<?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-12899854</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:06:43.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12899854.post-4331195991477231012</id><published>2009-07-01T01:25:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:49:58.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unstable Affliction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as this H1N1 &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSEUDO-PANDEMIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is really of little to no concern, thanks to however the over-publicizing media and the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bored-outta-my-couch &lt;/span&gt;WHO (World Health Org.) trying to occupy themselves, I just feel like typing this out for fun sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there were only 2 cases, the management confidently broadcasted to the whole of Singapore that everything is well under control and managed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days later, the cases increased to a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;glorious 77!&lt;/span&gt; Very well managed indeed! 'Well managed' is a very subjective term though, so perhaps for RP, it’s considered good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to the extent of a campus contributing to 13% of the total cases in Singapore (only?!)! Kudos! Kudos! Advertisement via pandemic much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, RP has its very own &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ever-increasing &lt;strong&gt;Flu of Honor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.rp.sg/flu" target="_blank"&gt;www.rp.sg/flu&lt;/a&gt;) board to show case their well management. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proves the idiocy of not just RP students, but management as well. Like school, like student. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, please dont be mistaken, I'm saying these with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I love RP as much as I love pink. Keep up the good work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-4331195991477231012?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/4331195991477231012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=4331195991477231012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4331195991477231012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4331195991477231012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2009/07/unstable-affliction-as-much-as-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8090219488555624533</id><published>2009-06-28T12:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:44:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the best of moods, and I haven't been for awhile. This blog will be serving as my only ventilation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obfuscation really is killing me. It’s affecting very much my calls and decisions. Pondering almost at least thrice and still being hesitant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it really isn’t that 'obfuscation' but my ambivalence. Crystal clearly I know, the footing it is at right now in addition to God’s commands for me, what is the right thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s me, I just can’t bear to let go of this feeling. Frankly, I’m afraid of changes. Then again, it can only be a change for the better. Unless I’m someone who enjoys being miserable? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let me drop it and move on, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh, how do I share with anyone at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8090219488555624533?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8090219488555624533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8090219488555624533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8090219488555624533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8090219488555624533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2009/06/birkoff-please-im-not-in-best-of-moods.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5133266783138129505</id><published>2009-06-18T02:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:43:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swirly Ball&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:12-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ian can be strong too! By God’s strength that’s made perfect in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Father I ask, strengthen my feeble heart and steady the knees that give way. Be my strength my shield; let my heart trust in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask and pray all these in Jesus name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5133266783138129505?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5133266783138129505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5133266783138129505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5133266783138129505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5133266783138129505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2009/06/swirly-ball-i-have-learned-secret-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5659407851442239218</id><published>2009-06-17T01:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:28:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Melancholy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;An apology to readers seems to be a consensus among bloggers who returned from their hiatus, but not for me, pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The over-exposure to typical RP-students in addition to such a huge break between writing had disturbingly jeapodised my english fluency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I’d ever be penning my thoughts down here anymore but it seems rather impossible for my emotional capacity to contain all the happenings in my life right now (don’t worry, I don’t do goth make-up nor cut my wrists). I guess such a hub is useful for virtually transferring some pain over to leverage it. (I’m honestly disgusted by my plaintive cries, but it really hurts a lot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theologically I know, God will never give me anything more than I can handle. In fact, I should consider it pure joy, like what James said, because it’s a molding process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;James 1:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the utter assurance and interdependence I once had with God, I’m praying &amp;amp; seeking hard to restore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unnecessary implications for my FYP gave rise to a plethora of perplexing situations which far transcends our handling limit. And the predicaments Sam and I had to go through were really a test of faith. Our decisions weren’t exactly the wisest and like what Jacob said, it is better to set things right than to simply finish it and be conscience-stricken about what was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Blessed is the man,&lt;br /&gt;who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked&lt;br /&gt;or stand in the way of sinners&lt;br /&gt;or sit in the seat of mockers.&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 1:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam’s condition attributes to a large portion of my dismal. Frankly, it hurts me so so much to see what he is going through now and has to go through in the future. So many things will be affected. Never cried that much since the death of my dearest grandmom who suicided. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I’ve always understood the response to God for something that had happened is never a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘why’&lt;/span&gt;, but a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘how’&lt;/span&gt;. This time, I couldn’t help but to do so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why is it that You answered my prayer only to take it away after a year time?&lt;br /&gt;Why when You’ve provided me with someone who’s 89% similar to me only to have this happen to him?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t it be me instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way or another he really means a lot to me as a friend. As much as I’d like to give thanks for being able to go to school, I’ll be really lonely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5659407851442239218?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5659407851442239218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5659407851442239218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5659407851442239218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5659407851442239218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2009/06/melancholy-apology-to-readers-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-1001862830087418370</id><published>2009-01-09T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:00:27.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love them, they love me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian, Tina, Tubby, Kyle, Matty, Jason, Lapietra, Tim, Toar, Geoff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-1001862830087418370?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/1001862830087418370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=1001862830087418370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/1001862830087418370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/1001862830087418370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2009/01/ian-tina-tubby-kyle-matty-jason.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8423145354674282534</id><published>2008-11-17T14:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:10:48.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mission Trip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny hit it right on da spot. The very thing I’ll be missin’ most is the partnership amidst the 6 of us and not Danica. Despite the trip being at a nearby country, it's the company that counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying so much that we’ll have the opportunity to collaborate again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From mere acquaintances to knowing them much more through this trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Shu Rong: Her ever-growing resemblance to Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Joy: Her senior pastor’s voice and demeanor, and when she’s tired, she really is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Ronica: Very impressed by her perpetual consciousness of our agendas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Su Xian: There’s so much I could say I can dedicate one whole entry for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Sunny: He's one reason why I even agreed to this mission trip initially. Urgh, sounds gay, but no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- And even myself: Expressive and being imitated... "REALLY?!" "I'M SO SORRY I'M SO SORRY!" -_-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the fun; laughter; peace &amp;amp; joy, I truly truly enjoyed this mission trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks be to God for making it such a success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We can do all things through Christ which strengthen us&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;EDIT: aww, all the post trip messages from them are making me soo nostalgic. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8423145354674282534?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8423145354674282534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8423145354674282534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8423145354674282534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8423145354674282534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/11/mission-trip-sunny-hit-it-right-on-da.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-6470141167566847371</id><published>2008-11-13T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:10:49.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Fool for Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are fools for Christ, but you are so wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are strong! You are honored, we are dishonored! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1Corinthians 4:10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read this verse along with some others, I had a paradigm shift about wisdom as a Christian, very much thanks to Carmen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That issue aside, people have been asking me about my msn nick, “Why do you call yourself a fool for Christ?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning is simple, yet we dread every moment of it. Let’s cut to the chase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we ready to be humble enough to be made a fool for the sake of Christ? Every time we try to make Him known, we fear being ignored, brushed off, ridiculed or even laughed at, but are we ready to not conform to these and side for Christ Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we’ve been fore-warned about such descry:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;John 15:17-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, be strong my fellow brothers and sisters, persecutions are inevitable, what we desire is at the end of this journey, we hear: 'Well done, good and faithful servant.’ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know, it was all well worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-6470141167566847371?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/6470141167566847371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=6470141167566847371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6470141167566847371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6470141167566847371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/11/fool-for-christ-we-are-fools-for-christ_13.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7852539659793860539</id><published>2008-11-04T01:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T02:09:17.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take Me In&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sam a million for this song and I thought I’d like to share it with you guys. It’s apt with reference to Isaiah 6 and “I believe it’s inspired from this chapter as well” according to Louis, I concur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEPG was very spiritually galvanizing. The things auntie suan choo brought across, so real; so prevalent in christiandom it made me think a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t put across how much I desire once again to humble myself before Christ and let me not be me but Him in me. I’ve been praying so hard to let my life be &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Galatians 2:20&lt;/span&gt;. That’s what a Christian should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Christmas is coming! And I’m glad my church might be collaborating with YFC for CCIS. This is truly an answered prayer because evangelism is something my cell is looking into and I believe this is will a huge stepping stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pray and hope that every Christian out there will realize the precedence of evangelism as a child of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth."&lt;br /&gt;Acts 1:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us together fulfil what Jesus commanded us before His ascension. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7852539659793860539?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7852539659793860539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7852539659793860539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7852539659793860539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7852539659793860539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-me-in-thanks-sam-million-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7296209898169419234</id><published>2008-10-28T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:54:52.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Berzerker Stance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gogo! Quick update in da midst of doing my poster presentation while some really slow sites load.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a couple more hours before da big day! Hope I can get an EFFICIENT, CLEAR yet CHEAP printing service! There better be one because school’s a total rip off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’re many weird things coming up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2-days Leaders’ Retreat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mission trip @ JB in early November&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 14-days Service learning @ Cambodia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaders' retreat sounds really scary to me. It gives me the impression of all veterans engaging in erudite conversations. *brrr*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s probably too hard to imagine. Ok I know, think about yourself attending the final presidential debate between Barack Obama and that McCain fossil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since we’re at this, think about it. If McCain dies, Sarah Palin becomes president.. Hmm... WTH!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, site’s done loading. bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7296209898169419234?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7296209898169419234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7296209898169419234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7296209898169419234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7296209898169419234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/10/gogo-quick-update-in-da-midst-of-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-3599516171147875702</id><published>2008-10-23T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:58:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cut to the Chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people believe in some sort of God. Some create their own to their own comfort. Creating juxtapose of themselves, only calling it God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the true God is the one who is in the Bible, Jesus Christ. He is the only one who ever claimed to be God and on top of it all, He rose from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has showed himself to me so clearly that I couldn't possibly believe otherwise. I would be a fool to say that He hasn't worked miracles in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I believed, there were miracles, but even when I didn’t, His wonders never cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my word is anything, this is the most sincere I have been in my life. Jesus Christ is Lord. There is a supreme truth to this world, and may your hearts search for it. Believe what you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hearing me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-3599516171147875702?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/3599516171147875702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=3599516171147875702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3599516171147875702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3599516171147875702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/10/cut-to-chase-most-people-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5789168968486050356</id><published>2008-10-20T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:25:56.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the bonding mechanism you and your classmates have now? How do you improve it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Weak van de waal forces, and veraciously, no intention of improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Isn’t this the point RP has been promoting. Building pseudo-bonds for 6 months and breaking them thereafter? So why the wasted effort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Nah, no offence here, just some subliminal messages. Plus I have a penchant for hanging out with other friends whom I’m sure will last more than a meagre 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my RJ title and reply today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know it’s a shabby update considering the hiatus but it’s still an update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5789168968486050356?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5789168968486050356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5789168968486050356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5789168968486050356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5789168968486050356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/10/tempest-what-is-bonding-mechanism-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8884243456871774067</id><published>2008-05-28T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:24:02.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primal Instinct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn’t for this God sent lady, who offered me a place under her umbrella, I’d still be waiting in the rain like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap drenched, specs drenched, top to toe drenched. Yet I continued waiting, I couldn’t just take out my phone since I was in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping they’d come any time soon and will jokingly say that it was the longest ‘5mins’ of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till this lady walked past; looked at me, slightly appalled, asked ‘what are you doing here without an umbrella?’ she offered to wait with me till my friends come, insisting she’s not in a rush. Nice lady, I was cms away from hypothermia minutes before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought, hey ok since I got a shelter now, I can take out my phone. Lo &amp;amp; behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obviously a well thought-out entry huh? lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8884243456871774067?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8884243456871774067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8884243456871774067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8884243456871774067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8884243456871774067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/05/primal-instinct-if-it-wasnt-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-3441196441067022931</id><published>2008-05-21T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:16:10.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stunlocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Premeditation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nebuchadnezzar - 2 points!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cheap Shot: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basketball, Captain's Ball, Archery - 3 points! (2+3=5) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kidney Shot: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My students, aka little kids' outing - Finishing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stunlocking much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Sherina, my classmate who kept asking bout my kid's meal, bears a very striking resemblance to the girl 'Emily'. She knows it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah fu's new blogskin win teh interwebz! no joke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone happens to understand this entry, I have cookie! =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-3441196441067022931?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/3441196441067022931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=3441196441067022931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3441196441067022931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3441196441067022931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/05/stunlocks-premeditation-nebuchadnezzar_21.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-4282103214803164876</id><published>2008-05-18T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:04:31.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cataclysm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God saw that I went overboard, He took it ALL away.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt it's for my own good, but I still can’t help but to feel ambivalent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have in hands the precious lives of many; I need to handle them more carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was fantastic, with zeming, ah fu, zhijin, liyao, jiahui. After having frog-leg porridge supper at geylang, some joker suggested we go out for some fun, yet not knowing where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove from Pasir Ris to Jalan Kayu for prata! Hey best prata in Singapore! Yummy! It was almost 2am then. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Traveling at the speed of 160mph at SLE, shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu, for the thrill of it, decided to go cemetery. The journey there was really enjoyable. It took us almost an hour half to find it. We were simply making fools out of ourselves, childishly trying to forget things…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached, turning in; music off; highlights up, slowly driving past the tombs, eerie as it was, someone was horny….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of the most beautiful night I've spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the house of God tomorrow. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-4282103214803164876?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/4282103214803164876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=4282103214803164876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4282103214803164876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4282103214803164876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/05/catalysm-god-saw-that-i-went-overboard.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7135605773563116752</id><published>2008-04-26T05:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T05:14:01.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m never an aficionado for maths or any formulae-oriented subjects. In fact I dislike it as much as how Oprah Winfrey hates child abuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surrealistic thought of not having to touch maths anymore in this course was almost made pseudo-existent, which thankfully, I experienced a paradigm shift today. Otherwise I’d still be self-deluded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty much when I felt the densest in today’s problem. When maths stuff surfaced from the board second by second, all my hopes crumbled. In addition with all the things needed to remember, I felt really stressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like being pinned down by my ‘crumbled blocks’ of dream along with rubble from maths working, imagine the strain level! Even the vastest amount of ductility will fracture! Haha, jargon much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I suppose I was gullible enough to believe that maths and science will not co-exist for once and everything can be solved via the logical-thinking dichotomy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all, maths makes me dense (pun intended).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7135605773563116752?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7135605773563116752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7135605773563116752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7135605773563116752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7135605773563116752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/04/maths-im-never-aficionado-for-maths-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-6965604738336464702</id><published>2008-04-22T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:59:27.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed despite being near penniless! God provided so so much without me having to pay a single cent.! Talk about it ya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; I had this sudden urge to get a Rubik’s Cube a few days ago, but I can’t afford one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God gave me one through Paul for &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; just last Sunday!! Mastered it in less than 24hours! Yay! Thanks Paul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; There’s a lesson by Apostle Wu Bi Chun from &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/span&gt; this coming Sat, her lesson has always been great and beneficial, and I’m dreading to go. It costs&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; 30 bucks&lt;/span&gt; though, can’t afford. So I didn’t sign-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mate, Jere, had already signed/paid up for the lesson, and later realised that he can’t make it cause of army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, he asked me to go in his place instead! It’s super nice isn’t it?! Thanks bro!! And of course God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Well, I had EBS lesson at Aljunied yesterday, and before I went, I got only 10 cents left with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I was unsure if my card has enough money for me to take the train from Woodlands. If I don’t, I can’t go. So I prayed ‘Lord, just let me have any amount in my card, even 1 cent will do, so I can take that &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; train ride to Aljunied.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lo &amp;amp; behold, 11 cents in my card! Thank God I can take that &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;train ride to Aljunied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t even dare say I’m poor with all these blessings and providence from my Father in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Ki’s favourite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.You anoint my head with oil; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CUP OVERFLOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Psalm 23:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Shuiling joined my PEP today!! Cheers to a new harvester-to be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All glory to the Lord, my heavenly Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-6965604738336464702?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/6965604738336464702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=6965604738336464702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6965604738336464702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6965604738336464702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/04/blessed-i-feel-so-blessed-despite-being.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5716283543326933679</id><published>2008-04-20T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:35:19.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Great Poly Garage Sales!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way past fantastic! Thank God for the shoppers!! Turnout was great. To think that I was so skeptical &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*slaps self with a large trout*&lt;/span&gt; I did pray about it though! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, God’s work done in God’s way will NEVER lack God’s supply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mate, Chek, went down too and he happens know Shawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this super friendly guy from RP despite his punky-ness. He gave teh archery a try, not exactly the best person to take up this sport. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the best thing! I got a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHAT loot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thank God so much since my dad kept telling me to get some new home clothes, they make me look hobo. And here the El Shaddai blessed me abundantly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red hosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190989837172841202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/SAoZwP1ZmvI/AAAAAAAAABM/kKZiv2jQr-k/s320/DSC00646.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The girl in the middle name's Chantel, cool eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, GPGS has finally come to an end after all the arduous preparation. It's just a last however, but NOT least, way more to go. So many people out there in need of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sadly, I missed out a couple of things today. Alvin invited me to his church cause the 'pastress' (my term for pastor's wife) from the largest church in Korea came today! Awww =[&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And my cell went Renewal for live recording too!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Missed&lt;/span&gt;! Both at 7.30pm lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nonetheless, GPGS was a great harvest field! In times like this, nothing is more relevant than eternity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5716283543326933679?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5716283543326933679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5716283543326933679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5716283543326933679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5716283543326933679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-poly-garage-sales-way-past.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/SAoZwP1ZmvI/AAAAAAAAABM/kKZiv2jQr-k/s72-c/DSC00646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12899854.post-5655136304301594638</id><published>2008-04-16T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:02:34.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be concise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did CampusE with yu ki today, very very interesting. Hmm we trespassed someone’s sanctuary. It was fun and fruitful! Haha, Thank God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to EH for preparation for GPGS. Interesting things happened too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God so much for sustaining me through the day as well, at the expense of being ‘a tad bit’ late in the morning though. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this new punctuality system is jeopardizing my grades!! Arghh… So it’s time to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait! before that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189873038969049474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/SAYiCCUgkYI/AAAAAAAAABE/V33yWALZRKE/s320/lol.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Cool? i improvised this (from weijian's verion) while in the lecture theatre. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5655136304301594638?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5655136304301594638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5655136304301594638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5655136304301594638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5655136304301594638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/04/meh-to-be-concise-i-did-campuse-with-yu.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/SAYiCCUgkYI/AAAAAAAAABE/V33yWALZRKE/s72-c/lol.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12899854.post-8163919357439481384</id><published>2008-04-10T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:18:26.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad Statue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;It’s almost 1am now and I have class later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poly decided that it’s time to be smart and is now stricter on punctuality issue because punk ass kids like me abused their grace period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the past 20000 minutes reading and it feels really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophers are self-deluded, and so am I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know one absolute truth: God is real and He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been really good to me and I mean it. Really good is simply an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8163919357439481384?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8163919357439481384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8163919357439481384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8163919357439481384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8163919357439481384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-almost-1am-now-and-i-have-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8441170466819642993</id><published>2008-04-06T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:18:47.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Blogging on Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s very encouraging to see a brother of mine standing firm on his decision for God despite the alluring temptations and inevitably the agony he’s going through even right now. I feel for you my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly thank God for this brother-in-Christ who shares so much with me. I do wish there’s something more I could do to help him feel better though, but only through prayer and God I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school’s starting and the modules I’m taking look indubitably insipid. yucks… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God though, that I get a free day every Wednesday, but then again, I have Personal Profiling. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, my Project Serve ended and I don’t think it ended well. I still need to learn to be more accountable &amp;amp; responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m a disappointment. In everything I do, I was simply hoping to make my supervisor smile and to please God, but well I’m not even capable of accomplishing such simple task. You’ve still got a long way to go Mr. Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la I’m not pessimistic, but there has to be a downside to everything isn’t it? How can anything be perfect in this fallen world? So yup, that was just one. Project Serve was great overall no doubt! Because….. I got the BCAD shirt!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I need to get a guitar again. Why on earth did I sell mine last time?! O.o grr… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8441170466819642993?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8441170466819642993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8441170466819642993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8441170466819642993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8441170466819642993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/04/blogging-on-sabbath-its-very.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7373054586331437018</id><published>2008-02-25T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:01:32.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ministering&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;is super tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when ministering someone with an obdurate heart. And that’s when we begin to realise, how finite we are against unconvinced people and it’s only through prayer and the work of Holy Spirit that will amend such situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, who ever said it’s gonna be easy? Guess I should be thankful that I get to minister people and not to be ministered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 3 weeks of project serve. What have I learnt? Will share again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a strong anti-realist, and this is the only realist thing I ever believed: God is loving, good and real, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For since the creation of the world, God's invisible qualities; his eternal power and divine nature have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 1:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7373054586331437018?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7373054586331437018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7373054586331437018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7373054586331437018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7373054586331437018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/02/ministering-is-super-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-875236086997331821</id><published>2008-02-17T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T01:03:48.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="yfop" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="270" width="320" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="8467"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="7144"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf'" width="'320'" height="'270'" name="'yfop'" allowscriptaccess="'always'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" pluginspage="'http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer'" flashvars="'id="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="'270'id=" data="data:application/x-oleobject;base64,IGkzJfkDzxGP0ACqAGhvEzwhRE9DVFlQRSBIVE1MIFBVQkxJQyAiLS8vVzNDLy9EVEQgSFRNTCA0LjAgVHJhbnNpdGlvbmFsLy9FTiI+DQo8SFRNTD48SEVBRD4NCjxNRVRBIGh0dHAtZXF1aXY9Q29udGVudC1UeXBlIGNvbnRlbnQ9InRleHQvaHRtbDsgY2hhcnNldD13aW5kb3dzLTEyNTIiPg0KPE1FVEEgY29udGVudD0iTVNIVE1MIDYuMDAuNjAwMC4xNjYwOCIgbmFtZT1HRU5FUkFUT1I+PC9IRUFEPg0KPEJPRFk+DQo8UD4mbmJzcDs8L1A+PC9CT0RZPjwvSFRNTD4NCg=" classid="'clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000'codebase=" version="8,0,0,0'width="&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf'" width="'320'" height="'270'" name="'yfop'" allowscriptaccess="'always'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" pluginspage="'http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer'" flashvars="'id="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was posted recently on Yahoo homepage so some of you might have seen it. Isn't it amazing to witness how God works corporeally in people's lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" God’s got something for me to do, when I learn it, I’ll follow it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote from the old lady had quite the jounce for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person often says "next time I want be this, I want be that."&lt;br /&gt;But is this really God's calling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to God who uses this old lady as such edifying and living miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-875236086997331821?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/875236086997331821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=875236086997331821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/875236086997331821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/875236086997331821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/02/miracle-this-was-posted-recently-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8418427319459925584</id><published>2008-02-16T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:23:39.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I had in mind several things to blog about, due to an arduously near 14 hours, yet extremely beneficial day, I guess it’s ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just felt like writing/clarifying this, don’t ask why though. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to account for my infamous randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Christians are neither &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;celibate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;asexual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;lol… it’s very surprising that many people are obfuscated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As for you, be fruitful and increase in number; multiply on the earth and increase upon it."&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 9:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, proper entry next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, my computer is keylogged, so whatever I’m typing down now, the hacker knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully Mr Hacker, if you’re reading, I wanna tell you that Jesus loves you lots he died for you. Thanks for hacking my computer so I could share this wonderful news with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8418427319459925584?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8418427319459925584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8418427319459925584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8418427319459925584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8418427319459925584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/02/untitled-hmm-i-had-in-mind-several.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8415661891461665152</id><published>2008-02-10T03:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:22:34.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d relinquished just way too much for her. Too much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this CNY for instance; forfeiting the many programs I had on schedule (not all) just to spend time with her, jeopardizing my already meager social life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still couldn’t fathom if all these time spent was worth it thanks to my innate ‘screwed-up-priorities’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know God is number one though, however, does it seem so during this period? I don’t think so, and this is very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project serve starts in a day time and it’ll be a 7 weeks assiduity for God. More than usual, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I’ll be &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ABLE &lt;/span&gt;to spend significantly less time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming 7 weeks will be an asylum for me. I told God I needed a break from her but I couldn’t do so myself. And here it is another way past wonderful answered prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why way past wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. God allowed me to have a ‘no-choice’ break from Serine through this Project Serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Being able to serve Him while it’s called ‘break’! How good is that?&lt;br /&gt;I think God’s agenda is to ameliorate my commitment level. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think YFC will proffer me allowance, to cover my expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The expenses allowed me to answer to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope after these 7 weeks, I won’t spend an obscene amount of time with her anymore, with absolute dependence on God’s strength of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘My grace is sufficient for thee; for my strength is made perfect in weakness’&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9 KJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap this up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy CNY! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8415661891461665152?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8415661891461665152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8415661891461665152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8415661891461665152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8415661891461665152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/02/serine-id-relinquished-just-way-too.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-3683713737884656793</id><published>2008-01-29T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:04:21.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dante &amp;amp; Chuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about Divine Comedy by Dante this afternoon, facinated by the wonderful poet's work since 4 years ago, this is indeed an art of eloquence eliciting the nine levels of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too found out today, that Chuck Norris (if anyone knows him) is a Christian, which is of course good. An eminent character of satire being the messenger of Christ, why not!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shares the gospel openly on national TV:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the satirical "facts" made of Norris states that "There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live." Upon hearing this, Chuck replied:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's funny. It's cute. But here's what I really think about the theory of evolution: It's not real. It is not the way we got here. In fact, the life you see on this planet is really just a list of creatures God has allowed to live. We are not creations of random chance. We are not accidents. There is a God, a Creator, who made you and me. We were made in His image, which separates us from all other creatures. By the way, without Him, I don't have any power. But with Him, the Bible tells me, I really can do all things—and so can you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is way past cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m glad today was the LAST Visual Basic lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, is it really really wrong NOT to be pragmatic? O.o Does the world has to be like this. Like the philistines? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-3683713737884656793?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/3683713737884656793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=3683713737884656793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3683713737884656793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3683713737884656793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/01/dante-chuck-read-more-about-divine.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-4895751839244744646</id><published>2008-01-25T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:05:31.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAO ZA-rish Flattered!!! (overstatements too, I think)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;''Hi Ian, ok, since you mentioned in your RJ that you cannot recognise your own strengths till someone tells you about it, I shall treat this as an invitation to give "solicited" affirmations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You are certainly one of the brightest students that I have come across in this cohort. You have exceptional reflective skills and you write beautifully. I look forward to your RJ every week and I will, well, miss those entries. Your insight about yourself (look at your RJ in problem 3) awes me and I am glad you are someone who will ponder intently on an issue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You have excellent probing skills too and the questions that you asked often point to the heart of the problem and even beyond, and that can spark off good discussions in the class. For example, in today's class, you asked if DNA is a theory or an entity and you questioned if it is possible to go back to observational stage (instead of hypothesis formulation) when conclusion of experiments is incongruent with hypothesis. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As for areas of improvement, yes, you mentioned about how short your slides are. This was mentioned before in my comments to you previously. You have since improved a lot but you can still perfect the art further. You can look at the 6Ps of your modules to get a hang of how to give enough visual cues while not overloading your audience. This probably will give you some clues as in why your UT grades are not as excellent as your daily grades. You are good at conceptualising the bigger picture and to verbalise your thoughts, but to pen down the details can be a torture for you, but you will still need to overcome that nonetheless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks very much for the thanksgiving! It warms my heart. You have decided to stick to your school? I wish you all the best in your studies. Perhaps, you can still find inspirations from Science too. In fact, some of the scientific theories are "spin-off" from philosophy. Have fun exploring!''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cheers! Best comment ever!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-4895751839244744646?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/4895751839244744646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=4895751839244744646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4895751839244744646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4895751839244744646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/01/flattered-hi-ian-ok-since-you-mentioned.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7895132967759647651</id><published>2008-01-13T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:40:18.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confidante&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one; nothing, can ever supersede the things we’ve shared and the crazy stuff we did together &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(the balloon game 3 of us played after Christmas, crazily hilarious; unglam beyond anyone’s imagination).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s only amid the three of us; we’re at ease to share anything and everything from facile problems to the deepest darkest secret no one can ever descry. Also the only ones I can share my problems with genially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I’m extremely thankful to God for the brotherhood. I pray that our bond will only strengthen and not debilitate. It’s definitely not something fortuitous but intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a true confidante in life is particularly good especially when it’s tough to handle the devil alone. Not that God can’t solve the problems, which he definitely can, but at times we really seek for worldly companion, don’t we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m also very thankful for a conversation we had over late supper yesterday. Since some time ago, I’ve been pretty worried about my brothers’ spiritual life. Been wanting to share with them about it, yet couldn’t find the approach and time, lousy me. I kept praying about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, God worked in his wondrous ways and while sharing our problems, we came to that issue and I managed to voice out my concerns periphrastically. And some other things were resolved too, I think? I was also super shocked about something that was shared, like SUPER shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what was the best?! Realizing &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the importance of prayer&lt;/span&gt;, we made an agreement within the three of us, to pray for each other’s prayer request weekly via prayer chain, we all agreed albeit one being in army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is excellent since we can really voice out the requests we have without apprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work:&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thanks to God, I managed to share the gospel with four of my friends this week. I did nothing much though, it’s all God-given opportunities through prayers. See how prayer work wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless. (just realized it’s been soo long since my last entry. lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7895132967759647651?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7895132967759647651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7895132967759647651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7895132967759647651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7895132967759647651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2008/01/confidante-no-one-nothing-can-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-8719881550002970668</id><published>2007-12-05T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:56:08.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siao Class!? O.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The conspicuously tense atmosphere today is something anomalous, which really really led to my discomfort. This is not how the class I know usually behaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A workaday W24L is always bustling with lots of interactions and jokes. Albeit I know the fountainhead of this problem, which lies in a certain someone, I didn’t expect such momentous domino effect. Terrible… Attempted to ameliorate the mood, futile it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the brighter side! One comfy thing in class today is the team I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not comfy because all of them are females, because ironically that’s a slight debacle for me. They cliqued so well all thanks to the Korean craze. -.- an nyong ha sae yo? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it’s just something trivial, still managed to squeeeeeze in. Hey it’s me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I felt comfy about is the common working attitude all my teammate possesses.&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned about it in my RJ about metaphors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team I was in reminded me of the word ‘blob’! (a metaphor)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The word suggests images from nature such as &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;octopi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;amoebas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;spiders&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dandelions&lt;/span&gt;. All of these 'blob' possess the common aspects of self-organization and adaptability in accomplishing a purpose.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really like how each one knows what to do in certain situation. Excellent versatility just like the blobby creatures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, comfy huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-8719881550002970668?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/8719881550002970668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=8719881550002970668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8719881550002970668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/8719881550002970668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/12/siao-class-conspicuously-tense.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-2096183642342176503</id><published>2007-12-01T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T04:34:40.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted was well worth my midnight and needless to say, moolah.&lt;br /&gt;Well of course! It’s Disney, what’s more to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My idiosyncrasy for Disney: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Never disappoints their audiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies/shows in this present time, so many of them, portray messages so cynical, so pessimistic. Revenge, murder, lust, greed, wealth… Sad to say, this is men’s nature. This is why we need Jesus Christ! To guide us, to free us from this bondage of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what makes Enchanted notably different from the rest for me, its optimism and innocence unlike other shows. Hmm, perhaps it contained some satire but I may be too dense to notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeing through rose-coloured glasses can be good at times but not too much, or it’ll be self-deluding. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BURNSSS&lt;/span&gt; with every single blink!!! Ouch!! Really tired…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only catch a midnight show because essentially that’s the only time I can! This too explains my blog’s laggard updates. Busy like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on I have a Christmas party to attend. Yes, you heard me right.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; party on the 1st of December! lol, kindda early isn’t it. Organized by my… errm aunt or cousin? I don’t know how she’s related to me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well that’s not the point. Main agenda for me going is, I was given this miraculous opportunity by God through my aunt/cousin, who isn’t a Christian, who asked me to share the meaning of Christmas with everyone there! And of course, sharing the gospel through this! Do pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I’m so thankful for this event is cause I was in a dilemma a few days back, before I got to know about this party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contemplating whether to attend cell or to attend the FM 20.12 briefing due to time clashes. So I asked God to me help me make a decision. I wanna go for both. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ironically, His answer for me was to attend neither!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how I got the answer? Ok:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was about to ‘bao zha’ with the decision (actually I had a decision in mind, but was very apprehensive), my aunt/cousin told me about the party that I get to share the gospel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single Saturday dilemma vanished! I knew at that instance that this was the answer for my Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how God works!? In such &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;serendipitous&lt;/span&gt; ways! That's why I'm sooo thankful for this answered prayer. And all we have to do is pray pray and pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 3.45am now,  my eyes are ‘chao da’ from the burning already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, God bless! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-2096183642342176503?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/2096183642342176503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=2096183642342176503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/2096183642342176503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/2096183642342176503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted-enchanted-was-well-worth-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-2022280361749829826</id><published>2007-11-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:13:02.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hindus can’t eat beef because it’s sinful.&lt;br /&gt;Anglicans must eat beef on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm, so one man’s sin is the other man’s dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Doesn’t make sense…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, when the one true God created everything, we were supposed to rule over them. Why should the animals be circumscribing human from eating them? Plus, they are yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;God blessed them and said to them, "Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground."&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I can eat and will eat EVERYTHING!! Except beans…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so thankful to be in the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-2022280361749829826?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/2022280361749829826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=2022280361749829826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/2022280361749829826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/2022280361749829826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/11/hindus-cant-eat-beef-because-its-sinful.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-332154529164204886</id><published>2007-11-08T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:07:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went ice-skating again yesterday. Taught one more how to skate. Yay. Really encouraged and certainly humored by what WJ said in his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ar WJ, here on need to steal abit from your blog. (pics &amp;amp; quotes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Stolen quote)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As usual, Ian has to play the role of a coach teaching jj who doesn't know how to skate. (JJ, you should thank Ian). During the first time, Ian also had to teach the others and that means he will get lesser chance to play. This time, he needs to teach "someone" which is equivalent to two person who doesn't know how to skate. And that means double the challenge. Nevertheless, jj did quite well although she refused to let go of the holding bars. Wz was happily showing all the stunts to the whole world by jumping around like a monkey. Had fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(End)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously lol at the WZ part, and I not so noble. Just that I enjoy teaching people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing is called JJ &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Stolen pic =/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130390835925081074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RzLPSIY72_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/jFrlLEkH4iQ/s320/Image037-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one colloquial entry. I read a book called Bondage Breaker on my way to jurong with WZ. Anderson gave it to me errm, 6 years ago? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I broke a promise I made with God. =[ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I lacked the intrepidity to do so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm such a coward...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-332154529164204886?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/332154529164204886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=332154529164204886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/332154529164204886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/332154529164204886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-ice-skating-again-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RzLPSIY72_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/jFrlLEkH4iQ/s72-c/Image037-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12899854.post-7784874550816366110</id><published>2007-11-05T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:51:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s 2.10am currently and it’s raining. Somehow, this mood makes me feel like I’m writing an epitaph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yay to my 1 week break! Yet, I’m feeling really ambivalent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, because I’ll be serving full-time at SYFC for 3 days. Not feeling morose over this, but it’s just pretty abrupt isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finely anticipated 1 week freedom had subjected to a paradigm-shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that’s an overstatement. It’s only 3 days full-time, say until like life-sentence. And in addition, I’m supposed to serve God anytime anywhere, why am I whining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s cool! More chance to learn &amp;amp; to serve! Suppose to report 9am at Emmanuel House later! YA 9am!! Why on earth am I still here blogging?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all these, I’ve still got several obligations waiting to be settled. God’s giving me more opportunities to abate my stupid habit of procrastinating, thankfully, my very prevalent flaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday outing!! Need to organize… yet again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this 感动 to type this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a very customary verse, but we Christians really need to be constantly kept in mind how much God loves us and how much in return, we have done for Him. Many a time, people take Him for granted for what He has done in their lives, which at times includes me. I feel really incriminated. I wanna do things that can make Jesus smile the way he made me smile. He’s just so real and loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rabble**rabble**rabble**rabble**rabble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for readers, I need to wake up early later on, so this will be the end, otherwise I’ve got lots more to blog about. LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, God bless! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7784874550816366110?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7784874550816366110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7784874550816366110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7784874550816366110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7784874550816366110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-4224782436082396853</id><published>2007-10-31T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T02:40:42.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Iris and I were doing EBS with this guy, met him during Campus Evangelism, during breakout. And wow, his values require serious rectification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling that today’s meeting kindda aggravated his antagonism towards Christianity due to his anomalous values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do keep him in prayer and pray that he’ll continue to seek the truth and amelioration of his values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told, my entries are very abstract and ambiguous. Lol. I concur, but too bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, No idea why I wanna reveal this, perhaps to be more cautious of me? But I have this hidden aptitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bears a striking resemblance to Yuri’s. If anyone plays Red Alert 2 C&amp;amp;C, shhh… But of course, I don’t misuse this talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it to good use, God glorifying uses…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;HOOOORAY, 1 week break soon. Which means...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ice-skating!!! Roller-blading!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOCKENI!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Contradictory to my aptitude, I’m very susceptible to influences. Especially in the way I speak. However, I’m immune to profanities, thankfully. I hate those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-4224782436082396853?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/4224782436082396853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=4224782436082396853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4224782436082396853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4224782436082396853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/10/iris-and-i-were-doing-ebs-with-this-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-4028305346499021654</id><published>2007-10-30T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:50:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never in my mind was this blog for me to portray a veneer of respectability and holiness. I’m not always so happy and 'holy' all times. I have my bad times too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, I have to put on a façade, not because I'm hypocrtical or whatsoever. It's because I know ones mood can alters the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have to admit, I’m facing some recurring problems nowadays. Pretty distressed… Especially in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But no, I’m not gonna face these problems with a frown, but with a smile and strength of God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna be myself again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-4028305346499021654?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/4028305346499021654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=4028305346499021654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4028305346499021654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4028305346499021654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/10/never-in-my-mind-was-this-blog-for-me_30.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7439857988400775480</id><published>2007-10-26T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T16:39:36.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was quite encouraged, when someone told me yesterday, that my blog entries helped resolved some of his problems! Particularly some of the verses. Which is of course, fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because ultimately, the purpose of this blog is to glorify God and edify his children! Occasionally, with some frivolous stuff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really thankful that my weight/size doesn’t scale with the amount of food I eat. My appetite is proximal to a T-rex and hippo’s combined. No joke. The day when you hear me says ‘I’m full’ will probably be the day when hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;this is what my name actually mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian = God is gracious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My grace is sufficient for you; for my strength is made perfect in weakness.’&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He certainly is. I remember a video I watched, ‘Facing the Giants’, there was this scene where this boy asked his dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, if God loves me so much, why did He make me so small and weak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dad replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that through you, He can show people around you how Mighty and Powerful He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is almost exactly what’s happening in my life! 2 Corinthians 12:9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, lean and depend on God in everything, because...&lt;br /&gt;we are limited and imperfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7439857988400775480?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7439857988400775480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7439857988400775480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7439857988400775480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7439857988400775480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-quite-encouraged-when-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-3530685995730332198</id><published>2007-10-24T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:41:42.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was never an aficionado for contemporary songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event that anyone sees my playlist; he/she will be enfeebled by the antiquity of my playlist. If anyone never kena enfeeble, I treat lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s either clean songs or songs I don’t understand e.g. Japanese, with the latter being preponderant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anime anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-3530685995730332198?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/3530685995730332198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=3530685995730332198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3530685995730332198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3530685995730332198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-never-aficionado-for-contemporary.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7363130273523264813</id><published>2007-10-21T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:54:29.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be Prayerful In Everything We do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m very thankful for yesterday’s barbeque albeit there were ups and downs. Problems emanated initially, but through praying, God works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How He works? Let me tell you some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He displaced a carnival which took up the space intended for our games, yet at the same time, allowed the carnival to finish all their programs. How amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Inevitably, the weather! When the gamemasters and I got there in the morning beforehand, we were literally &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IMMOLATING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this event alone, it shows how perpherical we humans are! We can’t do everything alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘Unless the lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain.’&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 127:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons assimilated from organizing this barbeque:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No procrastinating!&lt;br /&gt;Need to manage my really bad disposition!&lt;br /&gt;And of course&lt;br /&gt;Be prayerful in everything I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7363130273523264813?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7363130273523264813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7363130273523264813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7363130273523264813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7363130273523264813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-prayerful-in-everything-we-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-89098214621430090</id><published>2007-10-12T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:51:16.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s stymieing now and then, when I try to speak to PRC students in mandarin, despite my ineptness at it, they too, attempted in vain to reply me in ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the reason why I tried so hard to speak in Chinese is so because they can have an easier time communicating with me. Speaking in English when Chinese is your 1st language won’t make me think any better of you. Not all of them do that, just some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not cynical, just a little frustrated. Well, maybe they are just trying to practice their English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, who am I to judge and be critical about what they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Matthew 7:2&lt;br /&gt;For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had been doing, and still is, a lot of things in my life along with several answered prayers. This means more opportunities to serve &amp;amp; glorify Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I know what He wants me to do, I pray about it and it’s answered, it just strengthens my faith and relationship with Him more, more and even more. It’s uber cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to plan for cell barbeque!!! Need ideas!!! Fear not, I have a personal consultant. Very personal… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-89098214621430090?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/89098214621430090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=89098214621430090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/89098214621430090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/89098214621430090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-stymieing-now-and-then-when-i-try.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-6667520151868171544</id><published>2007-08-31T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T11:25:08.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ian's initial plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meet up with friends and play badminton.&lt;br /&gt;- Hang out with them around Bishan area.&lt;br /&gt;- Then meet my fellow Hunters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Travel around Singapore collecting payment from people going for Insomnia. (good service huh?)&lt;br /&gt;- This will most probably take up the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;- Settling of serveral stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God’s wonderful plans for Ian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meet up with friends and play badminton.&lt;br /&gt;- Hang out with them around Bishan area.&lt;br /&gt;- Let everyone who’re suppose to pay be at Bishan too!&lt;br /&gt;- Ian happens to call all of them and all met him instead and paid up. (collected from all!)&lt;br /&gt;- Ian’s will have pleasant company from friends’ while waiting for Insomnia people who’re meeting to pay.&lt;br /&gt;- Meet fellow Hunters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Take a good rest at home&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare him for Polyserve (morning) and outreaching (night) on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen! Praise the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-6667520151868171544?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/6667520151868171544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=6667520151868171544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6667520151868171544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6667520151868171544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/ians-initial-plans-thursday-meet-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-4765164281442936808</id><published>2007-08-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T00:03:25.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay! i just taught 4 friends of mine how to ice-skate. cooolness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roller-blading is way better though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-4765164281442936808?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/4765164281442936808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=4765164281442936808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4765164281442936808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/4765164281442936808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/yay-i-just-taught-4-friends-of-mine-how.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-6618568549323573736</id><published>2007-08-26T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:41:59.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm very thankful that my cell has reached the outreaching phase. Time to consummate our greatest commision as a cell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was searching for a missing dog at round 2.45am to 3.45am for someone I don't know. It was a futile search though. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God has been leading me through many things. Lean on him in EVERYTHING you do! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll miss my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103003539643329858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RtGCrrQAbUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AyBMXuwFvU8/s320/210820071716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-6618568549323573736?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/6618568549323573736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=6618568549323573736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6618568549323573736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/6618568549323573736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-very-thankful-that-my-cell-has.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RtGCrrQAbUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AyBMXuwFvU8/s72-c/210820071716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12899854.post-5534042413817826063</id><published>2007-08-20T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T08:59:09.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Son&lt;strong&gt;: Dad, if God loves me, why does He make me so small and weak?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;strong&gt;: So that through you, He can show people how strong and mighty your God is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5534042413817826063?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5534042413817826063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5534042413817826063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5534042413817826063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5534042413817826063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/son-dad-if-god-loves-me-why-does-he.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-695550484084874920</id><published>2007-08-18T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T04:00:57.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To resume my thanks giving, I also wanna thank God alot for letting me know such a wondeful fac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated on my previous entry, he wrote us 'Thank You' cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So of course to express my many X thanks to him, I sent him an E-mail along with my late RJ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘My apologies for the late submission of RJ, well I thought its open till the usual time. Sorry! I’m pretty sure you’re flooded with plethora of fan mails by now. So sorry for adding in to the quantity! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(RJ Question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In one sentence, describe how your learning experience for this module has been like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really learnt that formulas are originated from logical thinking; reasoning and then phrased into a form of universal-language instead of a mere bunch of number/alphabet monstrosities! Paradigm Shift…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is an e-mail, so might as well….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d learnt a lot from you, a really amazing fac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for taking the effort to write an ‘RJ’ after every single lesson for us. Relegating yourself to do what we students have to do and ending up thanking all of us. Modesty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course do note that all your ‘RJ’s didn’t go to waste because we do read them! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thank you so very much for putting up with our super-uber nonsense and laziness through these weeks. Genuine meekness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thank you thank you soooo much for showing me how relationship between students and facs can really get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My earnest respect to you! *salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just to end this, new term’s gonna start, albeit I do hope you can still be my fac, well who doesn’t? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, just all the best to you! Hope you’ll get diligent as well as intelligent classes.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, THANK YOU very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can’t end once with something short lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Cordial Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Ian :) '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of E-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Praise the Lord! For countless things which will take eons to type out. I have a really strong urge to thank God alot alot today. QT will be a long one later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-695550484084874920?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/695550484084874920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=695550484084874920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/695550484084874920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/695550484084874920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-resume-my-thanks-giving-i-also-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7400238904403893656</id><published>2007-08-18T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T04:08:46.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This entry is dedicated to thanks-giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I wanna thank God for today’s weather. It mollified my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this semester is coming to an end. I wanna thank God for blessing me with this quick-thinking and reasoning brain of mine and the ability to be able to write well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Your RJ is humorous, and an intelligent piece of writing’&lt;br /&gt;‘That was a truly hilarious and interesting entry from you’&lt;br /&gt;Your good and sharp thinking was once again put to good use&lt;br /&gt;‘You are quick-witted and vocal’&lt;br /&gt;‘You write and speak well and with passion’&lt;br /&gt;‘You may be smart, but you may be too smart for your own good.’&lt;br /&gt;‘Do not waste your talents away.’&lt;br /&gt;‘Yes, it was never in my doubt you can shine in this class when you put your mind to it.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also a ‘Thank You’ card from my Science Fac ‘Ian, thank you for showing me what logical deduction is.’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For elucidating purpose, I have no intention at all to flaunt what I had achieved. This blog, is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hall of fame for The Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, one of the many places where I stand to honor and glorify in His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to bring out that all these credits goes to Him. The Potter who blesses me with the wisdom and the writing ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve nothing at all. For without him, I am nothing. All these Honor &amp; Glory goes to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank and Honor Him in everything you do. Everything! Even what people deem trivial such as being able to even wake up from your sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pray*Thank you once again Lord Jesus, continue to mold me into a desirable likeliness of You and let me be a beacon to the lost out there. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will perservere to be a good testimoney for the Lord. I am very very certain that God will lead me when I prepare my field well. Most importantly faith! Be certain of what you pray for and proclaim it done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7400238904403893656?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7400238904403893656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7400238904403893656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7400238904403893656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7400238904403893656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-entry-is-dedicated-to-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-3847756077705829177</id><published>2007-08-14T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:48:32.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall start with a story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Christian incarcerated, convicted with a death sentence in 5 weeks time and he kept praying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However all he prayed to God for was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, please bless me with a good environment in the prison;&lt;br /&gt;God, please provide me with a fan here or even an air-con;&lt;br /&gt;God please provide me with a plasma TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all was granted to him by our merciful Lord, but he was still executed thereafter. Why pray for such abridge solace when all he could have prayed for is one thing!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FREEDOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our life is no different from a death-sentenced prisoner. It depends on what we do to salvage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, unequivocally what many Christians out there are doing is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they keep praying to God to furnish their worldly NEEDS, like what the prisoner above did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, why ask for such abridge solace when all they need to pray for is one thing!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FORVGIVENSS/FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from our Abba Father in heaven! So what if all the worldly needs are granted but ending up in death afterlife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask from my Father in heaven is for Him to forgive my sins and to seek His righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ever pray for worldly things no more. I believe what He gives and doesn’t give are all premeditated. He is my provider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A willing vessel yielded to Him is all He is looking for! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew 6:33&lt;br /&gt;‘But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was guiding and healing me throughout my day, and today’s prayer meeting was certainly a salutary one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-3847756077705829177?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/3847756077705829177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=3847756077705829177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3847756077705829177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3847756077705829177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-shall-start-with-story-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5248685361025535124</id><published>2007-08-05T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:08:43.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;God is always there to remind and guide me whenever something tries to falter my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A savior that proffers such providence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really learnt that the further we get in our walk as a Christian, the more we ought to pray and take time to just be alone so that we can be rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says God can't hear and who says He doesn't care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had answered many of my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never think you’re too small or not worthy for him. We were redeemed with a hefty price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everyone is worthy and precious to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray anytime, anywhere, God listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is &lt;strong&gt;omnipresent&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;omnipotent&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With him nothing is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5248685361025535124?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5248685361025535124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5248685361025535124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5248685361025535124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5248685361025535124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/08/god-is-always-there-to-remind-and-guide.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-1777492818121830891</id><published>2007-07-17T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:35:42.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd missed out 2 UTs. Can't afford to do so anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I missed out my first ever campus evangelism experience. Something I've been yearning for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd missed out alot of things, being from suprficial entity to spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give myself to Him, as a lamb with no defect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-1777492818121830891?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/1777492818121830891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=1777492818121830891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/1777492818121830891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/1777492818121830891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/07/id-missed-out-2-uts.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-7616952173197715351</id><published>2007-07-13T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:38:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's been pretty hectic recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd been skating (roller-blading) overnight for the past few days and reckon this will go on. I'll start at round 3+ am then return home at 6.20am sharp to shower, go shcool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna spend more time with God, ameliorating my relationship with him. What I believe in is not soley a religion. And there's nothing in this world more valuable than Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll be attending 3 bible studies weekly with different people, go for prayer meeting every Tuesday. Attend cell and Sunday service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certainly inspired by someone I met from SYFC. God is an awesome almighty God, he listens to prayers and he fulfilled a request I'd been praying for for years. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my class got one SUPER ULTRA RANDOM CRAPPER, his name is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEI ZHONG&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; SUPER RANDOM, but it's damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ziq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wants her name here. whahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-7616952173197715351?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/7616952173197715351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=7616952173197715351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7616952173197715351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/7616952173197715351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/07/lifes-been-pretty-hectic-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5045985421465331294</id><published>2007-07-07T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:00:18.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love and infatuation can happen simultaneously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worry not, abate will infatuation be as time goes and love will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like skating and watching Transformers again now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i feel like skating everyday and I feel like watching Tansformers again everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5045985421465331294?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5045985421465331294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5045985421465331294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5045985421465331294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5045985421465331294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-and-infatuation-can-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5183097053646200376</id><published>2007-07-02T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:21:06.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RsHWKqYjcvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SavRRgVDJEM/s1600-h/S%26Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098591731824423666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RsHWKqYjcvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SavRRgVDJEM/s320/S%26Y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I call this the&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sange &amp; Yasha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div align="center"&gt;An awe-inspiring masterpiece scultped by yours truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's blue-tak by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098591117644100306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RsHVm6YjctI/AAAAAAAAAAc/85Nj3KbeK98/s320/DSC00458.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I name this the Aquila Legend. A sword and shield.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the shield looking like a batman mask, it's a shield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, hasn't been blogging about my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, I ate cheese fondue at Swiss Culture yesterday. Kinda like a serendipitous birthday present for Paul.&lt;br /&gt;Should've taken a picture. You peeps who know my fetish for cheese, I'm just speechless over it. I won't say more. Really should've taken a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched transformers thereafter. It's one of the most inimitable contemporary movie I'd watched. Excellent!&lt;br /&gt;That's bout it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember:&lt;br /&gt;With God, nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I vouch for this veraciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5183097053646200376?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5183097053646200376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5183097053646200376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5183097053646200376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5183097053646200376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-call-this-sange-yasha.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBDQjKg7DoQ/RsHWKqYjcvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SavRRgVDJEM/s72-c/S%26Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12899854.post-1546159082582101572</id><published>2007-06-27T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:50:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Screw a friend who doesn't appreciate things and taking everything for granted. Showing no remorse for the whole kit and caboodle he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem like a cynic to many people, but seriously there's arduousness in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No intention of being an enigmatic mysterio. It's no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have cheese fondue with kailin-jie at Swiss Culture next week!!! Can't wait!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-1546159082582101572?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/1546159082582101572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=1546159082582101572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/1546159082582101572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/1546159082582101572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/06/fuck-friend-who-doesnt-appreciate-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-3063244912547568700</id><published>2007-06-18T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:10:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm certainly a blessed boy.&lt;br /&gt;I get many things I want.&lt;br /&gt;God loves me alot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's this thing I really really desire, which I know obtainable &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;when hell freezes over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than unhesitant to barter all that I have, excluding God, for that entity.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna own it entirely, let it be mine unremittingly.&lt;br /&gt;Something I've been predilecting for. Albeit I know it a thing erroneous to own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo emo emo emo ba!! but it's my thought. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God ar, please help me lei. please ar. I'm not inept at any but formal writings. lol good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-3063244912547568700?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/3063244912547568700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=3063244912547568700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3063244912547568700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/3063244912547568700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-very-blessed-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-5400811026390745603</id><published>2007-04-22T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:08:45.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Perhaps the knowledge of how much I miss "U" eludes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I missin' 'U' so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so forlornly desolated.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-5400811026390745603?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/5400811026390745603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=5400811026390745603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5400811026390745603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/5400811026390745603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2007/04/sighh-why-am-i-missin-u-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116673279761796214</id><published>2006-12-22T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T04:26:37.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Society doesn't understand, they're so shallow... No love at all =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with having a deep love for other guys? As long as you're not sexually attracted to the other person, it's perfectly fine to have a strong relationship with him. People these days just can't see great friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistaking them for gays.. what noobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116673279761796214?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116673279761796214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116673279761796214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116673279761796214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116673279761796214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/12/society-doesnt-understand-theyre-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116398787963175220</id><published>2006-11-20T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:00:38.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;OPRAH = WIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her puffy hair is win;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her race is win;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her body is win;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oprah is win.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she once said &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;Education&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;is freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the un-orgasmic truth I certainly hate to concur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into someone at the bus-stop again this morning. It was Miss Michelle Tan the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was someone name &lt;strong&gt;Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;. He is a really&lt;strong&gt; handsome&lt;/strong&gt; and attractive guy with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fine set of teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao, he actually accompanied me to school then headed to where he wanted to go. woo so sweet. Hahaha omg, I do hope Jamie reads this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my papers. This pwnzzorzz the fact that Oprah Winfrey=Win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116398787963175220?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116398787963175220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116398787963175220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116398787963175220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116398787963175220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/oprah-winher-puffy-hair-is-winher-race.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116394935341873780</id><published>2006-11-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:22:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have serveral friends whom I can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's this '&lt;strong&gt;once a good&lt;/strong&gt;' friend of mine who&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ostracized himself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; completely from us because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;zomgicanplaymyowngamesathomeyounubzzorxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Paul &amp; Evanjie @ fish&amp;amp;co before going cell. I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But still, I failed to psycho both of them to cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toy'sRUs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I realised something after that. Always use &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;safety precautions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or have qualms about it otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 4 were present at cell. We made merry from debating.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Miss U cafe. I found a fly/pond skater/mosquito in the wedges. They replaced a new one for us. The milkshake was nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and had an inadvertent sleep because I was suppose to go out after changing. lolnub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is staying over at my house. He is sooo corpulent he's almost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; times heavier than I am and I am not exaggerating. And annoying. Phail. He once appeared on the front page of newspaper and I can understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Histsugaya because he is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116394935341873780?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116394935341873780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116394935341873780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116394935341873780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116394935341873780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-serveral-friends-whom-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116377089589351477</id><published>2006-11-17T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:41:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met miss michelle tan at the bus stop today. Had a little chat, then byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I wish she can be my accounts teacher foreveer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116377089589351477?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116377089589351477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116377089589351477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116377089589351477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116377089589351477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-met-miss-michelle-tan-at-bus-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116368881804550269</id><published>2006-11-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:53:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo is actually a music genre. And Emo did not used to be whiny pathetic wrist-cutting music, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bands like Weezer and Jimmy Eat World are "emo", their music are EMOTIONAL - not WHINY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sing about happy things, sad things, wtf things, etc. Wide range of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a bunch of faggot kids got hold of the idea and made Emo synonymous with &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;QUEER WHINY BITCHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo is now an insult. If someone calls you emo, you really suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I wanna say I can't express in word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116368881804550269?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116368881804550269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116368881804550269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116368881804550269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116368881804550269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/emo-is-actually-music-genre.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116367935138570437</id><published>2006-11-16T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:15:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/9400103.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/9400103.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ii ar teh secks ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116367935138570437?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116367935138570437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116367935138570437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116367935138570437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116367935138570437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/ii-ar-teh-secks.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116342934335238672</id><published>2006-11-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:52:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOFOTIC EMPTY VESSEL, QUIT PISSING PEOPLE OFF!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND STOP POKING YOUR BOTHERSOME NOSE INTO OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU'RE DEFINITELY GETTING ON MY NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;ARGHHHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116342934335238672?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116342934335238672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116342934335238672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116342934335238672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116342934335238672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/mofotic-empty-vessel-quit-pissing.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116334786881865280</id><published>2006-11-13T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:11:08.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 81ST BIRTHDAY KAIYIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An entry dedicated just for you, my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still remember the first gift you ever gave me? wahaha look, I just captured it with my lousy camera phone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm gonna keep it like forever and ever. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, one year older, may God bless you abundantly and hope all your wishes come true. Take care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116334786881865280?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116334786881865280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116334786881865280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116334786881865280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116334786881865280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-81st-birthday-kaiyinan-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116326760621117184</id><published>2006-11-12T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:36:31.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The core papers are over now, a huge &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell outing today, steamboat! and then played pool at the Golden Mile area. Had a marvellous time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cell's gonna undergo a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;restructuring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sighh. But no matter how our church's cell restructures, it doesn't seem to achieve what cell is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TO PROLIFERATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what ours do is mere reciprocation between the same ol' faces. w/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who watches &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Spongebob Squarepants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will definitely know this renowned episode. It's my favourite too! I just love it, ha, Spongebob's classic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GApQtKXST4o" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sing it faster than he does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116326760621117184?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116326760621117184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116326760621117184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116326760621117184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116326760621117184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/core-papers-are-over-now-huge-burden.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116307009359859096</id><published>2006-11-09T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:09:03.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was this 50+ year old lady who tried to&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;smuggle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the English question papers, but she got busted. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my papers too colloquially and didn't have enough time. melancholy of yihong,&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God knows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone knows&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loituma's Leva Polka&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/12899854-116307009359859096?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116307009359859096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116307009359859096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116307009359859096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116307009359859096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-was-this-50-year-old-lady-who.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116289737671908357</id><published>2006-11-07T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:20:49.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teriyaki Boy</title><content type='html'>Teriyaki Boy's Tokyo Drift &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EiLQP2gp5X0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;click this to go deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; is the world's most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;deleterious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fortissimo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;homo sapien can attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It causes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;threshold of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the ears and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;palpitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who composed this piece of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;junk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should kill himself for bringing so much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AGON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece of noise is a mere bunch of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; girl monstrosites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; screeching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chords of dissonant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the popularity of it among the minas blasting this song away from their shoddy mp3 phones under void decks. The distortion is horrendous and it's so damm deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not usual for me to be so critical, but seriously, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;such pandemonium should come to a stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not matter how perspectives of people differ for songs, I don't see how anyone can like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some of my secondary school friends yesterday, it was fun. Some of them are still as _ _ _ b as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog song to Every Heart by BOA from Inuyasha.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116289737671908357?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116289737671908357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116289737671908357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116289737671908357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116289737671908357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/teriyaki-boy.html' title='Teriyaki Boy'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116257250466983193</id><published>2006-11-04T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:53:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/animecomic.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/animecomic.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/animecomic.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A magazine teaching Japanese english. Interesting stuff. &lt;a href="http://img529.imageshack.us/my.php?image=animecomiclj5.jpg"&gt;Click this&lt;/a&gt; for a clearer picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt their awareness of the indecency for this word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116257250466983193?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116257250466983193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116257250466983193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116257250466983193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116257250466983193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/magazine-teaching-japanese-english.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116243485522173515</id><published>2006-11-02T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T10:42:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walaoo!!!!!!!!!!! I didn't have sufficient time to complete my History paper!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I'd ever written so much!!! Just give me adequate time and I'm sooooooo confident that I can pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said yesterday, I'm only picking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2 random chapters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out of 14, and they really came out!!! Oh My God, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;probability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14.285714285&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Such serendipity is God-send!!!!! Seriously, I'm not using His name in vain. Thank God!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sighh, I'm still deplored over that fact that I didn't manage my time well. There was just too much I wanted to write. Expended too much time on my Source Base Questions. I left a total of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20 marks completely untouched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! And one of my eassy was only halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If (yea, IF) given enough time, I think I can get an additional of like 15 more marks? DAMMMMMMMMMMMM!! that's a variance of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3 grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, whatever, quit whimpy whining. It's over anyway. Just study hard for other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using this exotic facial product and it gives my face a weird glow and shine. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;misanthropic over shoulder-length&lt;/span&gt; haired guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Especially those&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;skinny-as-a-twig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;STARE HARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into the mirror. Don't you know how hedious you look? Going out like this can be your&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; halloween costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, I know it's handy to have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;halloween costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come on, spare a thought for others. You know? Even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jigsaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Saw surpasses you people in terms of look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;androgynous/pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a guy look, I just feel that it's inappropriate for them to have such long hair. I'm not narrow-minded. They just look&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plain fugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Teal&lt;/span&gt; is a very beautiful colour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116243485522173515?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116243485522173515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116243485522173515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116243485522173515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116243485522173515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/walaoo-i-didnt-have-sufficient-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116239213785688170</id><published>2006-11-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:42:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mum's going shanghai this Friday, right before my exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna make me my breakfast before my exam,who's gonna wake me up. Who's gonna lavish me with the support I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat for my written Bio paper this morning. It wasn't difficult, neither easy. Squeezing 2 years work in one night. Worth it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while, I always thought it's Science MCQs today. Until I reviewed my EP and got a shock from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This explains why I had to squeeze everything in one night. Nevertheless, I have to thank Jamie for the massive help provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure history tomorrow. Picking 2 random chapters from the book and see where luck begets me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116239213785688170?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116239213785688170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116239213785688170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116239213785688170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116239213785688170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/11/mums-going-shanghai-this-friday-right.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116192888822414241</id><published>2006-10-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:03:57.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And England, now avenged their wrongs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by vengeance deep and dire,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cut this canker with sword, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and burn it out with fire;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Destroy those traitor regions, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hang every pariah hound, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And hunt them down to death, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in all hills and cities round.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is a poem by the inspirational Martin Tupper, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;English poet of the Rebellion&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; during the Sepoy Mutiny from 1857-1859 . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116192888822414241?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116192888822414241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116192888822414241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116192888822414241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116192888822414241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-england-now-avenged-their-wrongs.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116153958958927104</id><published>2006-10-23T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T01:53:09.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was flipping through this book &lt;strong&gt;'Choosing Your Secondary School 2007'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this school &lt;strong&gt;'Bedok Green Secondary School'&lt;/strong&gt;. Beside the heading, there was this comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Only attempt to enter this school as your last resort. This school provides no physical nor asthetics development.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best dream I've ever had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I wouldn't get into trouble for slandering because this isn't even slander. It's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;disreputable truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Freezing Field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pwn! Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116153958958927104?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116153958958927104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116153958958927104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116153958958927104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116153958958927104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-flipping-through-this-book.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116134089251980340</id><published>2006-10-20T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:42:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least 100 years ago...</title><content type='html'>Can '&lt;strong&gt;Atleast 100 years ago&lt;/strong&gt;' be used in history tests when your not too sure about the exact date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Atleast 100 yrs ago&lt;/strong&gt;, asdfasdgasgd discovered North America"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Atleast 100 yrs ago&lt;/strong&gt;, the asdfasdfsadfs went to war with the aasdfasdfs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116134089251980340?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116134089251980340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116134089251980340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116134089251980340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116134089251980340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-least-100-years-ago.html' title='At least 100 years ago...'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116115925136972883</id><published>2006-10-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T16:37:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not here to bash anyone on what type of genre they like in the movie/film industry. I'm here to ask a question, that I do not know myself. And yet when I ask my friends, the answers are always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I never get to know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people enjoy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;gory movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Examples that would follow under this catagory would be Saw III,II,I, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Gore Flicks, See No Evil etc. I enjoy watching Comedy, Mystery and Fantasy. Comedy because it makes me laugh and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I never found the true answer to gory movies. I asked my friend why he liked Saw II, and he said because its cool. Nice answer? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you like movies where people, human beings, are being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;killed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; amputated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;torturted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the fuck out of them. I absolutely cannot see the entertainment nor excitement of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoo, the guys arm got torn off!" "Damn, that's gotta hurt, his skin was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;drilled from the chains stuck in him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fun and exciting movies much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it. How do people enjoy seeing innocent people getting killed and brutally destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm no pansy. My friend showed me a trailer clip of some guy in Saw III getting chained up against the wall. I didnt get scared. But seeing his skin ripped-off mixed in with blood made me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;nauseated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The only movies I wouldn't mind watching are movies like the&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Final Destinations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because it's bombshell-gore. You'll never know what's gonna happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that those movies don't exist (except for the story of Texas Chainsaw Massacre). But they still slightly scare me. As in, what if it were to happen to me. My only chain kick couldn't stand a chance against a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;chainsaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother once showed me real footage of a family father getting eaten by a pride of lions. I was basically traumatized, becuase I thought he was going to show me lions, not a guy getting eaten by lions. I don't appreciate such clips and footage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, once again, why do people like gory movies? Want to watch that type of stuff? Go search up "&lt;strong&gt;Faces of Death&lt;/strong&gt;". Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mockcumentary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' showing the faces of dying people. I can never finish reviling my antagonism against that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; imbecile director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This movie was&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;banned in 46 countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also fine with watching bloody movies like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Saving Private Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, because there was a meaning to that blood. It was honor, and it was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing this wordy-ass entry doesn't have a picture. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116115925136972883?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116115925136972883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116115925136972883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116115925136972883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116115925136972883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-not-here-to-bash-anyone-on-what.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116110534902418192</id><published>2006-10-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:20:30.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home after supper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WITH MY PARENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Wow, how long has it been huh? Since I last eat out with my parents. If I'm not wrong, it was on my Mum's birthday, which was 10th of June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dad just got his new car (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; so he drove us around then had supper. It's not inveterated for me to go out with them like everyday (yea, i know i suck), but meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's certainly gladdening to see them so delighted with my company. Well, I bet they feel the same vice-versa. I'm so dog-tired I can't organize my thoughts. Just bear with this&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disordered post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, my dad kept accentuating to me that knowing how to drive is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;an essential for a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He said he will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sponsor all my driving lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with effects from next year! Hopefully this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;includes a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's travelling to Shanghai with her company on the 4th next month. Hopefully she gets us some exotic goodies there. But most importantly, praying for her safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116110534902418192?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116110534902418192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116110534902418192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116110534902418192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116110534902418192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-got-home-after-supper-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116099481434355988</id><published>2006-10-16T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:15:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stealth assassin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;smokescreen-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Singapore again. To be veracious, I was hoping that the haze will intensify and thus, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;procrastinating my exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =x Well, I take that back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies, literally. Another week had passed and days to my exams is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;extremely proximal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. As a matter of fact, this coming Thursday is my Science practical already. Let's see what I can make out from Bio this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I sculpted a man from a potato and baptized it with iodine solution, it became black. Haha so I named it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;banglah potato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's cell was about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;discrimination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Albeit there was only 4 of us, we enjoyed throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went &lt;strong&gt;Vivo City&lt;/strong&gt; after cell ended! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Freaking macaroni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !#$%^&amp;*()#$%^&amp;amp;*()_ I've been dreading to shop there since it's opening. Nonetheless, I forwent my chance and went to Paul's house instead, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hey, I still have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my assiduous side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wahahaha.... -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am utmost grateful to people who aided me with my studies, Sunmei, HuiHui-jie, Paul etc etc. I've been going in rounds for a year and guess it's time for me to advance. Hmmm, quite ambiguous. Let me give a paradigm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is like being stuck at level 69 because you keep dying. When Level 70 is the level to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd Job Advancement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Where it's almost a whole new start. You see what I mean? Well, in short, so near yet so far. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Paul's mum brought in a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;humongous frog-faced lollipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with a bell attached to the stick. We were like omg wth? Then asked her what was that for. She laughed and said 'for you guys to eat.' Haha WTH, that scene was damm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;comical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, something really&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;traumatizing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happened to me on the bus yesterday. FREAKKKKK. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116099481434355988?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116099481434355988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116099481434355988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116099481434355988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116099481434355988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/seems-like-stealth-assassin-has.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116066828990885816</id><published>2006-10-12T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:58:00.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm Of Arrows</title><content type='html'>One of Ranger's 4th job exclusive skill, which, in the macaroni hell, means Crossbow Masters are not gonna get this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;orgasmic skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Storm Of Arrows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description: Fires arrow with storms fury. Arrows fire continuously when the button is pressed hold.&lt;br /&gt;Mastery Level: 30&lt;br /&gt;Mp Cost: 9 (per arrow)&lt;br /&gt;90% Damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="340" width="400" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="10583"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="8996"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://flvs.daum.net/flvPlayer.swf?vid=bUSjqvB9JwY$"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://flvs.daum.net/flvPlayer.swf?vid=bUSjqvB9JwY$"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flvs.daum.net/flvPlayer.swf?vid=bUSjqvB9JwY$" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this skill will be finalised. At least to compensate for the nerf Wizet made on our strafe. This crazy-ass machine gun skill is like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3x faster than those sins' L7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm postulating the occurence of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;unmitigated fiascal predicament of the stampede of bandwagoners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Which in-turn, is gonna lead to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;price INFLATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Oh well, I guess when they're at level 15, they will realise that there's still 105 levels more to endure for this gosu skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting Sunmei to study tomorrow. No matter how orgasmic the skill is, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;studies still comes first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116066828990885816?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116066828990885816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116066828990885816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116066828990885816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116066828990885816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/storm-of-arrows.html' title='Storm Of Arrows'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116057635747143546</id><published>2006-10-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:25:54.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AsiaSoft aka AssAreSoft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; suck ultra big time! My Saveron forum account got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;suspended permanently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for merely speaking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the unscrupulous and unethical truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about them. It's pretty obvious to us now that all they care about is MOOLAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/sus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fine, so I piqued them in 2 threads which was how many eons ago? and now then they ban me, wth....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was the first thread:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/sus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People were already&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;grousing about the impeding in updates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really got me to my stymies was how the mods actually ignored the people who needed help at the Technical Sub-Forum, and this was my reply:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/sus3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was really pissed on that day, and went on a massive flaming on the forum. Nevertheless, I'll only show 2 threads since the mods regards these as&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt; SLANDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. W/E.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2nd thread:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/sus4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just in case it's illegible, it's basically about this guy called dig_dug whining about why don't we have Ludi and stuff, just look at the date. -_-''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Moii reply:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/sus5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There goes my beloved Saveron account and my venerated Frevor siggy. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img367.imageshack.us/img367/4625/frevor4tz.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How long has it been? huh? NOOB MODS! now then ban me. boooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, I hope the song is working well by now. ^.^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116057635747143546?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116057635747143546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116057635747143546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116057635747143546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116057635747143546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/asiasoft-aka-assaresoft-suck-ultra-big.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116032796629878905</id><published>2006-10-09T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:17:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God today's weather improved. Yesterday's haze, or should I say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;smokescreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, was horrendous. Yes, burn more trees, Indo, let your citizens suffocate to death and burn in hell if their hearts aren't open for our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omnipotent King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined cell at zeming's house yesterday and guess what I found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aghanim Scepter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Oh my God, this tea stirrer bears such a striking resemblance to the real one. Let me be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Crystal Maiden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a day and wield this. Behold my devastating &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;freezing field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's parents drove me to chek's house yesterday morning and his mum wished me all the best for my exams! Well, in a way, she actaully cares if we did eat or not and our studies. Not to mention those delicious breakfast and coffee she made for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, do not disparage the power of &lt;strong&gt;Tai-ji&lt;/strong&gt;! I used to, always thought it's just some boring exercise old people do to unwind. Until yesterday, when Kailin-jie (only21-22 years old) taught us a really basic stance of Tai-ji where you sort of root yourself to the ground. She studys dance as Lasalle. It's just amazing. She's so petite, yet no one can push her down or even make her move a single step. Even Jiahui, who's the gargantuan in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When kailin-jie dances, You can just see, her aptitude in dancing is innate. The debonair in every moves, simply charming. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116032796629878905?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116032796629878905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116032796629878905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116032796629878905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116032796629878905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-god-todays-weather-improved.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-116006244047723890</id><published>2006-10-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:31:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save The Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was never an aficionado of korean dramas. Till I came across this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Save The Last Dance For Me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/stldfm.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6186/1113/320/stldfm.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've got no time for a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supercallifragilasticexpialidocious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; length entry, moreover I don't wanna spoil it. Whatever it is, this is a must watch!! Even for you people who averse those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;passe dissonant korean dramas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like me. Trust me, this one is just different.&lt;br /&gt;Albeit it includes some typical korean drama scenes of someone crying for a whole 5 mins. It's still different. The OSTs are nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just soooooo wanna introduce the &lt;strong&gt;casts&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ji Sung&lt;/strong&gt; as Hyun Woo / Jan Ho : &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/6186/1113/320/stldfm1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Protagonist of the show. So hot, boyish and flawless. Bet you girls out there will not get enough of him. Especially his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;captivative charismatic smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and look at his shirt! it's subi!! *throws him* ok next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kim Eugene&lt;/strong&gt; as Soo Jin: ( I have a nicer picture of Kim, but for some macaroni reason, I can't seem to upload it. Too hot? : P ) &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/6186/1113/320/eugene.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She plays a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perspicacious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl. Throughout the show, she screwed many people's life upside down haha. She's just so cute and loveable. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Humongousdanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; amount of people are so keen to see her and Ji Sung together IRL. Very well agreeble IMO. They are truely compatible. Oh yea, and I noticed that alot of korean actresses names have kim then followed by something. O.o Ok next one's gonna be HOTHOTHOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Bo Yong&lt;/strong&gt; (LOL, bo yong=&lt;strong&gt;useless&lt;/strong&gt;) as Yoon Soo-jin: &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/6186/1113/320/stldfm2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT! hot hot and hot!&lt;/span&gt; Her &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;elegance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the near beginning of the show just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;made me melt&lt;/span&gt; and became one with my sofa. She's a real beauty and has an absolute refined figure. =D She wore a large variety of clothes throughout the show and they really suits her. Just say, she looks nice in any clothes. I love the episode when she wore the fur boots. Sexy! However she's gonna be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;antagonist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; through the end of the show. =x OGM SPOILER. k next up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryu Soo Young&lt;/strong&gt; as Jung Tae-min: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/ryu.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6186/1113/320/ryu.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok la, he's actually not that bad-looking. At first, I was like BLEAH!! Just that his hair was kindda over-puffy in this show. He must smile!! Serious! He has that kind of very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;distinctive &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TING*&lt;/span&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But when he doesn't, he looks like those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;monsters from hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who's gonna drag you down there. Cause of his brows. Yea, so smile more boy. He has an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extremely intricate mindset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;Everything started out with Soo Jin (Eugene) as a pure but unsophisticated woman who runs a small resort inn with her father. Soo Jin is just an ordinary girl, but her life changes when she meets a man (Ji Sung) who's completely lost his memory. She takes him in and cares for him, and even gives him a name: "Jan Ho'' (it means memory). Love blossoms, and soon wedding bells can be heard. But on the night of their wedding ceremony, Soo Jin's father &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;kicked-the-bucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Soon after, Jan Ho disappears too! In the blink of an eye, the two people Soo Jin loves most in the world have left her. But Jan Ho has his reasons for disappearing: his real name is Hyun Woo, and he's heir to a large conglomerate. Even more, someone is plotting to kill him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;Jamie&lt;/strong&gt; just now and got some books from her. Treated her to show how &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;appreciated and gratful&lt;/span&gt; I was. Chatted alot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-116006244047723890?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/116006244047723890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=116006244047723890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116006244047723890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/116006244047723890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/10/save-last-dance_05.html' title='Save The Last Dance'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115892096251438215</id><published>2006-09-22T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:08:10.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cryogenic Freezing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cryogenic Freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever freeze yourself in order to see the wonders of the future or to get a cure for your current un-curable disease? Many people would for sure like to see what our technology will turn out in the future before nanobots would of destroyed earth in the year 2021. Currently in America, around 140 people have frozen themselves to see the future, but mainly in hope to find a cure for their cancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, when you are Cryogenically Frozen, that is the day you DIE. Your blood is streamed out of your body and Liquid Nitrogren and preservant fluids are pumped into your body and then your body is frozen at -220 C in a capsule, until you will be brought back from the dead (resurrected), in the set time period you desire, and of course you will not age, you will be the same age when you're thawed out, as you were frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price of being Cryogenically Frozen in America is currently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole Body = $160,000&lt;br /&gt;Only Head = $80,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still in progress in Australia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole Body = $70,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering why you'd only preserve your head, that is, science might have discovered an artificial body for human heads to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, would you ever freeze yourself to see the year 2100+ or even the year 3000, or find the cure for that cancer which you want to overcome, in order to enjoy a happier longer life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/futurecityiy1.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/futurecityiy1.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115892096251438215?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115892096251438215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115892096251438215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115892096251438215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115892096251438215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/09/cryogenic-freezing.html' title='Cryogenic Freezing.'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115448352042715252</id><published>2006-08-02T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:30:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss everyone and everything!!! Hope that my absence from Maple will not relagate me from my beloved&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Silas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! =D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115448352042715252?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115448352042715252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115448352042715252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115448352042715252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115448352042715252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/08/boo.html' title='boo =('/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115431948325901632</id><published>2006-07-31T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:21:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirin's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let me introduce her dog, Winter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/30072006007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/30072006007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Winter is a neutered male dog. According to Shirin, he won't feel the urge anymore and he didn't have it for very long. However, he tried to *cough*hump*cough* me multiples times. Nonetheless, Winter is a genuinely adorable and obedient Maltese. I'm looking forward to meeting him again.^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/30072006009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shirin and her hubby have amazing collection of numerous collectibles. Monopoly, magnets etc etc. Most of them are being displayed amidst their marvellous dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/30072006008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/30072006008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think the living room is totally goegeous. Plus, look at that paquet R&amp;R corner! Just needs a teatable and it's complete for an affectionate ambience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/30072006004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Look at this magnificent monopoly collection! These aren't even her entire collection, just some of her favourites! And I just realised, there's actually a TV in her study. I spent most of my time in this room and I didn't notice there was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was a pleasant night. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the lack of details and stuff. I'm feeling really drowsy at the moment. I'm convening every elfin stamina left in me to blog these pictures before heading back to Woodlands. No com there. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you guys enjoyed. Cya =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/12899854-115431948325901632?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115431948325901632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115431948325901632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115431948325901632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115431948325901632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/shirins-house.html' title='Shirin&apos;s house'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115430140902023062</id><published>2006-07-31T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:25:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello! I've been waiting for Shirin's house pictures from Ken, but well, I give up. I'll blog without them for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with my God-parents on the radiant Saturday afternoon, It's been ages since I'd last went out with them, so yea, they were undoubtedly delighted. Albeit my aversion for shopping, it was really enjoyable with them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that shopping will end my beautiful Saturday.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WRONG WRONG WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Halfway through the walk to carpark, Kim called and asked if I wanna chill out at Siglap's Coffee Club with the rest. Yea sure! why not! Knowing that I'm shopping, he thought I won't be there anytime soon. Therefore, he told me that I could turn up anytime and they'll be there. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;boooshiit&lt;/span&gt;! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;God knows, my daddy sent me there right after I hung up. The moment I arrived, I shot towards the entrance but caught no sign of them. I called and haha, they're still at Qing-jie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was left with 2 choices,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st: wait for them at Coffee Club ALONE for more than 1 hour or&lt;br /&gt;2nd: take a 30mins bus ride to qing-jie's house, thereafter go back to Coffee Club with them again! -_-''&lt;br /&gt;knowing myself that I have absolutely 0 tolerance with boredom, I chose number 2. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wild goose chase&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at her house, that's when more programs came up! Kenneth called! I was quite appalled when I heard his voice on the phone. Like whoa! why he call me so late in the night. "HEY IAN! wanna go shirin's house!?!?'' lmao, I agreed without any hesitation. I've been wanting to visit her. So I was thinking of cabbing to her house after dining at Coffee Club. However, expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shortly after, I received a message from YT asking me lan like our usual bygone weekends, but today's special! lotsa people are going!! gu-ge, keith, evan! wooohoo, but I turned him down. lol, cause I wanna go Shrin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I felt so&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;incriminated&lt;/span&gt; that I kindda lied [well, it wasn't exactly a lie] to Paul that night making him so confused. I'm sorry =( Sighh, hearing his melancholy tone hurts when he heard I wasn't going anywhere. Sorry, cause it'd take sometime telling you everything. I hope you enjoyed your night. ^.^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's move on with my Hectic Saturday's journey! Yea, so we went down to the coffee club. I had baked chicken macaroni and it's un-comprehensively DELICIOUS!! the cheese was soooo well-baked. Also had iced-mocha vanilla. It was a really satisfying dinner. In addition with my anticipation to visit Shirin. (good food+good company+good aniticipation=&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WICKED SICK&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt; Nevertheless, like I said, expect the unexpected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was still chatting with my friends at the Coffee Club. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Out of the freaking blue&lt;/span&gt;, my parents called and said they forgot to bring the keys and they're trapped outside!! OH MY GOD!!?!? This means I had to leave immediately and cab back to Woodlands all the way from Siglap! Yea so thank God I got a cab fast and rushed back. I didn't want them to wait for too long. This increased in cab fare recently is totally ridiculous. The meter is jumping horrendously fast! like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10 cents/25seconds&lt;/span&gt;? Cost me 24bucks to get to my destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching Woodlands, I went inside, washed up a little as I was quite worn-out by this &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;rushing-here-and-there day&lt;/span&gt;, then I CABBED once again! to Shirin's house. This time it cost me $13.50, haha. However, it's worth the cost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was near 11.30pm when I reached her house. I'll have an entry dedicated just for her house. Provided I get my pictures from Ken that is. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, it's a tiring day today (today as in Sunday), I went home halfway through the sermon cause I was feeling really really unwell. However, I'm feeling really ecstatic right now, feelings of rapture dancing inside me. Even though I have totally no idea why I'm feeling like this, haha. Well, it's a good thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya =)&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/12899854-115430140902023062?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115430140902023062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115430140902023062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115430140902023062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115430140902023062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/hectic-saturday.html' title='Hectic Saturday!'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115388131991859654</id><published>2006-07-26T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:59:48.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yea yea, yaoi, so what? People, it's time to be more liberal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, watching Loveless was a spur of the moment action, but after about five minutes, I was glued to the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/loveless-ritsukasm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="95" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/loveless-ritsukasm.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right off the bat, it is important to mention that in this world, everyone has a pair of cat ears and a tail until they have sex for the first time. So, this anime centres around a twelve year old pretty boy named Ritsuka who is dealing with the death of his brother and a psychotic mother (who even stabs him with a fork at one point). Shortly after the murder of his brother, Seimei, a strange man by the name of Soubi appears in his life, claiming immediatly to love him. Ritsuka is, at first, a little dubious as to Soubi's intentions, but he claims to have known Ritsuka's brother. Soubi then informes him that he is a "fighter" and that Ritsuka is his "sacrifice". You later discover that Soubi was Seimei's "fighter" previously. The anime follows Ritsuka's quest to discover information of his brother's murderers, his deepening relationship with Soubi and the battles they fight. One of the perks of this anime is that when Soubi and Ritsuka battle other fighters and sacrifices, Ritsuka often has to kiss Soubi to give him extra power. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'fighter' and 'sacrifice' fight goes in a really interesting way. It's like battle of words with wonderful effects. Watch and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art for this anime is absoulutly beautiful. Yun Kouga's (who also brought us Earthian) style is consistant and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/loveless-soubism.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="96" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/loveless-soubism.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;stunning. Soubi is definitely drool worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritsuka's character is spunky and cute, although sometimes he can get a little too angsty. Not that that's a bad thing though. Soubi, on the other hand, is soft spoken and suave. He also sports the name "Beloved" carved into his chest (which gets explained later on). In the anime, he is often accused of having a lolita-complex and a hentai, to which he always replies "Ore wa hentai janai"- I am not a hentai. For some reason, that greatly amused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, however, have a few minor beefs with the anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You discover that Ristuka is in the sixth grade and that Soubi is nineteen. But you quickly forget this in the face of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/loveless-souri1sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/loveless-souri1sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; the cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the series is also a bit lacking. That's not to say that it is bad, but it left me with more then one unanswered question. Even after watching it a second time, I was at times confused towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other problem I have with this anime is the character Yuiko. She is a pink haired cat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;girl monstrosity in Ritsuka's class that falls 'in love' with him from the moment she sees him. Her voice is shrill and annoying and her constant crying and attempts to get Ritsuka irritated me to the extreme. You just want to drag her to one side and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/1600/loveless-souri2sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/loveless-souri2sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;explain that she should leave the boys alone with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small issues aside, Loveless is a great anime. The plot is intricate (sometimes a little too intricate for dumb me) and the art is great. The characters are both loveable and relatable, not to mention the loads of eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, not to leave out the wonderful theme song. It's Tsuki no Curse by Okina Reika, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxI8XEaqCm0&amp;amp;search=tsuki%20no%20curse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tsuki no Curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115388131991859654?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115388131991859654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115388131991859654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115388131991859654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115388131991859654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/loveless.html' title='Loveless'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115373918681034233</id><published>2006-07-24T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:58:49.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wanna boil liquids with your bare hands? Definitely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00033.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I found these 2 bottles at Paul's house yesterday, I have no idea what liquid the bottles contain. But I do know they have extremely low boiling point. =) just squeeze the bottom of the flask with your palm at a moderate force and you'll see the liquid boiling and bubbling their way to the top. Haha, so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmm, just reached home from a certain place and I walked passed this place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sighhhhhhhhhh, this is the place where I used to walk my dog. T.T but... but, now she's gone. We'll walk in rounds and she'll run up and down the stairs, jump here and there and I'll follow her frantically like I'm the dog. She's soooooo hyper-active LIKE me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My baby: T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/MaDog.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hakuna Matata! =O Tell me why I feel so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115373918681034233?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115373918681034233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115373918681034233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115373918681034233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115373918681034233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-events.html' title='random events'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115340307043564565</id><published>2006-07-20T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:20:04.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MapleStory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes I think Dante got his circles of hell wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He postulated that the further you go, the more horrendous the punishment, from limbo down to storms to a city of devils to boiling oil and finally in the 9th circle, the fate of being frozen alive forever, guarded by Lucifer himself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Recently however I have discovered a further circle, even deeper with an even more diabolical punishment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinners are chained forever to their chairs, eyes glazed over at their computer screen repeatedly tapping the enter key as they attempt to level up their dwarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, trusty bottle by their side (because going to the toilet wastes precious levelling time) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, I am talking about the world of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MMPORGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Recently my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;productivity has delved to an even lower level than usual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(no mean feat) with my discoverey of the wonderful world of online gaming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No more am I a lonely nerd sittying at my desk (I never was)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can play with other lonely nerds online and thus climb the nerd hierarchy! I have caught the bug quite bad, though I have not yet become bad enough to require the wee bottle and to prevent this I've left strict instructions with my housemates to kill me if they catch me sneaking around with a bottle full of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;suspicious liquid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is this game that has crippled my meagre social life though? It is none other than MapleStory, a game which has many features which put it above its competitors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It is free (apart from having to give them your soul and temping cash items)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2) It is a 2D platformer. No struggling with a horrible interface and jaggedy, slow graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; No skill is involved as compared to other games like dota. Yes, its just button mashing. Though this seems to be too hard a concept for most of the players. However, it still requires this teeny weeny bit of micro-managing skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/maple.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MapleStory involves painful death for the most part especially snails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The only downside is that it is not a story about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Maple Leaves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;which I was lead to believe 2 years ago, causing much distress. But I soon got over my disapointment and got going. You play a little anime character , starting out in a t-shirt with only a thrusty stick for company, and you go around hitting snails for experience and money. This is basically the entire game, only every few levels you replace 'snails' with the next toughest monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Snails also kill you a lot when you are low levelled. This can be quite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damaging for the ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, but once you pop your head outdoors and stamp on a few snails in the garden, the bitterness soon fades (but you can't rob real life snails, there's no cash in those shells ANYWHERE, trust me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So you're wandering about killing snails for a few hours. Is there any more to it? Of course! Once you reach lvl 8 or 10 (depending on what class you want to be) you can choose a job. Below are the types you can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/ms2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The main melee class. Meaning you'll be smacking things with a sword for a long time. Warriors are built like tanks with high hitpoints. Which means you'll get overconfident and die a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You get a sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- More HP than the other classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Uuuuh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Potion reliant. But you will be poor and can't afford them. So you will die a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- No ranged attack. While everyone else is sniping stuff from a distance, you'll walk up to the enemy, whack them for 10 damage, then get hit and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You will have horrible accuracy. You won't be able to hit anything. Not even if it is immobile, seven feet tall and asleep. You'll miss, trust me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magician&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="93" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/ms3.jpg" width="69" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If I have to explain what a Magician is, I will cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-You get more magic points and can cast a lot of spells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Clerics can self-heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You always do decent damage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You get to wear the glorious Pink Cone Hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You have slightly more hp than a small ant. If something touches you w/o magic guard aka mana shield, say goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Everything is horrendously overpriced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Your outfit makes you look like a retard and everyone will call you names. But if you're playing a game like this you will be used to such things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/pipo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Oh a thief, that looks pretty" is what most people say. There are two types, claw, which throw stars, and dagger, which stab people. A dagger thief is really the poor relation of a warrior. Thieves are mostly called names such as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xXxNaruto56xXx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Zomg, you get to throw stars like Narutards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-They are agile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Stars cost a ridiculous amount of money. As in the millions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You drink potions like you are addicted. Say goodbye to any money you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You will die cold and alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- You'll have to dress like pipo. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Note, the points are getting lesser and lesser. I'm having a headache.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Archer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/frevor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You get to dress like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- No comments, I'm a Ranger myself. (Actually a chunk of words here got deleted by accident)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Begger &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(New Class!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/ms6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A new class. The begger never kills &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anything, just wanders round doing the crying face and screaming "MESO PLIX" at anyone that moves. Eventually the begger can level up into a marketer and make an honest living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;- It is very cheap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;- Get a job you hobo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quests&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A character &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;will want you to collect certain items or kill certain monsters. At the end you will get a reward. Usually this will involve killing hundreds of monsters that you can barely touch, with the reward for all of your time and effort being an item such as a small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;useless twig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Wait, thats wrong. Its all of the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jump Quests&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jump quests are forged in the very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fires of hell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;itself. You start at the bottom and try to jump on platforms to the top of the screen. When you get near the top you fall off and have to start again, creating a never ending cycle of torment and despair. The prizes, again, are things like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for your effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha, this entry is for the sole purpose of entertaining, no discrimination against any jobs or nerds. Just have a laugh out of it (if it's funny). Oh yea, pictures credit goes to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maplesea.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;www.maplesea.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;, and my very own gallery. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My headache is getting worse, damm. And Tomorrow's a friday! yay! Cya. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115340307043564565?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115340307043564565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115340307043564565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115340307043564565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115340307043564565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/maplestory.html' title='MapleStory!'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115333850743645519</id><published>2006-07-20T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:00:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innovative Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It seems like there's very little for us to create practical and useful gadgets nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the past, there were great inventors. Galileo Galilei created the telescope (am I right?), Thomas Edison created the lightbulb, etc. However, now as more and more stuff are uncovered, it seems like we can't do much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I mean, the 'Net, scanners, nukes, digital watches have already been created. Instead, nowadays we see people fusing ideas together. Phone + Camera = Camera Phone. Computers and music players just shrink in size. So how possible can one get the idea of creating? After all, we've explored so many things already in the 20th century, so if no one is able to utilise them, then there's very little left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Perhaps the media can give us ideas. But the air-conditioner has already been invented. And what's the point of building giant Gundams or Megazords or BattleMechs except for war? Or laser guns and lightsabers? What we don't want is war. No thanks to nukes. Then we have kickass space stations, which are implemented and one is being built. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Those sci-fi world we see in movies, I'm confident most will not come true anytime soon for our genertaion. Bend the laws of physics? Unlikely, but supposedly, many of natural phenomenon does it. It's possible that it can be mimicked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In addition, not to mention that there will be countless stepping stones along the way. Anything "new" we have isn't actually new like mentioned above. Car with built-in DVD player? Gawd, might was well as mix a computer with coffee machine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;However, if you consider pantents as innovations, take a look at this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:USpatents18002004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:USpatents18002004.JPG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The patent office today is more busy than it ever was before. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sighhh, we Singaporeans are so dependent on technology and yet we aren't contributing any innovative ideas T.T Hahaha, WHO CARES!?!?!?! I'm a happy boy living my own happy life. lol =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just felt like sharing my little random thoughts in this entry. Well, It's almost 4am now, bedtime! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cya. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115333850743645519?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115333850743645519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115333850743645519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115333850743645519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115333850743645519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/innovative-generation.html' title='Innovative Generation'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115301783637698621</id><published>2006-07-16T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:52:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I can't sleep! Oh crap, thanks to the coffee Paul's mom made fer me. I just got home from his house WIDE AWAKE throughout the entire bus journey. Albeit the fact that I didn't sleep for the whole night (well, almost, I did rest a little)! His dad wanted to drive us to church, but I wanna go home first. So I took bus 14 home and here I am double posting on a lovely Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shandelzare Silkwood&lt;br /&gt;Rylai Crestfall&lt;br /&gt;Lina Inverse&lt;br /&gt;Luna Moonfang&lt;br /&gt;Mercruial&lt;br /&gt;Banana&lt;br /&gt;Purist Thunderwrath&lt;br /&gt;Mortred&lt;br /&gt;Kardel Sharpeye&lt;br /&gt;Ezalor is a nice name. =)&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some short-term goals for myself. LMAO, as if I can do them =.= Well, w/e, I'm just gonna list them down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Speak only words that are edifying. (tsk tsk tsk, this isn't easy)&lt;br /&gt;-No cabbing!&lt;br /&gt;-Eat regularly.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleep correctly.&lt;br /&gt;-Study with full attention for more than 3 hours! (omg, like impossible?)&lt;br /&gt;-I need more patience.&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly, my bass. -.- I need more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cya =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115301783637698621?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115301783637698621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115301783637698621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115301783637698621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115301783637698621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cant-sleep-oh-crap-thanks-to-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115301100840468134</id><published>2006-07-16T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:51:23.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;GIVE ISHIDA HIS QUINCY ARROW DAMMIT! Look! he's begging for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/ISHIDA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lol, lame edit by me. -_-'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bleach fillers are getting so boring. Just finish off with the Bountous and carry on the manga sotryline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nevertheless, when it comes to bleach, how can I leave him out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/Hitsugaya1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ok, cya! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115301100840468134?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115301100840468134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115301100840468134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115301100840468134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115301100840468134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/give-ishida-his-quincy-arrow-dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115289802782860206</id><published>2006-07-15T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:54:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;'Hello, Good evening! We're from EN Community Services Society and we're selling these tickets for a Racial Harmony carnival at Republic Polytechnic (points behind me). It's a 24hours carnival next Friday from 3pm-3pm *coercing smile*. Each ticket cost 5 dollars and we... (bamm! slams door) -.-!! [exxagerated]&lt;exaggerated&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BU LAR DY HELL! I absolutely detest doing these futile door-to-door sales. MoI hAtReD fEr ThEsE sAlEs IsH aLmOsT eQuIvAlEnT tO mOi AnTaGoNiSm FeR dIsH kInD oF tYpInG. I volunteered, can't complain. My beautiful friday. T.T Well, at least I had ling jie's company. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling lethargic. RAWR! When I'm lethargic, I'm edgy. Don't piss me. *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the North are sooooooooo damm unapproachable. Hmm, except for ling jie and her family, my god parents and of course me! haha, I stay in the east too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I'm typing junk here. Well, had a nice chat with ling jie, walked her to her house carpark, waited for Shane then off I go. =) hahaha, I'll accompany next time instead of send. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to sleep. Nevertheless, remember! It's certainly important that we eat regularly and sleep correctly. Especially when you're sick. Anyone who's reading this please pray for Sister Melissa, ROFFLES!!! sounds like a nun's name. =x Okok, my apologies. Well, Kailin-jie aka Sister Melissa (LOL) is really sick ATM and she isn't eating well!! Get Well Soon if you're reading this. =) I can't believe I sort of 'lectured' her for that. Hey, I have the rights ok! Haha, I'm a proud boy now who eats and sleeps regularly. =) Thanks to someone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Bedok, neither do I really like Woodlands, it's boredom-mania there! The only reason why I'm at Bedok is because of my com. However, if one day I havta choose between these 2, I'll definitely choose Woodlands. My affectionately cosy nest. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: lol orgasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115289802782860206?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115289802782860206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115289802782860206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115289802782860206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115289802782860206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-good-evening-were-from-en.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115271307113448330</id><published>2006-07-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:49:46.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My Empty Chawanmushi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00642.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Invert the whole thing over and guess what will you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(peroid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KIMCHI! lol, I got bored after dining and played around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00644.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Take a look at this place! A pleasant and cordial ambience to dine in. Plus you havta climb in and dine, how cool:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/DSC00645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was an interesting night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cya =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115271307113448330?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115271307113448330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115271307113448330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115271307113448330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115271307113448330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-empty-chawanmushi-invert-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115229344798403951</id><published>2006-07-08T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:23:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm blogging now for the sake of relieving &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ari &lt;/span&gt;off her boredom in school and to avoid myself from being ks-ed by &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bishop Himura&lt;/span&gt;! LMAO, so just bear with the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Went to Clarke Quay this evening for ling jie's surprise birthday party at Mind's cafe. She was so startled by the crowd that was waiting for her upstairs and totally wasn't expecting it. Well, I thought someone would have leaked this 'surprise party' plan out by then, but apprently I was wrong. Heard that she was so touched she kindda cried. Lol, not sure. Shane actually reserved the whole 2nd floor of Minds Cafe just for today's event! Haha how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errm, what else. Ok, the food was fantastic and we played lotsa games. Taboo was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the worst thing that happened was!!!!! I got forced by Jessie to take a picture of me staring into the night sky! Omg. Nevertheless, I'm gonna post it. Haha, but it's edited. Jessie lovesss the background alot and I thought it's quite charming (as in the view) too. She kept saying 'Woa! haha you see the background, so artistic, so nice.' Like wth, she totally ignored the fact that I'm in the picture too lol. Oh well, here's the pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you look down from where I am, the whole stretch soooo resembles the street from the anime movie, Spirited Away by Hayao Miyazaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmm, what else? ZH, Paul, YT, Chek, Valen, Huishan and Feli and me went Tampines after the party ended. Suppose to chill OUT!!!!! Hmm, however when we alighted the train, which was the last one already, someone suggested that we go home! ROFL, I'm totally fine with it. ZOMGWTFBBQDDRDUNDOTHISPLIX! Haha, well w/e it was quite late already anyway. Moreover, some of them were really tired. Took a cab sent Feli home then home sweet home to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Btw, centipedes are loathsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh yea, Carlos and me were both ex-sailors!!! HOW FORTUITOUS!!! haha. I have no idea why, but the word sailors, always relate me to the word sodomize =x, lol disgusting thought. Don't blame me, blame the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, cya haha. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115229344798403951?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115229344798403951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115229344798403951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115229344798403951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115229344798403951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-blogging-now-for-sake-of-relieving.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115202184706638667</id><published>2006-07-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T05:46:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Form of Government</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well I've been thinking about how good Communism is. However, the only bad thing about it is the lack of motivation and a corrupted leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Democracy is bad too why? Because it waste materials. Example how many shampoo companies are there? Why make so many shampoo brands when they can make one UBER shampoo. So with that in mind, why not make a government that combines Communism and Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government will be like Communism because production will be controlled by the government, everyone will work and they will be kindda paid the same. I say kindda because a cook and a doctor will not be paid the same but two doctors will be paid the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This government is like Democracy because everyone has a say in the government and a new leader will be elected like in a Democracy and unlike Communism, the citizens won't be sent to camps for protesting. This government is good because it makes people motivated to study and become a doctor and it saves material and so the government is good for ecomony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, imagine if there's only 1 car company........ Monopolizing will be looked down upon, and I think there are some laws against it too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, here are some picture's of hot girls in ms. Don't mock at fish lips =&lt;, they are hot! Plus, I'm waiting for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ari &lt;/span&gt;to send me that girl's pic! Roffles!!! I wanna see. LMAO w/e. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hot girl #1&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/c1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hot girl #2&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/320/c2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115202184706638667?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115202184706638667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115202184706638667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115202184706638667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115202184706638667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-form-of-government.html' title='New Form of Government'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115169895261929105</id><published>2006-07-01T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:24:30.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My day ended &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;deleteriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day till evening, I was at woodlands, so bored. Hoping someone would would call me and ask me out. Well, tada! She phoned and asked me to Marche. Getting so hyper and frenzied, got myself prepared and went out. Yay! I'm having programs throughout the night. Changi Village's new pub Tagman will be right after Marche. Yay again! I took train all the way from Woodlands and met them at Marche. I was feeling really drowsy then. No idea why. Ok, whatever, done at Marche and we were already behind time for the appointment at Changi V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE! of us did actually inisisted on taking the train. So I was suggesting 'Take cab! Take cab!. Faster, so we won't be that late." NO ONE disagreed ok. If you really wanted to take the train initially, you won't even be so submissive and listen to what I'd said. For this long I've known you, whatever decision I've made that you dislike, you'll object. This time you didn't. Therefore, we scurried to the taxi Stand at Esplanade. We waited for really long and got really late already. Right after when you got slightly frustrated and we were still waiting, I can't believe my ears. You actually BLAMED me for insisting on taking a cab. Oh my, I'm so in the fault now. Ok fine, I totally grasp this idea that whevenver someone is pissed, they'll say things on impulse. So, fine. I'm like this too. I felt like going home, not because of this, but I was feeling realy really fatigue at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we finally got a cab. It's nice to have you talking to me normally again. Nevertheless, this message from Valen got you all back to just now. 'SEE LAH! Don't want take train right?' Ok, Valen can't wait anymore and went home. I felt so guilty. =( Yet, you can't blame me for everything right. Like I said, if you really really wanted to take the train, you'd have stopped me from my exhortion on taking the cab. Fine, I'll keep quiet. Perhaps I didn't place myself in your perspective and can't perceive how you're feeling right at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached that place. You know? sometimes, I really really hope that you can be more appreciative to what I'd done. Despite my weariness, I accompanied you guys to the pub. You got unhappy when I didn't drink. Look, I was really really tired already and you know that I can't drink that much. Moreover, I still havta go out with my friends the day after. I don't wanna go meet them with me looking so weary and all. Yes, I do respect you. Yet, I respect all my other friends too. Furthermore, It's the first time I'm meeting them. Please understand. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is the worst thing that happened today. We got on the cab all ready to get home. I was really really tired already and fell asleep in the cab. Reached your house and seeing that Paul didn't send you home. I garnered all the diminutive strength left in me, got down the cab and offered to send you home. The moment I got down, YOU CHASED ME HOME! WHAT THE FREAK! FINE! FINE! I'm totally fine. AT LEAST I CAN GET HOME EARLIER AND SLEEP!!!! WHAT THE FREAK! @!#$%^&amp;*()_+#$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done with my 'rants'. I apologize for the absence of any pictures despite the lengthy entry. There's suppose to be ONE! A wonderful one!!! It's the Flaming Waterfall cocktail we've ordered. The order of this drink goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;- This guy will stack a number glasses with different shapes and sizes with the liquor at the base.&lt;br /&gt;- After which, he'll pour this liquid that starts with the letter C (lol, not sure what it's called) from the top of the 'tower' and ignite the whole thing with a lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be a magnificent sight. I was soooooo prepared to take a picture of it. However, when he streamed the C liquid from his cup and ignite, the WHOLE tower collapsed. OMG! There goes the one and only picture I have for my blog. =( The glasses shattered and upon the commotion, Andrew kept grousing how the TOWER collapsed on him. I got quite frustratred. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I've just realized that Winston from MS bears a striking resemblance to the paedophile in South Park (Super Adventure Club).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Good night guys. Hope I'l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6186/1113/200/oddresemblence1ps.png" border="0" /&gt;l enjoy myself later unlike just now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115169895261929105?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115169895261929105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115169895261929105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115169895261929105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115169895261929105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-day-ended-deleteriously.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-115153216997501256</id><published>2006-06-29T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:04:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Revival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My blog is revived, baptized, and ready for a new start. This wonderful piano OST from Naruto remains though. Hopefully it lasts. Which I seriously doubt so. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, went down to town this evening with qing-jie and kim-ge. I was in my slumberland when she called. Heck, who cares, and it's been really long since I've last written soemthing. I'm soooo dry right now abeit the numerous events thats happened today. Alright, my brain is half-dead. I've only slept for 4 hours and now I'm staring at my monitor uncomprehendingly with my mind state in the oblivion. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, let's get this over fast. I thought blogging is suppose to be enjoyable. zzz I can't organize my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them at Plaza Singapura. Then I recalled 'Oh yea, Kenneth said if we're ever at PS, go visit him.' I sms-ed him without hesitation, haha, hoping to see his birdy face I'd saw on his friendster. (shhh anyone who sees this, don't tell him i have a blog.) =x Right, so I told him i'm at PS now, where are you? guess what, -_-'' He's 'eating snake' &lt;&lt;&lt; (his term) at PCBunk! LMAO. He said he'll meet me later. Alright, w/e. 'Dined' at Secret Recipe. When we went in and saw the menu, omg, this is bullshiit. Too embarrassed to walk out, we ordered Ice Mochas and a set of puny burgers. LMAO, the burgers looked soooo adorable but tasted worse than skunks. Qing-jie promised that she'll bring me to Cartel after that for a proper dinner. SHE DIDN'T!!!!!! Hurt my feelings and my stomach. T.T Halfway during the bullshiit meal, Kenneth called. He was right outside, wandered in, said hi to me, told me some infos about outing bla bla and left. Oh yea, and that hot pretty counter girl at PCBunk haha. Well, he wasn't really that birdy. Quite good-looking...period. Errm ok, maybe you guys can let him know that I have a blog. :p We took the train to Orchard after the crap dinner. Qing-jie gotta rush to Isetan for this Limited Edtion Hokaido cookies. -.- We reached, busted around frantically for the cookies as it's closing soon. Guess what now, SOLD OUT! hohohoho, wild goose chase! Seeing her disappoinment, I suggested that we go for a movie in attempt to cheer her up. It was just a casual comment. Surprisingly, both of them agreed! Even though both of them havta work and study early the next morning. Cool! But the not cool thing was, I wanted to watch Silent Hill, well, Qing-jie hates it. Therefore, we watched Just My Luck instead. That's what I'm gonna watch for my guild outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Lido, We went to the TopMan at shaw, lousy branch. w/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took teh train home after the movie. It's been really long since I've last took a train. I've been cabbing everywhere. T.T No choice, I'm always late and LAZY! I went berserk on the train. Been wanting to fix my Bluetooth since April this year. But always feeling lazy. This time I was there and I missed it. ARGH! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing-jie and I were discussing some stuff bout ZH (shh, sceret) while sending her home. Alright, reached her doorstep, end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logged-on to MS shortly after reaching home. Chatted with Shirin and Kenneth. I felt so awkward when they called me lecturer. Haha, I mean, they're more mature (in terms of age) than i am. I was just telling them how balanced every classes are, Damage/sec bla bla bla. Finally convinced Trinx that Mages ain't weak. ^^ Kenneth bombarded me with tons and tons of questions. Haha, he was quite amused by how much I know and asked me go get a Diploma for MS. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload pictures next time. It's dull and boring reading all these wordy entires. Like little ants crawling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-115153216997501256?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/115153216997501256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=115153216997501256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115153216997501256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/115153216997501256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-revival.html' title='Blog Revival!'/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-111640404075178275</id><published>2005-05-18T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:11:21.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something interesting happened in school today. 3 classes were found being fire extinguished all over by some cool pranksters. My poor classroom was one of the 3 victims. There were white stuff all over tables, chairs, floors and even the computer. Poor computer, gone case. And the freaking smell of freaking sulphur was freaking choking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The school deployed the whole army of the cleaning attendants to clean up, but it wasn't enough. Therefore, the poor 4D gotta clean the sulphated class&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;up by themselves. I pity the school attendants and 4D. Walking into the class was like walking into a gas chamber where people were being suffocate to death. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For once we thought today was a lucky day. Thought we could slack around outside class, no lessons, don't have to see Mr. Tng. But, no. We were wrong. They sent us to the mathematics room on the fourth floor and we had to resume our normal lessons. lol, damnit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something similar happened earlier this year, the passage walls on the second floor that connects the classroom block to the main block was being graffiti-ed by spray paints. School staff suspects that both cases of vandalism was done by the same culprit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Teo sounded so determined to catch the culprit which I highly doubt he can do it. Always say catch catch catch, but in the end, got nothing. lol, step investigator only.&lt;/em&gt;&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/12899854-111640404075178275?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/111640404075178275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=111640404075178275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111640404075178275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111640404075178275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2005/05/something-interesting-happened-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-111634862080310171</id><published>2005-05-17T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:16:26.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAY!! The damn server is down again, damnit. It's time for time-killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, today, school was fantastic!! I got back all my mid-year exam results except for Geography which is forever not on time. Haha, expect little from our beloved Miss Ho. My results are as FANTASTIC as school today. I failed everything with flying colours expect for my two languages, English and Chinese which i'd passed. Spoilers. Anyway, F9s or maybe U for the other 5 subjects. But I don't fucking give a fucking damn bout my fucking mid-year results. It's only mid-year, it's not fucking included in fucking O' Levels, damnit. I said countless times of ''come on man, it's only mid-year lah' to so many fellow classmates who fucking think that they fucking did fucking badly for their fucking mid-year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more vulgar. Hmm, 18/25 for the summary section which I think is hella good!! I got all 15 required points in the summary, haha. 32/50 for my Chinese Compo. The title I wrote was about " maids' contribution to families, negative or positive? " something like that. I wrote about my own experience which supports the positve side. Haha, result isn't that bad. But who the hell cares, it's only mid-year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate those people that always say this after a paper "Woa, fucking hard sia, sure fail lah." then give the sad face. And those who say this before a paper "Walao, I never study sia, sure fail wan, I don't know anything leh." Which in the end, these people get As and Bs and Cs. WTF sia, you people trying to prove that you are talented that you can get ABCs for HARD papers and papers which you DIDN'T study for is it? Know say know, easy say easy lah, don't fake humble leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, and I finally came to my senses and realized something today. IT'S ONLY TWO MORE FUCKING WEEKS TO CHINESE O' LEVELS!!!!!!!! Interesting, 5 months just went passed so quickly. I didn't believe when my O graduates told me that O' Level year will pass by hella fast. I understand now. K, this isn't mid-year ONLY, but real O' Level which will decides my future, cannot afford to flunk this. Gotta study hard, get an A! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Mdm Seow ROCKS!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/12899854-111634862080310171?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/111634862080310171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=111634862080310171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111634862080310171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111634862080310171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2005/05/yay-damn-server-is-down-again-damnit.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-111624883514249035</id><published>2005-05-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:16:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Argh! 45 more mins till the server is back up, it's hell down for a network upgrade. Haha, the advantage of a blog, kill time. Hopefully by the time i finish this entry, the server is back up. I'll drag this blog as long as I can, listing down every single thing that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, let's begin from yesterday, I spent my whole Saturday night at Zhihao's house editing this blog skin, sibeh scared cannot wake up if I go home. I'm on duty for sound on Sunday, if I'm absent again, gone case... no more ministry. Went to church wearing the same clothes, tired like hell, hair hella messy. Luckily I brought clay along and han-ge helped me style, making it looked better. Bought tou jiang you tiao along from 85 market. I can't finish the whole thing and got a lecture from pastor. But like I care, I was damn tired. K, service started, on duty with han-ge, which was supposedly han-ge and Paul's duty. I don't know, Paul MIA since like 3 months ago. Therefore, i had to take over Paul's place. I was in-charge of the board, han-ge in-charge of stage. We tried our best to make the sound as nice as possible, , guess the overall sound was ok. Not very bad atmosphere. K, I'm getting bored. Blogging is boring. Ah, whatever, I've got nothing to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sermon was interesting, Pastor Bi Chen Ming gave the talk, I love his sermons. He conveys his messages well in conjuction with lotsa jokes, very interesting. Though I fell asleep, like I said, i was damn damn tired. Feli woke me up. I drew lotsa junks on the paper where we're suppose to copy down points on what the pastor is talking about. Bah, i never do that. I only draw on that piece of paper, it's one of my hobby during sermons, followed by sleeping. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, cell, newcomer name Sean, Shawn or Shaun, whatever. Played games instead of memorising songs. Haha, gotta thank him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything was over, gang can't decide where to go, Feli threw tantrum cause han-ge didn't accompany her to town. Singapore sucks, so hella small. Guess that's the reason why the government can handle Singapore so well. It's just a freaking small island. Back to my adventures, YT, han-ge and Jiahui went for a haircut. Whereas, Valen, Chek, Feli, Zh, Allison-jie and Sunmei went town. Surprisingly, for me, I went to neither, I went home!!! That's so surprising, i hate going home after service every Sunday, boring. Server will be flooded as it's a weekend. Nothing much to do, haha, well, I was really tired that day, slept like a pig the moment I reached home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Server's back up, end of adventure, doubt anyone will read this. Wordy hell entry, nothing interesting, just some nonsense spamming. Ah.. I love blogging now, kills time faster then an assassin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-111624883514249035?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/111624883514249035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=111624883514249035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111624883514249035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111624883514249035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh-45-more-mins-till-server-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-111611047501395744</id><published>2005-05-15T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:16:57.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;Woohoo i ROCK, haha jk, spent some time looking for a new blog skin, and i found this, not bad. Edited alot and that was real real hard... those wordy wordy thinggis.. after many attempts in tyring to edit those ninjas' shits... it's finally done. This was the original version of the skin &lt;edited&gt;. Lack of pictures, found the correct links and patched it up. Plus those childish ninjas' here and there, changed it... the edits may seem minor... but it wasn't easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-111611047501395744?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/111611047501395744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=111611047501395744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111611047501395744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111611047501395744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2005/05/woohoo-i-rock-haha-jk-spent-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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-12899854.post-111610578662282240</id><published>2005-05-15T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:17:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bah...testing 1 2 3... ignore this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12899854-111610578662282240?l=neuroticfools.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/feeds/111610578662282240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12899854&amp;postID=111610578662282240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111610578662282240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12899854/posts/default/111610578662282240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neuroticfools.blogspot.com/2005/05/bah.html' title=''/><author><name>ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05011869751648774379</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>
