lt;strong&gt;others&lt;/strong&gt;, sorry if I didn't specify ur names here... &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's been a VERY GOOD experience. I don't want it to end. So here's my last exit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am really sorry If I have hurt you guys in anyway during my actions, words or anything that has you feeling annoyed at me. Like other human beings, I make mistakes and I hope I am forgiven. I had so much fun with you guys and this heart desperately doesn't want it to end. I love you guys to death and I hope this experience doesn't end just this way and we'll meet soon one day. Thanks for everything. I can't thank you enough".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muhd Syazwan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08'Ao2 (PAE).&lt;br /&gt;19 Feb 2008.&lt;br /&gt;0724hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"even the best fall down sometimes, even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills my mind. I finally found that you and I collide"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-47244614513460860?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/47244614513460860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=47244614513460860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/47244614513460860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/47244614513460860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-6.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-242948268235894975</id><published>2008-02-18T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:13.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997175977278466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7hqDOJY_AI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dn7w0z99trc/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FUCKING LOVE MY NEW PHONE DAMMIT! SERIOUS LA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE SAMSUNG! You fcking don't have to make me swear at you again for shutting down for no perfect reason. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7hrNuJY_EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/u2R1zHEt_aw/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167998455877532738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7hrNuJY_EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/u2R1zHEt_aw/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7hrNOJY_DI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4OEL9Reurls/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167998447287598130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7hrNOJY_DI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4OEL9Reurls/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ASK FOR MY NEW NUMBER K. See ya kiddos! =D&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/10298215-242948268235894975?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/242948268235894975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=242948268235894975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/242948268235894975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/242948268235894975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-fucking-love-my-new-phone-dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7hqDOJY_AI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dn7w0z99trc/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5107152830823448393</id><published>2008-02-15T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:13.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest friend with the name of Muhammad Zulfadli Bin Yazab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start growing up already dude. You're finally 17. Stop being bitchy. Stop being self-obsessed. HAHA. Setan sak aku. ANYWAY, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MARVELLLOOUUSSAAAHHH 17th BIRTHDAY MY FRIEND!!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA! You are finally 17. ITS OLD OLD OLD. okay ehem. Actually, 17 is a nice number. Till a year later when you can actually drive! Drive me around yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for always being there. Thank you for always entertaining me.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for listening to all the crap I had instored for you all this while. You know you rock my life. And you know I rock urs too. So shuddup okay? Dah 17 tahun, masak sikit itu fikiran... hahaha. You know I dun specialise birthday messages on my blog. Be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you take more nicer pictures.&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless You all the way.&lt;br /&gt;May he Grant you all your future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;ZUL IS COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Since Primary 5 TAU!!! HAHAHA. 6 yrs. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7W2huJY-_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nnwiRQggl1w/s1600-h/1_152756131l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167236837916867570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7W2huJY-_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nnwiRQggl1w/s320/1_152756131l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;MUHAMMADS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;0000 hrs&lt;br /&gt;16 February 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5107152830823448393?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5107152830823448393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5107152830823448393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5107152830823448393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5107152830823448393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/dearest-friend-with-name-of-muhammad.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7W2huJY-_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nnwiRQggl1w/s72-c/1_152756131l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1419887822844163201</id><published>2008-02-15T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:18:03.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't know that Valetine's a.k.a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendship Day&lt;/span&gt; was wholesomely celebrated in JC. Seriously, apart from the very suay arrival to school, the whole school was filled with chocolates and sweets. I, myself, had to snatch a bag from Tedmond to fill those stuff. Seriously, IT WAS UNEXPECTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for the gifts. I like Fiona's. It's really cool. =D And Jaclyn, that was cute. Khai, THANKS ALOT BABE. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAUDHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a short one by me actually. I was supposed to go do my Econs presentation but I feel too lazy to even type. Graah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S I have a lot of poor-sense-0f-direction friends. Hmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1419887822844163201?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1419887822844163201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1419887822844163201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1419887822844163201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1419887822844163201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-didnt-know-that-valetines.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3888946431244170670</id><published>2008-02-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:41:44.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh-so I went in, actually, to check my e-mails (with an undeniably constipated tummy since morn) for the pending reply concerning the Class T Shirt. AND NO, there wasn't any reply. dang it. oh well. So, I rummaged through every must-visit website such as Friendster and I came across this under "New Horoscope" that says "Do not worry about your reputation! It is still as stellar as it deserves it now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I wondered. Reputation. Hmm.. what is it all about reputation that matters in today's life? Everyone is always talking about saving their reputation... and for what reasons? So you're likeable? Is that the way how TRUE reputation works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess and am mindful&lt;/span&gt; that we do not have to be necessarily too&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; impulsive&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;obnoxious&lt;/span&gt; into what-we-call saving our water face value. I guess what is necessarily most important is that you have the GOOD INTENTION of doing/being/aiming at an objective. And yes, I've learnt it today. You don't to be necessarily be the popular guy in school to be saving your reputation. Even a loner in class could do as equally the same. &lt;strong&gt;It's just how we define our own reputation&lt;/strong&gt;. Even the slightest smile you offer or the 1st few steps you withdraw yourself into can make an impact on your reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One does not need to be somebody else in order to receive that reputation&lt;/strong&gt;. However, I sometime wonder, is that THE real way to be saving our own reputation? How would somebody else judge about us in return for our own actions just because we want to savour that small spat of reputation on us? Would it be of good use afterall? Or just mere lose lose situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, human beings, should also be frequent in asking ourselves about our own actions. Has our actions really benefit the lives of others ? &lt;strong&gt;Do we necessarily have to act in a certain way before we eventually get that reputation from and for a certain someone?&lt;/strong&gt; Even a good heart versus a bad intention may be similar to our certain extent. But however, these ponders often are unanswerable yet they're are questionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this generic ponder makes us wonder how we'll deal our "reputation" in the future. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Farhan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3888946431244170670?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3888946431244170670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3888946431244170670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3888946431244170670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3888946431244170670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-so-i-went-in-actually-to-check-my-e.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3383244535163008249</id><published>2008-02-11T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:14.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To: My dearest buddy, Cassandra Amanda Goh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this as slow as possible cause i alledgely (is that how you spell this) 10 mins to spare. I will maybe send you a birthday msg soon but idk, I have to save up for smses. dang. But u know how priceless you are (aww!). so anyway, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17th MARVELLOUSAHH BIRTHDAY LA MY BEST FRIEND!&lt;/strong&gt; You are finally 17. OLD OLD OLD. okay no larh, 1 year till ure eligible to drive. dang it. You know, I was thinking on how the hell we got so close together 4 years ago...? Yeah yeah, the time everyone thought I was Gay? It's hard to find someone who you can be so close too easily. And, I am very thankful of your presence. Be it the hard times, the good times, or maybe those semi-semi times, we'd go through it like no one's business. HAH. I can't thank you enough lah. Remember the post and how I keep pestering you, my presence wasn't appreciated? Nah, maybe I take it back. With people like you, life can be very EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my dear friend, HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Stay PRETTY AND CHEERFUL ALWYAYS JAPANESE PRINCESS!&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless You all the way.&lt;br /&gt;May He grant you all your future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7BxPOJY--I/AAAAAAAAAGI/E8TjSykel1Q/s1600-h/1_252159992l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165753278903417826" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="152" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7BxPOJY--I/AAAAAAAAAGI/E8TjSykel1Q/s320/1_252159992l.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;MUHAMMADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;0000hrs&lt;br /&gt;12th February 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/10298215-3383244535163008249?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3383244535163008249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3383244535163008249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3383244535163008249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3383244535163008249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-my-dearest-buddy-cassandra-amanda.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R7BxPOJY--I/AAAAAAAAAGI/E8TjSykel1Q/s72-c/1_252159992l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-7236805187012371433</id><published>2008-02-08T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T04:00:49.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay.&lt;br /&gt;Ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I'm not exactly sure what has come up to me but I've decided to write down a note for you very "sejati" visitors! Yeah right. Allright, have you guys should already know, Hady Mirza held his (i'm not sure of his age actually... 28 i think) birthday celebration last Saturday. Yes yes, I went there (go read Zul's or Khai's blog). Hence I've decided to skip that evaluation part and proceed to unseemingly more interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family chalet was awesome last weekend&lt;/em&gt;. There were so much food for any gorilla to consume. And, officially it was the 1st time the food we brought finished. Seriously. There were bbq chickens, fishes, lambs and satay. Satay was abit not nice. I didn't like it. So officially, the family chalet was to commemorate my aunts's 51st birthday and for the 1st time, I might say, I ate Secret Recipe's cake. Hah. I'm proud of it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, Tired, Exhausted. School had to continue the following week. I did speech the day before school started and slept at around 3? Yeah i know. And guess what ? I DID NOT PRESENT MINE ON THAT DAY. How convienient right? So anyway, I presented it on Tues instead and I guessed mine was the longest. Grr. I'm expressive remember... lots of things to say and talked about. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST BUDD CASSIE POMPIEPIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday to get her b'day gift? Eyh, can fit or not uh? Your leg size small like shit sah. Really. Okay anyway, got her present and we yodell-ed through Orchard before we parted ways. Then, came FOOD AGAIN. I headed to some seafood restaurant in Bedok and I was again, made to turn into a gorilla. My aunt had decided to sponsor us a food feast and eventually, we all made good use of it. Everyone ate to their hearts out. And those food haters I might say, you guys are MORONS. &lt;strong&gt;HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT FOOD U TELL ME&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So luckily, this week we had a long break&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; (PAE STUDENTS ONLY LAH!)&lt;/span&gt; for CNY. Oh, btw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year yeah to all my fellow Chinese mates! Collect alot of money okay?&lt;/span&gt; Heh. So anyway, I had an extra break. From half-day on Wednesday up till today, this moment this very spot, I've been getting the ample rest I have yearned for. Seriously, schooling is THAT tiring. And since most shops are technically closed, there's no way to go out except stay indoors. Sounds like some sandstorm is coming... heh. &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright, kiddos. I'm really tired of expressing. I need some sleep. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;Incubus&lt;/strong&gt;' music is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And Jamie Scott too.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe RyanDan.&lt;br /&gt;okay shuddup &lt;strong&gt;MUHAMMADS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Take care. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-7236805187012371433?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7236805187012371433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=7236805187012371433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7236805187012371433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7236805187012371433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8393217677838364408</id><published>2008-02-03T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R6WPevwaZkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rZICdDCz2TY/s1600-h/2223160005_fd1f53eebd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162690306228512322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R6WPevwaZkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rZICdDCz2TY/s320/2223160005_fd1f53eebd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During after-performance for Anugerah Juara Lagu 22. Love it. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8393217677838364408?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8393217677838364408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8393217677838364408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8393217677838364408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8393217677838364408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/02/during-after-performance-for-anugerah.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R6WPevwaZkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/rZICdDCz2TY/s72-c/2223160005_fd1f53eebd_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8494222574467033414</id><published>2008-01-27T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:13:04.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE O8'A02.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK, if you have freak more problems with me, come and talk to me. YOU DON'T HAVE TO FUCK TELL EVERYONE HOW WRONG YOU ARE BY MAKING IT SOUND RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mine you that I don't use swear words on people. Guess I did on you and it shows HOW much i DISRESPECT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR FREAK-DEPRESSED SELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8494222574467033414?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8494222574467033414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8494222574467033414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8494222574467033414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8494222574467033414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-o8a02.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1197302358133162887</id><published>2008-01-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:30:02.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24th January 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 2pm. Where it all ends. If you thought its just mere 3 more days, don't be, it feels like just mere 3 seconds before everything for the past 4 years of your academic performance is reflected across that pink-white slip. All there in &lt;strong&gt;BLACK AND WHITE&lt;/strong&gt;. All there to state your paticulars, your amount of O Level passes and your passport for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People might take it easy of O Levels. However, I think differently. O Level has yet been the most important academic certificate any Singaporean must attain. Without your Os, you're a complete zero. Am I right? Even employment opportunities are so scarce now that those with degrees even find it hard to get a job! When I thought about this after getting confirmation about the issuing of results early today, I felt so &lt;em&gt;teary and emotional&lt;/em&gt;. I wondered if I ever will do well. I know I will. Cause I know I've worked damn hard. Too hard I might say. All those late nights at McDonalds with 30 practice papers laid out on tables that could merely fit a McDonalds Extra Value Meal. All those &lt;em&gt;kanchong&lt;/em&gt; feeling each time the exams for the prelims cum O Level gets nearer. How it felt so good when O Levels was finally over. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they were some regrets and to think about that makes me foolish. Like others say, we all think when it's too late to be thinking about it in the 1st place? Makes sense. I've always regretted everytime I had free period in class. Instead of attempting Maths or Science qns, I'll prolly wander into my own land or engage in conversation that hmm.. non-examinable topics. I've regretted for following my instincts to not listen in class when its gets too boring. Its par and parcel of life I guess. Everyone goes through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, 24th January 2008 will be a remarkable date I'll forever remember. To those who have no confidence about the results, NEVER AND DON'T BE! YOU KNOW YOU HAVE WORKED HARD AND YOU KNOW YOU WILL DO WELL. TO THINK NEGATIVELY WILL ONLY MAKE YOU FEEL WORST DEEP INSIDE. ITS THE TIME TO REJOICE. Something that you will never get to feel it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK FELLOW O-LEVEL RECEIPIENTS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1197302358133162887?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1197302358133162887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1197302358133162887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1197302358133162887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1197302358133162887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/24th-january-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5003178299622181719</id><published>2008-01-19T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:08:25.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Know The Times&lt;br /&gt;When Your Heart Says Its Over&lt;br /&gt;When The Skies Blues and Greys&lt;br /&gt;When Your Eyes Start To Tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cassie&lt;/span&gt;'s oh-so mind blowing post yesterday and so I thought... yeah, not all God's Great Creation is the best nor have they got to be perfect. We always have to accept, regardless whether we like it or not, of a particular individual, thing or event. Not all things happened as the way someone wants it to be. No human being is perfect in this world. Yes, i've been repeating this sentence for idk-how-many-times but you have got to believe that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question why sometimes I can be so nice to people. I question when people ask me "Why are you so nice?". Then again, I have no answer. I've always been taught to be humble, and that when I receive compliment or credit or success against something, I'm not supposed to be proud of it. Yes, I've been living with that. As I lived on, reaching more depth of maturing, I've always told myself to never hurt another's feelings nor be cruel towards them. Sincerely, I find no reason to be mean to people who have always helped and be a nice companion in my 16 years of living. &lt;strong&gt;You know who you are.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm always thankful of great friends that I owned though sometimes they can be annoying as ever. I've never thought of being superficial. I guess everyone is special in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when things sometimes get over control or &lt;strong&gt;OUT OF CONTROL&lt;/strong&gt;, I guessed its unfair to me to have to remain of what I've been living on. I question again, why are people sometimes so deluded and cruel to me when I have been so nice. This sounds as though I'm insincere of being kind and caring, BUT, if any of you have experienced of such situation, you'll feel me. &lt;strong&gt;I've always thought my presence were not credited that it's hard for me to comprehend the reason why.&lt;/strong&gt; Some gets agitated so easily and some are&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; too sensitive&lt;/span&gt; and it makes it look like I'm some hypocritical freak whereas I'm trying my best to be the best from the best I am everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do people have to decide what's on other people's mind/life ... (u name it) . Why can't certain people just stick to their own living and start worrying about themselves rather than other people? Then again, I question that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5003178299622181719?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5003178299622181719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5003178299622181719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5003178299622181719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5003178299622181719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6021816271812333256</id><published>2008-01-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:14.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't know that I was a traditional game idiot. Really. Well, last Saturday, in conjunction with the MCS Orientation, the JC1s and JC2s had a Malay Traditional Games Competition. For the 1st time ever, I felt ever so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stupid and useless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't balance the chapteh, neither can I hop on the tingting and embarassingly fall on the guni sack race. Only when it was the skipping segment I did well. I helped the group win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson learnt: Syazwan needs to brush up on his traditional roots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean c'mon, we all know X-box, PS3, PSP . How is that possible? Right? Overall, the event was really cool, besides the point where they were only 2 boys present (stupid), and I really enjoyed it. This Tuesday, Dikir practice. I forgot the time. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC life is getting on to me. I didn't know almost everyday you have CCA. Tiring sah. And for last Friday's Hockey practice, I slept for 14 hours on Saturday altogether, not straight 14 hours larh, got break one.. heh. Super exhausting. =D Lecture lessons, I'm getting used to it. Economics was boring and the addition of this guy who has issues with me coughing and told me to "shh!" for a couple of times. Oh yeah, you can't cough and then suffocate yourself and die on the spot ? D U H. STUPID. I LIKE GP. HAHA. History is oh-kay. I need Mr Azhar back. That Mr Lim puts me to sleep and he uses slang no human can speak or as Azeemah says, he comes from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g Proletariat turns out to be Po-le-terat . WHAAT?! But he's nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the accompany of crazy bunch of friends I have makes JC all worthwhile and memorable. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;STAY IN TPJC OKAY?&lt;/span&gt; Please ? You guys are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be late but here are the pictures from the recent JB trip with fabolos Pantat, Zul. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4oEMDbFSSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Mvn9KGDifaI/s1600-h/P1010782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154937328602794274" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="312" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4oEMDbFSSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Mvn9KGDifaI/s320/P1010782.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4oELjbFSRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/39Gp2FIVAfc/s1600-h/P1010781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154937320012859666" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="315" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4oELjbFSRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/39Gp2FIVAfc/s320/P1010781.JPG" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Results are coming out soon. The nearer it gets, the more I get really afraid. Haiz. How? Pray for the best. I'll miss PRCS for sure. =(&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apapun juga akhirnya&lt;br /&gt;Aku kan tetap&lt;br /&gt;Mengingatimu dengan setia&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun kau akan pergi&lt;br /&gt;Pastiku ingati&lt;br /&gt;Gelora cinta&lt;br /&gt;Kali pertama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4oELjbFSRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/39Gp2FIVAfc/s1600-h/P1010781.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6021816271812333256?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6021816271812333256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6021816271812333256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6021816271812333256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6021816271812333256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-didnt-know-that-i-was-traditional.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4oEMDbFSSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Mvn9KGDifaI/s72-c/P1010782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5725250505813675303</id><published>2008-01-11T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:15.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4dMKTbFSQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rxzv0rLG-0E/s1600-h/21138951qp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4dMKTbFSQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rxzv0rLG-0E/s320/21138951qp4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154172038445091074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU LIKE?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5725250505813675303?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5725250505813675303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5725250505813675303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5725250505813675303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5725250505813675303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R4dMKTbFSQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/rxzv0rLG-0E/s72-c/21138951qp4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8525281550635981781</id><published>2008-01-10T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T15:11:57.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes we wonder why we don't exactly do our part as an individual to consider the feeling's of others. We take advantage of them, we duped them and even for worst when someone's so kind to be treated of money value. Thinking about yesterday, I  felt it was right for me to write this down. Sometimes, patience can be very limiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this person particularly saw me at the bust stop. I was with Khai from Perdayu (CCA) and as we walked, Khai said "Eh! Tuu _______ (name's not disclosed to protect owner's identity) kan?". So since the blur "sotong" I am sometimes, well okay maybe all the time, I said "Eh! YA!". Particularly this person saw me and quickly looked away. WHY, SCARED ISSIT? So as I walked, I've gladly waited for him to say Hi, where he covieniently pretended not to see me and continued to talk to his friends. You know, your instincts just know when someone is looking at you or not though he/she is doing something else at the same time ? Yeah, exactly. As a coward shit as he is, he didn't. So instead I said "Hi". And he was like "Oh... Hi?". So, I'm not exactly sure if ______ was afraid of me cause somehow he fcking owes me 50 dollars. Then again if he insists that he didn't, so why the guilty look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you fcking act like a bigfuck saying this saying that. Oh and... getting your LV Wallet for over 725 bucks particularly on the day you went out with us? What, trying to show us your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;filthy wealth&lt;/span&gt; all over the floor or even the skies issit? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND WAS IT THAT SHITTY HARD TO JUST FREAK PAY 50 BUCKS?&lt;/span&gt; I'm not complaining over money but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just disgusted at the fact that you could actually treat a friendship over freaking 50 bucks? &lt;/span&gt;WHAT'S THIS? And when I walked pass you, you completely treat me like I was using Harry Potter's invisble cloak? Eh come on larh eyh, don't make it like I was the one threatening you. WAS IT SO HARD JUST TO SAY HELLO? &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OR WAS IT THAT EMBARASSING THAT YOU'RE WORKING AND IM IN JC WHEN YOU'RE "BLUNTLY" SAID YOU WERE SMART?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, if it takes for me to always have to give in, then it's not working anymore. Stop acting like a goody. WE ALL KNOW HOW YOU ARE. There's no point. There's no use of living a lie! Start growing up, be matured and think about others. If you being the youngest sibling in the family and always gets what you've wished for, well sorry. We are living in the yr 2008. You're sixteen already and soon, seventeen! GROW UP. GROW UP. Stop playing cats and mouse game. Everyone is already done with that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have friends if you continue to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;Take this as a note of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;advice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8525281550635981781?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8525281550635981781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8525281550635981781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8525281550635981781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8525281550635981781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-we-wonder-why-we-dont-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5457136587566690634</id><published>2008-01-09T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:35:19.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know recently that I have been a cow for not updating this countless-i-tried-to-revive-again blog. Nevertheless, I must have the desire, perseverance and passion to write about my oh-so-forever boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, JC life has been awesome. With babes like Azeemah and Khai entertaining you during free periods makes it wholesomely valuable rather than forcing yourself to stone in the canteen for 4 hours. Yes, I am not kidding. I'm also estactic at meeting new friends, regardless from the orientation group or my civics class (form-class). They've been great addition to my small social life (I tell you, its getting bigger now sah... better) and hope you guys are staying in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;TPJC&lt;/span&gt; tau/okay? =D Note: Zul, we will be waiting for you. Khai, CUCUK MATA! Orentation was oh-kay I guess. Lectures were new, so I have to actually get used to it. Imagine your lessons at the Auditorium and you have to walk 5km from the concourse area, okay maybe I'm exaggerating - 10 mins walking time, to the Audi and then when you have the 2nd lesson, you have to walk back to the concourse area where most lecture theatres are. GUNDU RIGHT? Told ya. One thing for sure, TPJC has alot of toilets. People with weak bladder have no worries. Unlike PRCS, toilets are for displays only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/span&gt;. I really do. The significant trip made it so inspirational and worth the remembrance that I'm beginning to be poor. Serious, I don't spent too much, I don't ask for anything like I used to and I always think of Cchai and Ryu. Hope they're really happy there. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pause . I'm writing what's on my mind. So if you feel kinda like "What the hell is he talking? From one point to another different one.." , I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno what to write la.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cassie&lt;br /&gt;-Jia Hui&lt;br /&gt;-Denise&lt;br /&gt;-Astrini&lt;br /&gt;-Nabilah&lt;br /&gt;-Wei Min&lt;br /&gt;- Jing Yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... AND ALL 4/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird how you're wearing your school uniform and thinking that you're actually going to somewhere else and not start school in PRCS. How I miss the controversial issues we have made as a class and how sometimes teachers think we suck but we dun really care? Yeah, That's 4/5. Maybe another gathering guys? Besides results day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TALKING ABOUT RESULTS DAY! I AM FREAKING SCARED LARH EYH. &lt;/span&gt;Fine, November was all play and no worries like I'll die tommorrow. But now, I feel like an ass, with thoughts running through. I'm just panicking like someone who killed a dog or something but GAAAHHHH!!!! I AM SCARRREEEEEDDD! Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINE, 2008 RESOLUTION: BE LESS RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Allright then, I shall stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Syazwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5457136587566690634?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5457136587566690634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5457136587566690634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5457136587566690634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5457136587566690634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/dear-readers-i-know-recently-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6193787988853411235</id><published>2008-01-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:41:21.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wet markets can help community bonding: HDB residentsBy Valarie Tan, Channel NewsAsia  Posted: 07 April 2007 2152 hrs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Build more wet markets if you want better community bonding: residents in the eastern part of Singapore made this call at a feedback session in Tampines on Saturday. The "Forum on HDB Heartware" was started early this year by the National Development Ministry and it is aimed at gathering information on how community bonds can be strengthened. About half of the people at the Forum called for the return of wet markets. And it is not just the seniors who miss the cheap bargains and fresh variety of products but the young as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bernard, Student, says: "I love the wet market. It creates a sense of neighbourliness that the government wants to cultivate amongst the young and the old." But not all estates can sustain a wet market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dr Maliki Osman, Parliamentary Secretary, National Development, says: "Some wet markets thrive because they are generally in more mature estates where there are a lot more senior citizens who patronise those facilities. If you try to force a wet market in a new estate like Pasir Ris or Simei, we hear of wet markets that are folding up not because for failure of the market itself but really the lifestyles of the people living there does not, are not in sync with the so-called business model of the wet market." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another hot topic was about getting younger Singaporeans to feel more passionate about community work. But one student felt the adults can also chip in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muhd Syazwan Senin, Student, Pasir Ris Crest Secondary School, says: "Community bonds can be strengthened when both adults and students involve in volunteerism together. We see this as a mark to face the future of an aging population in Singapore. It's much more like taking care of our old parents in the future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Susanna Leong, Resident, Pasir Ris, says: "Corporate social responsibility programmes which are in place in companies today...could actually do it much better - place more emphasis by allowing their staff to be involved in more community and social work." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other issues raised at the forum include creating more opportunities for students to work with community centres like this. A teacher suggested setting a framework for community centres to list services where students can help in. And when residents were asked whether they would like to see more town hall meetings similar to the forums, more than half said yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two more forums are expected in the coming weeks - in Malay and Tamil - before the series of public dialogues end. The Malay forum will be held on Saturday, 21 April and the Tamil one will be on 28 April. Both will be conducted at the Ministry of National Development building. -CNA/ch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6193787988853411235?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6193787988853411235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6193787988853411235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6193787988853411235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6193787988853411235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2008/01/wet-markets-can-help-community-bonding.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3653885163673963627</id><published>2007-12-22T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:15.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R2vqJzbFSPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAnFtim4DmM/s1600-h/DSC01451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464453344446706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R2vqJzbFSPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAnFtim4DmM/s320/DSC01451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss him forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3653885163673963627?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3653885163673963627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3653885163673963627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3653885163673963627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3653885163673963627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/ill-miss-him-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R2vqJzbFSPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAnFtim4DmM/s72-c/DSC01451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5768199862053552755</id><published>2007-12-17T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:15.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND PRESENTING TO YOU YOUR 1st ASIAN IDOL, HADY MIRZA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R2VSsjbFSOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lPww2kZSHG0/s1600-h/hady8s.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144609074717214946" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R2VSsjbFSOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lPww2kZSHG0/s320/hady8s.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hady Mirza is one freaking awesome individual! Thank you for making Singapore proud. Thank you for making people think that Singapore is awesome in a very diverse creativity. THANK YOU THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank people like Amirah who voted for 50 times for Hady.&lt;br /&gt;I thank my Mum for voting for countless number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5768199862053552755?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5768199862053552755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5768199862053552755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5768199862053552755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5768199862053552755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-presenting-to-you-your-1st-asian.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R2VSsjbFSOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lPww2kZSHG0/s72-c/hady8s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8454660445061585151</id><published>2007-12-16T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T13:01:06.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Asian Idol was quite interesting. Besides the point of where the judges were constantly having cold wars among each other throughout the 2 hour programme, HADY DID GREAT! =D The rest should be ashamed because you guys chose save songs that you guys sang for i-dunno-how-many-thousand-times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn Victor representing Malaysia was all sort of being vain. You can actually see her pissed- face when the judges (excluding Paul Moss) did not appreciate her ability to sing like a loudhailer during the 1st part of the show. And when she sang Gemilang (she sang this for 23455665893838 times), you definitely wanna give a tight slap on the face and tell her to shut up and wipe off the pissed face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Moss has issues with himself. He's pratically slamming the rest of the idols from the other countries for no perfect reason. "You don't touch hearts..", "you're too good looking for the song" and blah3. Firstly, when you have become an idol in your own country, you HAVE already touched the country's hearts. Secondly, its all about commercial value in the business and therefore there is no damn problem to look good on stage. STUPID RIGHT? Get a life loser. Or maybe you were pissed when the Indonesian host said "and from Malaysia... looking not so malay... Paul Moss!". But what's there to be so pissed about? So unprofessional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam's Phuong Vy was super beautiful. I fell in love with her, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;India's Abhijeet has a very awesome control of the low keys. I like!&lt;br /&gt;Phillipines's Mau (her name is abit funny) is spectacular! She will win.&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia's Mike .... I WANT HIS VOICE. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVERTHELESS, GO VOTE FOR HADY OKAY!!! VOTTTEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's only 60 cents. Either 60 Cents or less "gold medal" for Singapore. You choose. Cheyy wahh. Deal or no deal? HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8454660445061585151?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8454660445061585151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8454660445061585151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8454660445061585151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8454660445061585151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/asian-idol-was-quite-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8929674786539533917</id><published>2007-12-10T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:16.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The picnic trip to Sentosa was fun fun FUNN! It was eons ago I guessed since we had cozy and tranquil time with the family. Surprisingly, I was able to wake up at such an early time. No, wait. Because my mum had woke up before subuh or something. Okay no, I'm kidding. But really, I did wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Palawan (it shld be Pahlawan stupid Sentosa. There's no malay word for Palawan) Beach at around 10am and you could actually see people rampaging through the place. THERE WAS SO MUCH FOOD! REALLY!! I ate until for the 1st time I skipped dinner (besides the point on the rojak I consumed almost half of it at ard 10pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got to soak my injured wound (way back in Cambodia during the climb into grabbing lychees) into the water. You see people believe that saltwater heals your wound faster. Damn, was it so painful. But okaylarh, not as bad as putting alcohol on it. I guessed it's healing real soon. Hope it heals fully on wednesday while I'm off set for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH JUST SO YOU KNOW, I GOT A JOB!!!! tralalaallaallaala. It's basically doing and capturing good looking people larh. Okay so, if you're heading town and you think you're good looking, please walk okay. You won't know this clown might just popped out into your face and hands you an application letter. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS TO ME, EVERYONE HAD THEIR MOMENT WHILE ON TOP OF THE SOUTHERMOST POINT OF THE SOUTHCHINA SEA (if that ever makes sense). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;                           &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wuqE-TBYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZccF-5cNb3w/s1600-h/CIMG2318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142036174974682498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wuqE-TBYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZccF-5cNb3w/s320/CIMG2318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wun0-TBXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IXG7JvBt57E/s1600-h/CIMG2315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142036136319976818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wun0-TBXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IXG7JvBt57E/s320/CIMG2315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wul0-TBWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4eaWoPdK_aA/s1600-h/CIMG2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142036101960238434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wul0-TBWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4eaWoPdK_aA/s320/CIMG2314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wvfE-TBZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/x4hlW1SfYWE/s1600-h/CIMG2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142037085507749266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wvfE-TBZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/x4hlW1SfYWE/s320/CIMG2313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8929674786539533917?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8929674786539533917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8929674786539533917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8929674786539533917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8929674786539533917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/picnic-trip-to-sentosa-was-fun-fun-funn.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1wuqE-TBYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZccF-5cNb3w/s72-c/CIMG2318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5800847863567684118</id><published>2007-12-07T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:56:56.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May this be a nostalgic safekeep for me and the rest who have gone through it. Cambodia never dies. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kv3JgglzSEA&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5800847863567684118?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5800847863567684118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5800847863567684118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5800847863567684118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5800847863567684118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/may-this-be-nostalgic-safekeep-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1033354682825248353</id><published>2007-12-06T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:28:32.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 2 with Jap. Princess was actually the saaamee. Verdic: I never going to go work or waste my time to find a Job. Everything seems so blah. And the heavy rain in town didn't help either. Oh by the way, it's the 1st time it has happened that I roam Orchard during a rainy day and it has urged me to get an umbrella that has flowers with them. Macho right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job shits put aside. Initially, Zul and I were supposed to go to the park to take pictures for his portfolio due for his uncle over in KL. Since he's going to KL this Saturday, why not right? So I woke up at 8 am (i slept at 5am), the rain was overwhelming. Being the asshole myself, I told "YES! I can sleep!". But then, I decided the carpark was a good idea too. So we took pictures in the Carpark. Hey! Carparks have artistic features okay. There was this location where the fire hosereel got smashed and with cold breeze gushing in, it feels so ride. Talk about free wind for extra effects! Lol. Afterwhich, we decide to go to Kent Ridge Park for the 2nd session but the rain told us to just walk in Orchard. So plan got busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then met up with Hafiz and his sis. While Cass had initially decide to not come along and wait for Wei Min (he had his interview at urbanmale), we went off to Pizza Hut for lunch. Thanks for the lunch!! The sis had willingly paid for us. Cool right? THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Cassie phoned me that Mariah Carey's DVD was out already at HMV. Note: She stayed there for 2 hours! So I became the ignorant and hyper and strode along Orchard Road to Heeren like nobody's business. Quickly, I grabbed the DVD and headed for the counter to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: "YES YES YES!"&lt;br /&gt;Cassie: "Shuddup Syazwan. She looks big"&lt;br /&gt;S:"Who cares"&lt;br /&gt;(cashier scans the barcode and the sound "teet")&lt;br /&gt;S:"OH am i the 1st one to get it??"&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: "It just got on the shelf 10 mins ago. Congratulations!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOHOOO AND I AM PROUD TO SAY I AM THE 1st SINGAPOREAN TO PURCHASE MARIAH CAREY'S DVD!! HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay somehow I got posessed and told everyone I bumped in HMV to go get Mariah Carey's DVD. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right, we (now its me and Cassie. Zul is with Hafiz and his sister) went to Taka back to get McDonalds as Cassie had to meet Wei Kiong over at International Plaza. Blah Blah Blah. The spa where Kiong is working is really cheap, I think. 28 bucks ? Cheap right. and can get 10% off somemore! Fine, give me the L sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, since I left home at 9.30 am, being a very filial son,  I came home at 8pm instead of the usual 11 pm. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm honoured to say that I went to Orchard 3 days consecutively.&lt;/span&gt; Yeahiihooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylarh, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1033354682825248353?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1033354682825248353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1033354682825248353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1033354682825248353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1033354682825248353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-2-with-jap.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8421129289146224836</id><published>2007-12-05T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T04:27:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some addition to the Cambodia trip (I can never get it off my mind). And the addition of Collide in it makes everything worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Cassie for being such a great company for 11 days. You're everything larh Jap. Princess!&lt;br /&gt;I thank Jia Hui for being excited like me in the plane for departure to Siem Reap. =D&lt;br /&gt;I thank Nazirul for being such a hella of a person. A guitarist, my roomate and mash potatoes and baked beans provider, YOU'RE THE MAN!&lt;br /&gt;I thank Caline for always amusing me while painting. Yes, you will meet Thy again. and SAFETY comes 1st remember! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Fiona for making me laugh at your can-la.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Qiao Yan for introducing me new words I can never imagine. FUNE!&lt;br /&gt;I thank Amanda for willing to be my friend and be my new bitch-partner.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Kendrick for making me think that there are other guys who are very organized out there.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Jing Yuan for entertaining the gang. You don't have to APOLOGIZE anymore! =)&lt;br /&gt;I thank Chunny for borrowing me insect repellent while I misplaced it for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Aaron and Daniel for making boys look macho by doing laundry.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Denise for fugly and Russia.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Amirah for being the single person I called "slengeh" the most number of times in a single day.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Ms Koh and Ms Chua for calling me a Diva.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Sufiah, Marinah, Aqilah and Omairah for thinking my brother is hotter than me. No eyh! I hotter. =D&lt;br /&gt;I thank Mrs See for sarcastic remarks that only you and I comprehend while others can't !&lt;br /&gt;I thank Mr Razak for being YOU. You funny uh!&lt;br /&gt;I thank Ms Ng for taking pictures of me each day.&lt;br /&gt;I thank Mr Soo for being nice all the way. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out with Jap. Princess for job-hunting. No, I'm not kidding. So we decided to head for Tangs. Guess what! I saw M by Mariah Carey!! Quickly I ran and pulled Jap. Princess with me and then we sprayed. So there's this guy promoter who came to me "This came in 2 days ago". I said "I'm a fan of her actually you see" (continues spraying on butterfly shaped paper tester). Hah I have proof! Cassie said it smelled good! So yeah. Not being bias. It is really good. Go geddit. (writes down an addition to What My Girlfriend Should.... *Smell like M by Mariah Carey) =) So anyway, we went up to the HR Office and then the bitch asshole receptionist gave us a very....... i just want to slap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Good afternoon. Can I enquire if there is any available job vacancies for Tangs?"&lt;br /&gt;"You all dunno uh? You all late already larh.. They O level students all come way early. You all uh very late. No no no space..."&lt;br /&gt;"How bout Christmas too?"&lt;br /&gt;"No no no ... All occupied. No vacancy."&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you're a damn receptionist and is the lead individual to have a good image for the company. Secondly, I'm your child issit? It's as if I'm at fault for coming late and causing you to waste saliva to give us Pre-When-You-Apply-For-Job-Guidelines??? Bullshit. Hope you get retrenched next year. And prolly I'll be the receptionist and if you come seeking for a job, I'll go "Ahh u old already.. too late. get lost." See, being frank is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we headed for Metro. Stupid guidelines. You're required to work on public holidays (NOTE: NO EXTRA PAY IS GIVEN). and its from Monday to Saturday/Sunday. Wth right? So forget about Metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head down to HMV but probably we have to go back again the next day cause the office was closed (I wrote this at 4am in the morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also trying for Borders. Wish us luck! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT TSHIRT IS VERY WELCOMING HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This Zara staff made a 270 degrees turn to just read the caption while I was out on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;2. There was this Dad with his kid whom he told to go see my caption. The kid actually ran infront of me and turned and walked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Talk about publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright then.&lt;br /&gt;See you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Stay hot and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Can one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8421129289146224836?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8421129289146224836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8421129289146224836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8421129289146224836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8421129289146224836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-addition-to-cambodia-trip-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4845632431243908404</id><published>2007-12-04T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:17.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1SZJk-TBPI/AAAAAAAAADw/BPGtZhKstso/s1600-R/albumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139901464559420658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1SZJk-TBPI/AAAAAAAAADw/3qMX-LQncjU/s320/albumcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti Nurhaliza - Hadiah Dari Hati&lt;br /&gt;10 December 2007!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1SZJk-TBQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pBP5JSi4E9k/s1600-R/1_900344254l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139901464559420674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1SZJk-TBQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_ccQRY5XPSk/s320/1_900344254l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the house lizard I was telling you guys about! Told you creatures in Cambodia are way big than the ones in Singapore. IT IS A HOUSE LIZARD! I think it has been eating rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-4845632431243908404?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4845632431243908404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4845632431243908404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4845632431243908404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4845632431243908404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/siti-nurhaliza-hadiah-dari-hati-10.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/R1SZJk-TBPI/AAAAAAAAADw/3qMX-LQncjU/s72-c/albumcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1656319522073022263</id><published>2007-11-21T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:44:10.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/R7dr7YEKpm" width="200" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intensive yet an eye-opening experience. 11 Days of perseverance, sincerity and appreciativeness. How I wish I could do something more for them, the streetkids. Sometimes when you beg for something that you can't get, remember to always be appreciative. I've realised how certain things that are already with me may mean a thousand million importance to them. They want a better future. They want a better life and they're working for it. We, here in Singapore have everything including A HAPPY FAMILY. However, we're never are appreciative of all this. We take it for granted. Even an unfinished bowl of rice we throw can feed for at least a kid there who hasn't eaten for 3 days. Interaction was splendid. It's sad to see how the kids see us as inspirations to them. I can remember clearly when we 1st came down from the bus, they were already jumping for joy with smiles on their faces. Even some started to hold hands with various of the cambodian team. I figured how problems I'm coping may seem to be less difficult that the ones they're coping back at home. Definitely, I'll miss them. I'll miss the laughter, the touch and the significance of these kids and the inspiration they have on us. CAMBODIA HAS INSPIRED ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1656319522073022263?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1656319522073022263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1656319522073022263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1656319522073022263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1656319522073022263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/11/date-21-november-2007-destination.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-384673936214724471</id><published>2007-11-20T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:59:27.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Azhar Terimo sent 11/19/2007 5:14 AM:&lt;br /&gt;thanks syazwan&lt;br /&gt;Azhar Terimo sent 11/19/2007 5:15 AM:&lt;br /&gt;this realli means alot&lt;br /&gt;Azhar Terimo sent 11/19/2007 5:15 AM:&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;Azhar Terimo sent 11/19/2007 5:15 AM:&lt;br /&gt;miss u guys alreadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-384673936214724471?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/384673936214724471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=384673936214724471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/384673936214724471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/384673936214724471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/11/azhar-terimo-sent-11192007-514-am.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-2966993126201030634</id><published>2007-11-14T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T12:04:23.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This may be the most personal post ever. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever done your flashbacks? Back when you're aged 3 and u're still sucking into that pacifier. Or even at the age of 5, where all you know is to talk about &lt;strong&gt;Power Rangers&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, I'm bringing you to a titsy-bitsy bit of my life through the music that of course everyone has admired, though only &lt;em&gt;ONCE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 1 - 3.&lt;/strong&gt; I could never have remembered any of this. Well, what I remembered was pulling down the kettle pot while it was boiling, causing me a 2nd degree burnt around the bottom left chest (The scar's still visible till now tho) and toppling over the milo tin and causing a deep cut across my toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 4&lt;/strong&gt;. The 1st singer I listened to. The 1st song I started to sing. The 1st video concert I've ever watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjNFGmB5HQc&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 5-7. Was when Power Rangers came into my life. I've always wanted to become the Green Ranger. Unlike most kids who craved for the White instead. See this is why I'm weird and never blend in well in groups. This was when Britney Spears 1st ever came out. HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ohYJUu0ujc&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 8-9.&lt;/strong&gt; The 1st ever time when I listened to Malay Music that I oughtfully thought it existed only when I have heard it over the radio. This was the 1st song, the 1st Malay artist. Well, actually a song that anyone would memorise. Serious. And, still liking Power Rangers. If I'm not wrong, this was when &lt;strong&gt;The Power Rangers Movie&lt;/strong&gt; got released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku Cinta Padamu - Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8eykCOqPkw&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably during this period, its the rapid change for me into accepting young primary life from a kindergarten life. Well, THE MOST FAVOURITE SONG THAT I LIKE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IggwnFoUO30&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... more exposure to Mariah Carey of course. Well this is rather embarassing. I literally sang and did the entire thing she did during the Daydream Concert over at Madison Square Garden. And I meant everything! to the extend into getting my cousin to sing the male part of One Sweet Day (Mariah's duet with Boys 2 Men)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydream Tour (snippets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W67g40Qh1-4&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULD REALLY WATCH THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright next. I remembered my dad brought the Karaoke set home and was where (as you all know), my likeness for singing started. =) How I started singing and singing like the it's the last day on Earth. And how when you're young and your voice is super high and when you sing, it gets louder and more high pitch till it annoys anyone ? yes. =D Furthermore, I began to propel myself forward into the likes of watching wrestling , WWF (now WWE). I'll definitely buy any single video that's out in the nearest CD store and induldge myself to powerslams and risk-taking maneouevers. Did I spell it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 10. Simply nothing changed. I'm bringing myself yet to another year of education. Oh yes! Streaming. I studied hard. I did get into a good class. Like I said, no one knew Education was THAT important in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genie In A Bottle - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/89iygCKOSeA&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WAS WHEN BUBBLEGUM POP WAS IN IT. And here are my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N'Sync - Bye Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X76_rFJx1-I&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Doubt - Don't Speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/welnlg3svTw&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Backstreet Boys - Shape Of My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dx-hOveXGs&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few here. You get it right do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 11-12. No more Mariah Carey. I sincerely thought she had quit well actually she had a mental breakdown. Allright then shift to Siti Nurhaliza all the way till I was 13. Everyone was crazy about her. And how I tried so hard to know everything about her just to show off to my friends, I am actually somehow related to her. gasps. How foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindai - Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPw1gC2m3IM&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 13-Present. Secondary school starts. Everything changes. My classmates didn't like Malay music so I eventually had to turn back into liking and being updated to English music. So, eventually the most remarkable songs ever to go through me are these, while facing the reality of life as a teen-ager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Belong Together - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tabcCItf76Y&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incosolable - Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gP1MxmOVmnU&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I guess my life has yet to reach its ending. Like all people say, It's just the beginning. All I have to say is to those TRUE people and individuals who has been great pillar of strengths into my 16 years ups and downs, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget the rumors, forget the backstabbing, forget the bitching, forget the lost&lt;/em&gt;. At this point, I'm feeling appreciative and am enjoying every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another day.&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you, every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-2966993126201030634?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2966993126201030634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=2966993126201030634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2966993126201030634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2966993126201030634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-may-be-most-personal-post-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5669634136891553776</id><published>2007-11-09T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:17:10.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUDENTS SHOULD JUST GO TO SCHOOL AND GET AN EDUCATION AND STOP KILLING THEIR CLASSMATES AND TEACHERS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well ... just a passing remark. Toddles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5669634136891553776?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5669634136891553776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5669634136891553776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5669634136891553776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5669634136891553776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/11/students-should-just-go-to-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1699970551867640426</id><published>2007-11-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:34:50.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: This post is being updated for Khairunisa for inspiring me that people are actually still reading the nonsensical ideologies I have been infesting your minds for the rest of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK ANTICIPATE THIS: O LEVELS ARE OVER! Okay you can De-Anticipate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when everything goes very emotional. A typical syndrome that normal O Level students will face after the end of O Levels. Oh NO! Before that, they're too busy actually going around for graduation night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Night. Where It All Ends? Why the hell am i making it like it's super sad. No, its actually going to be a fun night. Finally, a day with no The Principal (no, i will not be sued cause My Principal doesn't Google his name). That's the ultimate motive anyway right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, moving on. I miss composing and writing. It's as if I've lost the "touch" of it that I can't come up with any poetic words. In fact, I've been coming out with non-term words like ORUNOWARGEMBEL that don't make sense. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Britney Spears album. But no, Cassie probably is getting it. So I can borrow it from her. Maybe I should get B2B album. Inconsolable is nice. Or no maybe Gareth Gates new album? This was what actually happened at HMV last evening. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh. Madonna sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I dunno what to blog. Just indulge in this for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"when its for real, its forever"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1699970551867640426?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1699970551867640426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1699970551867640426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1699970551867640426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1699970551867640426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/11/disclaimer-this-post-is-being-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3285963504371455749</id><published>2007-10-22T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:05:36.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now people can shut up and watch this.&lt;br /&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS CAN SING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/up4lLc8jaTE" width="400" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3285963504371455749?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3285963504371455749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3285963504371455749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3285963504371455749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3285963504371455749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-people-can-shut-up-and-watch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1772839686337689276</id><published>2007-10-21T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:04:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE MOST HILARIOUS VIDEO EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcZVZnMcZlY" width="400" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1772839686337689276?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1772839686337689276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1772839686337689276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1772839686337689276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1772839686337689276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/most-hilarious-video-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-361173158017793084</id><published>2007-10-21T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's the new CD cover from the follow up to Siti Nurhaliza's Transkripsi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RxpIqJyWaTI/AAAAAAAAADg/mNvaXxkDwkI/s1600-h/downloads-06-preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123487415106169138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RxpIqJyWaTI/AAAAAAAAADg/mNvaXxkDwkI/s320/downloads-06-preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It should be titled ___________ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I would have selected&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Malam Ini, Hari Yang Sebelumnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;D.E.B.U.T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ft. her English singles&lt;/span&gt;. who knows. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and the new single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ku Mahu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RxpJ-pyWaUI/AAAAAAAAADo/dcfCs9ixSFI/s1600-h/kumahu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123488866805115202" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="239" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RxpJ-pyWaUI/AAAAAAAAADo/dcfCs9ixSFI/s320/kumahu.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-361173158017793084?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/361173158017793084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=361173158017793084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/361173158017793084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/361173158017793084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-heres-new-cd-cover-from-follow-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RxpIqJyWaTI/AAAAAAAAADg/mNvaXxkDwkI/s72-c/downloads-06-preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-2146780330017100834</id><published>2007-10-08T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T05:55:47.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there. It's been ages since I've step foot into this secret wanking hut. =) Since all that hiatus and ongoing revisions for the upcoming O Levels, I've had simply no opportunity to even type 200 letters for a goddamn 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muslims are on their 3/4 way into the finishing line of yet completing another month of fasting. This is why I anticipate fasting rather than Hari Raya itself. To me, Ramadhan has such signifying impact. Ramadhan gives me patience, struggle and clear perceptions between the angel and the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to come up straight. I guessed being inconsolable into one's sorrow may have been the best medicine to see someone else' smile. But, being treated into a bittersweet ride of simplicity, hatred and jealousy isn't a fun thing either. As an individual, I've been given my right and will to say what my mind thinks best. You too, are given the right to acknowledge a certain issue and be confident about it. But being a stabber in the back, an inconsiderate liar, a devouring arrogant person only swallows up the saliva that you've withdrawn. It's not nice to make things complicated. &lt;strong&gt;It's not nice to push the blame on others. It's not nice to make someone feel so small. It's never nice to be arrogant.&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe someone else is indeed wrong. But you've been given a mouth to voice out concerning your dissastifaction. There's no harm in correcting. But there's harm to purposely correct something so incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be appreciative. Always be thankful of what u've gained, something or some sort where others might want/need it more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-2146780330017100834?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2146780330017100834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=2146780330017100834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2146780330017100834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2146780330017100834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3692109987020437803</id><published>2007-09-21T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:42:48.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UzbJWn0496/aus=" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3692109987020437803?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3692109987020437803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3692109987020437803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3692109987020437803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3692109987020437803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5376176835087335529</id><published>2007-09-21T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T20:17:54.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All together noww....... PRELIMS ARE DONE!!! Well actually, it shouldn't be something that I'm suppose to be proud of as the I'm not done with the O's yet. But hey, I should take a break. haha. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims were pretty fine except for Maths Paper 1 which completely sucked. No way in hell can you get such questions for O levels. Let's do this comparison:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O Level 1 mark type qn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evaluate 6-3+(4-5 x 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims 1 mark type qn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evaluate (2)/(1 and a half) to the square root of -3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See what I mean? The rest of the subjects were okay though. I'm glad I'm done for the prelims. Hope I'll do well. Not that I'm not confident or whatsoever, but being over-confident is bad too. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers to 30 days to O levels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. =D Such a &lt;strong&gt;suicidal&lt;/strong&gt; confession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5376176835087335529?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5376176835087335529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5376176835087335529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5376176835087335529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5376176835087335529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-together-noww.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-9095711035350262103</id><published>2007-09-15T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T18:22:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joshhoge.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="joshhoge.com" src="http://www.epicrecords.com/myspace/josh_hoge_banner01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to his tunes. Wow. =)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-9095711035350262103?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/9095711035350262103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=9095711035350262103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9095711035350262103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9095711035350262103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/listen-to-his-tunes.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4175455479113822386</id><published>2007-09-08T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:57:55.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In case you've missed it...&lt;br /&gt;or those who don't read the papers...&lt;br /&gt;nor any internet-free news...&lt;br /&gt;nor talk to anyone and share your thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn i should go straight to the point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should have known by this time of all the buzzing High School Musical has been getting from all over the world. Eh by the way uh, are they stopping by at Singapore? Anyway, a more R-rated related controversy concerning the nude pictures of Vanessa A.H has been surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I think. So, Disney has decided to take her out from a planned HSM 3. Whoa-uh, what are they thinking man? HSM cannot work without her,&lt;br /&gt;Zac Efron together. I mean Disney should have noticed that every star they're making goes haywire, for whatever reasons. Even im-trying-to-be-innocent Hilary Duff has gone haywire too. Don't mention Lindsay Lohan. So yeah, I'm just saying that V.A should be given a 2nd chance. If they could give L.Lo 365 chances, why not her? Everyone makes mistakes. No one's perfect. Look, if she wasn't as popular as she is now or HSM wasn't a big hit, no one would eventually care if it was released now right? So, my point exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound a lil' obsessed for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt;. Can't deny it I am, buy ONLY a little. =) Can't deny the fact that Vanessa's such a hottamale. =P But, I'm just voicing out at how Disney can be really stupid sometimes. No offence. "freedom of speech" baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S Oh if you want those naked pics, just so you know, I'm not a perv. They're not with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-4175455479113822386?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4175455479113822386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4175455479113822386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4175455479113822386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4175455479113822386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-case-youve-missed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8830708026353505424</id><published>2007-09-05T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T05:58:12.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there. It's 5.30 am. Don't you readers wonder that recently I have this tendency of posting at such weird times when not normal Singaporeans (except party-goers, hawker centre owners and those working in similar places) will be awake? Call me weird but it's really quick and calm when u post around these "weird" times. Oh look, the 1st 17 bus just drove past. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2 IS IN 4 DAYS' TIME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, I understand some of you guys might have already watched it. But its never-the-fun when the entire Singapore gets to catch it this Sunday. nyahah. Or u might even be accused of over obession. anyway, heard there is gonna be a part 3. nahh, they should not do it seeing the fact that any movie with parts 2 3 or 11 were pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up at 2.30 am just now. I slept at 10. Such a rare occasion when I'm very disciplined and all, I decided to do face the homeworks instead of the pillow. I spent a wholesome of 3 hours spending time on Maths and Sciences. I felt good cause at least I know I'm revising and am not lagging behind. Humanities haven't yet been touched, seeing the fact that the pressure of Art had its downfall last Saturday. yeah, i took a break out from art for 3 days. I'm going to pay attention to it this afternoon after school. How I wish I had this discipline attitude everyday. Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;- Layout board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;- 6th development board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;- S.S revision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahp, the 3 most important t0-do list as of now. I felt like its 3 months since I've touched it. Grr. Ms Chua wouldn't like it if she sees this. haha. =) Neither is Mr Razak either. Whatever la eh, I'm a good student nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a random post. Heh I'm always random. It's 6am. I'm turning in. Meeting Mr Azhar in 2h for History baby. Ohh ROTFLMAO at his picture over at Jia Hui's blog. Go have a look! Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8830708026353505424?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8830708026353505424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8830708026353505424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8830708026353505424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8830708026353505424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-2726387085561734573</id><published>2007-08-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:18.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Call me foolish, immature and any other synonyms you can think of. I'm making a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; confession here. For once, I'm anticipating something very &lt;em&gt;kids' flick&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;disney-ish&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RtFfga3zZMI/AAAAAAAAADY/OpxVMriufrc/s1600-h/highschoolmusical2bfr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102964863361311938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RtFfga3zZMI/AAAAAAAAADY/OpxVMriufrc/s320/highschoolmusical2bfr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! High School Musical 2. I know I know, now would u please shut up? But nevertheless, I got attracted by the attention it has been getting and all. So, I was making my trip to Popular recently, and there was this girl who went to her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Dad! It's High School Musical!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: It's just the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: But it's new!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: It's still a soundtrack!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So my conclusion. She might be 11 years old. And, when i was eleven, okay maybe younger... let's say 8? I was still anticipating Power Rangers (now give me the =,=" look) like how she's anticipating High School Musical. It's really fun to be anticpating sometimes. So therefore, this post is dedicated to my deprived childhood. Hey, there's no harm in anticipating just like when u're eight right? Just that its not Power Rangers this time. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL&lt;br /&gt;CATCH IT!&lt;br /&gt;7 September 2007&lt;br /&gt; 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Disney Channel (Cable Ch. 33)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-2726387085561734573?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2726387085561734573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=2726387085561734573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2726387085561734573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/2726387085561734573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/call-me-foolish-immature-and-any-other.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RtFfga3zZMI/AAAAAAAAADY/OpxVMriufrc/s72-c/highschoolmusical2bfr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6566514202214757107</id><published>2007-08-24T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:19:16.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello again, readers of justsouknow-.blogspot.com. Okay. I just got back from so-called study outing. Do you count 1 hr of studying and 30 mins flipping through art books a form of studying? Well, we should agree on the first part, don't we? =D So, my mind suddenly when berserk just now and I was thinking how it would be cool if we ever had the PRCS Annual Teacher's Award. You see, Teacher's Day is coming this September, so this (teacher's award) sounds logical as I'm connecting to the celebration of Teacher's Day... unlike you guys who might be thinking I have no life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Of The Year, Favourite Male Teacher, Favourite Female Teacher, Best Science Teacher, Best Maths Teacher, Best English Teacher, Best Humanities Teacher, Most Understanding Teacher are some of the categories which should included. I have some illogical categories though but we'll include that later at the end of the post with the nominations okay? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's move on with me. Eh, my blog afterall.. so about me larh. duh. This week has been rather hectic (i always say every week is hectic.. wth.). With drama-mama(s) here and there, but thank god, everything seems fine and what a way to end the week with going out for a joli-joli (i created this word. dun bother searching for it) adventure! That is, studying. Studying is indeed fun. I like studying. I mean, if the world didn't had education which was made compulsory for every kid, we, kids, will have trouble filling in our time with something fruitful. With no education, the country wouldn't be developing. So I might probably deduce that we, kids, will be helping out our parents in the padi fields ploughing the mud with the buffaloes. hmmm. just a thought. But anyway, that is why studying is a fun thing. So don't brood. STUDY. I'm sighing right now. Higher Malay Prelims are fckin' next week! There's even practical exams! See u junior little-doodies (another word i created), be prepared. It may sound cool to be label as "Graduating Students" but oh-my-god the workload's overloading. After one test comes another, then comes an exam, and then another exam, it gets on and on and I sometimes feel there is no mood for me to study. Don't u sec4/5-ians think so too? Haiz. Nvm, 2 months left. And it's all over. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylarh. I've said enough. THESE ARE THE NOMINEES FOR THIS YEAR'S 2007 PRCS ANNUAL TEACHER'S AWARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2007 PRCS ANNUAL TEACHER'S AWARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for their honest contribution into learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Teacher Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No specific.. Every teacher is nominated. Heh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favourite Male Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Abdul Razak&lt;br /&gt;Mr Azhar Terimo&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yeo Yam Hwee&lt;br /&gt;Mr Harms Collin&lt;br /&gt;Mr James Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Favourite Female Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs See Lee Eng&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Kris Koh&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Kamisah&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan Mei Shan&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sheila Ther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best Science Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Harms Collin&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Kris Koh&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Mimi Ang&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Grace Low&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seet CC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best Maths Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs See Lee Eng&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Kris Koh&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Josephine Wong&lt;br /&gt;Ms Karin Wong&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong JH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best English Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Kamisah (Eng)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan Mei Shan (Lit)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Clara Wong (Eng)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs June Henry (Eng)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yeo Yam Hwee (Lit)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tina Kishore Sajnani (Lit)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sheila Ther (Eng)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Shafie (Eng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best Humanities Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Azhar Terimo (Hist)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Teo Sok Woon (Hist)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Foong (Geog)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Jeniffer Chua (Geog)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Abdul Razak (Art)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Koh Yann Ling (Art)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Sheri P.B (Geog)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Suhaimi (Art)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best M.T Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Phyllis Tan (Chi)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ong (Chi)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Hartini (Mly)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ridzuan (Mly)&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Zainab (Mly)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lee M.M (Chi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Most Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is nominated here... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scariest Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Teo Sok Woon (Hist)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yeo Yam Hwee (Eng)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs See Lee Eng (Maths)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seet CC (Science)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lee M.M (M.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME WHO YOU WILL VOTE OVER AT THE TAGBOARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;=D&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/10298215-6566514202214757107?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6566514202214757107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6566514202214757107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6566514202214757107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6566514202214757107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-again-readers-of-justsouknow.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5865080842264354621</id><published>2007-08-18T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T22:01:46.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many of you might argue of users of bloggers posting too personal-a-post into their blog. I guess not. Its the only way of public humiliation you can inflict from humans who don't understand simple language, or worst, in slang "find fault for no reason.". I'm not being a crybaby or sympathetic, but certain issues that dwell too long needs to be paid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAREFUL&lt;/span&gt; attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I thought of being "idunfuckingcareofhowu'regoingtothinkaboutme" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Guess not, why should i care?&lt;br /&gt;I've got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to lose.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S (to the undefinable gender, try me. see what I can do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, it has been a great week so far. Started painting my art (WOHOOO!!!), got everything scheduled, well okay 2/3 or so. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm.. Saturdays are enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;. Well, since I'm in such a good mood, I'm going to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYAZY WAZY&lt;/span&gt; for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINGS U NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THE CELEBRITY WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Nicole Richie is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;1.1 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(by popular demand)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CHRISTINA AGUILERA IS PREGNANT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. David Beckham is playing for the LA Galaxy in the US. He's not in REAL MADRID.&lt;br /&gt;3. Britney Spears is rumored to be performing for this years 2007's MTV Video Music Awards.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lindsay Lohan is still serving her term for -*sums up:- shits that she did.&lt;br /&gt;5. Siti Nurhaliza has adopted a baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm too lazy to continue.. Therefore, for more info (pls visit)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.trent.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;www.perezhilton.com&lt;br /&gt;www.sultanmuzaffar.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is not a good-mood post. More like I-need-a-life post. But, its true actually. Heh. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-5865080842264354621?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5865080842264354621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5865080842264354621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5865080842264354621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5865080842264354621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/many-of-you-might-argue-of-users-of.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4207320728707860421</id><published>2007-08-14T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T02:36:26.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psst... Come closer.. Okay how lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 2.30 am and I'm having O Level oral in less than 12 hours. Wish me luck yea? (By the time u discovered this, I might have already sat for it 2 weeks ago. come to think of it, don't bother wishing. then again, it'll be reaally nice if u insist to. =D). Right okay. The previous post cum National Day was really boring. I think so. But i guess my posts are really boring right? the fact that the tagboard is decaying every second tells it all. anyway, i &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt; through the process of DPA. SAD. but nevermind. Just like Dr William Tan said, never regard something u can't get/reach/aim as a problem. Its a challenge! So I'm really thinking that they mislooked me. Really. Here comes JC then! Whoo! Actually, Im not exactly disappointed. When it comes to these kinda of things, u cant be 110 pecent sure u will get. Its similar to striking a jackpot. So guess luck isnt on my side this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, to all recipients (did i spell it correctly? Blogger should have auto-edit for wrong spelling.) who had received their MT results. To those who are satisfied and has done well, CONGRATS!! But to those whose otherwise, don't ever give up okay? Do ur best for November. Work 100 percent hard. Don't ever doubt urself. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night folks. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S Cassie: (On having the same blogskin). This is why we are best friends. and see, i dedicated this part especially for you. then again, u might discover this 3 months later. HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-4207320728707860421?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4207320728707860421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4207320728707860421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4207320728707860421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4207320728707860421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/psst.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5882720326018040324</id><published>2007-08-09T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T16:13:49.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First and foremost, as a TRUE Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!&lt;br /&gt;May we endure further obstacles and vulnerabililites with much perseverance for a well developed economy for the future generation in the upcoming years!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long is that? WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright anyway. My parents insist on being patriotic. So, we have to stay at home, to watch the parade. Its not that I hate it or whatsoever, but Its the only time i can take a break and actually go out. But guess what, NO. Since I have a crazy mood of blogging, there's alot of things I wish to put here. Here we go... *drum rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have come out with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAYOUT&lt;/span&gt;! for Art. YEAY! Mr Razak should be proud of me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2. I got an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iPOD Nano&lt;/span&gt; from my parents. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;3. I failed my Chem Paper 2. How &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNCOOL&lt;/span&gt; is that?&lt;br /&gt;4. I just found out my Edusave Account lacks money and its insufficient to use it fully to pay for my Cambodia treat. Then again, how UNCOOL is that?&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;working hard&lt;/span&gt; for Os. I believe in myself. (This can be judged as being Cool and Uncool. Its Os. How uncool can it get? okay then. HOW UNCOOL IS THAT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens in life. Alot of UNCOOL circumstances overshadows those COOL ones. hrmph. but nevertheless, UNCOOL circumstances gives motivation for lazy people like me to work. Rather beneficial to a certain extent. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the topic for this post again? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Right. Happy Holidays. till then.&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/10298215-5882720326018040324?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5882720326018040324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5882720326018040324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5882720326018040324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5882720326018040324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-and-foremost-as-true-singaporean.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8049688983632454186</id><published>2007-08-03T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:37:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALL TOGETHER NOW..... THREE! TWO! ONE! And tadaaa.. This blog is officially opened again!! Well rather, I missed blogging like shit. yes, poo-shit. Well anyway, everything has been going on well. WELL WELL WELL! Its August and u're have three months left! I know, right. i dunno what to write actually. Maybe afterall, I should close this blog. =D SEE YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some people shld be given a space of their own since they're too deluded into insulting others. somehow, not upfront. hmm. dickless? pehpehkless? guess so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-8049688983632454186?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8049688983632454186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8049688983632454186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8049688983632454186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8049688983632454186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-together-now.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-475327074891064124</id><published>2007-06-22T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:52:43.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive realised how God is so incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive realised how life can be so meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-475327074891064124?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/475327074891064124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=475327074891064124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/475327074891064124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/475327074891064124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-realised-how-god-is-so-incredible.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1982347184198043435</id><published>2007-06-21T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:44:47.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a depressing post.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish certain things wouldn't be so complicated. so hard to found ur way out. guess what, i had enough of thinking practical, subjective to always look on the BRIGHT side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i see certain people can be so brave in getting what they want. dare to give me a message saying how displeased he/she is about me. well, how he/she brags about how i wasn't doing as a good friend. a very very LONG hurtful message. but okay, 1 thing for sure, it made me realise. but when i did, nahh. OKAY. im being DUPED again. im sorry if i had to say this. but what's the point of telling me my flaws and state to what u want from me and then go away after that? what's all that for? you told everyone how i was such being a FCUKTARD right across my face and then u were nice.. and the next moment u were so mean? what's that for? so what? are u gonna send me another message telling me how i should start being nice again? right and how certain people could act nice at 1 moment and go so rowdy and harassing the next moment. urgh. its okay to tell me how dissastified of u about me but pls u dun have to exactly tell the fcuking whole world what an asshole am i. and how certain people can have the might to tell me in such visual manner. WOW. thanks. we all make mistakes, but u dun repeat them. cause its really pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lost. im seriously lost. rrrealy. EVERYONE FORGETS ABOUT THEMSELVES at this moment in time when they go for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really care now.&lt;br /&gt;i dun care what u're gonna think about me.&lt;br /&gt;i have said what i have said here.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who has always been there.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who has always HALF been there.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who has tried to NOT be there.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for pretending.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for misleading.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for backstabbing.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1982347184198043435?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1982347184198043435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1982347184198043435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1982347184198043435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1982347184198043435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-depressing-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-312757239754039758</id><published>2007-06-15T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:01:28.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to to blog. but i have no means of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in KL now.&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-312757239754039758?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/312757239754039758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=312757239754039758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/312757239754039758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/312757239754039758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-want-to-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-4497277041939344994</id><published>2007-06-11T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T03:59:12.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUNE IN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, I'll be out of country for the entire week. So, i did these. It's not as GOOD. But i'll be glad for ur opinions. Feel free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/22/542713/So%20Sick%20-%20Syazwan%20%28Demo2%29.mp3"&gt;So Sick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/22/542713/Beautiful%20Liar.mp3"&gt;Beautiful Liar (featuring Farhan Shah)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/22/542713/wga%20kid%20version.mp3"&gt;What Goes Around (MY YOUNGEST BROTHER DID THIS!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys next week! =D&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/10298215-4497277041939344994?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4497277041939344994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=4497277041939344994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4497277041939344994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/4497277041939344994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/tune-in-anyway-ill-be-out-of-country.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1508828209578713453</id><published>2007-06-07T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:01:55.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The holidays are all over right. Yeah okay. So im bored and i have no life. This is what I am going to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUGGAGE BAGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between Water Polo, Polo Master, Central Authentic Polo, Polo Authentic?? Im not being repulsive here but really... prices ranges and the names too. so what's the difference? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POLO. POLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is Saturday coming?? I can't wait. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was fun today. Wohoo. Mrs Ang kicks ass! Somehow Chemistry's easy when she's around. YODEL! BBYE larh. im reaaaly rreeaaly boreeed. REEEAAALLY REAAALY bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1508828209578713453?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1508828209578713453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1508828209578713453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1508828209578713453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1508828209578713453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/holidays-are-all-over-right.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-3365445667655842019</id><published>2007-06-06T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:41:02.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/69Grnh7Qin8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/69Grnh7Qin8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl just got a contract with Justin Timberlake just by posting videos on youTube of her singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-3365445667655842019?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3365445667655842019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=3365445667655842019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3365445667655842019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/3365445667655842019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-girl-just-got-contract-with-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-165043467614902490</id><published>2007-06-06T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:04:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOHHOOOO! Structured programme ended. Your head uh. It doesn't mean remedials have halted too. Just got back from Chemistry remedial which lasted for 4 hours. But it was fun. I have better understanding of what Chemistry is, i think. Yeah, i do. Okay. So, holiday trip's a week away. WOHOOO! but boo!~ i'll feel bad cause its supposed to give me a break and i dun think i deserve it (refers to sucky mid year results.. ). Okay, im trying to work hard. Im trying. Ms Woon believes in me, so will you. okay okay, technical io(red) mode here. shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassie Cassie Oh-Pompieepiee&lt;/span&gt; said something like this .. "when someone/something brings u down, u already have that mentality of not doing your best or being your best" earlier today . i think its really empowering, at the same time, inspiring. it really is. ohh well, cassie inspires people alot. i do too. okay... *cricket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to this Saturday!! FLAG DAYYYYYY. show me the money bebeh (eh disgusting sia..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's post this one more time. i did the other time, we'll do it 1 more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that sleepless night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The mind that wonders inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too beautiful to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too insane to be cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the love that comes from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With your true demuring touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (changed from "it's so hard to say goodbye..")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW. this is for you all lah. say AWW again.&lt;br /&gt;*cricket&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-165043467614902490?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/165043467614902490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=165043467614902490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/165043467614902490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/165043467614902490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/wohhoooo-structured-programme-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-102099310671007197</id><published>2007-06-04T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:18.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmPwxvrn8HI/AAAAAAAAADI/QNPAwfynPMo/s1600-h/DSCN1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmPwxvrn8HI/AAAAAAAAADI/QNPAwfynPMo/s320/DSCN1496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072162342753005682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ms Koh made my day!! WOHOOO! i like lah. finally, my ART Boards have been recognised and commented positively. pheww!!! So to commerate such wonderful occation, this is what I did for art (well, before Ms Koh commented my boards)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmPwx_rn8II/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wf-r01CaxtU/s1600-h/DSCN1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmPwx_rn8II/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wf-r01CaxtU/s320/DSCN1499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072162347047972994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is what u call a bad photographer.. i was merely rubbing my eyes and there wasn't any "3...2..1.." =,=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more though. its in the other camp. i'll put it later. =)&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/10298215-102099310671007197?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/102099310671007197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=102099310671007197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/102099310671007197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/102099310671007197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/ms-koh-made-my-day-wohooo-i-like-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmPwxvrn8HI/AAAAAAAAADI/QNPAwfynPMo/s72-c/DSCN1496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-5883684639424041530</id><published>2007-06-03T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:23:18.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmJe9frn8GI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cn0GwhaI6zI/s1600-h/normal_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmJe9frn8GI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cn0GwhaI6zI/s320/normal_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071720540942102626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if she was 10 years younger (wait ... she will be 17..), make it 12 years younger. i would have dated her. if let's say she's a PR in Singapore. anyway, i have mine. so blah. just a random post. have fun sexy ppl!! =D&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/10298215-5883684639424041530?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5883684639424041530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=5883684639424041530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5883684639424041530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/5883684639424041530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-swear-if-she-was-10-years-younger.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IzmvlE-5DWw/RmJe9frn8GI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cn0GwhaI6zI/s72-c/normal_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1579251852913139656</id><published>2007-05-31T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:52:46.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? i flunged the essay. after much trying my best, i failed it again. well i didn't. i did it last minute. well, im sorry but its the last week of school and doing hmwk will bore u out. dun it? but anyway, im pissed with myself. VERY PISSED. cause, im seriously not pushing myself. really. its sucks. i must knock my head on the wall 20 times, jump 30 times after that and knock it again for another 10. uhhhh!!! ITS FRUSTRATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear all teachers, i hope you guys will not give up on me. seriously, im trying my best to push myself forward. im really tryin'. i know it disheartens u guys to get fsck up marks from me. and it discourages me too for getting marks as pure as shit. i want to improve. i want to do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1579251852913139656?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1579251852913139656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1579251852913139656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1579251852913139656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1579251852913139656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/guess-what-i-flunged-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-6562180555676192315</id><published>2007-05-29T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T19:13:03.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as what ms chua says in today's earlier Geography lesson "human's the root to all evil". i couldn't disagree further. its definitely true to what she has stated. not only are humans potraying themselves as a bullshit alleyhole destroying natural resources, they're doing it to their own kind too. Clearing forests and nature's natural habitats, leads to the danger of extinction. and humans can have the dick of lonesome to go.. "Save these Species" and is quoted by some developed country when they're destroying more natural habitats while upholding the so-called uncovienient truth of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAVE THESE SPECIES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, these happen to humans too. When u're too nice, u'll be taken advantage to one's accord no matter how hard u dun retaliate and be patient. But when it gets too empowering, it wouldn't be nice to not have a "ohh, its okay" attitude but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fcuk you!"&lt;/span&gt; engulfs in liberation. and thats when humans destroy their own kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate Humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm destroying the nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm destroying my own kind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wake-up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CALL&lt;/span&gt; here... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACT UPON IT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it I think!!&lt;br /&gt;Although, ART WAS REALLY TIRING.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY TIRING.&lt;br /&gt;TIRINGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, i said enough.&lt;br /&gt;bbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms?&lt;br /&gt;letter?&lt;br /&gt;e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;face to face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEF? okay, techical mode here. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-6562180555676192315?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6562180555676192315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=6562180555676192315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6562180555676192315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/6562180555676192315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-what-ms-chua-says-in-todays-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1410340732691974335</id><published>2007-05-28T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:43:58.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Okay, since i stay by the main-road (to those who are clueless, now u know.. =D), the bus just went pass. well okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;DROVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; past. while waiting for this ass blogger to load, before that, u see when u clicked on "New Post" it takes a long time and for what reason, its TOO LONG... back. i looked at the bus. and... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;THIS IS WHY SINGAPOREANS ARE SINGAPOREANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;. okay, there were 2 girls seating at the back seat, and walaa! they covered almost the entire space (u can fit at least 6 if everyone of them are of average.. maybe 8 if they're small sized) lying down on the seat itself. WTFU right?! transportation should include seat barriers. its going to be beneficial. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i have seriously no purpose in posting today. well, simply, im bored. June holidays kicked off officialy as of today. Art remedial's cancelled. School's tomorrow. and it'll end around late afternoon. so, that means i have no life again. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Mother Tongue O's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; today. Hope everyone did fine with the paper. Get ur A's aight!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Somehow, i'm thinking of me being very technical. Cause when u talk, walk or even smell something, u're not urself. RIGHT? u are when u start facing the mirror and go talking to urself for self-reassurance or worst, depression. But u see, i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;MENTALLY UNSTABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; when i'm with my friends (like i said, im not alone so im mental) . So the only solution to when I'm being myself is me being Technical? is that logical? heck. i dun even know what the hell am i saying here. hope u guys understand too yea. if u dun, pretend u did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yesterday night, well okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;LATE AT NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;, was pure bliss. quit those dirty thoughts. SMSes rock sometimes uh.. so no wonder almost everyone has been over-using the amount of free SMSes given even though its free for a 1000. maybe we need 10 000. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;See, this is SYAZWAN when he's technical. or maybe im posting it and then u guys are reading it.. then i'm MENTAL. is it?&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/10298215-1410340732691974335?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1410340732691974335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1410340732691974335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1410340732691974335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1410340732691974335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-since-i-stay-by-main-road-to-those_28.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-909140759094779867</id><published>2007-05-27T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:34:53.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="150" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_Kc6CnvwXo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_Kc6CnvwXo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="150" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="150" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5FOBoQSXtg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5FOBoQSXtg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="150" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;What Do You Think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-909140759094779867?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/909140759094779867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=909140759094779867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/909140759094779867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/909140759094779867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-do-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-9049917686876520353</id><published>2007-05-26T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:07:15.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOME QUICK UPDATE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YouTube (credits to EffessCo) has released OUR PRCS IDOL'S 2nd Single, Out Of Reach, on April 10th.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to download it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link 1: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5FOBoQSXtg"&gt;Out Of Reach - Hanani &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link 2 (Download): &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/22/542713/Out%20Of%20Reach%20-%20Hanani.mp3"&gt;Out Of Reach - Hanani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Right that's basically the good news as for you guys. It shld be OLD NEWS by then because I'm practically copy pasted it back to inform you guys. This isn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORDINARY&lt;/span&gt; as you guys can DOWNLOAD it for a tune with your own playlist! Be sure to support your own SCHOOL TALENT!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about all these singing a.k.a singles and what nots, PRCS Idol Season 2 has finally came to a close yesterday in celebration of end of school. This year, we had 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;contestants instead or the normal 8. Also, contestants were told to only sing 1 song as compared to a double last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Marie, took off the stage first with Pink's U + Ur Hand. Despite several technical difficulties, she managed to shine through her strong vocals for the entire song. She walked home 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Adorable (RA) Darryl (i forgot his surname) blew Crestians mind away with his own yet adorable version of  The Fray's How To Save A Life. Despite several difficulties in voice projection, the audience were awed and his bravery to cover a such huge vocally empowered song. He walked home 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indra, my personal favourite, came out next. Bringing home My Everything by Michael Buble, Indra covered each notes pefectly despite of having several crowd control and communication. He walked home in a well-deserved Participation award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Min, who was officially this year's PRCS IDOL gave us her Lips Of An Angel that vowed the entire audience giving her the win as well as champion for this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilee sang Because Of You by Celine Dion. In my opinion, of a such strong and hard song to be singing, she should have done something simpler and lower in comparable to her sweet high piched voice. Also, she walked home with a well-deserved Participation Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final Sec-3 contestant Qamarina gave us a very emotional rock closing rendition of 3 Door's Down Here Without You. She walked home with a well-deserved Participation Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night, or in this case the MORNING, was all anticipating with the return of our ex-contestants who made the event tremendously awesome. Coming out for the 1st segment singing's Christina Aguilera's Hurt, Farhan gave a 1st live tune of a guy singing THAT SONG!! WOW!! Everyone cheered and stood up when GORGEOUSLY Hanani came on stage and serenade the entire crowd with her rendition of Bryan Adam's Heaven. A change in music, she got the whole hall silence into hearing her strong vocals. Wearing matching outfits, the pair came together onstage towards the last chorus before ending it with pure chemistry between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already 12 at night. spare me for all those grammar and what-nots. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY UPDATED!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&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/10298215-9049917686876520353?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/9049917686876520353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=9049917686876520353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9049917686876520353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/9049917686876520353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-quick-update-youtube-credits-to.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-8673475074341525653</id><published>2007-04-14T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:52:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN SYAZWAN DOMINATES THE WORLD AND IN THE FUTURE.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored okay.. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to be called &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niall Blake when he is in Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;He's going to be called &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dartagnan Poula when he is in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He's going to be called Ayn Vuis and be Telepathic if he's born in the year 2893.&lt;br /&gt;He's going to be called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mad Terence the Terrible if he was ever a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Day by U2 is his Theme Song.&lt;br /&gt;He belongs in Soho, New York if he's going to live there.&lt;br /&gt;1 is his expression number.&lt;br /&gt;Valentina is his name if he was ever an exotic dancer. ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barry Vincent is his name in the 1950s. (Who the hell is he?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fedyenka Ilya Novikov is his name if he was in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE U GO. HAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/10298215-8673475074341525653?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8673475074341525653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=8673475074341525653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8673475074341525653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/8673475074341525653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-what-happens-when-syazwan.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-1190053053920924278</id><published>2007-04-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:44:26.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this post is dedicated specially for those whose had been Speech-Daying with me all time. I can't believe its over. ITS OVER. Kinda sad. and how u brood when its on the way, how tiring, but when its over, its just blah.. OVER. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia, working with you was one awesome hell of a time. YES, i may ask u to do this and that, hope u'll understand. WE ROCK LARRGH. TOGETHER TOGETHER TOGETHER!! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca, knowing u was really exhilirating. I thought u wouldn't talk to me. BUT U DID. U're awesome. and hope to see u with more Make-Up done. HAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin, HAH. My mum thought u were good-looking! LOL . LOL . U were great toooooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond, is that how i spell ur name?? AHAHHAAH. Great lipstick effect. Hope to see u soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaslin, u idol-turned-emcee womann... I LIKE YOU LAH. for covering me on tuesday, teaching me the right pitch (although it kinda of didn't workk), BUT WHO CARES. U ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joycelyn, is this how i spell ur name again? HAHA. THANKS FOR THE EYELINER!!!! I THINK I LOOK GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radhiah and the other gorgeous EMCEES, THANKS FOR TALKING TO ME AND LISTENING TO MY NOT-SO-FUNNY JOKES DURING THE PROCESS OF SPEECH-DAY. AHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those, I didn;t practically talked about or specially picked, u guys were really awesome. I have a great time working with u all to make such a compact performance. U thought me maturity and perseverance. and u're blabberings were awesome too. HAHAHHA. u make me feel like im in sec 2 again. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers-in-charge, THANKS THANKS THANKS. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.... 4/5 who came to support. THANKS&lt;br /&gt;THE UGs, who backed me up... u guys kickk ass tooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright. Here u go. SPEECH DAY OFFICIALLY ENDED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-1190053053920924278?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1190053053920924278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=1190053053920924278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1190053053920924278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/1190053053920924278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-this-post-is-dedicated-specially-for.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10298215.post-7692274817203959226</id><published>2007-04-13T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T14:02:25.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS IS IT, THE REAL DAY.&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK SEXY PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10298215-7692274817203959226?l=justsouknow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7692274817203959226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10298215&amp;postID=7692274817203959226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7692274817203959226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10298215/posts/default/7692274817203959226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsouknow-.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-it-real-day.html' title=''/><author><name>myalterEgo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
