<?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-19696188</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:29:33.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME! MINE! SOLELY MINE!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-116137771059241811</id><published>2006-10-21T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T04:55:10.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha~ i think this is the worst time i ever felt so drunk... drank reallie alot today. I have no idea why i'm trying to blog now. haha~ maybe i'll just look back at this blog and laugh at how nonsensical i sound now. haha`.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weixian and his games... wah, reallie made us drink alot... first time i see xianz so seh, and 2nd time i see meilin so seh. heh. Feels good, feels bad... i dunno... the highness feels good, like dun need to care bout anything in the world, cos can't focus as well, but feels bad, cos feels like puking. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very long never feel like this le, so relax~ haha~ okok... i think i shouldn't talk too much. Alot of thoughts going thru my mind, but i think i shouldn't say as i might regret saying it~ sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeH~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-116137771059241811?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/116137771059241811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=116137771059241811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/116137771059241811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/116137771059241811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/10/33.html' title='33'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-116102780285593131</id><published>2006-10-17T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T04:11:14.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>32</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Updates v1.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh~ suddenly feel like blogging... Also dunno why~ I think after the interview from ah min, made me think bout blogging. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life's really different now; being the sports comm head and soccer captain. Never thought that I would actually be taking up leadership roles... at all... haha~ I seriously dunno why i'm doing all these. I guess it was after THOC, then I felt that I wanted to try leadin some people... hmmz, maybe it was what xianz said abt stepping out of our comfort zone, and try things we'll never dare to try. Sometimes, I feel it may have been a little impulsive on my part too... but during thoc everyone was very co operative, and encouraging, especially during orientation, when we were all stress. I guess that's because we've been working together for 2 months that made us so close... and it wun be the same for non-holiday comm. sIgh~ the worst is when pple see only what you have not done, instead of what you have done... reallie sucky ah... haha i guess i shouldn't complain so much lah~ don't sound nice also~ haha, just have to work harder to make my comm more enjoyable for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OkoK` i'll post some photos from a long time ago~ haha. wonder how they'll turn out~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/IMG_3327.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/th_IMG_3327.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoc Kelantan trip~ w/o zhenyang~! our lian bu biao qing 100 marks! haha~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/DSC_7126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/th_DSC_7126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arista~ during Perfect Match 3~ haha i guess it was the best part of all the perfect matches` =P haha hope Prpr mei mei doesn't read this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/DSC_4103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/th_DSC_4103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoc during DnD! the tHeme was horror! check out Edward Scissorshand (Xianz) and Chucky (Prpr). haha best dressed lah! both of them!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-116102780285593131?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/116102780285593131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=116102780285593131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/116102780285593131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/116102780285593131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/10/32.html' title='32'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/thoc/th_IMG_3327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-115783743096051833</id><published>2006-09-10T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T05:30:30.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah~ been a super long tIme~ Orientation is over and it's been 4 weeks into school`&lt;br /&gt;haha~ just finished DnD today and celebrated, well, sort of, meilin's birthday in hall~ will post some photos later~ if the pple send me` haha. Abit seh seh now... haha. help jason finish his bottle of red wine, and drank abit of alcohol, since weixian was making some for all of us. haha. weixian reallie not bad ah, the drinks he... okok, i dunno the word, so i'll stick to 'make', is seriously quite nice, and innovative. though we were drinking shots. haha` they still drinking outside my room along the corridoor lah...~ came in cos later in the morning at 0830 got IBG soccer, and i'm supposed to be in charge... really afraid i can't wake up ah~ haha~ already 0520 now le. confirm gone case` haha. hope joanna and hongyi will wake me up. =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, orientation was a blast, and Dnd too~ though my costume reallie made it hard for me in the first half, and i completely din feel like talking at all.` haha` 2nd half, i decided to take it off, and i felt SOOOOoooOOoOOOo much better lahx` haha. i could finally enjoy the food~ the 0 course meal which i din feel full after eating` It was held at the legends at fort canning... the food was not bad lah~ but somehow this kinda formal dinner can never seem to make me feel full compared to a small bowl... okok, a normal size bowl of fishball noodle~ meepok dry~ haha~ maybe cos eat slowly, then dun feel the impact~ hmmz... i dunno`? haha.&lt;br /&gt;heh~ ok lAhh~ will post the photos later~ i hope~ =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-115783743096051833?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/115783743096051833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=115783743096051833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115783743096051833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115783743096051833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/09/31.html' title='31'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-115333528501446325</id><published>2006-07-20T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T02:56:34.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geylang's food</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Geylang supper~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had supper at Geylang lor 17 last saturday, think was 15th July. heh~ jason brought us there one... Attendance present got me, jason, fuhong, melsa, poh and meilin. heh, food was okay ah, though not exactly filling, coz supper everyone din wanna eat too much, i think~ heh~ but it tasted okay lah~ not bad. and the crysanthemum tea was in a very big tup~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSC00455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chee cheong fun and dunno what~ haha~ but tasted nice~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSC00454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fun with chee cheong fun~ haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSC00453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Small dragon buns~! my favorite~ haven tried ding tai fung, but so far crystal jade's the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSC00452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nor~! the crysanthemum. Although it looks like a cup, it's actualli a tup~! i took it such that it looks like a cup~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSC00450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one ah... tasted nice also. haha i think is fried doufu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-115333528501446325?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/115333528501446325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=115333528501446325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115333528501446325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115333528501446325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/07/geylangs-food.html' title='Geylang&apos;s food'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-115142283970585453</id><published>2006-06-27T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:57:42.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thoughts when showering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh` as the title says... yar~ just thoughts i had when i was showering. Hmmz... relationships are so fragile... you can be super nice to someone for so long, and all it takes is 1 mistake from you, and u're condemned... Sigh... It's like the day before when you're helping a fren out, you're the nicest person in the world, and the next day, u say something stupid... and the screen says "Game Over". Well... i guess it's always like tt. Life isn't fair. You can be wearing condom all ur life and that 1 time which u din, u get AIDs... haha~ good analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar... i still remmbr tt tIme my fren's nick was 'happiness does not belong'... like she does not deserve to be happy like tt... then i was like trying to tell her tt everyone does, and we all have our fair share of happiness... hmm... but then after tt i try to relate to myself... then like quite... dunno what like tt... Hmm... i guess whenever i feel too happy i sort of lose touch with myself... sometimes when i'm high, i find myself super irritating lah~ even i myself also cannot stand. so i always try to control myself... i guess it's not reallie a bad thing ba~ better than pple getting irritated by me~ haha. i also dunno what's wrong with me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok~ dun write le~ maciam i took jacuzzi like tt~ thought abt so mani things` haha~ anyway i forgot to bring my towel back to hall! argh!! but good thing yiwen bought for me... though i think aik told her cheap cheap one... then it's reallie cheap, onli 2 bucks~ it's blue and normal size lah, quite big~ so yupyup~ but the best thing bout the towel is that it's water-proof~ damn good lah~ my water accidentally splashed on it from my shower and the water beads rolled off the surface... haha~ when i tried to dry myself, it was like spreading water over my body... haha~ well, what to expect...&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt: remmbr to bring my towel, dun try to save on towels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-115142283970585453?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/115142283970585453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=115142283970585453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115142283970585453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115142283970585453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/06/29.html' title='29'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-115099851466746568</id><published>2006-06-23T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T01:48:34.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;28th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh~ my 28th post... not including those wu eh bo de~ haha` got keep track okay~&lt;br /&gt;okok finally 1 post after dunno how long. In thoc now, it's th orientation committee ah... hmmz... haha~ i can't say it's sian right? but i guess it's better now. cos initially wasn't reallie close to anyone, so did feel quite out of place. but now feel more in place le` though the workload is actually quite alot... more than what i expected, but it's ok lah~ haha trying to be tactful here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz... but i guess there're sacrifices ba... like spend so much time in hall, like become less close to jason they all... hmm... although i believe once they come back to hall it'll be ok le. haha` still gotta be his roomie for another sem` bleahx. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i guess there's nothing much to say le. haha~ so yupyup~ hope to meet up with those pple whom i very long never meet le. and i hope melsa haven eaten up the chocs she got 4 me` haha. okok~ already 0145 le... shall go wash up and prepare for tmr~ soccer! saturday got match! sunday also got!!! yays~! heh~ gian soccer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-115099851466746568?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/115099851466746568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=115099851466746568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115099851466746568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115099851466746568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/06/28.html' title='28'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-115082161549649865</id><published>2006-06-21T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:41:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting~ long ago one</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Genting~ long ago one~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh~ some old photos, went Genting with nJ classmates ( some of them ). in May~ haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/CIMG2692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me~ not acting cute!~ but reallie cute! hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/CIMG2650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and vieve~ think at pizza hut ah~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/CIMG2756.jpg" /&gt;'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and Grace~ wu ke feng gao!! wu ke feng gao!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/CIMG2673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Biang~ how come full family photo resize till so small... my gOd~ anyway... yupyup!~ heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-115082161549649865?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/115082161549649865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=115082161549649865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115082161549649865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/115082161549649865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/06/genting-long-ago-one.html' title='Genting~ long ago one'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114892492137860699</id><published>2006-05-30T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T01:54:52.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Quite fun` fRom phuimun~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head. Don't read the questions before you write, and tag 5 people to do the survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. phuimun&lt;br /&gt;2. vieve&lt;br /&gt;3. mr&lt;br /&gt;4. kuma&lt;br /&gt;5. jason&lt;br /&gt;6. fuhong&lt;br /&gt;7. igog&lt;br /&gt;8. meilin&lt;br /&gt;9. melsa&lt;br /&gt;10. ka&lt;br /&gt;11. mich&lt;br /&gt;12. iamfooty&lt;br /&gt;13. pwc&lt;br /&gt;14. guanyu&lt;br /&gt;15. colin&lt;br /&gt;16. balloon&lt;br /&gt;17. worm&lt;br /&gt;18. joohui&lt;br /&gt;19. huijun&lt;br /&gt;20. grasu&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1. How did you meet number 14?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.. my nj classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2.What would you do if you had never met Number 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toingx... guess choir life's gonna be more boring~ haha. my best girl friend in choir leh~ haha and my nj class too~! and gp i think... wah~ .... din realise i can remmbr... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3.What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waH`... reallie always kena the same sex one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4. Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! seriously... same again lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;5.Describe no.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr?? haha~ aiyoh... know him reallie super long lah... longer than i want! hahaha. err... funny~ quite crappy, can be serious when he wants, and don't like the workers in thomson prata house` haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;6.Do you think No.8 is attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meilin!? omg... how come i always kena all these funny qns for funny pple one!? haha~ i guess she's attractive... in her own sense ba~ haHAhAhAha! okok, it's really up to her lor... in front of me always act like guy like tt... but i've seen her more feminine side when she talking to... aiyah~ haha~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;7.Tell me something about No.7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poh ah~ she's meilin's bardee lor... haha. but she got surname fetish` hahaha! always like a kiddy boy like tt` but cute lah` haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;8.Do you know anything about no.12's family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;james ah... err... i dunno leh... just tt that time play suan ming with poker cards and he actualli thought of his mother... my god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;9.What is no.8's favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Err~ haHAhaHahAa... i reallie wonder if i should say...~ hahaha... ok ok... food ah? chicken? haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;10.What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;11. What language does 15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chinese and english lah~ toingx... last time in sec school he always lalalee~ haha spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;12.Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melsa? orh~ haha~ dunno if confirm already... need some bmg to keep me updated~ *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;13.How old is 16 now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my age lah... my sec 3 classmate lehx... 22~ attached but still availablE? haha~ i anyhow say one ah~ dun scold him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;14.When was the last time u talked to 13?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, pek ah... never see him ard one lah... since last sem he started self studying. eh... guess is genting trip ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;15. Who's 2's favorite singer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... my god... gen ah... oRh! i know liao... haha! rainie yang? her AI MEI~ hahahaha! then dunno liao... she got say b4 ktv likes to sing SHE... think she's gonna train up on her fish leong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;16.Would you date number 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wtf... haha reallie is wtf... i bet kuma see le also thinking in his mind wtf. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;17.Would you date 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poH? wah... go out ok lah... date ah... errps~ haha~ confirm cannot bring to high-class place... she'll be too worried thinking what she should wear~ haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;18.is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eh~ should be still attached ba...~ i not so sure leh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;19.What's 10's last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka lor~ tan hark kah... last name is ka is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;20.Would you ever consider being in a relationship with 19?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha~ i doubt so ba~... tHinking bout it feels quite weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;21.What school does 3 go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntu accounting lah... *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;22.Where does 6 live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macpherson there lor, with the killer 5 xiang. haha~ near cedar~ with his scardey cat dog~ haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;23.What's your favorite thing about number 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason? err... i guess he's generosity ba~ as in not gei gao~ my roomie leh~ haha~ not like the eagle... every small thing also remmbr... hahahahahA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging: aiyah~ whoever larh~ everytime i tag nobody hues me one` sucks...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114892492137860699?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114892492137860699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114892492137860699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114892492137860699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114892492137860699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/05/27.html' title='27'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114660001164506143</id><published>2006-05-03T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T04:03:51.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol~ damn sian sIa` ok, just write my PL build~ weI` dun comment on this, i'm just writing cos i can't sleep~ haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lvl Skill Build&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1-5 lvl3 spear and lvl1 dopplewalk&lt;br /&gt;6 ultimate&lt;br /&gt;7-10 max spear and max dopple walk&lt;br /&gt;onwards ultimate, juxapose then stats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the ultimate road to success for the Phantom Lancer is to ks! Join every gb which u think is possible of winning, and shamelessly spear every dying opponent. If the opponent seems too strong, quickly press "w" and go another lane to farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Item Build&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First get a ror and 3 clarity pots. (since agile melee need life regen, and clarity for dw and spear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately should get diffusal blade, but usually i'll get my robe first for the extra mana, since i wun be hitting pple much. Tt's why i maxed juxapose later.(diffusal because images can also have feedback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on whether i need the life, i might go for vitality booster for manta style, but try to finish up your purge before forging manta. If i don't need the life and i'm doing well ksing kills with my spear, i'll get radiance. Somehow it works well with pl. Only after i get my radiance do i forge my manta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then i'm already beyond godlike. so i'll go on to get aegis. but usually the game ends before i get aegis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAQs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Isn't s&amp;y or eos good for PL as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, all i can say is s&amp;amp;y dun make ur images do alot of dmg. Also, if i'm not wrong, the images do not have the orb effects of both s&amp;amp;y and eos. but they do make ur images super duper uber hard to kill. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What about butterfly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, butterfly increases ur attack speed alot. But dmg-wise radiance is better. i used to get butterfly but i feel that radiance is more effective, with both farming and ksing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What can I do if i meet a nuker or even 2 in my lane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most impt thing is stay back and level up. Even if they exp deny, you are still able to get the creeps that reach your tower. You can try to farm near ur tower too. Meanwhile, nuke the one w/o a ring or lesser health. and when u think u're ready to kill, just dw and spear him again. He'll be stunned cos he sees ur img near the tower. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What if i keep getting backstabbed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... You can dw... if it fails, get maphack next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What if i'm stuck at the robe of magi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ur opponents are level 16 and you onli have a robe of magi, the best thing to do is to pull the cable that links your com to that hole on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114660001164506143?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114660001164506143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114660001164506143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114660001164506143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114660001164506143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/05/26-part2.html' title='26 part2'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114659838908014135</id><published>2006-05-03T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T04:04:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over le, at least for me lah~ while most of my bardees in hall are still mugging hard, i'm already playing` haha. poh and he got gen bio on thurs, jason also got one paper on tmr and on thurs, and meilin got cn1111, the killer chem eng module, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feel lost all direction in life... still remmbr a week ago, whatever i do, i must do fast fast so got time left to study... but now i'm like some lam nua kia. haha~ just relag one corner... and there's like nothing which i'm reallie looking fwd to... just day by day...&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; (biangx.. got this bee flying ard my table light, but after studying lsm1303 i not so scared liao~ haha!)&lt;/span&gt; anyway should be clearing up my room soon le lah` think by end of week gotta move out liaox, and wait a few more weeks thoc gonna start... sigh... not reallie looking fwd to it... like gonna be alot of late nights and earli mornings, and dun have pple i'm reallie close to in it... though ml told me we'll end up very close... but still` sighz... understanding and the process is super different sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz... been thinking abit past few days... but i guess there's nothing reallie much i can do ba~ anyway i think i'm managing quite well now... so yupyup~ kk think i do one more entry b4 i sleep. haha~ got a stupid idea~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114659838908014135?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114659838908014135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114659838908014135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114659838908014135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114659838908014135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/05/26.html' title='26'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114612868483515515</id><published>2006-04-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:04:44.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Some sexuality survey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Classic Lover&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;50% partner focus, 19% aggressiveness, 25% adventurousness &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You prefer your romance and love to be traditional rather than daring or out-of-the-ordinary, you would rather be pursued than do the pursuing and, when it comes to physical love, you concentrate more on enjoying the experience rather than worrying about your performance. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This places you in the Lover Style of: &lt;B&gt;The Classic Lover&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The Classic Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and is the closest it comes to the classic images of the princess in the tower, or the romantic and chivalrous knight, or the hero/heroine from a Disney film. The Classic Lover is a treasure to find, though it can be difficult to do so because they sometimes tend to be shy and/or difficult to successfully court. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In terms of physical love, the Classic Lover again can be shy, and often needs more in terms of emotional security to feel comfortable than some of the other Types. Given the right setting, and the right lover, the Classic Lover can be a delight in bed. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Romantic Lover (most of all) or the Devoted Lover, or the Liberated Lover. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Congratulations! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;Nerds, Geeks &amp; Dorks&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577"&gt;America/Politics&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346"&gt;THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1125085299.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=42 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=108 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;28%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;partner focus&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=5 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=145 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;3%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;aggressiveness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=6 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=144 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;4%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;adventurousness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346'&gt;The Lover Style Profile Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952'&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114612868483515515?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114612868483515515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114612868483515515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114612868483515515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114612868483515515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/04/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114564068330187230</id><published>2006-04-22T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T01:31:23.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Before PC1432&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 0122 in the morning... Jason is dotaing and i'm bout 7h to my first paper. haha~ and i was wondering why are pple still blogging during turbulent ( did i spell correctly? ) times~ haha. Listening to Kang²'s "&lt;em&gt;you don't love me&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Quite nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now suddenly got a few clouds drop outside my window, and it rained for a while... sIghx~ rainy nights always make me feel poignant... haha~ think i say before in some prev prev prev entry~ anyway, my mind is reallie in a blank now... all the biot-savart and ampere's law ... i realised how ez they are compared to the super duper long schrodinger's equation, and compton shift equation... sianz... hope when i wake up still can remmbr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bIangx... just now study until super sleepy, now online not sleepy le... reallie is &lt;em&gt;fan jian&lt;/em&gt;... but i think i should go lie down... if not tmr morn sure die~&lt;br /&gt;logz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114564068330187230?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114564068330187230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114564068330187230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114564068330187230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114564068330187230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/04/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114486971080380444</id><published>2006-04-13T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T03:21:50.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;lol~ everytime see photos, always remmbr the newspaper headlines for couples who end up killing each other. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;"JunHong in happier times" haha spastic~ &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSCN1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;my cat high classmates~ 4-7, well not all of them lah` as in... err... not all of them in there are my classmates, and not all my classmates are in there~ haha` .&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/DSCN1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;This was taken together with the top photo. This is.. ermm.. jia ba lang lah` reallie is mix like shit... some cat high... and onli one guy from nj. Taken at some lousy field in sembawang... it's a sec school ah... can't reallie remmbr the name... eH!? then now i think also like not sembawang le~ God... sucks leh, my memory. anyway, it was before kkl go overseas to study, and tim i think.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/scc7-a-side.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;WAH! super retro~ nj tt time one. 7-a-side, @ Scc. realised all the soccer photos the same one. haha. Still can remmbr tt time ah... think lost to acjc in pk shootout, before semis, is it quads? i dunno?~ haha. then the keeper's saved yonathan's shot. stupid keeper.&amp;nbsp;hmmz~ emotions coming back now~ haha, miss those days... anyway, we lost lah... tt's why the back row all so black face... still got date down there~ 260102. haha.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114486971080380444?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114486971080380444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114486971080380444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114486971080380444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114486971080380444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-photos.html' title='Some photos.'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114460451573369762</id><published>2006-04-10T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:41:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz~ a few days ago, i was thinking, if i were to be misunderstood... should i spend the effort to explain myself... sometimes, it's just so difficult trying to explain sth to someone, when he only hears what he wants to hear, and everything else which i say is crab. Moreover, whenever i do that, i feel so fake myself... i dunno? like even though i'm speaking the truth, i just feel like i'm making up excuses... sIghz~ maybe i'm just not the kind to do this kind of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, sometimes i feel that if he were my fren, he should know my character... but because of what he sees and what he hears, he chose not to believe in me, and doubts me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sIghz~ in conclusion, i told myself that if i were to be misunderstood... i guess i'll just let it be... afterall, it's ezier being the bad guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114460451573369762?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114460451573369762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114460451573369762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114460451573369762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114460451573369762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/04/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114400029618100041</id><published>2006-04-03T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T02:00:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Tagged by Phuimun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bold the following words that are true about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Green! the things you wish were true.&lt;br /&gt;3. add one thing true about you&lt;br /&gt;4. and then tag onetwothreefourFIVE more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch TV these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I own lots of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wear glasses or contact lens.&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've tried marijuana. (it's heaven on earth!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've been in a threesome ( 2 girls please, not guys. hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost and scar-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I talk really,really fast/unclear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have alot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single! (can't imagine someone putting green for this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy window-shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't hate anyone. I dislike them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant past or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;Democrat.&lt;br /&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;br /&gt;I am preppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;I love my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; am comfortable with who I am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I worked at MacDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love kisses.&lt;br /&gt;I fall for the wrong people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers more than originals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can move my tongues in waves, much like a snakes slithers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person I work with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden an elephant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love chocolates and crowns!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; go to school NOT for the sake of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't ride a bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm the only person crazy enough to do this at 6 in the morning without any sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;I feel crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I love tomatoes!!&lt;br /&gt;I like peanut butter on bananas.&lt;br /&gt;Been told "You're on fire!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm a netballer.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Serendipity.&lt;br /&gt;I think the word 'RASPBERRY' is sexaaay!&lt;br /&gt;I love to look at people's teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't wanna grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can cross my eyes n stick out my tongue n still look cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gaining weight is a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;I am a PRO...procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;I am a corporate chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love soft-toys and I think I'm going to have a roomful of them nxt time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I cannot miss a day of workout.&lt;br /&gt;I love Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to miss school!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think of sex at least 3 times a day~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha~ ok, dunno who to tag lar~ can tag phuimun back anot?&lt;br /&gt;i think pple i tag sure bo chup or they dun blog... okok let me think~&lt;br /&gt;ka~ shiyao~ seok~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114400029618100041?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114400029618100041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114400029618100041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114400029618100041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114400029618100041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/04/22.html' title='22'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114348130830498593</id><published>2006-03-28T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T01:41:48.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;What a cockster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rainy day, and it was damn nice to sleep lar~ Anyway after my maths lecture from 9 to 10, i came back to hall and slept till 2, Since my CS lecture was from 2 to 4. At 2, i pulled myself out of bed and went for lecture. When i became more awake on the bus, I realised it's gonna be quite paiseh to be so late~ and entering a LT full of pple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i alighted at the engine bus stop, it was about 1430 and i hurriedly hurried to LT7 and i thought to myself "I'm dead I'm dead". When i pushed opened the door, i expected the pple at the back to turn around and look at me... As i took my first step into the LT, I'm like OMG!~ WHERE'S EVERYONE!?!?!?! fuck~ was there a change of venue? I frantically dashed out of the LT to check the doors for any notices which might tell me where they changed the lecture too. But there was nothing~! onli some stupid posters! ArgH! I called Ben but he rejected my call! sHit~! okok, then i took a deep breathe and calmed myself down, And i took out my file to check my timetable. WTF! THE LECTURE'S FROM 1200-1400!!! pEngx! so paiseh lar! as i walked back to the busstop, i could visulise random symbols like this flying out of my mouth "&lt;a href="mailto:$#@!%$!^$%!#$!%!%@$"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;$#@!%$!^$%!#$!%!%@$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;". what the hell... 11 weeks already i still forget my timetable... since when i become so cockster one... must be spend too much time with jason le~ haHAha. okok~ siGhx... maybe i too sleepy le~ haha excuses~ but reallie is super dumb lar... sIanz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... wanna go sleep liao... i remmbr when i was young, bout sec 1/2 and before, whenever i got any trouble, once i sleep and wake up the next morning, every problem will be okay le. but then as i grew older, realised that this method no longer works anymore... when i wake up, i still feel the pain and sorrow of the night b4... but... well... at least when i sleep now, i don't have to think of what's troubling me now~ haha` so i think i going to sleep le~&lt;br /&gt;Logz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114348130830498593?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114348130830498593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114348130830498593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114348130830498593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114348130830498593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114340344812631074</id><published>2006-03-27T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T04:04:08.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hmmz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha` ok, the previous entry was super dumb cos i typin halfway when James and he came into meilin's room too... and knowing them, they'll be sure to be like "WAH! JunHong~! u have a blog ah?" blah blah blah... i dun like the hoo-ha... haha so i frantically clicked the most obvious button and it was the orange "publish post". haha~ dumb lAhx~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sIanz... trying to do my animal behaviour tutorial 2. It's super tough, and it's on conservation education, and there's like nothing to do with animals... although the lecturer argued that human behaviour also related to animal behaviour... heh` i dunno? if he says so lar, not as if if i complained he's gonna change the essay for us to comment on. anyway tonight's the deadline... i hope i can finish in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to mp3 now and msning meilin... haha reallie wanna msn her when she just stays downstairs... iRony of hall life ba~ actualli sometimes i msn jason too~ hahahaahaha`! don't be silly! of course not, i still not so wu liAo! onli sometImes when i wanna zee xiao him. hmmz... but ( omg! i read this in the animal behaviour essay. ) technology which aids in communication actualli pulls us further apart. although we chat more online, our r/s have sort of be restrained to a virtual world, and not physical... I mean... i wun be telling my frens some of the things which i blog abt, in person. Some things are just too... hard... embarrassing kind of hard to say with ur mouth. and i was reading this news article, about teachers bloggin and students reading it... The difference is when u tell someone something, he'll be feel like u're nagging at him. However, if he goes to ur blog and read it, he's making the effort to see what u want to say. In this case, he has a choice` and he feels more ready to accept what u're saying, even though both set of information is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk` think i gonna sleep soon le. tmr gotta wake up at 8 for maths lect~ haha. finally decided to go~ no more webcasts! haha`&lt;br /&gt;logz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114340344812631074?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114340344812631074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114340344812631074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114340344812631074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114340344812631074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/20.html' title='20'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114321150026595852</id><published>2006-03-24T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:44:00.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;In Meilin's Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah~ In Meilin's room now on a friday night. haha. haven go home yet. Meilin is downstairs talking to He, while Poh is studying at Ping's table for her statics quiz 2 tmr morn. and jAson is ... as usual... disturbing pple. haha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114321150026595852?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114321150026595852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114321150026595852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114321150026595852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114321150026595852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114236387677667273</id><published>2006-03-15T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T03:17:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/sports2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Sports comm photo~ so many pple...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/blockA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;block comm~&amp;nbsp; not so many pple...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114236387677667273?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114236387677667273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114236387677667273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114236387677667273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114236387677667273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo shoot'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114236280767831393</id><published>2006-03-15T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T03:00:07.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Computer Gender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from my CS1101C joke forum. Think it's quite an old joke cos i remmbr reading it very long ago~ but still very funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marketing director for a prominent computer manufacturer was devising a new advertising campaign for his company. While researching consumer response to his product, he asked "Naval ships are commonly referred to as 'she' or 'her'. What gender would you assign to your computer? Give four reasons to support your answer..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large group of women reported that the computers should be referred to in the masculine gender because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. They have a lot of data, but are still clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they are the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that, if you had waited a little longer you could have had a better model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men, on the other hand, concluded that computers should be referred to in the feminine gender because:&lt;br /&gt;1. No one but the Creator understands their internal logic.&lt;br /&gt;2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;3. Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for later retrieval.&lt;br /&gt;4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114236280767831393?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114236280767831393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114236280767831393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114236280767831393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114236280767831393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/17.html' title='17'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114193367399269318</id><published>2006-03-10T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T03:47:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;MOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah` I learnt something new today... i finally realised what they mean when they said drowning ur sorrow with alcohol makes the sorrow more sorrow... haha~ first time i drink until like tt... okok... not like i was trying to get myself drunk and drown my sorrow... just had a little more than usual... then i seh le... reallie is cannot drink... haha, which is also good... go chiong can save money on alcohol... jason and fuhong on e other hand... simply KOed... think they reallie got some things troubling them, that's why they wanna get drunk...&lt;br /&gt;okok i'm still quite seh... going to bed le~... think i'll feel better tmr morning... i hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114193367399269318?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114193367399269318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114193367399269318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114193367399269318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114193367399269318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/16.html' title='16'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114148995549768398</id><published>2006-03-05T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:32:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Bishan Big Mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;At Bishan Big Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay~! Guess where I am now~? haha, i'm at KAP~ haha bIsh! no lar~ i'm reallie at bishan big mac. Supposed to be studying with Akuma. But well... haha~ since hardly get to use internet at home, so using this chance to blog~ Anyway, I've sort of finished my PC1432 tutorial 3 at mos le~ mos as in mos burger~! yupyup~ 1 qn lar~ haha. kanasai, why must Faraday and Ampere come up with all those fuck theorem~! so hard to remmbr! Still must integrate this integrate that~ wah~ and hor, i also hate biot-savart~ sucks~! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sis got 4As and B3 for GP for her A-levels. Reallie is like brother like sister~! wahAhaha. Bhb~ haha` i got 1B lar~ but she got S-paper too~ though i'm not too sure bout the results` think she coming NUS study physics. cRazy~ i think she still dunno who's Ampere, Biot-savart and Faraday~ haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay` i guess the hot news in town now is the NYP video~ hmmz... shan't comment much on it though, but the person who uploaded it is reallie a fucking bastard~ next time should steal his/her phone and upload their videos~ haha` well... okok... just kidding~ kk my lappie running low on batt le~ 18%... think i should just log off now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oH yar~ b4 tt... i said sth i reallie shouldn't have said on wed... think reallie is stupid, very insensitive of me`... then now quite regret` but~ hopefully things will get better lar~ yupyup~&lt;br /&gt;lOgz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114148995549768398?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114148995549768398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114148995549768398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114148995549768398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114148995549768398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/03/at-bishan-big-mac.html' title='At Bishan Big Mac'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114063994159135985</id><published>2006-02-23T04:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T04:25:41.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari</title><content type='html'>come come do my johari window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Spaztic"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Spaztic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114063994159135985?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114063994159135985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114063994159135985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114063994159135985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114063994159135985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari_23.html' title='Johari'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-114036862664161833</id><published>2006-02-20T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:03:47.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oKay, been bugged to update my blog` haha. hmmz~ okok tHink i shall talk bout my mundane life then~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes laR! the midterm break finally here~ If u think i'm going to start and play and enjoy myself then u're wrong~! I'm so looking fwd to midterm cos i can finally watch my 10h of Maths webcast!~ on double or triple integration~ hahaha. sucks. Anyway, my midterm tests has ended before my break, so i don't reallie have to be studying during this break, which means just a little catching up to do`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben just lent me his Be With Me DVD. well... it's a nice movie~ and ezanne lee and samantha are very pretty~ hahaHa. okok... that apart, the way the movie was filmed is ... ermm... nice`? haha. although i dun reallie understand the story, but the old couple was pretty touching~ yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;And i watched 'I not stupid too'! with mr, kuma and vieve... my god! was super ... is super nice`! although at the beginning was more of a lame and funny story buildup, the ending was very touching. I cried... well... the tears flowed lar~ but yupyup` nice. worth the $$. think poh, meilin and jason will be watching tmr afternoon, wun mind watchin it again~ heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup~ guess that's it for now ba~ Think wil be updating more during the hols`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-114036862664161833?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/114036862664161833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=114036862664161833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114036862664161833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/114036862664161833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/02/14.html' title='14'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113985406820045901</id><published>2006-02-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T02:07:48.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some test~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/first-kiss.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: friendly and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113985406820045901?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113985406820045901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113985406820045901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113985406820045901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113985406820045901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-test.html' title='Some test~'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113951336105113188</id><published>2006-02-10T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T03:29:21.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/PICT0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Although the pic looks like we're torturing it, we didn't! Reallie!!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c18/Saggytaurius/PICT0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Picky~ &lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113951336105113188?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113951336105113188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113951336105113188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113951336105113188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113951336105113188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/02/photos_113951336105113188.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113951215250133544</id><published>2006-02-10T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T03:13:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha` been a long time since i last posted... hmmz, actually i also got nothing much to say, so i guess i just update abit~ I think these 2 weeks i'm feeling alot better from my sian sian sian super sian mood 2 weeks ago` not reallie sure why, maybe i'm just at the top of my moodwave~ haha means i'll be falling anytime soon~ gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's a quote which i heard from my friend cos its damn funny. she said "those who say money can't buy happiness, just dunno where to shop..." haha. super shopaholic~ seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oH yar~! and i went to the bird park last saturday for my animal behavior module. Our grp decided to study penguins` and they are reallie so damn cutE!!!!! they can't walk properly and when they dive into the water, it's more like they slipped and fall into the water. haha so spastic! and the best part was after the feeding, we went to look for the keeper and he actualli decided to bring out a penguin for us to touch and see~ haha so nice right? wait wait, i think i'll post one of my pics later... though i think it'll end up on top of this blog, but nvm. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason's playing mahjong now again... he's on a super lucky streak on this doggy yr... everytime first round he'll self touch some 4 or 5 tai... super irritating... reallie is an idiot. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok finally~ got this ... err... thing from my programming jokes forum. haha, nice~&lt;br /&gt;i think it's all numbered 1 cos they're equally impt. oh yar... they're the guy's rules for girls~ yupyup~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Crying is blackmail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did not need directions and neither do we. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a colour. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine...Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. You have enough clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. You have too many shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. I am in shape. Round is a shape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Thank you for reading this. &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/19696188-113951215250133544?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113951215250133544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113951215250133544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113951215250133544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113951215250133544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/02/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113751600077778857</id><published>2006-01-18T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:31:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Eleventh ( 11th )&lt;/span&gt; -- tHis entry is nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualli i dun have ath to blog abt... but once again, feeling very sian. haha` I think my rubber band has stretched till it's max and now i need to recoil abit... maybe cos i feel like i've been giving out alot for the past few days, and i need to relax and not try to be nice... I feel like I need to talk to someone but there isn't reallie ath to talk abt. haha` funny right. I mean... just to feel like i'm not all alone... but then again, i dun wanna bore my frens to death or subconsciously make them feel upset because of me -- induced upsetness. yupyup, so tt's why i'm here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today I feel damn sian because I felt quite errm... extra, like i shouldn't be there like tt. I mean if u rather spend time with somebody else, then why did u ask me in the first place? then when 3 of us tog, i get the feeling that u rather talk to him... and i just feel left out, extra~ i dunno? just dun feel good lar~ then still gotta try to act frenly, if not the atmosphere will be super awkward... wah kao... bleah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was because of this tt's why i feel super sian today... then sort of lazy to go far for dinner... feel so sorry towards pm... sighz`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113751600077778857?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113751600077778857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113751600077778857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113751600077778857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113751600077778857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/01/11.html' title='11'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113715571308844508</id><published>2006-01-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:35:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Purest of Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry didn't mean to call you but I couldn't fight it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I was weak, couldn't even hide it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so i surrendered just to hear your voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dunno how many times I've said I'm gonna live without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe someone else is standing there beside you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there's something baby that you need to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That deep inside me I feel like I'm dying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to see you, it's all that I'm asking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vida~ gimme back fantasy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the courage that I need to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the air that I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carino mio~ my world's become so empty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the days are so cold and lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;each night I taste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the purest of pain... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could tell you I'm feeling better everyday&lt;br /&gt;That it didn't hurt when you walked away&lt;br /&gt;but to tell you the truth I can't find my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and deep inside me I feel like I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;I have to see you, it's all that I'm asking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113715571308844508?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113715571308844508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113715571308844508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113715571308844508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113715571308844508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/01/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113691829213158107</id><published>2006-01-11T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:38:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ninth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so much for having interesting titles for my posts` Okay~ last night my nj classmates played mJ at my place` tHere were me, huijun, ruhui, vIeve, grace, shiyao and pwc... well, it was tiringly fun` and i ate super alot of supper... sIgh... there goes my healthy lifestyle regime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNyway, i was reading this book by John Gray, "Men are from Mars and wOmen are from venus"... I was on this chapter about scoring points with the opposite sex. and he said that every men keeps a scoreboard within himself either conciously or unconciously... in this scoreboard, whenever he does sth which he feels will make his partner happy, he adds points to himself, say... maybe 10 points if he buys her a ring ( my own eg)... And his partner earns points on his scoreboard by doing things that pleases him, such as givin him appreciation or admiration. (I think this is quite true, at least for me... haha) Okay, anyway, when the man's points is low, the man will be willing to do many things for the woman unconditionally... and when he feels that he has earned a respectable amt of pts, he will just lay back and relax, and allow his partner to satisfy him, sort of giving her a chance to even out the score... In the man's mind, he thinks that she will stop giving when the points are almost even out. however, in the venusian mind, when the man stops giving, she'll give more and expect the man to understand and to start giving again... tHus, this will cause the martian to feel that his pts are still alot higher than the venusians, and will then take a break from giving... This explains why most men appear more active at the start of the r/s and tend to become passive towards the end`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like, WOW~ and i've always wondered why guys always become more passive towards the end~ and it also explains why i am more willing to offer my help to new frens more than old frens... haha ok, tt sounds bad... i mean when i help old frens i will think like what have they done for me and if i should reallie help them, if it's realli out of the way... hmmz` yar~ at least now tt i know, maybe i should take note ` yupyup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113691829213158107?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113691829213158107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113691829213158107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113691829213158107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113691829213158107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/01/ninth.html' title='Ninth'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113674326681306743</id><published>2006-01-09T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T02:01:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Eighth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah~ like very long nevEr update liao... Anyway, we are the champions for IHG Soccer~ yupyup. tHe other games are still going on and i'm not reallie gonna blog bout them` Actualli i wanted to do a blog of pictures on 2005, but i gave up cos gotta rescale many many of them... reallie is cannot make it... maybe i'll try later...&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my supper now~ Jason is reallie taking his tIme sia...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tmr is the first day of school for sem2 05/06. It is also the last sem for mani of my frens who are taking 3 yr course` like ruhui and vieve... okok... like onli them. haha. so not mani... since hakka and huijun are going one more yr for honours... i think... ok~ jason is finally back~ umm umm first` maybe after tt go sleep... tmr morn lect at 0900h... sIanz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113674326681306743?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113674326681306743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113674326681306743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113674326681306743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113674326681306743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2006/01/eighth.html' title='Eighth'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113570221479634996</id><published>2005-12-28T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:41:21.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventh .01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i've been feeling very temperamental~ i feel very snappy and short tempEred and upset... moodswings? i dunno~? maybe i still going thru puberty ba. bleah. been snapping at many pple~ feel quite paiseH also... sIghx~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tHis morn soccer wE won KR 4-0 i think... either 4 or 5... din get to play... i think cos of my screwed up performance against KE7. i think i've been rather upset since then. haha. dunno why it affected me so much... maybe cos in sec 4 i realised that frens and relationships ain't gonna follow me all the way, onli the soccer ball will accompany me thruout my life... haha~ i think i concluded on alot of things after my break up with crystal sIaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wAh! feeling quite frustrated now` of no reason~ Think cos i feel unwanted~ bLeahx` go Dota... hope can divert my attention...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113570221479634996?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113570221479634996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113570221479634996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113570221479634996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113570221479634996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/seventh-01.html' title='Seventh .01'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113570155862593624</id><published>2005-12-28T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:42:58.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Seventh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rainy night` the cold wind always make me feel like i'm alone... also dunno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i feel like i've lost all reason to talk. Firstly... if nobody listens to me when i talk, what for i talk... if they prefer talking to him and would choose to ignore me, then i talk for what... I dun like the feeling of being igNored... Somemore I realise half the things ... ok almost 90% of the stuff that come out of my mouth is Shit, crap... sometimes i even say things which hurt others... maybe i should just keep quiet... if what i say is not impt, and nobody wants to listen... i should just keep quiet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113570155862593624?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113570155862593624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113570155862593624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113570155862593624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113570155862593624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/seventh.html' title='Seventh'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113553028672226137</id><published>2005-12-26T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:49:40.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Xmas Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised keeping a blog is not the same as a dairy... oKay... actualli i already knew it b4 i started blogging... so i'm just typing out my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;hmmz... there're some things which i feel so deeply, and yet i can't blog bout it cos i dun want others to know... aCtualli i used to have an online dairy during my sec schooldays... haha like so damn out dated le... but the website closed down le... and all my entRies were gonE! damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anYway, on Christmas eve I went for a lakarol (how u spell) yacht trip which vieve won in a lucky draw` wEll... i was seriously wondering how big the yacht was cos she could bring 7 frens, and she said tHere were 10 beds. but anyway... in the end the beds were double deckers` and the boat was... smaller than imaginEd... but ok lAr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup~ anyway the trip was pretty smooth sailing... like chalet like tt... play mahjong, cards and xbox... but towards like 3-4 am there was a storm coming thru and the whole fucking boat rocked like fuck... when i look upon the horizon the land was like moving up and down 30cm !!! i so wanted to pukE~! but there were girls around so i had to act man and try to keep my composure~ stupid` actualli i din wanna sleep tt night... but i think i fainted while sitting down lar` haha~ when i opened my eyes again, it was bout 7 lE` okok but it was a fun trip anyway... a new experience... and i thought i had had enough of boats with the fast craft`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when i was showering at home, the whole toilet looked like it was shaking!!! ok... i rephrase... i was quite sure that my house toilet was shaking like mad... haha... after effects~ sIanz... good thing i never pukE` blEahx`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oH yAr! today during soccer training, i finally understood what boxing day meant... i always thought why after christmas got pple box each other~ yuan laI is to open ur chrIstmas present Box! wah! after 21 yrs of my life, i finally solved the puzzle~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113553028672226137?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113553028672226137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113553028672226137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113553028672226137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113553028672226137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/sixth.html' title='Sixth'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113518935458634410</id><published>2005-12-22T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:30:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifth  .01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fifth .01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh 2 posts today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last christmas I gave you my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the very next day, you gave it away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This year to save my from tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll give it to someone special...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas is cOming~ dunnoe... i tHink from sec 4 onwards... christmas always induce a special feeling in me... aCtualli i tHink it does for mani other pple as well~ hEh, cos that yr i had a sErious crush on this girl lar`... hmmz... it actualli got quitE bad, and it got me quite upset... Somemore that tIme everyone on ICQ was using the Last christmas song as their nick... and although my feeling for the girl was somewhere in Nov, i convinced myself that i could use the song for myself~ stupid hoR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Once beaten and twice shy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep my distance but you still catch my eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me baby, do you recognise me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well it's been a year it doesn't surprise me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz... i dunno why it got so bad that time... i think it was because i just broke with Crystal, and alot of things happened which made me lose my self confidence... tHen... i tHink i sorta pestered the girl, and she was avoiding me... aiyah... anyway that period of tIme was super upset.... though now when i think back is reallie stupid... but i think i reallie changed alot after the incident... i lost my self confidence and became less crappy... ok... maybe tt's a good thing... i dunnOe? since frens now already find me crappy, i can't imagine if they had knew me in my sec school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crowded room frens with tired eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hiding from you and your soul of ice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My god i thought you were someone to rely on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when i hear this song, it brings back all those feelings... and also the first 3 months of my jc... sighx... somehow reallie miss those days... when life was so much simpler... Remmbr every night when feeling upset will be plAying this song on my com... and another 2 songs... Purest of pAin and renE's hou lai... tHese 3 songs reallie help me past thru the darkest period of my life. haha... ok... tt's a bit exaggerated (like this spell aR?)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The face of a lover with a fire in his heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man under cover but you tore me apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last christmas, I wrapped it up and sent it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a note saying I love you I meant it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i know what a fool I've been &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if u kiss me now I know you'ld fool me again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss carolling... miss choir... remmbr carolling in bugis with nj... haha can't remmbr where i went with cat high choir... or did we go? hmmz... oh~ outside some hotel in orchard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113518935458634410?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113518935458634410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113518935458634410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113518935458634410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113518935458634410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/fifth-01.html' title='Fifth  .01'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113518749411649907</id><published>2005-12-22T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:51:34.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Fiveth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the 2nd game for our soccer ihg. it's gainst KE7... well... according to inside news, ie to say aaron, i'ld be playing lar... but i'm not sure how sure he is... actualli i'm quite confused myself... initially i thought i would be fine if some other pple played instead of me for the EH, cos i'm not exactly like the best person for the position... but this morning when i woke up for trainin, i was like super low morale lar... like why train so hard if i can't get to play... yar lar... i know lar... i can like list 101 reasons why i should train... but i can't help feeling mike low...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... i also quite woRried to play... of course i would want to play...  but i'm afraid of letting pple down... the irony ar... maybe it's due to the lack of self-confidence... hmmz... i also dunnoe... heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113518749411649907?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113518749411649907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113518749411649907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113518749411649907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113518749411649907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/fifth.html' title='Fifth'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113467508018737394</id><published>2005-12-16T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:31:20.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Damn Sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reallie damn sian... suddenly like dunno what i wanna do at all... like there's nothing i feel like doing... spastic... dun even wanna sleep now lar... though i got training tmr morn... i also dun wanna blog... ArGh! irritating... the human mind and heart is so hard to control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust and love... is it reallie totally different? or are they just different sides of the coin?&lt;br /&gt;Do guys think about sex all the tIme? i remmbr readin somewhere that an ave guy thinks about sex 16h a day, cos he's sleeping in the other 8... well... haha... why did God program guys to be like tt... and not girls... blEahx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think i know what's love... then i realised i din... then i thought i did... but now i don't... haha confusEd? i am~ reallie leh... did the person who came up with the word 'love' realli know what he's (it should be a guy) thinking abt?  or did he actualli came up with 'love' in the sense of 'making love'... haha like any typical man, but women distorted the meaning to mean sometHing which reallie doesn't have any meaning or reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks... feeling with the heart and thinking with the mind is so... errmm... errmm... seems so simple... but what if the mind cannot agree with the heart? i used to say follow ur heart... but tt's like so impractical now... there are so many considerations and responsibilities... stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sIanzZz... go n try to ZzzZzz... aching back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113467508018737394?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113467508018737394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113467508018737394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113467508018737394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113467508018737394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/forth.html' title='Forth'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113459078599060753</id><published>2005-12-15T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T04:15:57.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is a scary process... the older i grow, the more i lose... frens... family... feelings... memories... even myself... tIme has cruelly washed all these away... since young, pple ard me were like can't wait to grow up. but i hated growing up... growing up means losing so many things... sometimes i feel that if pple ard me is going to leave me sooner or later, what's the point of giving so much in the r/s... onli to feel so much more hurt when they leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If onli the present mattered... why do pple work so hard to have a better future which shouldn't realli matter? If onli everyday could pass as today... if onli pple could be together 4eva... sIghx` but then again... forever is a very long tIme... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do feelings fade?... tIme? does it also cause us to forget? i dunno`...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;生命就像是在坐热气球，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而理想就是沙包&lt;br /&gt;气球飞得越高，&lt;br /&gt;丢掉的沙包也越多&lt;br /&gt;最后只留下来的是一个我不认识的我...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113459078599060753?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113459078599060753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113459078599060753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113459078599060753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113459078599060753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/third.html' title='Third'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113431931250447717</id><published>2005-12-12T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:08:16.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ finally, it looks a little presentable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start a blog during my eXams... couldn't take the stress and had to plan some stuff to look forward to. Anyway, i also dunno what i wanna blog abt... I was reading some blogs and i realised there are so mani things pple blog on...&lt;br /&gt;Some blog abt their mundane boring lives ( read till i wanna zzZzz), Some blog bout their dissatisfaction with the gahment and their policies... some food... and some pple even kena caught for saying racist comments... ... i guess i better watch what i'm typing...&lt;br /&gt;So after much consideration and much more research... ... i finally still haven decide on what to blog abt... but anyway, will be updating this soon, as i familiarise myself with how the blog works and how to add interesting things inside... ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113431931250447717?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113431931250447717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113431931250447717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113431931250447717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113431931250447717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/second.html' title='Second'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19696188.post-113406485209411851</id><published>2005-12-09T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:55:38.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I give up trying to change my template... It's so damn tedious... So just bear with this until i upgrade my skills...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19696188-113406485209411851?l=flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/feeds/113406485209411851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19696188&amp;postID=113406485209411851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113406485209411851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19696188/posts/default/113406485209411851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingagainstthewind.blogspot.com/2005/12/first.html' title='First'/><author><name>Spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02889055138487971273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
