<?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-9085008</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:56:00.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw me away...</title><subtitle type='html'>How do you go on when in your heart you understand there's no going back, For there are things time can't mend, Hurts that go deep &amp; have taken hold..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-116723671209505206</id><published>2006-12-28T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:26:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love..</title><content type='html'>Saying "I LOVE YOU" is major decision in one's life, those words should be kept in your heart until you're ready to commit, to fight for that feeling and to stand by those words forever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-116723671209505206?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116723671209505206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=116723671209505206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/116723671209505206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/116723671209505206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/love.html' title='Love..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-116714451155594378</id><published>2006-12-26T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:52:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz~ Seductiveshorts?</title><content type='html'>Saw this quiz on xuan's blog.. So decided to try it.. Lolx.. Btw, sumimasen for not updating the blog for so long.. Tend to take a break here and there.. Probably move to a new url site for the new year!!~ Get a new blog template too.. This one's nice but erm, kinda buggy at the moment.. Will keep ya update.. And sorry to those who complained abt the "no updates".. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 394px" height="525" src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/bubble.gif" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-116714451155594378?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116714451155594378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=116714451155594378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/116714451155594378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/116714451155594378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz-seductiveshorts.html' title='Quiz~ Seductiveshorts?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-116048389181242394</id><published>2006-10-10T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:38:11.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work!~~</title><content type='html'>Found a job somehow =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting work tomolo lo.. Senior Programmer Analyst.. Nice job title hor? Lolx.. Mixed feelings.. Lets see how things goes.. Lots of activities lined up along the week even though I am working.. Dinners, meeting up with friends, blading session on sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still mapling!! Lolx, PKO sometimes.. Hopefully gaming is an activity that will not stop when work starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais.. Somewhere something is wrong.. The world looks fake to me.. Lolx.. Or issit me who doesnt really fit in.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hais.. Why.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-116048389181242394?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116048389181242394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=116048389181242394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/116048389181242394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/116048389181242394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-work.html' title='Work Work!~~'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115946045330188967</id><published>2006-09-29T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:20:53.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously Lost..</title><content type='html'>As the title summarise.. What is seriously life about? Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat with a friend I havent seen for like years? Ow.. How time really flies.. Matured is a nice word to use for him =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow.. Time to go back to depression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Disappointment."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115946045330188967?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115946045330188967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115946045330188967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115946045330188967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115946045330188967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/seriously-lost_115946045330188967.html' title='Seriously Lost..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115699521356548031</id><published>2006-08-31T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:33:33.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities..</title><content type='html'>Movie Fest and Blading session recently.. Watch 'The devil wears prada' on last saturday.. Er, the movie was quite okay bah.. Storyline is working under a horrible boss and the decisions you make when u juggle between work and life.. In order to climb that ladder, sacrifices are necessary??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch 'Ghost Game' for a long time and I finally got to watch it on Monday! Was quite a sad ending.. Sigh.. Seems like there wasn't really an option to escape from the inevitable.. Movie had scary scenes though.. Next up, maybe pulse, or the japan horror..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for blading with chee shen and sheng on wednesday.. Haha.. More blading kakis liao.. Chee Shen.. Jia you o.. You are doing better le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really much these days.. Except chionging maple.. O yah.. the new F.I.R. album is very nice..  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Freed.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115699521356548031?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115699521356548031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115699521356548031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115699521356548031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115699521356548031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/activities.html' title='Activities..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115649716835048149</id><published>2006-08-25T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T17:12:48.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally recovered..</title><content type='html'>Yup.. Finally recovered from illness.. But somehow, these days, my appetite is not so gd anymore.. Die.. Like that how to grow fat =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been kind of tiring, cos "chionging" maple with a friend.. Ow.. Lolx.. I still want to watch ghost game.. Like can't find someone to watch with me.. Sigh.. Low on vitamin M these days.. Must watch what I am spending on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of everything.. I want a good rest.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just didn't want to believe it.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115649716835048149?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115649716835048149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115649716835048149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115649716835048149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115649716835048149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-recovered.html' title='Finally recovered..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115616937442832671</id><published>2006-08-21T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:09:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick..</title><content type='html'>Not working anymore.. Hence its sucky to be sick whilst having holiday.. Lolx.. Nothing much really happened.. As usual, at home rest and played maple.. Had some friends who jio-ed me out.. Er, paiseh.. Didn't see yr msg or saw yr missed called.. Hopefully I will be better tmr bah.. Will call u out.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss ya.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115616937442832671?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115616937442832671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115616937442832671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115616937442832671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115616937442832671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/still-sick.html' title='Still sick..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115609476511619240</id><published>2006-08-21T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:26:05.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fell sick..</title><content type='html'>Kinda of sick today.. Slight fever and abit of sore throat.. Wonder if its the hot weather yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, I went to JB yesterday o! The more interesting fact is that I went with a maple friend whom I never met before and his ah-ma came along too! Haha.. A very sincere friend I will say.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to do at JB actually.. Since its pretty much like SG.. But, when I come back to SG.. Oh man, I love Singapore! LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today.. I will elaborate on my earlier entry when my condition is better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you didn't love me.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115609476511619240?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115609476511619240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115609476511619240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115609476511619240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115609476511619240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/fell-sick.html' title='Fell sick..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115592442023132988</id><published>2006-08-19T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T02:07:00.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf in Sheep's Clothing</title><content type='html'>Pissed with these horrible people! Perish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall elaborate more when I am more concious.. Going to KO'd now.. Beyond my 'normal' slping time le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115592442023132988?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115592442023132988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115592442023132988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115592442023132988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115592442023132988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/wolf-in-sheeps-clothing.html' title='Wolf in Sheep&apos;s Clothing'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115573918225915766</id><published>2006-08-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:39:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooked..</title><content type='html'>Woke up rather late today, around 1pm.. Played maplestory till around 4am helping a maple buddy level.. So tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was bright and sorching in the mid-afternoon.. The heavy rain yesterday cleared the haze.. Finally, some decent sunlight! Went for a swim at YCK.. Sheng called whilst I reached the pool and had just started tanning myself.. Then told me to get a spot for him.. Waited for 1 hr plus in the sun and there was no news..! He actually reached quite long le and has found himself a spot.. Zzz.. Now I had slight sun-burn from waiting for him.. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good swim thereafter, some desert at AMK mkt and now back at home.. Earlier on I watched the final episode of a HK serial featuring 'Ben Chao Yao Wang'.. Some herbal doctor story.. Its always the ending episode that's so touching.. Sigh.. I actually cried.. Lolx.. Getting too emotional these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you still love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you. I have always loved you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115573918225915766?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115573918225915766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115573918225915766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115573918225915766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115573918225915766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/cooked.html' title='Cooked..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115565160695906374</id><published>2006-08-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:20:06.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing!</title><content type='html'>Today started out as a boring day.. Heavy rain in the afternoon.. But I still went ahead to orchard to collect my 'goodie'.. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with chee shen for lunch, den we watched "The Dead's Man Chest".. The movie was quite okay for me though.. Quite a number of comedy scenes, but not really in the mood to laugh it out.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to Orchid Country Club to have dinner.. 'Zi Cha' set dinner.. Then finally ended off the day with bowling.. Hmm, maybe a new activity to pick up.. But could pose a 'burden' on my thinning wallet.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No income these days.. Got to keep track on what I really spend.. My NS allowance didnt come in for august.. So many depressing issues.. Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115565160695906374?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115565160695906374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115565160695906374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115565160695906374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115565160695906374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/outing.html' title='Outing!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115555891972522385</id><published>2006-08-14T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:25:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noein</title><content type='html'>One of the anime that I had been following consistantly whilst I was in university.. Today I finally managed to download the last 3 episodes and watched them.. There are many cheem theories on timeline and space but also focus on a girl called Haruka and the different timelines that involved her.. An anime which still packs in some fantasy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good ending at least =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I exist because you have acknowledged me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115555891972522385?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115555891972522385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115555891972522385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115555891972522385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115555891972522385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/noein.html' title='Noein'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115551816746834516</id><published>2006-08-14T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T09:16:07.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habits</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 7 plus in the morning.. Some things when done at a frequent basis gradually becomes a habit I guess.. Looked at the handphone but to no avail.. A reply that didnt come.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the sky has been so gloomy these days.. No outdoor exercise for me.. Maybe I will go orchard to collect my goodie which I just bought.. Be surprise at what I got! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115551816746834516?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115551816746834516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115551816746834516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115551816746834516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115551816746834516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/habits.html' title='Habits'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-115547787819972136</id><published>2006-08-13T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T22:04:38.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free at last..</title><content type='html'>Yah.. been so long since my last entry as usual.. I have always been taking an unusual amount of break here and there in my life.. Breaks that determine how I want to move on in life.. Guess the recent one has just ended.. With not much results.. Things always happen for a reason.. But for now, let me leave those thoughts to another day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally completed my national service.. Looking for a job.. Well, I am at the final stage of my police force interview.. If all goes well, then I don't have to worry about what I really want to do for a living.. Tired now, after amending the blog skin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-115547787819972136?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115547787819972136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=115547787819972136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115547787819972136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/115547787819972136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/free-at-last.html' title='Free at last..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-114578523466014066</id><published>2006-04-23T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:40:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men III: The Last Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are listed as one of the following.. Pls read this entry!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weixiong, James, Terry, Bao, Lao da, Shawn, Chee Shen, Darren, small David, Mingda, my bro, Fred, Jin Cheng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;.. I repeat.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; get someone else to watch this movie.. except me.. Lolx..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah.. its a movie treat for the b'day gift you bought for me.. Will schedule to watch it ard 29-31 May (weekday evening - budget saving) bah.. If response is low, then will set it on weekend lor (more ex though :p)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K lah.. will send a sms after exams to confirm. Hang on dudes!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114578523466014066?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114578523466014066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114578523466014066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114578523466014066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114578523466014066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/x-men-iii-last-stand.html' title='X-Men III: The Last Stand'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-114423439017457887</id><published>2006-04-05T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T18:59:30.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Jianfa &amp; Mee Mee :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I just got the photos.. Thanks to these two TKD pals for my b'day celebration :) Just when the clock strikes midnight for March 28 (when I thot my special day is over), they 'popped' by with a b'day cake even though they are ultra busy. O man, damned touched dat day ah~ A simple 'happy birthday' msg is enuff to make my day liao, not mentioning a b'day CAKE!! Thanks once again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/IMG_0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Cake (Yummy!) (From Left: Jianfa, ME, Mee Mee)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/IMG_0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tried smoking a candle before? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114423439017457887?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114423439017457887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114423439017457887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114423439017457887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114423439017457887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/thanks-jianfa-mee-mee.html' title='Thanks Jianfa &amp; Mee Mee :)'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-114417548373724475</id><published>2006-04-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T02:33:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am BUSY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Handed in my final version of FYP report on monday. However, mr examiner emailed me LATE yesterday, telling me to make some amendments to my report IF I have time. Who doesn't? Its just whether if one is willingly to part with it and make arrangements to accomodate it. If 'I am BUSY', it means either the request is not appealing enough, 'I can't be bothered with you'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, I don't mind making that changes, just that the re-printing just gonna waste alot of papers plus the rebinding. Argh, waste money too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Started on my revision liao. Target to finish READING my first subject (paper on next thursday) by this friday! Den maybe can ask my DM to host a game for me on sat. Haha. I shall work hard, but I am not gonna forget to reward myself with some entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114417548373724475?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114417548373724475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114417548373724475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114417548373724475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114417548373724475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-busy.html' title='I am BUSY'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-114399265053760690</id><published>2006-04-02T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:46:23.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a unusual dream on saturday nite. Unusual as I do not often dream of my friends. But this time, in my dream, I went for a TKD training as I was feeling bored. Vividly, I remembered training with JF and BK. After training, we went for a KTV session. We went into a KTV room and met up with the tkd gals (don't recall who as of now) and Shawn. Guess what?! Shawn looked funny in my dream. His face was of a white make-up, with double shades of blue for eye shadows, plus a very redish shade for his lipstick. Till now, I can't help laughing whenever I think of it. Lolx.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114399265053760690?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114399265053760690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114399265053760690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114399265053760690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114399265053760690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/strange-dream.html' title='Strange Dream'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-114399148288716078</id><published>2006-04-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:27:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Incidents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On the way back school, I went to JP to packet my dinner. Along the pathway of the interchange, sat a handicapped begging for money. I didnt feel good just passing by him, but did anyway, and went to the 'dian xin' store to buy 'zhui kuei'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the store after I ordered my 'zhui kuei', an old man came along. He was in dirty outfit holding a plastic bottle in hand. There he was, as the shop lady was packeting my food, ranting to me and the shop lady about how nice it is to have food. I was almost stunned and lost for words then, and in my mind, I was thinking, "Is this old man asking for food? Should I get something for him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want chilli?", asked the shop lady. Apparently she seems to be ignoring the old man. Still feeling stunned, I turned and simply replied "yes" instead of the usual, "a little will do". Then as I paying up for my food, the old man disappeared. Still plagued by the incident, as I was passing by the handicapped beggar, I drop a dollar into his paper bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think of it, I had another strange incident two weeks ago, also on a sunday. Was waiting for a 165 bus to clementi when an indian elderly came up to me, asking if I had some coins to spare him. He mentioned he was short of a dollar and 20 cents to take transport home. Regardless if his intentions are true, I searched my wallet and passed him his requested amount of cash. Then, he asked me again that if I could give him 3 dollars instead. I begin to doubt his intents asking him why so. He said that to purchase the mrt card to Yishun, it would require a 1 dollar deposit. Even thought I was unsatisfied with his story, I decided to end this incident and handled him 3 dollars. Thanking me for the 'generous' donation, he then left. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114399148288716078?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114399148288716078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114399148288716078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114399148288716078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114399148288716078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/strange-incidents.html' title='Strange Incidents'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-114371231622215901</id><published>2006-03-30T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:51:56.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent my job application yest.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally finished my FYP demo today.. Now, pondering of what's next to settle.. Robotics lab I guess.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meow x2 has not returned for 2 days liao.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty gloomy these days.. Issit the rain? Hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114371231622215901?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114371231622215901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114371231622215901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114371231622215901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114371231622215901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-comments.html' title='Random Comments'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-114347308615547883</id><published>2006-03-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:51:52.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I am back!! The never-ending school assignments are finally clearing up as exams approaches. Is it a sign to buck up and game less? Lolx. Feeling rather tired now, even though I slept nearly 12 hours today. Yeah, half of my ‘special’ day is just gone like that. It also signifies that 24 years of my life have gone past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how’s my day? Hmm, heartwarming + disappointed as usual. Great friends who made my day, by simply sending a sms greeting. Yah, thanks for remembering. (And yeah, thanks Audrey for the birthday + wake-up call. Heh.) Disappointed as even good friends do not remember. Sigh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will like to thank these wonderful friends for sending me a birthday greeting.&lt;br /&gt;(In order of timing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mee Mee, Zhiwei, Zicai, Huiru, Weixiong, Alan, Yaokun, Bao, Audrey, Jianfa, Weishan, Desmond, BK, Shawn, Mum, Lizi, my Bro, Jeremy, Cuixiong, Liying, Chee Shen, Anson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last but not least, thanks, Shirlynn :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, those who pooled a large sum of cash to buy an external DVD writer for me. Er, will try to arrange something as a treat, but after exams bah.&lt;br /&gt;(In order of the list given to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Weixiong, James, Terry, Bao, Lao da, Shawn, Chee Shen, Darren, small David, Mingda, my Bro, Fred, KC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move on! Lalalalala.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-114347308615547883?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114347308615547883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=114347308615547883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114347308615547883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/114347308615547883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113801327396675935</id><published>2006-01-23T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:07:31.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow Meow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heyo! How's everyone out there? Hmm, it has been 2 weeks since I last updated! I have been busy with mostly FYP and erm, my new hall companion. Introducing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name: Meow Meow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age: 2 months+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type: Domestic Kitten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality: Playful -&gt; May cause cuts and scratches =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brief History: Found by a Hall X occupant, few weeks ago. Currently under caretaking by me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/IMG_2339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/IMG_2339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm, brought her home last weekend. Met with mum's disapproval. She prefers me to get a dog than a cat! Geez, guess I got to find alternative solution for her soon. But I should be able to put her up in my room till I graduate bah. Any interested takers? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113801327396675935?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113801327396675935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113801327396675935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113801327396675935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113801327396675935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/meow-meow.html' title='Meow Meow'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-113674039485986284</id><published>2006-01-09T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:13:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Pain and Joy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, found this small little booklet that a friend gave to me. "A gift of Happiness". Contains many short quotations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Found this one interesting. Something for a rainy season? Lolx. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;"The way I see it, if you want rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain." - Dolly Parton, B.1946&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113674039485986284?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113674039485986284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113674039485986284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113674039485986284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113674039485986284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-pain-and-joy.html' title='In Pain and Joy?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-113647476370375207</id><published>2006-01-05T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:31:37.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting colder each day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Rain, rain, go away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come again another day.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sigh, its been raining these few days. Days are so gloomy and cold. Brrrr. And there's a basket of laundry that needs to be washed! My thoughts were also clouded with dark thoughts recently too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Life is but a temporary existence". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haha. Oh well, dark thoughts aside. I managed to get them purged for the time being. Gotta stay positive! Interim report is due coming Monday. Time to do something about it. The relief part is many of my counterparts have not started it yet. Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talking about laundry, I wonder which gal left her black panties on my clothes liner! Sheesh, it is even clipped using my pegs lor! Grrr. And there's a black clothing accompanied with it. What the hell! Grr. Better get them removed soon before others identify me as "hentai". Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113647476370375207?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113647476370375207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113647476370375207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113647476370375207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113647476370375207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-getting-colder-each-day.html' title='Its getting colder each day..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113629359874632298</id><published>2006-01-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:16:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Last Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah... Final Semester! This year's timetable looks relaxing! 14 hrs a week. Today's supposingly my most siong day? 4 hrs! Lolx. One of those rare days when I had to wake up at 8am to embrace the morning sun. As it is my final semester, and many working friends tell to enjoy myself whilst I am still in school. Hence for today, I really x3 tried my best to enjoy the lessons. Sadly, I nearly fall asleep during the first hour of lesson. Lolx. Though first week of school, there isn't many assignments but there's that 'invisible force' that weights heavily on my shoulder; FYP! Sheesh, hopefully it will soon be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the pics from Alan last night. Heh, just let me put up the more wacky ones. Er, I hope you guys (in the pics) don't mind me putting you up on my blog k? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/DSCF0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! Shooting stars! (Eh gal.. Ain't you supposed look towards the sky? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/DSCF0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shooting star! Nooo.... its not infront.. Sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/DSCF0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/DSCF0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite photo for night cycling! From left: Me, Joey, Alan, Zicai, Imran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113629359874632298?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113629359874632298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113629359874632298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113629359874632298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113629359874632298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-last-semester.html' title='First Day of Last Semester'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113621503313391498</id><published>2006-01-02T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:41:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 First Entry!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year 2006! 1 more day to the first day of school! Had a spendid time on New Year's night, cycling away! Leisure night cycling rocks!!! We took lots of wacky pics too. Will put some up when I get them. A great start for a new year. So hopefully 2006 will be a wonderful year ahead bah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Cycling Notes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2225 Started off from East Coast. We made our way to Changi Village as our 1st stop for Nasi Lemak! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2330 Reached Changi Village. Er, didn't see "them" at the carpark. On off on New Year?? Guess what?! Saw Shawn there. With who hor, er, I dunno, since I am not the "keh-poh" type. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0030 Left Changi Village. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0230 Reached Haig Road. Met a new friend's gf as he picked her on his bicycle and cycle to our next stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0250 Next stop, Geylang for frog's leg porriage and beef 'Guo Tiao'! Er, I didn't eat the beef 'Guo Tiao' of course. Then, we went for 'Dou-Hua-shui' and 'You-Tiao'! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0350 Left Geylang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0500 Reached Esplanade for some photo shots. Sat around for quite some quite time to enjoy the scenery and chit-chat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0550 Left Esplanade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0600 Reached Kopitiam for coffee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0630 Set off for East Coast park. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0655 Reached the end of East Coast park.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0712 Returned the rented bike to the shop (great bike for $8 with back lights for nite cycling). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0725 Breakfast at East Coast Mac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0800 Left Mac for Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0900 Home Sweet Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1000 zZzzz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113621503313391498?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113621503313391498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113621503313391498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113621503313391498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113621503313391498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-first-entry_02.html' title='2006 First Entry!!!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113594447086178168</id><published>2005-12-30T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:08:05.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Entry of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Been some time since my last entry. Nothing much special happened. Except that the 'holidays' are finally coming to an end. A new year comes along with of course new resolutions. Hmm, for me; To finally get a degree within the year? Find a job? Basic survival instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this new picture in blogskins. So decided to set it as my new blog skin. New look for a new year bah. Something's not right about cbox when viewed with IE. Already set it as transparent though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably my last entry for the year, so wishing everyone out there a Happy New Year 2006! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113594447086178168?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113594447086178168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113594447086178168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113594447086178168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113594447086178168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-entry-of-year.html' title='Last Entry of the Year'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113432604108724096</id><published>2005-12-12T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:54:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sleazy Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sorry for the lack of updates. I wasn't that busy to actually write an entry, but I was lacking the thoughts to actually put one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling the stress this holiday, as if the exams weren’t enough. Haiz, this FYP, what am I supposed to do about it? I am reaching the state of procrastination soon. Oops! But well, I guess now I will be waiting for the results to be out (which will be this week?) Hopefully things will turn out well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, went out with my OAC friends and got to know a few new friends on Saturday. We went to Dbl O that night. The dance, the music, the smoke, the alcohol. I think I haven't been to this kind of place for nearly 2 years. It was meant to be an outing/gathering to celebrate Andrew's birthday. So, I guess its good enough excuse to go there and meet them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Strays slightly off topic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OACians! Let's see, we can start celebrating our 9th year of friendship soon! They are friends whom I went through lots of "shit" together. The hardships, the tears, the joy, the fun! Life as an OACian during JC wasn't easy okay! It’s like going through an army life during JC times. Just three words to describe them. "Damn great friends"! Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Back to topic.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, I think its fine to go this kind of places once in a while, but not too often. I think my life will shorten if I go too often; the smoke and the late night life. Or maybe I just don't fit in there now. I can't hold my liquor well, and a few drinks can just make me to "ga-ga". I became a little "ga-ga" that night again! Luckily, I didn't do anything funny that night. Had to sit around and rest awhile before I recover some of my sanity. I think my dancing sucks too? I got slight phobia of dancing after a friend of mine criticize how bad I dance and actually tried to mimic me. *Laughs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, I enjoyed the feeling of "feeling high" after drinking "too much" alcohol. It seems like a state between dreams and reality, as you feel yourself "floating" around. Maybe that’s why they say people can "借酒消愁". Haha. Alright, I can hardly generate any thoughts at this moment. I guess its time for bed. May tomorrow be a better day than today bah! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113432604108724096?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113432604108724096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113432604108724096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113432604108724096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113432604108724096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/12/sleazy-place.html' title='A Sleazy Place'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113163907127297140</id><published>2005-11-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:13:57.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not yet defeated!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two papers down! 3 more left to go. Got whacked hard today I guess. Probably its due to me not having examinations for a long time, but I really didn't feel good after the paper. Bad omen I guess? Feeling sore and rather disappointed as this was one of the subjects I paid more attention to during the semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But well, thanks to my bunch of wonderful friends, I am up and standing once again! Ho ho! Was really an unexpected gathering though. Thanks once again! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Round 3! Fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I used spellcheck! Lolx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113163907127297140?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113163907127297140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113163907127297140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113163907127297140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113163907127297140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-yet-defeated.html' title='Not yet defeated!!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-113110002104383941</id><published>2005-11-04T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:01:27.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alrite! In order to be more sincere.. I decided to dig out the list of Nov Babies from my old blog.. Before I lose this list.. Let me archieve here! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 Nov - Zhenguang&lt;br /&gt;07 Nov - Mee Mee&lt;br /&gt;08 Nov - Darren&lt;br /&gt;09 Nov - Zhesheng&lt;br /&gt;10 Nov - Sherlyn&lt;br /&gt;14 Nov - Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;18 Nov - Jianfa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19 Nov - Desmond&lt;br /&gt;22 Nov - Xiulian&lt;br /&gt;23 Nov - Zhenting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24 Nov - Zicai&lt;br /&gt;27 Nov - Zhiwei&lt;br /&gt;28 Nov - Stephen&lt;br /&gt;30 Nov - Shawn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113110002104383941?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113110002104383941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113110002104383941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113110002104383941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113110002104383941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-babies.html' title='November Babies'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-113078761967893917</id><published>2005-11-01T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T03:46:54.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debido, Watcha doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;As each day passes, it only seems to draws closer to the exams. Well, this semester has been very much different from the past; Being the final year, everyone has the choice to take a subject of their 'liking', meaning each and everyone is fighting their very own individual 'battle'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;How am I doing? Hmm, dunno? This year's feel entirely different. I hope I am doing fine. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;This semester's 闭关has also been much different. In the past, I used to stick to studying in school, prefering the environment of the school canteen, library etc. Even though exams was stressful, there were those study kakis that you stick with, therefore study life in school ain't that boring? Sadly, these study kakis have mostly graduated. The rest? Hmm, hardly in contact with them these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Some may ask; what about peers from the same school? Erm, actually I feel the peer pressure when I am studying with them. Their pace seems too accelerated for my liking. This will actually stress me even more. I believe studying is about doing it at your own pace and style, and not being affected by other influences!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Life takes a interesting twist especially IA. Home feeling seems especially good these days. I have realised I have become much 'tamed' by staying at home! Ah, maybe a consideration to move back home after exams for semester 2? Afterall, lessons don't seem that heavy. The amazing thing is I do feel the responsibility to attend lessons when I am at home! Probably I am scared of the nagging by my mum if I do not attend my lessons and she sees me hanging around at home! Hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh well, got to move back hall to study soon: To prepare for the first paper, and cut down on travelling time. As for friends whom probably I won't be meeting up for this period of time, fyi my papers are on 8, 10, 15, 22, 25 Nov. So cya after 25 Nov wor! Meantime, take care! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh yah, last thing: My old phone which I used to store b'days had some unfortunate accident. Sigh. Apologies if debido actually forgot about msg-ing you on yr b'day. Got to rebuild the DB when I got time. My memory is also dynamic, data gets erased after some time. So for those whose b'day are approaching, Happy birthday to you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Time to sleep and wake up for another day of preparations. Gd Nitez and Sweet Dreamz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-113078761967893917?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113078761967893917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=113078761967893917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113078761967893917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/113078761967893917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/11/debido-watcha-doing.html' title='Debido, Watcha doing?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112900816511791021</id><published>2005-10-11T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T03:02:02.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SMRT Amazing Race!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Been quite a long time since I last updated wor! Life, erm, In general is fine. Just that school has been getting busy, till I find it hard to even squeeze some time for gaming :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP has finally paused for the time being. Hooray, since every week I had been stressed to produce some results and I can now get some relief and start paying attending to the rest of the subjects. Well, exams is also approaching, with all the assignments due in roughly 10 days time? Pia x3! Probably have to 'bi guan' soon. +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, another recent event that I attended that differs from my normal rountine was the SMRT challenge. Hmm, wasn't what my team really expected during the race; quiz wasn't really that challenging nor were the task. Perhaps due to the fact that we were in the 'Open' team? Got ah pek and aunties taking part too, can't be that physically challenging nor mentally stressed I guess? Got one auntie that we were speculating; Actually came in before us! Ack =_= Was an interesting experience I guess, though I guess could have done it better if the information relayed to us was more accurate. Misleading information leads to wrong planning! Well, guang + xiong, lets take part the next year, 我不服! Lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ack.. HP currently down. Can't upload some of the photos which I took, will do that when I am more free bah! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112900816511791021?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112900816511791021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112900816511791021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112900816511791021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112900816511791021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/10/smrt-amazing-race.html' title='The SMRT Amazing Race!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112720171103828093</id><published>2005-09-20T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T01:57:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats, 'Da Jie'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Sunday, I have just attended the wedding dinner of the sweetest and kindest girl that I have ever met so far in my life. Haha. Yah, this person is my 'Da Jie' (cousin). She's actually the first cousin on my mother's side to actually get married also (she's the eldest anyway :p). Well, I guess what they said is true, the prettiest moment of a woman's life is actually when she is in her wedding gown. I must say she looked astonising (Hmm, most of my female cousins on mother's side are actually quite pretty). It really warmth my heart seeing her so happy then and I could actually sense it when I congratulated her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinking back when we were younger, 'Da Jie' has always been the doting sister. Could still vividly remember the times where she and 'Er Jie' would actually bring my brother and I out for outings, watching movies and having dinner; and always, the expenses are being forked out from her own pocket. And 'Da Jie' never resorts to scolding us, instead spending effort to talk sense into us. Then, sometimes on saturday, we would meet up at 'Ah Ma' s house where we will play silly games, running all over the block. Those were the days, where that kinship bond between us was strong. As each of us grow up, I guess everyone has a path in life which they wish to lead, and we hardly meet up these days except special occasions such as 'Ah Ma's birthday or Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Da Jie' finally got 'officially' married off. Actually, the four eldest cousins on my side all got married or going to be, except that in chinese customs, only when we have their wedding dinner, will they be recognised as 'married'. Well, coming up next year is my 'Er Jie's wedding dinner. Since I am 5th oldest, come next year, my relatives will start repeating those 'nagging' stuff like 'Got girlfriend?'. Argh. Those nagging relatives. Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, where are you, my love? Lolx.&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/9085008-112720171103828093?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112720171103828093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112720171103828093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112720171103828093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112720171103828093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/09/congrats-da-jie.html' title='Congrats, &apos;Da Jie&apos;!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112600179249174982</id><published>2005-09-06T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:18:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its raining..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling slightly sick (cold) today. Must have been the dust generated from the construction site near my hall day and night. Ack. And guess what?! Recently, I realised that I have been having a high count of hair loss! Can collect hair on my pillow after every night. Oh no, issit a sign of old age? Or a sign that I have been using slightly higher brain power? Lol, I hope not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, that's life I guess. Where every stage of it, there's something to figure out and learn about; Or sometimes, old value to be re-assess and re-define. Sometimes, there's sunshine, sometimes, there's rain; Well, recently I think I have seen the rainbow! I can't say that everyday of my life is full of sunshine, and I guess its more of rainy days in the past. Life is like that; we can't make everyday a sunny day, for sometimes, things happened that tend to turn our day around; but what we do have control over, is our attitude towards life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The rain isn't that bad either. It isn't there to deter us from 'going out'. We can either shut ourselves up when it rains, cuddle on our warm bed, and looking out through the window, ever wondering why did it rain in the first place; curse and swear when it starts to rain; or actually find a way to go out. Occasionally, someone comes along with an umbrella, and offers us a chance to go out in the rain. If that does happens, I think its a good time to accept the offer, see the world under the shelter of another, and perhaps developed a better understanding for one another as we venture out into the world together. Of course, do take turns to 'carry the umbrella'! When the rain stops, and the sun returns, sometimes, its nice to known that there is someone with you to view the beautiful scenery of the rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still don't like the rain. Lol. But when it does rain, I will want to go out and till now, I am thankful for the 'umbrellas' that had been offered. Give me a phone call if it rains on yr side; I make sure I bring a BIG umbrella when you need it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I post this on my old blog before. Nice song on rain. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mariah Carey - Through the rain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When you get caught in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;With nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When you're distraught and in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Without anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When you keep crying out to be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But nobody comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And you feel so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That you just can't find your way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You can get there alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Won't you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can stand up once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On my own and I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That I'm strong enough to mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And every time I feel afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I hold tighter to my faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I live one more day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I make it through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And if you keep falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't you dare give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You will arise safe and sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So keep pressing on steadfastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And you'll find what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;To prevail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Won't you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lyrics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And when the wind blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And shadows grow close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There's nothing you can't face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And should they tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You'll never pull through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't hesitate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stand tall and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And stand up once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I live one more day and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can make it through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh yes, you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You're gonna make it through the...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rain...&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/9085008-112600179249174982?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112600179249174982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112600179249174982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112600179249174982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112600179249174982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-raining.html' title='Its raining..?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112559672629923924</id><published>2005-09-02T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:48:07.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaining?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The people around me have definitely grown contradicting thoughts. I am getting more and more examples of that. There was once, when my voice didnt wished to reach out, cause I simply do not see the need to. Then, people started to comment: 'You are too quiet', 'Don't keep shielding your thoughts', and the most recent, 'Don't keep quiet 90% of the time'. That's just me. Live with it okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I am not that 'leopard which cannot change its spots', I feel the need to adjust to the people around me. Be it for them, or be it for the need to improve myself, I begun to voice out my opinions when I need to. Just for the fact that these people fear the unknown, fear the fact that they do not know what I am thinking, or on a nicer viewpoint, they want to know me. Alright, now you have it; debido who speaks as and when he likes or when he is requested to. But wait. By voicing my view, I am termed as 'complaining' or that I had made unneccessary comments/thoughts. Now, what's wrong with these people. Do they just want to HEAR what they hope to hear or there are times they don't wish to listen? I am just so sorry I don't have telepathy to know all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This entry is not targeted at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112559672629923924?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112559672629923924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112559672629923924&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112559672629923924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112559672629923924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/09/complaining.html' title='Complaining?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-112554927170273880</id><published>2005-09-01T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T12:57:57.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nothing much to post recently except boring school life. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;In summary, we have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Function LIFE {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;If MON-FRI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;//Avg Calculation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;DAY(24) = SLEEP(9) + LESSONS(5) + FYP(4) + PLAY(3) + EAT (2) + BEING BO-LIAO(1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;Else If SAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;DAY(24) = SLEEP(10) + PLAY(12) + EAT(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;Else If SUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;        --------&lt;/span&gt;DAY(24) = SLEEP (10) + FYP (10) + TV/EAT(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;End If&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;} End Function&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, there are moments when I just feel a need to be sitting around not doing anything except listening to songs; Appreciate the meaning placed behind it as it warmly touches your heart. Been listening to Stefanie Sun's compilation of songs. One of her very interesting album is actually 'Start'. It consists of some old songs (by others) that perhaps people didnt really take notice then. Now 're-sung' by her, they are actually interesting nice and worth a listen. Just a recommendation. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough - Stefanie (Start)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to use you&lt;br /&gt;Just to have somebody by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hate you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to take you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to be the one to cry&lt;br /&gt;I don't really matter&lt;br /&gt;To anyone anymore&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool I keep losing my place&lt;br /&gt;And I keep seeing you walk through that door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad when you know it's you're heart you can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't say where they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never change you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to blame you&lt;br /&gt;Baby you don't have to take the fault&lt;br /&gt;Yes I may have hurt you&lt;br /&gt;But I did not desert you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to have it all&lt;br /&gt;It makes a sound like thunder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like rain&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool we'll never see the truth&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking something's gonna' change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad when you know it's you're heart you can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't say where they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way home&lt;br /&gt;When it's late at night and you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel that beside you in you're bed&lt;br /&gt;There beside you where I used to leigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad when you know it's you're heart they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't say who they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;Baby Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough&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/9085008-112554927170273880?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112554927170273880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112554927170273880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112554927170273880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112554927170273880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/09/listening.html' title='Listening..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112494961655672652</id><published>2005-08-25T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T14:27:19.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being rather bo liao today. So as the "bo liao" me was surfing the net, this is what I came across! Haha! I have heard of the word but not really sure what it is. Cheem word to me. So in order to improve my vocab, lets look at what procrastinate is! =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;pro·cras·ti·nate&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;transitive senses : to put off intentionally and habitually&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intransitive senses : to put off intentionally the doing of something that should be done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm, lets get things done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solosingles.com/ssesteem/procrastinationsingles.htm"&gt;Procrastination&lt;/a&gt; hurts many aspects of our lives as singles.&lt;br /&gt;So why procrastinate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason for procrastination. Knowing the cause, we can find a cure easier? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hopelessness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are frozen in the present moment, forgetting that things were better at one time and not believing that they will be better in the future. You feel your lack of motivation is unending and irreversible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Helplessness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You are convinced that your moods are caused by something beyond your control: fate, hormone cycles, disease, genetics, other people's evaluation of you, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Overwhelming Yourself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three ways you can overwhelm yourself into doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;- You may magnify a task until it seems impossible to tackle.&lt;br /&gt;- You may assume you must do everything at once rather than breaking the task into small manageable units to complete one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;- You may obsess about everything you have to do and haven't done yet until you are paralyzed and overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jumping to Conclusions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You jump to the conclusion that action will not make you feel better because you are in the habit of saying, "I can't" or "Yes, but...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Self-Labeling &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you procrastinate, the more you label yourself as "a procrastinator' or a "lazy person." When you think this is the "real you," you automatically expect little or nothing from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Undervaluing the Rewards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You feel that the effort to complete the task (almost any task) would not be worth the rewards. Your blue mood makes you feel that nothing counts or is worthwhile. This torpedoes any sense of fulfillment or reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Perfectionism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You will settle for nothing short of the best or the most magnificent performance in anything you do. Thus, you defeat yourself with inappropriate goals and/or standards and settle for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fear of Failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You think that making an effort and not succeeding would be a great personal defeat so you refuse to try at all. You may also evaluate your performance strictly on the outcome of an event, rather than your personal effort during the process. All you can control is your personal input to the process, not the outcome. Once you concentrate on the process rather than the outcome, you can learn from mistakes and attempt to correct them in the future. This keeps your self-esteem off the emotional roller coaster of outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fear of Success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You feel that any success is based on chance and you can not keep up that success. When it comes out that you are really a "loser," the rejection and pain will be worse because you did succeed.&lt;br /&gt;You may also fear success because you anticipate that people will make even greater demands on you after your success. Since you are convinced you must and can't meet their expectations, success would put you in an impossible situation. Therefore, you try to maintain control by avoiding any commitment or involvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fear of Disapproval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You imagine that if you try something new, any mistake or flub will be met with strong disapproval and criticism because the people you care about won't accept you if you are human and imperfect. The risk of rejection seems so dangerous that to protect yourself you adopt as low a profile as possible. If you don't make any effort, you can't goof up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coercion and Resentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You feel under intense pressure to perform--generated from within and without. This happens when you motivate yourself with moralistic "shoulds" and "oughts." Then you feel obliged, tense, resentful and guilty. Each task becomes so unpleasant that you can't face it. As you procrastinate, you label yourself as "lazy" or "no-good." This further drains your energies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Low Frustration Tolerance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;You feel and act as if you were entitled to success, love, approval, health, happiness, etc. Instead of persisting patiently over a period of time, you go into a frenzied state of panic and/or rage when life presents you with obstacles. Your frustration results from your habit of comparing reality with an ideal in your head. When the two don't match, you condemn reality. It does not occur to you that it might be easier simply to change your expectations than to bend and twist reality. This frustration is frequently generated by "should" and "ought" statements. While walking, you might complain, "For all the miles I've walked, I ought to be much thinner by now." Indeed? Why should you? Are you entitled to loose a pound for each mile you walk? Why? Maybe the reality is that you will not loose a pound for each mile you walk, regardless of the ideal in your head. This internal talk just adds to your sense of futility and increases your urge to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Guilt and Self-Blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;When you are frozen in the conviction that you have let others down, you naturally feel unmotivated to pursue your daily life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112494961655672652?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112494961655672652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112494961655672652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112494961655672652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112494961655672652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination!!!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112478474959046008</id><published>2005-08-23T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T16:13:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Last weekend, I was lost momentarily. Lost as I wondered if it was the correct thing to do. The path was very much of what my heart and mind wanted to follow. But the fear of the consequences weights upon me. I was looking for someone to talk to. Someone to relate to. Or maybe someone to reassure me. At times, one only need someone to be there, just listening. Thankfully, someone came along, though maybe not voluntarily. Lol. But the burden I placed upon myself was relieved. Just a word of thanks to all who has actually spent time listening to my blabberings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112478474959046008?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112478474959046008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112478474959046008&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112478474959046008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112478474959046008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-112435475550268282</id><published>2005-08-18T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:01:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi friends out there, sorry if I have been boring you with the daily happenings of my life. Lol. Been trying hard these days to actually live a simple university student life and trying very much not to complicate my life by thinking too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ack. But now, I am currently mentally disturbed. Lol. --&gt; jame's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/darkonlore/1234.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Was chatting to james last night on his entry; but on a not so extensive manner. For me, I don't very much enjoy these 'intellectual debates'. To me, complexity kills. As least to how I feel, people who tries to voice their actual views, opinions or preferences, simply sparks disharmony when his ideas do not get across or somehow un-acceptable to another's beliefs. Of course, good diplomacy skills can play a part to ensure thatdisharmony does not happen. But somehow, its hard to know when one can go into extremes to protect their personal interests. Somehow, jame's recent post triggered me to offer my 'special attention' to it. Maybe I am just being oversensitive, but anyway, I will provide my views on all the disturbing thoughts that has surfaced within me because of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-- Warning: May contain disturbing content --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't really like the fact that people are digging up the bad past and continues rattling about it. Be it their way of relieving their classical jokes, it only serves to bring me to detest the victim of my unfortunate event even more. In a way, I blame the victim for bringing me to my extremes and casting that lingering shadow. Human beings makes mistakes. But doesn't mean they won't change. By bringing up those series of unfortunate events, inevitably they are trying projected to me the image that it will happen again given the circumstances. Making it worst, people I recently got to know seems to be learnt about the "legendary debido attack" hence paying a very respectable distance from me. This goes to show how horrible gossips and those "San1 ba1" can be. Are they trying to forewarn others simply because they believe that I have yet changed? Or do I have to announce to the world and promise everyone that it won't happen again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recalling, song asking me an interesting qns once before. Given a broken vase, would I choose to repair it or choose to discard it and obtain a new one. My reply simply, "depending on how much I value this vase compared to others". Unfortunately, my life journey till now wasn't very smooth-sailing. I had lots of ups and downs through my school life and have really lost friends along the way whom I value very much. I can only say that at times, time can eventually heal wounds but will bury those feelings along with it. People change as they adapt to their new environment. Those feelings of the past can only form a distant memory that one keeps close to their heart. Of course, if opportunties permits, one day, I will seek to reforge the vases that I once hold dear to my heart though I know they can never be the same ever again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since NS, I have been in constant contact with this group of "cha-pa-lang" friends. Lol. "cha-pa-lang" as its funny on how they can actually mixed together even though they come from a different phase of my life. Some from my sec sch, my JC and there is even one known through my JC friend as he was his NS senior. In the past, I used to think "the group" idea is rather warped. Even now, I can't say I am in complete comfort with some of them. Afterall, one may associate "the group" as his group but does that equals my definition of my group the same as his? "My friend's friend is my friend." How true is that if I don't even know your friend. My definition of a friend does not equate to another's in absolute completeness either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my "cha-pa-lang" group of friends; Don't use group pressure on me. I hate it. That includes your funny ideas of how to convince me to socially accept another person. Convince yrself that you have already FULLY accepted that person before doing so to me. Sometimes, it just makes me laugh when you can't even substain yr grounds that this person is worth the effort. The best I can do is offering my tolerance regarding this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, I get my mind off these nonsense that bother me since last night. Lol. I am deeply sorry is this blog entry is not a pleasant one. Pardon me if I offended anyone. &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/9085008-112435475550268282?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112435475550268282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112435475550268282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112435475550268282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112435475550268282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/disturbed.html' title='Disturbed..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-112428720792716171</id><published>2005-08-17T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T12:50:53.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally finished my FYP blog and posted several entries to the site. Phew. Today is my free day and I managed to utilize it and actually focus on putting effort into doing some serious school work. Did meet up with some oac friends for lunch and then back to hall for more work. In the afternoon, the boredom got into me and I nearly fell asleep. From there, I realised I was lacking something! COFFEE! Endured till early evening when I went to JP to meet up with xiong and laoda for dinner; Not forgetting to get my doses of caffeine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finished up some school work and now, I am back at blogging. I think I am infected with the blogging virus. Been doing much research and the different types of blogs out there that I somehow feel that need to actively participate in one too. Its like a form of "fashion" these days. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, just some interesting news to announce to ex-twilight players, if ever you all are interested. It seems the word-text game that we all used to be quite involved in has reached the end of its supposely era. (Refer to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://twilight.themuds.org:9994/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; for more details.) Its interesting how a game such as twilight can bring people together and forge relations amongst one another. In a way or another, it provides views on how friends around you react when emplaced in a simulated environment. In a clan-based virtual world that twilight built upon, its interesting how values such as trust, 'betrayal', friendship, hatred are played out when one has to protect his personal interests. Luckily its now all in the past and lets pray it has not rooted itself in us and forged a shadowy image of another. =)&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/9085008-112428720792716171?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112428720792716171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112428720792716171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112428720792716171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112428720792716171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-of-twilight.html' title='The End of Twilight'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112421800243971827</id><published>2005-08-16T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:46:42.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Finally, some comments? Lol. Actually realise that the html coding for the comments part was flawed. Never tested that part before. Finally added some touch to the overall interface. I will be creating a 3rd blog which I have to maintain; My FYP blog. Keep ya update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112421800243971827?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112421800243971827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112421800243971827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112421800243971827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112421800243971827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/updated-look.html' title='Updated Look'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112410648454218869</id><published>2005-08-15T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T19:48:04.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning Sun and The Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Dead tired today. Had a morning lesson at 8.30am today and was at home on sunday working through the night on FYP research details which I had to present to my tutor. Un-naturally, I managed to wake up rather early and 'drag' myself to school. Its sort of a responsibility that I placed on myself for taking this module, Programming Languages. This module was a last minute addition and my consideration factor was being able to find a group to join in as the module involves a group assignment of max 4. Luckily, zhengguang was kind enough to let me join his group which had only 3 people. I was still late though. Lol. Met up with guang in the lecture theature. To my surprise, the lecturer was still covering a part which I had already read the notes. *Did not attend her lectures before as subject was just added* Haven't encountered anything difficult about the subject so I can still catch up. All the lectures seems boring to me as usual. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was quite draggy and taxing on me due to lack of sleep. Managed to have a brief discussion with my FYP tutor before he had to rush for lesson. Wandered around the school till the next lesson and finally, I am back in hall typing this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! When I came back to hall today, it was so dirty! A layer of dust seems to have covered every inch of my room. Grrrrr. I cleaned my room on FRIDAY twice before I left. And in a matter of 2 days time, the amount of dust that has settle in is... Grrrrr. And when I tried to clean the dust with my 'magic cleaner', walao.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/mob1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had to be the construction going on near my hall that could have caused all this. Grrrr. Hope my sensitive nose don't take the chance to make a fuss out of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh, back to work I guess. More FYP stuff to do after meeting up my tutor. Got to finish some stuff for the day before I venture to the world of dota. Lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112410648454218869?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112410648454218869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112410648454218869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112410648454218869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112410648454218869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/morning-sun-and-dust.html' title='The Morning Sun and The Dust'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085008.post-112392056980582529</id><published>2005-08-13T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:09:30.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally manage to upload the few chalet photos onto my blog. Today has been a tiring day though.. Got to wake up slightly earlier to meet up with them for a swim at clementi and my nights seldom end early as I will be busy 'dota-ing'. Sigh, seems not everything going the way it should be. For school-wise, my tutor asked me to supposely start writing a program to download blogs. Erm, how should I go about doing it? School has become darn boring for me these days. What a dread. Zzz. &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/9085008-112392056980582529?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112392056980582529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112392056980582529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112392056980582529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112392056980582529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/zzzz.html' title='Zzzz...'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112368253929728859</id><published>2005-08-10T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:57:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet Happenings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went for a chalet from Sunday to Tuesday. Well, its a sort of belated birthday treat from xiong and advanced treat from james; chalet paid by xiong and bbq stuff by james. Overall, it was quite fun bah. Well, here goes on what that we went through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;#Day 1, Sunday - BBQ Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Book in' day! Went shopping for some of the bbq required items. The chicken and pork had been marinated earlier on Saturday. Luckily zhengguang helped to provide transport for us to East Coast Costa Sands Resort. Quite alot of stuff in which we are bringing there and a long distance to the chalet too. shawn was so 'lucky' to have his car on this day too. Well, we called it a bonus as we weren't really expected his transport help. So much for his transport service when he wanted his 'petrol' fees to be paid whilst claiming the car boot was full for external stuff. I think calling a cab will be even cheaper with the cabbie providing a friendlier service. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day was eventually spent setting up the bbq pit and eventually enjoying ourselves to the food. Food was good to an extend but there was alittle too much as usual. Had to stuff food down into the stomach at the end and play games to punish people to finish the leftovers. Wasn't able to take a group photo of the people who came for the bbq only. I failed as the camera man to convince the group to take a photo. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/blog1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/blog2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/blog3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/blog4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;#Day 2 Monday - Outdoor Activities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning and afternoon was mainly spent lazing in the chalet, playing laptop games and watching tv. I think we got to ban laptop games the next time. Not many people can participate. Idea of a chalet was more of a 'group thing' isn't it? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the afternoon, we had a advanced james' birthday! Hope he enjoyed himself. We actually spent alot of time figuring out the auto-flash function of my dad's camera. The cake was actually waiting for us whilst we were trying means and ways to get the camera working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/blog5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/blog6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Late afternoon, we went to rent our bikes and skates. Rental was quite cheap! Due to the price wars in the area, we got $7 for bike rental and $10 for blade rental for 1 day! It had been a long time since I last roller-bladed. Had a terrible time getting used to it that day. We cycled/bladed to the pier around East Coast and had dinner at the East Coast Market. *Dunno what issit called* Eventually, I went to swap my pair of blades for a bicycle as we are having a nite cycling/blading trip. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Late night around 10.50pm, we left chalet out to Bedok Market for supper. Our expedition leader, xiong, took us out on our bicycles and blades to venture into unknown territory. Took quite awhile before we eventually reach our destination. The journey was full of obstacles and dangers but we had overcome them. The food was actually not bad. xiong sponsered some of the food as I think he felt bad for making us go through all the unneccessary 'dangers'. We slowly made our way back to the chalet after that. We wanted to go back and stay up for the nite. But eventually, everyone fell asleep after waiting for one another to wash up and the day ended up just like that. Had been a good day I say. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;#Day 3 Tuesday - Home Sweet Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was 'book out' day. Everyone was rather tired and didn't really had the energy nor mood to go for more activities. We boarded a catered bus service to bedok mrt stn and had branch at the market nearly. Soon after that, that day ended as everyone went home to grap a nap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112368253929728859?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112368253929728859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112368253929728859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112368253929728859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112368253929728859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/chalet-happenings.html' title='Chalet Happenings!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112359978961979421</id><published>2005-08-09T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:03:09.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 40th Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/Picture(22)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/Picture%2822%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally backed home. Went for a chalet from Sunday to this morning. Was so tired that I slept till evening time. Was quite enjoyable. Will blog about the chalet another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Time do fly fast. 24 years of time living in a small place known as Singapore. For me, I think I am rather lucky for now to stay here though, Being we are blessed with a safe, secure environment to live in, one should try to be complacent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, Happy 40th Birthday, Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112359978961979421?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112359978961979421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112359978961979421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112359978961979421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112359978961979421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-40th-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy 40th Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112321561299530565</id><published>2005-08-05T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T12:20:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Whee.. Finally managed to make some changes to the skin of my blog. Nicer mar? Tag me if need any improvements. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and wed night were the suay days of my school week. Hmm, my luck seemingly going bad? Well, on wed night, as I was on a bus which is going from NT* to a nearby coffee shop to meet up with xiong for supper, I was attacked by a vicious creature! The creature using his sharp claws nearly ripped off my right eye. Haha. Actually I was sitting on the outer side of the bus on the lower deck. A man who boarded the bus walked past me. Not sure how he actually "walked" by he swing his hands and actually managed to poke me on the right side of my face. He miss my eye by a few cm wor! A minor scratch on my right face. Till now, the area around still hurts. I did give him a glance when I dropped off the bus. Just to remember his face so that I know who to look for if somethings happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had a race against time experience which was not necessary. Supposed to meet up my FYP tutor around 4.30pm. Managed to finish a document that he can take a look at and decided to leave hall slightly early to print them out. I stored the file temporary in Yahoo Briefcase and left hall for library around 3.30pm. Reach library around 3.45pm and manage to get a computer terminal. The loading was quite slow in school. To my dismay, there was a internal network error on Yahoo side! And the error couldn't be rectified. By then, it was around 4pm. I sprint back to hall to backup the copy in my email and sprint back to library to get it printed. That took quite an effort since I had not exercise for a long time. =p Was in time to meet up with my tutor. I was pounding my chest when my tutor informed me that he had an appointment and had to reschedule the meeting to another day. Ack. What a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home later. Having a chalet this sunday to next tues! Be probably blogging on chalet happenings on next entry. Oh, between, I am actually doing a research on blogs for my FYP. Here are some of the interesting singapore blog sites that I found. Some should be quite well-known I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://retardpatrol.blogspot.com/"&gt;Retard Patrol&lt;/a&gt;: Blogsite which makes fun of pple on friendster. Ack, if you are unlucky, you are probably next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/"&gt;Mr Brown&lt;/a&gt;: Blog with interesting and funny articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaxue&lt;/a&gt;: She's actually quite funny. Quite like her entries. Made her my FYP research target as she is very popular in the internet community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teen4sale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teen4Sale&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sarongpartygirl.blogspot.com"&gt;SPG&lt;/a&gt;: Hmm, blogs with a 'sex' theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/"&gt;Boing Boing&lt;/a&gt;: Top blog. Not from singapore though. But puts up interesting articles. Worth a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112321561299530565?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112321561299530565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112321561299530565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112321561299530565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112321561299530565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-face.html' title='New Face!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112313372172535171</id><published>2005-08-03T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:40:45.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Debido!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was actually browsing to my blogsite to see if there's any tags to reply. Not realising I left out the '81' in the URL, I typed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://debido.blogspot.com/"&gt;debido.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess what! There's another debido out there too! Guess I am not the only one liao =p Interestingly, the other debido likes 'me to you' bear! Me too! Argh, wanted to decorate my blog site with pics, does it mean I can't use 'me to you' liao? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browse the few entries that the other debido posted. Not many though, and it seems he has not posted for nearly 1 year liao. But I am the older debido, haha. Since one of his entry in 2004, he mentioned going thru his 21st b'day. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think a friend of mine went to tag his board. Lol. 'Jonathan from ddp' group. So you who is out there reading my blog now, I am debido from NT*, studying computer engineering. Please don't mistaken me as the wrong debido. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the other debido if you happen to drop by: Don't mind if I do use 'me to you' ah! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112313372172535171?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112313372172535171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112313372172535171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112313372172535171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112313372172535171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-debido.html' title='Another Debido!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112298257367774413</id><published>2005-08-02T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:41:21.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Woes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I miss my house tv. Not that I can't watch tv in hall but feels awkard to watch in the tv room with other hall mates. I met up with xiong and laoda for dinner today. laoda looks tired. He rebuked for saying that my IA was too short to experience the 'sadness' of the working world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't say he's wrong. Sometimes, we discuss the issue between, 'Is working or studying better?'. Of cos if we have the selection to choose to slack, that's even better. However, it is usually an option that is not avaliable to those not born with a silver spoon. For us, studying is but our means to ensure a survival in the near future, that we can find a better job to maintain our lifestyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pros of studying is of cos the chance to have fun, and have more time to spend on our own. What studying requires is a self-discipline to spend adequate time to actually revise and do the provided assignments and projects (which sometimes can be quite a killer). Then, comes the exams which are suppose to test how much knowledge we have acquired during the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I feel the examination is definitely a flawed system. In NT* SCE, We have a lot of competition as many 'foreign talents' (40%) that has infiltrated our education system. In singapore where the number of people are so few, we are just normal university students trying to obtain a decent degree. The high competition and the supposed parabolic curve used to determine our results have ensured that the chance to obtain a decent degree has been much reduced. Be it computer engineering as a tough course, it is unable to yield satisfactory 'fruits of labour' as the job market for IT is saturated with cheap labours from other less developed countries, much less with a not so decent degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The working world is a phase in life in which everyone experiences, be it a lifeless cycle or tiring part of life. I actually quite enjoy the short period of working life that I had. The art of enjoying this long phase of our life probably lies in finding a job of interest and having a good working environment. Sometimes, one finds it hard to have the best of both worlds. Probably that's when a positive attitude comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am looking forward to my working life, that's if I can find a decent one with a not so decent degree that I may graduate with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112298257367774413?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112298257367774413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112298257367774413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112298257367774413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112298257367774413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/study-woes.html' title='Study Woes..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112290344201044355</id><published>2005-08-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T12:52:32.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of My 1 Week School Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wow. Been a week since I last blog. Got complained by sharin for being slow. =p Been travelling to and fro home and school for the first week, hence not really able to find some time to do serious blogging. Well, many interesting events happened for the few days in school. Mostly ending up in frustrations. Going to start going through them now in this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Screwed-Up Timetable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been more than half a year since I attended lectures. The time slots for the different PEs are really screwed up. Although most of us has timetables which looks quite relax, the time slots had lots of breaktime in between, and we ended up having lectures starting as late as 8.30pm. Reason being the school is trying to ensure that there is no clashes in between PEs. I have 3 weekdays ending as late as 6.30pm and 1 day, 9.30pm. Luckily I am staying in hall, else probably I will end up reaching home close to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Inconsiderate Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot was actually sleeping in lecture just now. If he was having a peaceful sleep, I wouldn't have really mind, but he was snoring quite louding for at least for half the lecture. It was so irritating that I wanted very much to go and wake him up then, but I was seated in a distance that will take an effort to reach him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why does these people bother even coming to lectures if they are actually sleeping or ain't paying attention during lectures. It would probably have been more constructive if they had spent the time doing something else than to waste time by being present in the lecture and disturbing the order in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FYP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my FYP tutor last week's thursday. There was another person called doc. poh around. Apparently, the change in title for my FYP was due to the fact that doc. poh made the suggestion to my tutor. Graphical Visualisation of Weblinks. Now my problem will only get bigger if I have to develop a tool for it. I seriously think I am not yet competent to do it as I hardly have any idea on how I could do it. Its a pioneer project afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a short discussion which ended up with me, needed to research on blog sites for a start. Been looking through some of singapore's hot blogs these days. Will post my interesting findings in my next blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Friday Gatherings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Met up with agilent IA friends for lunch at the bioscience cafe. We were supposed to meet up at 1.30pm but gr actually went there at 1pm with his friend. By the time we gathered, he informed that he had his lunch and is leaving with his FYP partner. Ack, wasn't it supposed to be a gathering lunch? Never even waited for us. Sigh. Food at the cafe was food court price and the food didnt really met my expectations that day. Had a really bad ulcer which was killing my appetite. We had a nice chat which ended in 1 hr where the majority had lesson at 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/1600/Picture%2820%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6994/646/320/Picture%2820%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sri Langka crabs that are bigger than my palm. Some says they (the crabs) have feasted alot during the tsunami event to grow to such an extend. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with phq temp staff, shirlynn, sharin and junhan! chongjin, takewai and chris came along too! Been such a long time since we actually last met. junhan has the most apparent image change since we last met. He said it was due to his jam band image. Looks stylo! shirlynn and sharin are like sisters. So happen that nite they were wearing pink! We had crab feast that day, actually 4 crabs! Even with the killing ulcer in my mouth, I had no problem trying to feast. The crabs are actually larger than my palm lor! Sri Lanka Crabs! Yummy. shirlynn and chongjin took some group photos. Wouldn't post them since shirlynn has already done so. =p Everyone enjoyed themselves bah. Looking forward to the next such gathering . The days we had as temp staff was really enjoyable and fun! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gtg to do some work. Continue blogging another day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112290344201044355?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112290344201044355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112290344201044355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112290344201044355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112290344201044355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/08/days-of-my-1-week-school-life.html' title='Days of My 1 Week School Life'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112221349916332817</id><published>2005-07-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T21:58:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Slept quite late today. Must be the need to rest after all the strenous work done on saturday morning. It has really been a long time since I last exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. What's this awful feeling? Can't explain why so. Perhaps some part wishes to run away from that reality of having to go to school. FYP? Exams? That's just me. I feel dreadful doing stuff I do not enjoy at all. But it is a reality. Or its just a feeling of boredom? Feeling bored at home today actually. But at the same time, do not want to leave the house at all. Irony. Boredom lead to some thinking, to be exact, recollections of memories. Ack. Sometimes, history was just meant as a lesson so that one won't repeat the same mistake again.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112221349916332817?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112221349916332817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112221349916332817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112221349916332817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112221349916332817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/awful.html' title='Awful'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112210444345900955</id><published>2005-07-23T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:42:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout in School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Went to clean up school hostel in the morning. Mom and Dad came along to help out though. Brought some of the necessary items and equipment along, such as bedsheets, water boiler, pails and clothes for the cleaning. Still have alot to bring along next week like clothes and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have rather bad direction sense. Still getting lost as usual. As everyone knows, NTU is build on some 'ulu mountain'. Lots of stairs all over the place. I got the blk number wrong (#43 instead of #42) and was climbing the wrong place up and down. Heh. What an exercise after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room seems big enough for a small me though. Haha. Probably can squeeze in another bed. But the floor was rather dirty. Luckily it was a workload split amongst 3 persons. The scrubbing of the floor to clear the dirt took quite an effort. Could feel that physically I am rather tired now. The workout lasted 2hrs before it finally ended. Thx Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wonder how would life proceed forth from here in school. A new experience living alone. Maybe a single room life will suit me more. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school in 2 days time. Ack. Not looking forward to it still. FYP seems tough. Hopefully not having a choice at all in selecting my FYP is actually a blessing in disguse. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112210444345900955?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112210444345900955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112210444345900955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112210444345900955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112210444345900955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/workout-in-school.html' title='Workout in School'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112194517072378440</id><published>2005-07-21T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:44:51.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Necromancer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to watch Necromancer with song at jubilee yesterday. Overall, was an interesting show I would say. Its a show about the thai art of using black magic and how some members of the police force makes use of it to resolve crime issues related to black arts. But the deeper one dabbles in the darkness, it will sooner stain one's soul. Well, a show that had a twist to it too. Not really scary show but contains some sickening scenes. Generally one of the better 'horror' shows these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, these days have been rather slack. Got to emphaise, school is starting. Last few days to enjoy! All the way!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112194517072378440?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112194517072378440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112194517072378440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112194517072378440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112194517072378440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/necromancer.html' title='Necromancer!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112178994466884061</id><published>2005-07-17T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:45:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Supposed to go to hostel today to clean up.. Plans changed.. Mum decides to go next saturday instead.. Okay.. Fine.. Cos I havent really packed up the minor stuff to bring there.. The lazy worm still bores within me.. Hah.. Next week then consider bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor shirlynn.. Fell ill.. Must take care wor.. Meeting up with PHQ friends another time when all are available bah.. Hopefully can get to meet up and have crab feast! Hee.. The outings we had then was quite enjoyable actually.. Wonder how are everyone now.. Only seen them online or contact them thru sms.. Hopefully all are fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching tv now.. Lazy around.. Having the packet version of fish and chips.. Maybe gonna play dota later.. Sunday has been a lazy day.. But I guess this is a good life? Not looking forward to boring and busy school life =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112178994466884061?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112178994466884061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112178994466884061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112178994466884061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112178994466884061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112176866340953369</id><published>2005-07-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:46:05.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Been a very long day.. But things went quite fine.. Received news that IA results are out.. Got an 'A'! Been quite lucky, as I find the grades that were given are very much dependant on one getting a generous supervisor and tutor in giving marks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play overnite majong at xiong's house with zhenting and xiong's cousin, andrew.. Only played 2 rounds of majong and it was already 3am.. Decided to proceed with playing Risk instead.. Thought it will be a short game.. But nah.. Even though it was a 2v2 game.. It ended up as a 1v1 game at around 6am.. xiong was eliminated, andrew fell asleep.. By 8am.. game finally ended.. Nearly a day without sleep.. Had breakfast and had to head off to NTU.. Got to collect my hostel keys as I was mis-informed on wed.. Waste my time.. zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long and tiring ride to school.. Was considering sleeping in my new room before I head home.. Found the room was in a rather dusty condition.. Probably due to the renovation earlier on.. But quite like my new room.. Not that small as expected.. And has a rather okay window view.. hee.. Looks like a serene environment.. The toilet on my floor also got renovated.. Cool.. Hopefully a great finally year ahead in NTU! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home by noon.. Have a d&amp;amp;d game at 4pm.. Need sleep first.. Things seems to be going smoothly.. DM informs that game delayed to after dinner.. Can have a good 6hrs sleep then.. Been a good day in all.. Hopefully it goes the same for the rest of the week :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112176866340953369?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112176866340953369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112176866340953369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112176866340953369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112176866340953369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring Day'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112126839900981121</id><published>2005-07-13T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T23:26:39.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th, An Unlucky Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terrible day of bad luck.. Woke up in the morning feeling kind of weak.. The sensitive nose of mine giving me problems again.. Planned to meet up with terry and accompany him to the HP customer center, den head straight for NTU to collect my hostel keys.. Called up my hostel office and confirmed that the keys were ready for collection..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1: Developed a running nose and was sneezing whilst in the bus.. Terrible feeling.. And the bus run to Alexander road was so long.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2: Reached the care center.. As terry has to fill in some process forms, I went to get a drink through a vending machine in the service center.. Got rootbeer.. Hopefully it can help to relief the flu effect.. As I opened the drink.. The gas in it overflows and rootbeer was spilled all over the floor.. Some army boys who were sitting near me saw it and was laughing when they saw it.. Felt so embarrassed.. Decided to quickly leave the scene..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3: Bid goodbye to terry who was heading home and went to NTU to collect my keys.. When I arrived at my hall office, the only guy in the office *And I believe I talked to him on the phone earlier on* told me that my keys are not ready for collection! Informed me that my block is under renovation and the keys will only be ready on friday.. I was dazed by his reply.. Decided not to make a hooha out of it.. Left the office in a very disturbed feeling..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4: Head towards the school's popular bookshop to help james get his IA logbook.. Was listening to my headphones whilst I was walking.. Went past a female and a male who got out of their car.. They were carrying a small backing board.. I heard the female spoke something.. Was unclear of what she said.. Thought she wanted to do some survey with me.. So I turned around and looked at her.. She seemed stunned at my move and we were staring at one another for some time.. When I realised my mistake.. I quickly moved off and walked at a fast pace.. It was so embarrassing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moved pass the nanyang audit today.. It was actually convocation.. Saw shan actually.. Been a long time since I saw her.. hmm.. Saw cs too.. His sister's graduation.. His will be tmr..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing really bad clocked the events that happened thereafter.. Met zs, xiong, fred and hanming at clementi for dinner.. Poor hanming.. He was badly made fun of.. but I guess he is already used to it.. Well.. The effects of the flu kicking in again.. Think got to get some rest now.. Hopefully tmr will be a luckier day =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112126839900981121?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112126839900981121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112126839900981121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112126839900981121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112126839900981121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/13th-unlucky-day.html' title='13th, An Unlucky Day?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112117139053746569</id><published>2005-07-11T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:46:54.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F4 Movie Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a group gathering for a movie show yesterday at Plaza Singapura.. The largest gathering since months.. 10 people.. Nearly booked the whole row in the cinema wor! Well.. Manage to meet up with yih herng.. Been such a long time since we last met.. He has already graduated and now serving his remaining NS period with the army.. *Ow.. And I still had 1 year more to go* Been also quite some time since I met bao.. Heh.. Heard he had lots of fun during his orientation camp in NUS.. Dats good..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well.. The gathering was a simple dinner at the food court.. Followed by watching the movie, "Fantasic Four".. For the show, I will give it a 3 stars.. Since I was looking forward to cool 'battle' scenes but there wasn't really any.. Not really very fantastic afterall.. Luckily the movie has some jokes along the way which made it more enjoyable.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the show ended, it was already 10pm.. zs and james looks especially tired after the show.. They had been working all day.. Everyone parted and the more energetic guys like xiong, marcus, zhenting and me went to the nearby beancurd shop opposite Parklane to have a short supper.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took a bus home thereafter with xiong.. Had some interesting conversation.. Will highlight it another day.. Well.. Time for bed.. Been a enjoyable day overall.. zzz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112117139053746569?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112117139053746569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112117139053746569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112117139053746569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112117139053746569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/f4-movie-gathering.html' title='F4 Movie Gathering'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112109730465775208</id><published>2005-07-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:56:20.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To give candy or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is he being oversensitive? Petty? Watever.. Well, the proposed solution? Reassurance.. Ack.. I don't really care.. I don't like to give candy to a someone who is crying to shut him up because others are annoyed by the crying.. For convience sake, they said it is the most direct solution.. Ow.. In the long run, are you to continue giving him candy? Bother.. *Haiz*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112109730465775208?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112109730465775208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112109730465775208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112109730465775208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112109730465775208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-give-candy-or-not.html' title='To give candy or not?'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112084795913022178</id><published>2005-07-09T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:07:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Supper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Just came back from supper. Met up with a group of friends at Ang Mo Kio Central S11; xiong, zs, james and shawn.. Can't say its a pleasant one.. Seems like communication problem again.. No one seems to mention the venue.. Only the time is known.. Was told that james would be at the arcade.. Hence, the assumption I made was to meet at the arcade as usual.. Wrong move..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the arcade around 10pm.. Just nice.. Saw james but not the rest.. Latecoming problem.. Have been reaching always in time for the recent meetings for these few months, as I was always complain for arriving late.. Well, the pot calling the kettle black now? I decided to start playing a game and wait for the rest to arrive.. Towards stage 2 of the game, I received a call from james.. I was told they are meeting at Jubilee.. Replied that I am in a game and asked them to find a place to settle down for supper first.. Will meet up with them later.. Was told again that they are undecided of where to eat, and I was supposed to meet them up asap.. *huh? It was decided AMK le mar? Are they driving off to somewhere else?* I felt anger at that time.. Why was there a last minute change of plans? It wasn't the first time it happened.. Replied that I will come, leaving the game half-hanging there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*Roar* Wanted to 'scold' the culprit.. When I arrived at Jubilee, james said he was merely passing a message to me.. When I asked about where are they having supper, zs said he thought it was already decided that we are having it at S11.. I was dumbfounded.. My culprit was found and it was poor communication..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper continued with the usual jokes.. And we end up in the arcade for a short while before we return home.. What a supper.. As I am typing my blog here.. I am going through a "Counselling" session here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Things has to improve somehow.. Let's just see how things move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112084795913022178?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112084795913022178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112084795913022178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112084795913022178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112084795913022178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-supper.html' title='What a Supper!'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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-9085008.post-112075169051453145</id><published>2005-07-07T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:47:38.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Seems a long time since I last blogged.. I have 3 blogsites now.. Blogdrive no longer in use.. LiveJournal for my D&amp;D open gaming stuff.. And this blogsite.. Erm.. For my thoughts bah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Took quite some time to understand the rough programming for this site.. Finally managed to give it some twitching to make it 'darker'.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well.. Lot of things happened since the period of my last blog on blogdrive.. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The few months I have been quite rough up by all the programming during the industrial attachment.. Met and made lots of cool NTU friends then.. And had sort of slight fun during this period.. Got a lot of time to do some good thinking too, since life is not a smooth passage through the rough sea.. But I have gone through all of them and proud to say I am a survivor now! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Around 2 weeks left before school starts.. I have not yet done anything abt my FYP (Final Year Proj).. *Ack.. Hack care.. haha.. wanna spend more time having fun and meeting those friends I have not met for really x3 a long long time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hopefully most stuff can be settled and prepared for a new semester ahead bah! Not really looking forward to school life.. But I don't have a choice.. Pray hard its only 1 year left =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Meantime, hopefully everyone is doing fine out there wor! Contact me if you are bored these days eh? Can always meet up for a cup of coffee.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085008-112075169051453145?l=debido81-2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/feeds/112075169051453145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085008&amp;postID=112075169051453145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112075169051453145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085008/posts/default/112075169051453145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debido81-2006.blogspot.com/2005/07/backed.html' title='Backed..'/><author><name>debido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254612609466628214</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>
