<?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-37676739</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:29:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-5175093252677476881</id><published>2008-08-10T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:35:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As pain Rips my heart out......... And eats me Alive....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-5175093252677476881?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/5175093252677476881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=5175093252677476881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5175093252677476881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5175093252677476881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-pain-rips-my-heart-out.html' title=''/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1673012576062310543</id><published>2008-05-04T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:10:02.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One rare post.</title><content type='html'>No doubt this is one of the few times i'm blogging (there're just lots of other stuff to do) One such eg would be updating SGC. Hey how often have u been asked to shamelessly praise yourself? For me? Never. And you know what? It is surprisingly DIFFICULT. There's always this element of guilt pulling us back from praising ourselves. We start to ponder..... Eh we really got this quality arrr??? Maybe so. But what have i done to deserve the praise? hmmm.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently stuck at personal acheivements...... What did I acheive in my Jc life??? Minus SYF, minus getting a promotion to J2. Let's see..... I have erm...... screwed all my tests, wasted my time in CCA (though yes i like the new batch of J1s), studied hard for nothing and screwed my jc life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and did i say I learnt how to be PERSERVERING and RESOLUTE towards life. In other words, I kept studying for the next test, kept failing, and kept studying for the next test cause i failed the previous one. Failed so much so that I became immune to failing my tests. How's that for being perservering and resolute. Personal acheivement eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1673012576062310543?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1673012576062310543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1673012576062310543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1673012576062310543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1673012576062310543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-rare-post.html' title='One rare post.'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-4244617338753645891</id><published>2008-03-25T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:07:40.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!st day back</title><content type='html'>STRIKE 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd- 9.45 am&lt;br /&gt;Event: Received a phone call from Miss Ng. Suggested I go for a weekly consultation for econs.&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Alot of misconceptions in my essays.&lt;br /&gt;Implication: I just killed my essays in my econs Block Tests, and hence, my econs paper as well.&lt;br /&gt;Deductive Statement: I might be saved for A lvls. Just need guidance and practices. Teachers' aren't giving up. Neither should I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRIKE 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- 11.00 am&lt;br /&gt;Event: Mr Goh was going through Block Test Answers. Went through a question he super super emphasized before. No wonder why he refused to let Clarice go that time, even though she was like dying liao le. Made her master that Qn anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Deductive Statement: No matter how badly we do, teachers still want to try and help us(by hook or by crook). They sometimes know that we still quite gone case. Confirm Us. But still wanna try salvage an S out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRIKE 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- 2.35 pm&lt;br /&gt;Event: Mr Teo talked to me for a bit. Said he was quite dissapointed with me. Expected better results from my Block Test.(Yeah I was complaining that i kena mark down quite a few times due to sf etc etc. And miss D by 1 mark...DUH! Of course I'd complain!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Reason: I dunno.... Maybe my teachers see some sort of hope in me.... All have high expectations in me la!&lt;br /&gt;Deductive Statement: I must work harder!!!! Have to BREAK THROUGH that 50-point barrier!! Then conquer the 60s!!! Can't believe I'd been dissapointing so many people. Surprised so many haven't given up hope on me. It's time I made my move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-4244617338753645891?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/4244617338753645891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=4244617338753645891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4244617338753645891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4244617338753645891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/03/st-day-back.html' title='!st day back'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-8117660599507828564</id><published>2008-03-14T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:29:59.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone... On a friday morning</title><content type='html'>K This is another short post alike previously.&lt;br /&gt;Still in school, got there at about 7. Yeah I'd be about the 1st student in school. No one else and in the early day-break,  vv nice to study. So relaxing. I'd wanted to go into my home-room to blast music, since they had speakers. But they were all taken up as exam venues. Nvm Nvm. I'm still back at perkafe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap! Some J1s have decided to start sharing this study area. Damned. They gonna make a freaking lot of noise. Go home lah jabroonis!!!!! J1s come sch for what? Make noise only. You don't even have exams la. Hell if they read this, I'm so gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are quite a few temasekians around. Seem to be some leadership camp or something. Now even got kids from pri sch. Crap la. Damn noisy. I gonna blast my lappie le. K Cya guys in sch later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-8117660599507828564?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/8117660599507828564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=8117660599507828564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8117660599507828564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8117660599507828564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/03/alone-on-friday-morning.html' title='Alone... On a friday morning'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-6836813274474122170</id><published>2008-03-13T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:15:45.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning of Thurs</title><content type='html'>It took me ALOT of effort to get out of bed this morning. Mum had to call me like 3-5 times la. So lucky she did not start shouting at me for it. I've got like 4 days left before the real stuff starts. And I can't seem to be able to get the stuff in my head. What a PAYNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K before I go for econs tuition (will be joining the clique in sch later), here's a dream that was struggling to hold on to me all morning: I was like today-- about to go to school later, having awoke for the morning. Just that yesterday I didn't go school for any particular valid reason. So I dreamt that I had to try get some form of excuse for my absense in school; Tried to choose between getting an MC or a parents' letter~ Panicked for it!! Cause dunno how to get. Parents not at home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I woke up. Started thinking..... Eh die! I ytd really really nvr go sch. Miss Ng is sooo gonna kill me. Throw in the fact that i nvr sms her that I wasn't going the day before. Suddenly I realised-- hey it's march hols la!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-6836813274474122170?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/6836813274474122170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=6836813274474122170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6836813274474122170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6836813274474122170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-of-thurs.html' title='Morning of Thurs'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-2759513844981994160</id><published>2008-03-11T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:10:00.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging in schoool</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6 today, despite being a holiday. Went school to study. Guess I study better alone and in nice cooling environments. Always love the breaking of dawn. Not too bright, not too dark either. And throw in that quiet and tranquil environment, topping it with the light breeze. School life must have deprived me of these for a very very long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the clique at about 8. By then, productivity fell.... alot. Stopped doing my econs essay and began to try reading up on content knowledge.... vv shi4 bai4 la!!! Lol. Plus everyone there vv not serious! All chatting away until siu yin threatened for silence for 1.5 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also dunno what to say le la. Haha I guess Gratz to Leon for getting a blog le! Maybe update another day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-2759513844981994160?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/2759513844981994160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=2759513844981994160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2759513844981994160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2759513844981994160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/03/mugging-in-schoool.html' title='Mugging in schoool'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-8606709777030380613</id><published>2008-03-03T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:13:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st torturous day!</title><content type='html'>1 week left to Gp block!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATED today! (This is gonna be a negative post sry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok school started out with a freaking Chem test on my mind. Tutors said Hydroxy, Carbox acid, carbonyl &amp;amp; amino gonna be tested. Cool man! I'm better in the 1st 3 topics. But I dun get anything from amino. Why are Nitro compunds so ridiculously difficult???!!!!! So obviously I never concentrate on that. Mugged my guts out for the 1st 3......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! The paper consisted of NOTHING but Nitro compunds. I didn't even study that topic, dun understand what petr going thru in class, and u tell me test has all 4 topics? Died like never b4 la! And that's coming from someone who had died MANY times in tests. Trust me on this: Lotsa teachers don't tell lies; They simply don't give you the whole truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B4 lunch. Another crappy tutorial: econs. Look I love econs. But if the way you teach angers me, it's not gonna be long before I lose interest. And i HATE teachers who simply CANNOT give some allowance for not doing hw. Hey it's not like I don't wanna do la! Then when I got asked, 'Why u nvr do?' I didn't wanna give crappy excuses like no time/busy etc etc even though they are god-damned TRUE. So I just told her 'no particular reason'. Cool: She shot me down with 'So that means you can't be bothered la!' Notice: that wasn't a question. THIS is EXACTLY what my tuition teacher had told us about. Women in the corporate world, where they need to be a bitch to surpass the men in the field. Perfect example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HATE pissed-off bitches!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-8606709777030380613?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/8606709777030380613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=8606709777030380613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8606709777030380613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8606709777030380613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-torturous-day.html' title='1st torturous day!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-6773644194667029319</id><published>2008-02-22T21:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:11:09.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E learnin day</title><content type='html'>Hey all! I haven't been posting for a very long time now! Haha! Have been keeping busy. Look at all the tests ans SPA. Even my friends are complaining of the stress le! Did i mention block tests in 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was e-learnin day. The day where teachers were supposed to slack off in case their brain suffer from a burnout. Pity they don't give such breaks to students. You can see the burnout, I mean drop-out rate from Mj le. Went to the airport rather early for mac's breakfast and set up the multiplugs for lappies. Rest of the clique arrived shortly (that means within 2 hrs). Soon, we had a min LAN-centre up and running at the back of T2 airport macs. All 6 Lappies were dependent on the power source of 1 socket. We even used 2 MULTIPLUGS to connect all the lappies. (I'll grab photos from hayden to illustrate this more clearly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math was ok. Nice and short. And comprehensive. Chem on the other hand, was pure MEAN. It was about 2-3 lectures worth of materials la. And the time to go thru it were almost that as well. It pisses me off that the Chem Dept makes use of e-learning to stuff 2-3 extra lectures into us. Hey fri was supposed to be my early day! And if I add up all the lectures and set them as school time, I'd have ended by about 4 or 5! That's RIDICULOUS! and did i say mean before hand? Yep MEAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my Chem by about 2 plus. Had lunch with the others. Got bullied into buying my food..... 1st started with Leon 'Eh if u don't eat, we all don't eat!' Then the 6 pple there stopped eating to try provide peer pressure. Obvously I wasn't gonna be swayed by that la. 1 burger costs at least $2 leh.... I only had like $6 left! Some offered to lend me $$$..... But that wasn't the point... I had to return the $$ anyway. So why borrow? Worse-Daniel offered to blanja me burger..... I couldn't accept it la. Then Siyi came up with the ultimate solution. 'Euu dun eat, we poke euu!' That did it! I jumped out of my chair, trying to avoid the painful finger stabs from all 6 of them! Bought a burger...... Meaning I suffered a loss of another $2....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was rather uneventful..... Minus the shrieks and freaking out of going to the toilet at the macs T2. Yeah I was pretty freaked myself. Esp last time those 3 claimed they saw a small girl alone in the toilet the cubicle which was not locked. This time, the door to that particular cubicle was closed again. So dun wanna explore. Zhao and go another toilet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K la I went home rather early. Cause had tuition at night. But turns out tuition cancelled.... Anyway, thc for the graet day out man! we accomplished quite abit. Though I still haven't understood DE and stuff. Chao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;**Random Photos!!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77QyaFNdlI/AAAAAAAAACY/96pnF9_SXqY/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169798986681120338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77QyaFNdlI/AAAAAAAAACY/96pnF9_SXqY/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77V1qFNdrI/AAAAAAAAADI/wO9Y2ta8vGs/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169804540073834162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77V1qFNdrI/AAAAAAAAADI/wO9Y2ta8vGs/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77Q_KFNdmI/AAAAAAAAACg/sGu_rUT4TPU/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Screwed??? You call THAT screwed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77UoqFNdpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Kcd0pabHNJY/s1600-h/Mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169803217223906962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77UoqFNdpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Kcd0pabHNJY/s320/Mod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shi Bai!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77WoKFNdsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Z9ef7Ukw8dE/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169805407657227970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77WoKFNdsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Z9ef7Ukw8dE/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See! Even Petr agrees with me! Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77TqqFNdnI/AAAAAAAAACo/g4LMxLsyT8E/s1600-h/Mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-6773644194667029319?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/6773644194667029319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=6773644194667029319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6773644194667029319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6773644194667029319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/02/e-learnin-day.html' title='E learnin day'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/R77QyaFNdlI/AAAAAAAAACY/96pnF9_SXqY/s72-c/Image055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-8038182478446305986</id><published>2008-02-13T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:12:56.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V day!</title><content type='html'>Yo Happy Valentinez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Mabel WAS right. I DO have a tendency to blog on wednesdays:P:P&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days was kinda screwed la. Killed my chem and math tests le. Next victim: Physics! Just pray hard that i can scrape through. ( I'm getting vv scared for chem la. I just can't pass it! And no thankx to E. Lai for taking up my sleep to give us a talk which only instilled further fear in some of us...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha enough of work le la. I'll catch up with them later. Here's the topic: Valantinez!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's been looking around trying to find their angel and mortalz. Me included. I've been searching like crazy for my angel. Freind refused to tell me...... Summore my angel didn't send me anything yet. understandable... considering all the work and stuff right after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 mth to march BLOCK. Watch this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-8038182478446305986?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/8038182478446305986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=8038182478446305986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8038182478446305986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8038182478446305986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V day!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-2162447920519369749</id><published>2008-02-06T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:48:54.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started this day with a performance! Woohoo!!! Got super super high during and after the performance. Though had to carry the gong after E.lai wanna whack it. Worrying that it might fall apart right in front of the audience :P:P ( dunno why i feel so happy about that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning(pre-performance): Wahaha!!!! Jian Yao's nose nearly dropped off la! See the way he ws scrutinising the J1 dance group. Aiyoh!!! so embarrassing!!! If nose not bleeding, nose gonna fall off liao le la. Oi Jy! For once in your life, STOP STARING!!!! (though i've gotta admit, this year's j1 looked alot nicer than our batch la. but hey! don't go wild around them la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAy...... Did a couple of songs with with the whole of mjco. Suddenly our co seemed alot bigger. Thx to the j1s. And they're not bad sia. Already got 2 chairs among them. (Couldn't tell they were chairs of their sec sch co) All the best to you guys for your tests and exams! Study really really hard! Don't make parent-teacher meeting a whole-school event, unlike the 07 batch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to gaming liao! Wish I could post more but I'd rather chat or talk to someone than do a large post and wish everyone reads. So feel free to drop me an sms or msn msg! Cheers all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-2162447920519369749?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/2162447920519369749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=2162447920519369749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2162447920519369749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2162447920519369749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1319252095677336128</id><published>2008-01-30T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:21:34.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs: back in favs</title><content type='html'>30th Jan. The day i'm supposed to start registering for NS. K the past week has been rather exhaustive. Never enjoyed myself much. School's taking it's toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I began to feel the loss of my MP3 player. It's loss more or less dawned on me. Broke my denial since like 2 mths back... Haha just managed to persuade my sis to lend me her old zen micro :P Songz rocks man! Looking for blackout house- Britney Spears' new album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm 1 wk after KL's b'day. Hengky's still holding on to her prezzie. VV long sia.... OI stop waiting for valantine's day to give ur gf la! Always liddat one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Miss Lai juz implemented a crappy sch rule not allowing us to take-away food. Thx la. Even bring home also cannot. Stupid idiot. Make rule based on a few complaints of cleaners. Doesn't she realise that it's better for them to complain compared to the whole of mj complaining about NOT being able to buy take-away food? Dumb or dumb sia. Nvr access govt policy properly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la i'm blogging random stuff for the sake of keeping my blog alive. Gl to peeps for tests coming up plus SPA tmr. haha YAY tmr we get to play vball!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1319252095677336128?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1319252095677336128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1319252095677336128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1319252095677336128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1319252095677336128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/01/songs-back-in-favs.html' title='Songs: back in favs'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-4151279493404978883</id><published>2008-01-23T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:01:09.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wed day: Kang Li's B'day</title><content type='html'>Here's what i did for today: 6- Wake up for school&lt;br /&gt;6.50- Reach school and start chionging hw&lt;br /&gt;7.30- Follow into the hall for a long and silly talk&lt;br /&gt;. .......................................................(come on! do we look like computer idiots?&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................................................. ~1st sight of her/c)&lt;br /&gt;8.30- Shuffled into classes. Start of the day's torture&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................................... (eh Bryan, your eyes look damn tired)&lt;br /&gt;9.35- Went into LT4 for fav sub: econs!&lt;br /&gt;. ..............................................(eyeing b'day girl/r ~Yo! Happy birthday!!!!~ Digs out prezzie =P)&lt;br /&gt;10.25- Went to canteen having a short chat 'Eh u got cca 2day arr?'&lt;br /&gt;................................ (lunch- expenses: $2/Prelim papers $58 And that's damn thick and heavy)&lt;br /&gt;11.15- Back to classes- Gruelling Gp! +Crappy Essay ~&lt;em&gt;stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.55- Yes! Last lesson! Phy Lect!!! and it's outta here!&lt;br /&gt;Whoo!!! Schz out man!&lt;br /&gt;1.45- CCA CCa Cca cCa ccA cca&lt;br /&gt;6.00- Bus + MRT to Redhill (still carrying that stack of papers)&lt;br /&gt;.............................................. (W8 w8! Did i mention? I got a ty sms! so sweet!!!!!/u)&lt;br /&gt;7.00- End of MRT ride/sleep/sms continues into tuition&lt;br /&gt;.............................................................. (HUH? Me?/s Hitting on your junior? Pls la!)&lt;br /&gt;7.30- Tuition officially starts; sms cut off.&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................. (Ps I could not reply you until very long later/h)&lt;br /&gt;9.30- YAY Finally i get a passport home.&lt;em&gt; Sick &amp;amp; tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.15- Reach home....... FOOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;10.30- Sis's friends coming over to play/stayover&lt;br /&gt;11.00- Guess that's now? Blogging larh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-4151279493404978883?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/4151279493404978883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=4151279493404978883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4151279493404978883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4151279493404978883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/01/wed-day-kang-lis-bday.html' title='Wed day: Kang Li&apos;s B&apos;day'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-5924431350590535639</id><published>2008-01-20T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:17:29.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 3 more days!</title><content type='html'>K i just realised smthing vv important..... I need to do something about my chemistry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda wasted this weekend- didn't complete much work. Was busy stealing cars:P Quite abit of work due on monday though. I MUZ pass math and chem in Feb.&lt;br /&gt;nthing to post about.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 day countdown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-5924431350590535639?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/5924431350590535639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=5924431350590535639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5924431350590535639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5924431350590535639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-3-more-days.html' title='It&apos;s 3 more days!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-4938015504418620277</id><published>2008-01-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:37:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School: week 2</title><content type='html'>Great! Chem test is over. If there's a clinic for it, just sign-me-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of school, I spent the weekend buried in this book called 'Cashflow Quadrant'. You guys should read it sometime. I kinda liked it's way of writing, making it fictional-like despite being a self-help book. Here's something useful i got out of it: Can you differentiate between opinions and facts? Just try listing the statements below as opinions or fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A house is an asset.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors make alot of money.&lt;br /&gt;Bonds are safer than stocks.&lt;br /&gt;He has big muscles. He must be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;They have a big house. They must be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the comparison? You see, all these are not facts. they are opinions. The thing is that almost EVERYONE mistakes such opinions as facts. Worse still: these opinions are being offered by advisors as facts, where the financial illiterate would make decisions based on such information. Ok look at this from a physics point of view. If measurement 1 has a huge uncertaincity, then the scientist would make calculations based on this uncertainty, resulting in an even BIGGER uncertainty. Whcih leads to inaccurate answers a.k.a MISTAKES. Thus, most people are making MISTAKES with their hard earned money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-4938015504418620277?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/4938015504418620277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=4938015504418620277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4938015504418620277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4938015504418620277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-week-2.html' title='School: week 2'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7837749872445879183</id><published>2008-01-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:40:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel Sick</title><content type='html'>I didn't make it to school today. Hell I wish i could have la. Rather go sch than stay bed ridden at home. Sick fever is freakin' disgusting. Kinda gives you the creeps. Anyway I wasn't here to mention how sick and how sick i was(and still am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey did anyone realise? Bad things tend to start with an F. For eg: F is a FAIL in ur exams; the most FEARSOME thing we Jc-ians face. K today i was down with FEVER and FLU. Trying to get rid of that stupid FLEGM.... U guys get my gist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha alright Faith just saw my msn nick. So i changed it to 'Bad things start with F &amp;amp; that excludes FaiF' Wahaha! OK ok don't get pissed yeah? Haha I just realised I didn't link Eleanor Sry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrr we still have like a fortnight to choose a present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7837749872445879183?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7837749872445879183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7837749872445879183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7837749872445879183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7837749872445879183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-feel-sick.html' title='I feel Sick'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7318245502614281392</id><published>2008-01-05T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:23:08.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch reopens!</title><content type='html'>It's back to school after such a long time. (about time too, since i was like rotting at home) Nice to see all my friends again. &lt;em&gt;Wish you'd be there forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all see the J1s having fun in their orientation. Bet they don't know they're being duped into the jc curriculum. I don't blame them; I got conned myself. I see the OGLs and Counsellors trying to portray as if we had tradition of some sort, as if our intra-house bonding was unbreakable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the real stuff: School started out with a physics test on the 1st day (i got a D :D) Lessons carried on as usual etc etc. You know, school life. How different could it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice's birthday's just passed..... and so did my cip event. E. Lai refused to grant enough leave on friday, so i just let S.H.E go bah. At least I sat my way through lessons on friday. Better yet: I saw a friend walking home while i was on a bus. I knew i shld have listened to my instincts and took the 31.... Grrr Jian Yao! Make me take 10. You good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 18 days to the big day. 18 days to get a present ready. 18 days to celebrate an 18th b'day. Me and my mateys are kinda stuck trying to decide an appropriate present. &lt;em&gt;Why are girls sooo difficult!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~piece of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7318245502614281392?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7318245502614281392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7318245502614281392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7318245502614281392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7318245502614281392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2008/01/sch-reopens.html' title='Sch reopens!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7598549968267079664</id><published>2007-12-29T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:03:46.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime</title><content type='html'>I've just added a blog song after changing my skin:P&lt;br /&gt;It's inspired by a very special friend who sent me this song. I left it in my 'received files' folder for more than 6 months now. It was only until i started to clear my stuff from my com did i sit down and listen to it again. Only this time, it stole my heart.&lt;br /&gt;K It's 'Everytime' from Britney Spears. Something that helps me get in touch with my emotions and feelings more strongly. Something that gets me emotionally attached. I hope it would for you too.&lt;br /&gt;This song is dedicated to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7598549968267079664?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7598549968267079664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7598549968267079664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7598549968267079664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7598549968267079664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/12/everytime.html' title='Everytime'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-4527210147703182587</id><published>2007-12-29T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T13:59:31.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why do i tend to sleep with tears in my eyes? It ain't sobbing, it ain't crying. They just kinda leak out....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry is a plague. Don't get infected with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-4527210147703182587?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/4527210147703182587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=4527210147703182587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4527210147703182587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4527210147703182587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-lost.html' title='I&apos;m lost'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-436654919034455283</id><published>2007-12-23T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T18:35:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M'sia trip</title><content type='html'>K I just returned frm m'sia (AGAIN!) Not gonna say much about my trip. well cause, what's there to say anyway? I went here and there blah blah.... enjoyed myself etc etc.... this is how i wasted my time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, here's something i noticed: When i was buying 2 large pizzas (almost once every 2 days) I noticed a pizza hut ad offering 750RM for a full time worker and 4.10RM for part timers. God I was so shocked la! How in the world were they supposed to survive??? I could earn more than their full time worker by just doing part time in Sg. Gosh it's like S$325/mth! And THAT'S considered one of the higher paying restaurants in malacca. Lol i sound sooo like a rich chinese indonesian who's decided to immigrate to Sg=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KL for abit. Nthing interesting to purchase... Haha loved the buffet served at Traders Hotel! Prawns were CHILLED. Plus lots more la. next time muz go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've began to interest myself in self-help books, esp in the 'rich dad' series. haven't bought it yet though. Gonna be up on my wishlist soon! Btw, Merry christmas all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-436654919034455283?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/436654919034455283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=436654919034455283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/436654919034455283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/436654919034455283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/12/msia-trip.html' title='M&apos;sia trip'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7758758808177827634</id><published>2007-12-19T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:00:04.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars</title><content type='html'>here's a new topic: CARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shld pple in the future get cars? Or let public transport do the job. For the namesake? or for the convenience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say Sg pple want the 5Cs, of which car and condo is included. I say: Why not minus the car and upgrade the condo to a semi or bungalow? Cars devalue over time. Land in Sg doesn't.(it's kinda the demand/supply thingy) Here's how i see it. Cars are rented to us for a period of 10 yrs. in fact, most experience problems after 3. So why in the world are we willing to pay nearly 100k to rent a car for 10 yrs, where 7 of them experience problems? Now that's minusing all the petrol and maintainence. In the worst case scenario, it costs at least 1k a month every month for 10 yrs just to use a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the worst of our problems. Alright. Assumming everyone in Sg owns a car. It would be freaking overcrowded la. U see sg now trying to build more roads...... underground and over-head. Even people have commented 'PIE is becoming the new Mass Carpark'. So I'll ask once more. Why do people in Sg still wanna pay 1k a month for more inconveniences? Life ain't complicated enough issit? Muz train stress stamina arr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i'm posting about this cause I was damn pissed ytd in the car la. Got car sick. Stupid traffic in town. My Altis was doin less than 10. As if that wasn't enough, we had to start-stop, start-stop. Like boat liddat. Thank god i don't step into town all that often. or i'll need to carry a barf bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7758758808177827634?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7758758808177827634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7758758808177827634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7758758808177827634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7758758808177827634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/12/cars.html' title='Cars'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-4736945598213849125</id><published>2007-12-17T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:06:47.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>OMG my sis just poured COLD water down my neck!!!! ewww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha getting lonely le. All my friends going camp/oversea etc etc today! So i vv left behind la. Baik arr Man U! defence was damn solid ytd. good win though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i now I'm stuck with trying to buy christmas cards..... Where to buy sia. better dun tell me those crappy ones from popular. Pls. the only reason they sell is cause people don't bother looking for nice ones and send cards for the sake of sending. Maybe i'll drop by some card shop tmr or smthing. Have to get them b4 i go on vacation. or else i'll miss the time frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was chatting with a couple of friends. Got a few of their addresses. Wahaha! so planning to hand deliver their cards. It's possible to cycle to their hses la. I juz need to cut across the PIE. Hope there's a bridge across it. Or else I'd need to chiong across the highway. Since i'm practically going to their hses, shld i buy prezzies for them as well? hmmm... dunno sia. getting broke atm. mum cuts my allowance during holidays..... k la maybe i shld get them smthing small. Chocolates sound good? lol nvm la. it's still the card which is valuable. Damn my crappy handwritting. Wish i had better. Hey u guys wanna join me to cycle to all ur hses? Ps El. urs is pasir ris. way out of my range. super far. i'll send u ur by mail bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-4736945598213849125?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/4736945598213849125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=4736945598213849125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4736945598213849125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4736945598213849125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-4983618601486585199</id><published>2007-12-15T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:00:05.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did i say "I'll be back"?</title><content type='html'>Hey yall! Finally decided to revive my super dead blog le! Just chose this blogskin. VV nice! Just that it's for a girl. So nvm bah. temporarily only. Until i find a way to make it a little more mannish. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be mostly talking about....... aspirations, plans everything about the future!!!!&lt;br /&gt;K it's not about my sch work, my studies, worry about not make the U etc etc.... it's more of the future. It's like vv scary la! here's a simple example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I want to stay in a house worth abt 2.5 to 3 mil next time. (i really really wanna stay in a hse 2.5-3mil la, not suppose one) Assuming downpayment 25%. Means i have to fork out like 750k, while paying the rest by installment. (that's 2.25 mil la) If i decide to pay over a 25 yr period, i can expect a 7.5% interest rate So i have to pay 2.42 mil. That divide by 25 yrs is 96k per annum! Which means i need a mthly salary of more than 8k just to pay for the hse! Plus if i buy the hse when i'm 30, I'll have to pay till i'm 55!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh scary right?! Ok let's pretend that i take on trust funds and equities. maybe i cash in 100k, 10 yrs down the road, I may juz withdraw 140-150k. not alot eh? (Don't forget there's a risk in playing with the stocks and shares) Works out to be abt earning an extra 5k a yr.... Which could easily be overtaken by Sg's inflation rate. (it's rising to about 3% in 08 guys) Pls la. Put in bank only get 0.125% interest if u are lucky. So in simple words, YOU ARE LOSING MONEY EVERYDAY YOU DON'T SPEND THEM! So what are you doing with cash in your bank account?! take them out to SPLURGE now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha! I'm going insane le la! Liddat how to buy a nice hse, raise a good family plus save enough for old age sia.... Muz well buy insurance and go kamikaze!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-4983618601486585199?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/4983618601486585199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=4983618601486585199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4983618601486585199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/4983618601486585199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/12/did-i-say-ill-be-back.html' title='Did i say &quot;I&apos;ll be back&quot;?'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7924681173109409961</id><published>2007-09-30T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:11:25.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last words.</title><content type='html'>I'm a god damned invisible man. Fine. I'd enough anyway. To hell with anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Call me loner. But true friends are hard to find. I've had my say. And this blog is going as invisible as i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It isn't that it doesn't matter. It's just that i don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7924681173109409961?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7924681173109409961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7924681173109409961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7924681173109409961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7924681173109409961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-last-words.html' title='My last words.'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-6028850297445881491</id><published>2007-09-18T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:35:37.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no particular title</title><content type='html'>'You want a piece of me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not! I want the whole thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-6028850297445881491?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/6028850297445881491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=6028850297445881491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6028850297445881491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6028850297445881491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-particular-title.html' title='no particular title'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-8191079994044479995</id><published>2007-09-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:39:44.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe i can fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"I Believe I Can Fly"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used to think that I could not go on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And life was nothing but an awful song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But now I know the meaning of true love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm leaning on the everlasting arms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I can see it, then I can do it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[1]I believe I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe I can touch the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think about it every night and day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spread my wings and fly away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe I can soar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see me running through that open door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See I was on the verge of breaking down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes silence can seem so loud&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are miracles in life I must achieve&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But first I know it starts inside of me, oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I can see it, then I can do it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, cuz I believe in me, oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I can see it, then I can be it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, if I just spread my wings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can fly, hey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I just spread my wings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fly-eye-eye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-8191079994044479995?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/8191079994044479995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=8191079994044479995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8191079994044479995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8191079994044479995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-believe-i-can-fly.html' title='I believe i can fly'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1038827236048743487</id><published>2007-09-12T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:07:51.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>El's B'day!</title><content type='html'>haha this post is half forced by sum1, whom i shall not reveal *cough  cough (Her name starts with G, and ends with eraldyne) That person was complaining that i haven't been blogging le... nvr update for soo long, when that was just 4 days ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Today was El's b'day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done! I posted! happy le mah???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1038827236048743487?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1038827236048743487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1038827236048743487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1038827236048743487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1038827236048743487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/09/els-bday.html' title='El&apos;s B&apos;day!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1400291874187829929</id><published>2007-09-08T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:47:52.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man I'm pissed</title><content type='html'>Hell I'm pissed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on guys! what so difficult about replying to an sms? Does it cost THAT much? Or am I simply not worth the TROUBLE????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K here's what happens these days: I send an sms to like 10 pple, I got like 3 replies (that's including the ones i got online, regardless conclusive or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello??? reality check here! i'm smsing u guys with a prepaid card! means I pay for every sms i use! And obviously i expect replies, maybe at least half of u reply, i'd be contented. I don't get it! What so difficult abt typing 'Sry i cn't go' or 'ok'?&lt;br /&gt;If cost is the concern, erm imagine mine and multiply that by a magnitude of say what? 10?&lt;br /&gt;get the concept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the msg: i expect a reply when i sms u guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1400291874187829929?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1400291874187829929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1400291874187829929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1400291874187829929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1400291874187829929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/09/man-im-pissed.html' title='Man I&apos;m pissed'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7872326771953353758</id><published>2007-09-03T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:11:11.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!!!! The time for meeting up and renewing ties</title><content type='html'>I love the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope it is not because I get to go on a holiday to some place far, far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not because I get to get away from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't. It's just that I get to hang out with my friends with more time compared to sch days. I just went golfing with Yj and Leon. haha wasn't much, cause the range was gonna do upkeep frm 12-3. So we only had like 15 min. Still, a promise is a promise. I told Yj that we'd go during sept le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i kinda trashed leon in pool later la. Last time he and sam destroyed me in the Vs hostel. Lol at least now i can got him back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge aside, went out wif my tuitionmates on fri nite.(One day I'm gonna make u guys pay for the sms i used to keep u guys updated)... Took prata and photos. Lol can't believe their appetite was HUGE!!!! each ordered at least 2 pratas leh. I place an order for 1 and nearly couldn't finish. Bill came out to near 50..... Lucky teacher's day celebration = teacher 请客.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K lah, here's some photos taken over the last few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu9Z23sUEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9cGXbINhPms/s1600-h/IMGP1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105882854478073922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu9Z23sUEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9cGXbINhPms/s320/IMGP1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol everyone was distracted by pretty girl on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But handsome guys dun bother 'bout her, still look into the cam haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu-M23sUFI/AAAAAAAAACA/F6wC8gsV5pQ/s1600-h/IMGP1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105883730651402322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu-M23sUFI/AAAAAAAAACA/F6wC8gsV5pQ/s320/IMGP1209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K here's everyone lookin into the cam. By courtesy of Yi Hong's sis, Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Don't u guys see the brothers in arms at the back? literally in arms?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu7U23sUDI/AAAAAAAAABw/KsILJjcdA-M/s1600-h/IMGP1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105880569555472434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu7U23sUDI/AAAAAAAAABw/KsILJjcdA-M/s320/IMGP1205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die DiE DIE!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me laughing at teacher behind her back!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught on camera!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/RtvAI23sUGI/AAAAAAAAACI/8qfO1ymOgTk/s1600-h/IMGP1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105885860955181154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/RtvAI23sUGI/AAAAAAAAACI/8qfO1ymOgTk/s320/IMGP1212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Eh ! Dun try to bully my 小妹妹!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep your hands off my girl!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/RtvDFG3sUHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4jS2BaMobjQ/s1600-h/IMGP1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7872326771953353758?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7872326771953353758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7872326771953353758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7872326771953353758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7872326771953353758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/09/holidays-time-for-meeting-up-and.html' title='Holidays!!!! The time for meeting up and renewing ties'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rtu9Z23sUEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9cGXbINhPms/s72-c/IMGP1208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-2954373141145010687</id><published>2007-08-24T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:15:49.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey i posted!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yo if i said that i post on my blog regularly, would you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it's true. I just looked back at my blog post history and realised i have a tendency to post once every fortnight. (that's once every 2 weeks if u didn't understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am again, always having the feeling of being so ever lethargic (it's kinda contagious isn't it?) haha every few weeks, there are indeed many events to post about, just that i could never express my feelings. it's just different... I'd rather keep my views to myself and the experiences private.... It's kinda just seems alot nicer to do so, feelings just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's my personality... maybe that's why i have very few good friends....&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a chinese compre for my test today, and i came across this question(It's supposed to be in chinese) : With the advancement of technology, the overuse of hi-tech communication devices would cause one to miss the other more. do you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Qn was something like that. I became rather distracted and was kinda thinkin bout my best friend. The more i thuoght about it, i realised it was EXTREMELY different to talk to a person face to face than use a medium of communication. The feel isn't really there.... You can't feel the person talking to u, being there while u speak to him, hear his laughter, his frustrations, watch his face.... All of a sudden, I wish i was in VS again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this line in the compre passage: By sending your regards through sms/email/whatever, are you really sending your regards, or are you signalling him, telling him that you've not forgotten him yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your friends refuse to spare some time to meet up you, giving 'busy' as a reason, are they even your friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-2954373141145010687?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/2954373141145010687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=2954373141145010687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2954373141145010687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2954373141145010687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-i-posted.html' title='Hey i posted!!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1872170808994926727</id><published>2007-08-08T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:05:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simpson's movie</title><content type='html'>Watched the simpson's movie today. Was initially not very sure of it, cause it's a cartoon. Though surprisingly, it was rather amusing. You shlda seen the humour derived from each scene, mocking people and making the mickey outta everyone.  (I still liked that one: stuck between a rock and a hard place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the laughter and jokes (which were usually sadistic), it was indeed something that was nagging in the back of my head: the part where Bart was asking his neighbour(Ned Flanders) if he could spend the last day with him. Frankly, I'd say his neighbour made a good dad and did a good job taking care of his kids, showering them with sincere love. This was largely compared to Homer, who took his kid as some sorta normal person, not as his son, strangling him for the slightest mistake, daring him to do all kinda dangerous stuff. rather unhealthy. Then there was this part at the ending where Bart was so pleased with his father cause at least one person knew him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does lead one to think: how much love shld a parent shower on the child? and how far can a parents take a child as a friend and vice versa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1872170808994926727?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1872170808994926727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1872170808994926727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1872170808994926727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1872170808994926727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-movie.html' title='The Simpson&apos;s movie'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-2598813658453339378</id><published>2007-07-20T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:10:46.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister's keeper</title><content type='html'>I've just finished reading a book, the one where i couldn't get to borrow the whole of my sec 4 life. It was &lt;em&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/em&gt; by Jodi Picoult. Had always wondered about the contents of the book, with my wish to borrow and read it. Only to find a long waiting list of more than 10 pple. Obviously, I gave up and went to concentrate on 'O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hindsight, I really really wish I had never touched that book. It's too... unbearable. Kinda difficult to express myself here. Had never been able to express myself -_-"  Was one of the few times my heart was being greatly manipulated by a book. (&lt;em&gt;hey I kinda felt the needle poking into my bone to extract my bone marrow lah&lt;/em&gt;) Who ever knew that it wouldn't be enough, with the author playing around with the life of the poor little bed-ridden girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, the twist in the tale was not the usual i read. MOst had an ironic sense, moving towards a little humour. This one however, was not just sad... In fact, &lt;em&gt;depressing... &lt;/em&gt;I can't go on like this... emotions must never get the better of me.Sobz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey exams are round the corner. I really really hope I can get promoted and get twice my output w.r.t mid years. Went for the aerospace engineering thing today. Don't ever suggest me becoming an engineer. I'd rather lay my money for a teaching career.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-2598813658453339378?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/2598813658453339378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=2598813658453339378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2598813658453339378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2598813658453339378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My sister&apos;s keeper'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-5371353171333645458</id><published>2007-07-02T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:02:43.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settler's cafe</title><content type='html'>haha It's been a month since i last posted :P&lt;br /&gt;But who cares anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i just realised something about myself today, from playing at Settler's, during the game of gangs and mobs. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems I'd rather die helping a friend, than survive under control or influence from another.&lt;br /&gt;But hey! I saw lotsa pacts made today... Eg pact of steel ( I was being backstabbed by clarice, though i had no intention to take out her gang... Thx lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got the warsaw pact: Geraldine and me were like against the whole table. Hey that sounds like Germany and (what was that country? ohh nvm) in world war 2. haha i've a feeling you'd be able to guess the outcome :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mabel did an Uncle Sam... She went for the policy of..... (Die! I forgot my history le!!!)  Oh ya! Isolationaism.... Right! then until Geraldine's mob got wiped out while i was barely alive before she finally decided to help out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wanna kill Clarice and Daniel!!!! I wanted to do a Japan. Hara Kiri! My gang members were all lined up in the hit list.... Thx to the both of them, I got saved!! here's the catch.... They wanted to place me in the hitlist themselves..... Wah!!!! How could the both of you??!!!! Pick me out of a gutter only to drop me into another one!!!!! So heartless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-5371353171333645458?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/5371353171333645458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=5371353171333645458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5371353171333645458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5371353171333645458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/07/settlers-cafe.html' title='Settler&apos;s cafe'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-6843454352559527196</id><published>2007-06-06T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T11:30:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my photo??!!! where is it!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of a person for a long long time.... can't believe she was the same class with me for like 3 yrs in kindergarten.... Yet i didn't know her well then... So irritated..... Where's that group photo of us??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... Have been thinking of it throughout my sleep, on the bus ride, and almost every living moment now..... What a coincidence to meet now.... where's that photo lah!!!! cannot sleep le..... Wish I was able to go back in time... and make better friends with her lah..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-6843454352559527196?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/6843454352559527196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=6843454352559527196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6843454352559527196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6843454352559527196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-photo-where-is-it.html' title='my photo??!!! where is it!!!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-2814120926687065457</id><published>2007-05-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:27:52.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New events!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! fonally my blog page is back to normal le. Haha. Had a super gruelling day yesterday. Apologise in advance to those who was part of my wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started ytd with... 2.4!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great right?&lt;br /&gt;starting a bloody long day with the stupid run! run until the formulas i prepared for my tests later in the day all got jumbled up. My timing was was quite ok bah. confirm pass one. but hope for a C. Already kinda knocked outand winded. Then play abit of bball. Yeah i won the 2 other teams la. though they already studied the angle from which i shoot then can counter me so easilly...... Then came recess and Gp. wasn't much lah. I was kinda desperate, studying for my phy SPA. (told u fri was a super long day liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPA was surprisingly nto bad. I'd almost say easy. Made me study so much.... By then i already had a dull throb in my head lar! headache's setting in... 100 min in the phy lab... so enclosed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was the LAST PERIOD!!!!! PW. Which I used for taking math test, of 3 topics. pressure right??? haha i was cramping the formulas abt 2-3 min b4 the test started. OK lah. math test was ok. haha. jy was struggling like crazy. Just that last question i didn't have the mood/time/ability to tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. had to make up for test number 4! Phy make up test!!(I missed this one cause of SYF)&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It was like a mini J1 mjco gathering la! all the J1 mjco H2 phy students had to go thru... but so screwed in it. i took a look at the paper when it was given out and was laughing la. I can hand in blank script le! Took a look around me.... caught a few of my co mateys' eyes... then burst out laughing. :P:P haha. we died like siao lah! In fact i was like praying for erm erm.... at least 1 mark in the whole 25 mark paper. sigh MCQs were removed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay when you thought everything was over, here's whammer number 5: ELECTIONS. had to give a speech which i didn't even know until 3 min from my supposedly speech. so didn't put much effort into it lah. i KNEW the vothing was not gonna be fair.... the teachers shld pick a few candidates 1st b4 the rest voted. the plucked strings instrument was super imbar lah. obviously they would have more votes than us. They shld go by section percentage... sigh sigh... ok this obviously means i didn't get voted in. then my section got people form their own clique and DISCUSSED about votes. "Eh! vote for me hor! I help you also." "eh eh!! I got model answer, just follow" then got voted in... thanks lah.... the voting system is super wrong!!!! At least I knew i voted according to the person's ability...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at abt 6.50, I chionged from Pasir Ris to.................. Bukit Merah!!!!!! for chem tuition. had lesson till 9.30..... nearly died lah. headache was murdering me.... summore the stupid STUpid STUPID half equations.... I re-wrote like at least 5 times.  Finally called it a day... some day huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`eh i got selected for max meridian!!!! can't believe it!! my shuttle run! haha chao tyco. got the phone call only today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-2814120926687065457?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/2814120926687065457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=2814120926687065457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2814120926687065457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2814120926687065457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-events.html' title='New events!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7768451394464382380</id><published>2007-05-14T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:58:07.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K i give up on the stupid format problem my blog page is giving me. Hope this post appears on my blogsite. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad that SYF's over, can spend time chionging hw le. Still owe teachers hw la. got like god knows how much undone. Haha. mr gan have not returned my zhou ji yet. Bet he'll have smthing to say abt mine and jian yao's. haha. both of us were angry and upset lah, about our SYF. So convert the emotions to words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die le lah. This week got like&lt;br /&gt;5 TESTS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's excluding napfa!!!! Worse. My Physics SPA is like... after my 2.4 lah.... Can only pray hard for it le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm Also juz submitted my co exco nomination form. haha. hope that i get to become what i want. Well try get into exco 1st la. Plus congratz to yong jie on making the list for his H&amp;F interview. Nice one bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`for some reason, i feel that the guys are actually much much closer than the girls lah, comparing ever since after orientation. The girls arrr... sigh sigh. nvm dun wan say le. Chi test tmr.. Burning my chinese book and drinking its ashes. (Man3 du4 zi3 shue2 wen4) haha guess i'll cya guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ye CO... Hey val, thx for helping my write my testimonial :P:P   can't wait for co prac again.... ok that's an exxageration.... can't wait for co prac after i've finished all my tests and hw again.... Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7768451394464382380?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7768451394464382380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7768451394464382380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7768451394464382380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7768451394464382380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/05/k-i-give-up-on-stupid-format-problem-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-3659283053387960194</id><published>2007-05-10T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:07:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-3659283053387960194?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/3659283053387960194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=3659283053387960194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/3659283053387960194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/3659283053387960194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/05/syf.html' title='SYF'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-7739713581632593590</id><published>2007-05-02T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:19:47.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok here's what my friend posted.</title><content type='html'>Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: 4 whole faculties. One faculty to design the new bulb, one faculty to test it out, one faculty to market it and one guy to write a stupid E-mail about light bulbs.Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: The whole school. To compete with RJC.Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: The whole school. One student to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: None. They can study without light.Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: They're too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs.Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change light bulb??A: None. They'd use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: None. Only one teacher to tell them what a light bulb is in the first place and to demonstrate (how do you think they're able to change it for ACJC?)Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: They'd prefer it darker. *raises eyebrows*Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: None. Their physics is so bad that they make the male teacher cry.Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: They wouldn't bother.Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: None. They believe in praying for it.Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: None. They are still using oil lamps.Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a light bulb?A: Huh, what litebarbu...Q: Don't you guys wonder who wrote this?A: TJC!Q: How many TJC students does it take to change the light bulb?A: None. They think they are very bright already.Q: How many PJC students does it take to change the light bulb?A: Fuck the light bulb lah, the principal will do something about right barbs. Let's do 300 jumping jacks for not wearing the proper school attire.ERR.. Don't take it to heart okayZ? Yupps that's right!And those in other jcs are not as bad as you read.... Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-7739713581632593590?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/7739713581632593590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=7739713581632593590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7739713581632593590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/7739713581632593590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-heres-what-my-friend-posted.html' title='Ok here&apos;s what my friend posted.'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-6651184416047023396</id><published>2007-04-08T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:44:02.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY finally repaired com!!!</title><content type='html'>Apologise for not blogging for the last 2 weeks. I know its super long there are those who are dying to read my blog (eg. me :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to blog about, yet not enough time and space.... Lets start with.... CURSED CCA: CO combi Vball!!!! 5 days a week will be spent on cca for 1 whole month. I'm so gonna die. dunno how to catch up with all the work and stuff... Sigh sometimes SYF is really a chore. Wish that i would be allowed to do 2 CCAs at one go. pity co dun allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spekin' of which, MJCO crientation was juz yesterday! Had loads of fun there. Started with bits of intro by the J1s and abit of participation of J2s. Surprise Surprise!!! I found a girl who shared the same b'day as mine. cool eh? oh ya! her name's Serene! haha remembered names well le. though my face-name recognition is still rather bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK b4 this was.... Meridian Movie Marathon! Muz thank our chinese teachers for creating such a lovely event. All chinese movies, but at least had subtitles. Of 5, I only watched 2. Rob-B-hood and Silk. haha. Still love Jackie Chan's antics and moves in rob-b-hood. The movie i'd comment mroe is Silk. Initially thought it was some boring sci-fi movie. it was actually a horror one. plus it has a lovely storyline (unlike many many other horror movies). Still can't forget the screams in the hall when the boy turned his head suddenly while writing on the blackboard. (Anyone who looks in his eyes would be killed by the boy) Worse, there were hands coming out of a bowl of noodles a guy was eating. plus a face to match. I nearly died at that point. Contrary to many girls' belief, most of the guys slept through curse of the golden flower. Super boring. Couldn't take it and went to sleep. Turns out that cleavage is really not interesting, especially 2.5 hrs of it. Makes it so draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey gotta run. I'll update later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-6651184416047023396?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/6651184416047023396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=6651184416047023396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6651184416047023396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/6651184416047023396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay-finally-repaired-com.html' title='YAY finally repaired com!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1636945701222462098</id><published>2007-03-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:43:49.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimple OUTBReAK!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>owww!!!!!!! pimples started to sprout everywhere!!! All at 1 go!!! My FACE!!!! Wahaha..... super pain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now even my sis is poking fun at me. Meaning poking at my pimples for fun. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my new CG. Great to know u pple, wished i were with u people for orientation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1636945701222462098?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1636945701222462098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1636945701222462098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1636945701222462098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1636945701222462098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/03/pimple-outbreak.html' title='Pimple OUTBReAK!!!!!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1346077716009934235</id><published>2007-03-20T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:46:57.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation!!!</title><content type='html'>Whoo!!! 2nd day of orientation!!! MMM was rather fun. chiong around the whole of orchard road haha. people were looking at us as if we had started a demonstration against the government.:P:P Today was quite a nice day out with the M1 people. Cool batch yeah? Rather quiet at first, esp yesterday. Made me quite pessimistic initially. Thank god they were loads better as we managed to build up their spirits. (credits to JJ, Elai, me and afig) &lt;em&gt;I wonder where eileem went today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st station: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to the water wheel thingy. managed to do the puzzle rather well. (ya larh ya larh they are 4 H2 students. smart right?) okok. not much fun here actually. but this station was ok.... Then we met councillor mereith. grrrr. had to do smthing which wasted lots of our time. and SURPRISE! Triton appeared out of nowhere, right on our asses. arr nvm wun elaborate further&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHIONG to the second station!!!! Chinasquare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;China square!!! The walk from that water wheely to china square was...... INSANE ARRR Very long walk to china square. down the road of shenton way!!!! completed the station in like 7 min then CHIONGED to the next station. trying to get there in half hour. Next was the concourse lah. obviously cannot right.... then went to beach road food centre to eat. (DUN EVER EAT THERE. food SUCKS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;K lah sian le lah. tmr have wet and wild. i continue another time bah. psps very tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1346077716009934235?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1346077716009934235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1346077716009934235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1346077716009934235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1346077716009934235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/03/orientation.html' title='Orientation!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-5367721172601469127</id><published>2007-03-13T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:52:20.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Hols</title><content type='html'>Sigh I really really have nthing much to blog abt this march hols......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm had OGL mass dance prac ytd. Yay me!!! managed to master 2 of the dances le. Just that its very sad the 3rd dance i'm still having prob. Worse thing is, the 3rd dance is the couple dance.... sigh......... Good thing they finally excluded tokyo drift. Its standard is far from beginner lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dance i went out with a grp of OGL mateys for lunch (imagine eating lunch at about 4) Hell we were &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STARVED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Plus dancing on an empty stomach??? Killer man!!! The guys ordered a huge meal to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I was on a tight budget, plus a tight stomach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; So i paid like $3.45 for the add on of a soup and a drink. rest enjoyed their meals after abt 1 hr :P haha. Had exchange of jokes and stuff. can't forget the one afiq was talkin abt. the thing grew so long and smack on the face. Nvm no one would understand here. need action one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crushing..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went for co prac. Last time J2s were complaining j1s were freakin them out. Now's the other way round. My senior was like, placing her phy notes on one page of her scorebook and memorising whatever was on it while playing co music. Scary!!!! Can multi-task until like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr orientation in abt 6 days. YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-5367721172601469127?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/5367721172601469127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=5367721172601469127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5367721172601469127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5367721172601469127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-hols.html' title='March Hols'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1856642861345013195</id><published>2007-03-06T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T08:49:17.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Scorpio! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scorpios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the most intense, profound, powerful characters in the zodiac. Even when they appear self-controlled and calm there is a seething intensity of emotional energy under the placid exterior. They are like the volcano not far under the surface of a calm sea, it may burst into eruption at any moment. But those of us who are particularly perceptive will be aware of the harnessed aggression, the immense forcefulness, magnetic intensity, and often strangely hypnotic personality under the tranquil, but watchful composure of Scorpio. In conventional social gatherings they are pleasant to be with, thoughtful in conversation, dignified, and reserved, yet affable and courteous; they sometimes possess penetrating eyes which make their shyer companions feel naked and defenseless before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In their everyday behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they give the appearance of being withdrawn from the center of activity, yet those who know them will recognize the watchfulness that is part of their character. They need great self-discipline, because they are able to recognize the qualities in themselves that make them different from other humans, and to know their utterly conventional natures can be used for great good, or great evil. Their tenacity and willpower are immense, their depth of character and passionate conviction overwhelming, yet they are deeply sensitive and easily moved by their emotions. Their sensitivity, together with a propensity for extreme likes and dislikes make them easily hurt, quick to detect insult or injury to themselves (often when none is intended) and easily aroused to ferocious anger. This may express itself in such destructive speech or action that they make lifelong enemies by their outspokenness, for they find it difficult not to be overly critical of anything or anyone to whom they take a dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Being so gifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, they can find fulfillment in many employments. Their inner intensity can result in the ice-cold self-control and detachment of the surgeon, the concentration of the research scientist, and the heroism of the soldier. Any profession in which analysis, investigation, research, dealing with practicalities, and the solving of mysteries are relevant, can appeal to them. So police and detective work, espionage and counterespionage, the law, physics or psychology may attract them, and they can become masters of the written and spoken word. They may be most persuasive orators and find fulfillment as diplomats or preachers and, if they make the Church their profession, their inner intensity can express itself in the spiritual fervor of the mystic or the thaumaturgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scorpio individuals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are enigmatic, strong-willed, and passionate. People born under this sign are considered to be dynamic and extreme in their opinions. Scorpios need a positive avenue of expression in career, love, and creative achievement or their feelings turn inward, imprisoned, and at times even destructive. The positive aspect of Scorpio is their unswerving dedication once their emotions are engaged. The Scorpio energy, drive, and endurance are legend. Above all, the Scorpio seeks to give life a meaningful pattern, to find a deeper purpose. Controversially, Scorpios are ruthless enemies, they never forgive an injury and will wait years to get even. Scorpio is a fierce competitor, though often they manage to conceal this from others. Scorpios file away pieces of information, facts, names and don't hesitate to use what they know if the occasion arises. Astrologers forget to emphasize how loving, generous, kind, loyal, even the gentle quality of a Scorpio. A Scorpio never forgets a kind gesture and tries to repay it handsomely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many people don't believe in Astrology, and sometimes I find the horoscopes very vague in particular, especially when they say stuff like "Sometime this week you'll meet up with trouble.", but I like this line alot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"Scorpios are the most intense, profound, powerful characters in the zodiac. Even when they appear self-controlled and calm there is a seething intensity of emotional energy under the placid exterior."&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/37676739-1856642861345013195?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1856642861345013195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1856642861345013195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1856642861345013195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1856642861345013195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-scorpio-p.html' title='I&apos;m a Scorpio! :P'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1274451579309121989</id><published>2007-02-28T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:07:55.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CO prac was bloody sian....</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! Finally my web page can load le. Means can blog liao. paiseh for not updating for like so long....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was CCA day. went for co prac. the conductor was VERY luo suo lor. like old woman like that. lol i was sleeping on my erhu ;p :P Super tired. Jacob got a PSP... So nice..... He was playing during prac lor... can't blame him though. It managed to keep him awake... &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Smart conductor was stopping after each line to talk. Worse thing that he loves giving speeches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School day was relatively nice. Quite light. Just that the chem lecturer was freakin' fast going thru the H2 chem. She was not making sure if we understood what she was saying leh. More of completing a marathon in a specific amount of time. Well can only say good luck to my chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh!! Qahar wrote a love letter to Wun Ling leh... "hi tonight" LOL. jealous of him already lah... super popular, got voted as aOHL, has charm etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`&lt;em&gt;mus try to be an extrovert&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1274451579309121989?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1274451579309121989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1274451579309121989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1274451579309121989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1274451579309121989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/02/co-prac-was-bloody-sian.html' title='CO prac was bloody sian....'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-5859128997680433751</id><published>2007-02-19T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:20:57.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! Finally reached my blessed home!!! Spent like the past 4-5 hrs in the car while travelling from malacca to Sg. Plus the Jam across the causeway, whoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really enjoy my 1 day trip to malacca, partly cause travelling took up most of the time, plus that my fav chef had probably left my fav reastaurant. Sigh. Standard of the food has taken a drastic turn. Obviously anyone could tell the food was prepared by a lesser mortal, not by the hand of a master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the stuff they sell in malacca is no longer great. Can you believe I couldn't find any nice clothes to buy???(Obviously considering the price factor) Grrrr.... Plus my dad nearly got a ticket for going at 121 km/hr. Is that unlucky or what?&lt;br /&gt;Can't blog much about the trip... Sooo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-5859128997680433751?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/5859128997680433751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=5859128997680433751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5859128997680433751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5859128997680433751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/02/back.html' title='Back!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-8279296708998521844</id><published>2007-02-13T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:06:17.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence????</title><content type='html'>Yay!!!! My new blogskin is up!!! Special thanks to Mingyue for helping me out along the way, plus Clara who provided the basic format of the blog. Still chooing a blog song.... Lol just found out about 1 hr ago who my angel was :P  Ironically, I had already bought a small gift for my angel without knowing it (that she was my angel). Haha. Well happy Valentine's day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-8279296708998521844?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/8279296708998521844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=8279296708998521844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8279296708998521844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8279296708998521844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/02/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence????'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-5689769929273989723</id><published>2007-02-10T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:11:12.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bora's Bday!!</title><content type='html'>Had a Great day out last thursday, just before O lvl results were released, plus it was Bora's Bday! (He's that guy at the bottom left and looks Eurasian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029787630682490594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1lM357xuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4l2oDFNZLjk/s320/IMG_3039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out at about 5 after waiting for our lovely OGLs, E ling and Wen Yuan. Pity Angela could not come. Though it was comforting that Larre rushed over despite his tight schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to TM, (where i really really wanted to make the seoul garden boss bankrupt...) walked and waited for abit, plus arguing over where to go for dinner. Sigh, the girls were complaining seoul garden too ex.... plus pizza hut too fat.... So food court was a winner!!! (To my dismay though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Conan at TM. What luck. He's spending his day out with his TP pple. Glad to have seen him. or else I'd never have managed to meet up with my bf, Wai Wan. ** bf is best friend hor.... Dun anyhow think** Went up to the TM food court to chat with them and took a couple of shots. Must thank Wai Wan's classmate for taking pics :P. His TP classmates were quite a lively lot. Made me consider joining them for their run on friday morning at ECP. heh heh. K lah I had other intentions. jking only lah. Me not gonna intrude into ur activites. Heng sia... Got 3 guys in your class only. If got me, then can have 4 guys. :P become simei lor. Get it? Si-Mei? K nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029791238455019266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1oe357xwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yRD7clrGUX8/s320/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yup Wai Wan's the guy on the left. Hee Hee. With bits of 5-cent coin on his cheeks. Looks like cheetah right? Like smiling cat also.(Was that Cheshire? arr dunno how to spell lah) Conan's the guy on the right. looks like.......... wolf/dog. K more of wolf.... I'm in the middle.... errr Dunno how to describe myself. Ahh if u have any ideas how i look like, just tag! k? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then made my way to century square, the food junction there for dinner. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Never eat the claypot rice there!!!!! Its Freakin BLAND!!! PLUS BRING your water bottle or drop by 7-eleven for a slurpee hor. 1 can $1.50!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DAYLIGHT ROBBERY LAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lol playing with the colours damn fun right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We became damn bo liao while waiting others to finish their food. Then took out ez-links cards to compare pictures!!! Very funny. Everyone look so different!!!! Here's a sample:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1rBX57xxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/69O5RmdjBkQ/s1600-h/IMG_3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029794030183761682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1rBX57xxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/69O5RmdjBkQ/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1rWX57xyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2YbeZWKvmT8/s1600-h/IMG_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029794390961014562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1rWX57xyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2YbeZWKvmT8/s320/IMG_3043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Cannot see the particulars right? haha. Dun let u pple know they how old le. Esp got so many peadophile out there. (Ya lah I dunno how to spell lah can? Or was that the correct spelling???) Haha. You can like guess approximately who is who lor. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SPOILER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Wah Larre you damn heng leh! My camera flash reflected off your ez-link card. cannot see your face sia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K lah. After dinner, we went to open plaza. Went to the playground to have fun. Lol you could neve imagine how much fun 16-yr olds could get from playing in a playground in the dark. :P Hey did i just reveal their ages?? paiseh paiseh... K lah I won't post further about that night. Cause can malu lotsa pple. me included. :P:P:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ytd received my results. Dunno to be happy or sad. 1st I was looking all over my paper for my L1R5. Eh? Why dun have one? I asked my friends. haha. must count yourself one. Then I saw. WAH list of As!!!! Where's my Cs??? Dun have ahh??? OMG Dun tell me they never write my humanities results inside??? cannot be cannot be.... Got.... 2Bs. One for chinese one for Physics???? My science got a B???? sigh... Then look at my maths. YAY A1. and a A2.... AN A2!!!! what in the world??? I lost my A1??? for an A2??? WAHHHH My Amaths got A2.... Hmmm... The rest leh?? Eh? All A2s arr? Wait! where's my geog and HSS? A2??!!! English? Another A2!!! Wah so good arr? 5A2s!!! 1 A1.... sigh... arr nvm lah. not bad le. Quite elated!!! Though I hoped for more A1s. Wah Lao I missed 10 points. 10 looks so much nicer than 11 lor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many congratz to all my friends, who scored the same as i did. Plus Happy Valentine's Day! (My Valentine gonna get smthing special. Ok I'm exxagerating. But cause I'm happy!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-5689769929273989723?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/5689769929273989723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=5689769929273989723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5689769929273989723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/5689769929273989723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/02/boras-bday.html' title='Bora&apos;s Bday!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fCK23LXfrJk/Rc1lM357xuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4l2oDFNZLjk/s72-c/IMG_3039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-8315527186774905085</id><published>2007-02-03T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:41:06.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7.4!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Participated in a run today for Meridian Road Race. Never realised got so many fast runners.....  Got a very bad position 159 in a race of 4.3 Km. Stupid athsma... had to strike again.... Could do nothing but to bear with it... Curse the breathing, my legs could still support me one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... While running down the track, got this stretch the guys had to run extra, 1 round around the side just b4 the finish line. Like all others, we thought the line infront was teh finish line... All went to chiong, then reached the turning and started swearing," WAH LAO EH!!!! STILL GOT ARR!!! Damn Lah... I commit already!!!!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank quite a few people, cause of their encouragement, slight but very useful. 1st to Raj, next to Yi Feng and then to Pierre. Yup. Told me to continue. Surprisingly how a light pat on your back could give one strangth to continue running, even though your lungs scream for air and your legs feel as if they weighed a thousand tonnes. My timing for 4.3 was about 23-25min. I think. I'm not sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i got to go chiong work le.... Wah Mj give quite abit of hw and a number of projects lor...... Not easy to do and complete.... Praises to Timothy who's like some superman... Can finish most of the work and understand the concepts... While i'm still having probs with trigo.... Maths is no longer my best sub le... Oh ya did i mention i failed my econs??? Speakin' of which, Kudos to Miss Po, who ran 3.1 in like 15 mins plus plus..... With that cap and that sports jacket.... I could never tell she could run so well.... Reminds me strongly of my sister, cause of the way she teaches.... At 1st smile smile but when she goes at you, ask u question and u cannot answer.... Wah scary sia.... Another all-rounder... Have looks, brains, a Great personality and fitness.... How often do you see such a girl?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-8315527186774905085?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/8315527186774905085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=8315527186774905085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8315527186774905085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/8315527186774905085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/02/74.html' title='7.4!!!!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-2271338484352520988</id><published>2007-01-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:54:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you try to shoot me down.</title><content type='html'>hrrumph..... Now angered by something i read... No wonder why my efforts gone to waste... I MADE A GOD DAMNED HUGE MISTAKE.... &lt;em&gt;its a bloody insult to someone who had tried time and again to establish a close friendship, and where friendship was one of the MOST important thing in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is clear now. Its been staring at me in the face all this while. I've had enough. Really. That's too much. Now I'm not even willing to listen to an explaination and I"M PLENTY MAD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hear me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;For I'm PROUD to be a Victorian. the TOP autonomous BOYS' school around! and NOTHING. NOTHING u HEAR? could EVER beat THAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To someone whom I encourage to try going poly cause there are lots more of neighbourhood school kids there! U'll LOVE it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-2271338484352520988?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/2271338484352520988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=2271338484352520988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2271338484352520988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/2271338484352520988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-you-try-to-shoot-me-down.html' title='When you try to shoot me down.'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-1501102069389052831</id><published>2007-01-29T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:37:52.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesitations...</title><content type='html'>The closer I get, The more i feel, the more i understand, the stronger the feeling of being back to basics....    being just me......   I've been making a mistake for the past 1 month....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish there was a shell where i could hide in and just be reclusive.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, myself and my music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-1501102069389052831?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/1501102069389052831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=1501102069389052831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1501102069389052831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/1501102069389052831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/hesitations.html' title='Hesitations...'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-3679633188724951770</id><published>2007-01-26T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:04:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2 faces of Man</title><content type='html'>Greatly saddened, Greatly misunderstood and Greatly wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experienced the mean, Mean and pure MEANESS of sum1. Obviously not a close friend. Merely asked in the chem lab "Wah u still wearing sweater, not warm meh?" The answer was 'Is that ur problem?', in a tone that implied: Get lost! You are too lousy for me to speak to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got freakin' pissed. Leading to the super clumsiness in the lab, knocking the bottle of methyl orange and a conical flask into the wash basin. Thank god they didn't break. At least someone up there had maybe understood my feelings..... my frustrations.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At leaast, I learnt today about rumours circulating me. No wonder why I'm being avoided like a plague, cause people believe that I'm with someone (One of the reasons I've always preferred to go solo)  Ok. Here it is: I have NO feelings or ANY intentions to go into a relationship of some sort with ANYONE. The only thing I've looked for and tried to establish is a close friendship, for both mutual help and support. At least now I know that one of those I'd chosen is a wrong candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Before I end off, I have to apologise to Johnathan and Kwan Loong for my attitude during the egg-drop. And thanks alot for not getting so worked up and throw me aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I'm only human&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-3679633188724951770?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/3679633188724951770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=3679633188724951770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/3679633188724951770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/3679633188724951770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/2-faces-of-man.html' title='The 2 faces of Man'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116939024302864791</id><published>2007-01-21T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:37:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool!!!!</title><content type='html'>Quite eventful this weekend. Tutorials pilling up on me..... And the saddening thing is that, MY BEST SUB HAS BECOME A DIFFICULTY!!!!!!!!!!! Could only answer like 2 out of 6 questions. And still trying to find smthing to bring on monday to rpesent to the class.... Still cannot decide what to bring.... Did not go for the outing on Saturday due to monetary constrainsts and the fact that i've already spent the day before out with a few close friends, Wee Kee, Kl and Limin. Though there are other good friends too, I'll probably go out with u guys next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri afternoon, after giving Larre his B'day card (it was GIGANTIC, partly because we did not want him to keep it in his bag, but to carry it around with him). Signed by many of the M3 people. Then we took a train to Eastpoint. Told my friends that i didn't see what's so interesting at eastpoint and my viewpoint still have not changed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed into my jeans and shirt, lending Wee Kee my outer layer. Pity he did not have the pants and wasn't allowed to join us in pool... So he walked around the mall alone (feel sry about that) while the 3 of us took an hour game. Hell I can't play pool. Missed like 80% of the shots. At least, while i could not score, I played deny (those who dotaed might understand what i meant:P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Finally went out of the arcade. I tried time crisis 3 before i left. Wanna cry le. I really lost most of my dodging skills. Reaction turned slow liao. Then we proceeded to Old chang Kee for a light snack. I chose a Kiddy meal 2(Yeah the guys were laughing at me lorh... Its only food right?) For 3.50, to get a cup of lime juice and a respectable meal of fish and chips, I'd say its totally worth it!   Haha. I shoulda videoed this part. Limin dropped her spoon into her bowl of soup, where Wee Kee offered to get her another despite her protests. Which upon getting it, he promptly dropped it...... Back into the bowl of soup.............. Still laughing at the thought of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity Gao Min could nto join us and went off for The Tp open house. We were abt to leave when she called. Guess I'll see you some day. Gdbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116939024302864791?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116939024302864791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116939024302864791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116939024302864791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116939024302864791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/pool.html' title='Pool!!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116911139012771846</id><published>2007-01-18T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:09:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of solitude</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm.... Spent the day almost in solitude, 'cept for a little conversations from friends and classmates.... Not very nice.... I can't be an avoider le.... Doesn't really work in Jc....  Tiring day and schedule made it worse.... Maybe I should try to be the blender.... maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent $9 on a black shirt. Design was beautiful.... Chose an extra large one though... It's not that I'm fat! Just a little on the tall side. Went PE today, ran 4 rounds. Lovely run, thuogh tiring after not running for like 3 months.... Worse, we(the guys), had to try do pull ups.... ALL of us required assistance for like 10 pull ups. Besides, had to do 40 push ups and 40 crunches. Neck very stretched...... I'm sure almost all the class have entered ARMSTRONG club le... And suddenly I feel that  I don't wanna go for the Mj college road race, even though its 3.8km, 1km lesser than my VS cross country. heh, I did 4.8KM in 28 min....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going out tmr with my OG. Oh ya. My congrats to the chairpeople: Timothy and Hafiy. I'm sure you two would make a great team! And (hopefully) dedicate ur time and effort to the class. Cheers! (I'm still with the PE job... Have a feeling that its a rotation system, not fixed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116911139012771846?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116911139012771846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116911139012771846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116911139012771846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116911139012771846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-of-solitude.html' title='Day of solitude'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116902469257274481</id><published>2007-01-17T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:33:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day much?</title><content type='html'>Oh man.... Seriously..... I can't believe I did that......... So much for a little teasing and joking..... And just 2 weeks into school..... Freakin' embarrasing and awkward lah..... I'd rather clock up 50 forfeits than ever doing that again..... At least its a Great load off my mind......... Oh my Oh my.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116902469257274481?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116902469257274481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116902469257274481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116902469257274481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116902469257274481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-day-much.html' title='Bad Day much?'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116885284886600348</id><published>2007-01-15T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:20:48.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah girls are turning violent</title><content type='html'>Today, I saw a violent display of girls. Whack people like free one.... Eg no. 1-- Took a candid photo of Yu Ling. Was really really amusing. Such photos come only like once in 20 shots. Got whacked for it.. -__-"         (You are lucky i trusted you and &lt;em&gt;believed &lt;/em&gt;that you would not delete the photo. Big mistake lending you my camera. So cunning.... Or else that photo would be up here le.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg no. 2: Gao Min. "Wah! Everytime you say want to take photos, then you give me 1 whack on my arm. 3 times in school le leh. Now whack me again. 4 times le&lt;em&gt;!" Johnathan. &lt;/em&gt;Lol. Poor Johnny became a victim of hits....  Lol Gao Min seemed really affected by Timothy.... cannot stop laughing, like kena laughing gas one..... She tried VERY hard to suppress herself. But when Wee Kee went up to her, looked at her, and said, 'Laugh!'. She went bonkers again....... another common customer of woodbridge hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final example: My sis. When I reached home, my sis asked, 'Oi! Where's my lunch!!!!!! Told you help me buy le nvr help me!!!!!!'  &lt;em&gt;I swear she told me nevermind le over the phone lor....&lt;/em&gt; Then she started her fav past time..... Tryin to chew on my arm..... Lol I jerked my arm and hit her squarely to her face..... 2nd &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; mistake..... She smiled her evil smile that nearly all older siblings had for their younger siblings then started playing mercy with me...... Wah hand damn pain.... She was like twisting it and when she knew I was in pain, then whack me in the face..... repeated action like about 5 times........ No fair lor..... Girls are sooo violent one........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... My grief is actually not of being whacked..... But of the splitting of Miranda-3. Real sad to see that happen. &lt;em&gt;Guys! Even though we may no longer be together, our spirits would still merge as one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116885284886600348?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116885284886600348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116885284886600348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116885284886600348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116885284886600348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/wah-girls-are-turning-violent.html' title='Wah girls are turning violent'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116865865909542663</id><published>2007-01-13T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T11:24:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell.... When the bad questions are being asked.</title><content type='html'>Ok....... One of the disadvantages of being in a mised school, and when u get past 16. The pple there (regardless guys or girls), start asking u "Eh! You got crush on any one in sch anot!" &lt;em&gt;(Kwan Loong) &lt;/em&gt;How I the world am I supposed to answer THAT question??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they make GReaT friends, providing lotsa humour and fun while we are together (yes, I too am sad that M3 is splitting up. WAH!!!!!). But to reveal yourself and your true feelings is abit overboard le lor. Summore was the target of a matchmake..... Where I was suggested of being gay/in love with like 3 pple........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah can't talk much... Convo going on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116865865909542663?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116865865909542663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116865865909542663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116865865909542663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116865865909542663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/hell-when-bad-questions-are-being.html' title='Hell.... When the bad questions are being asked.'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116834655964621498</id><published>2007-01-09T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:10:57.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, exhaustion, verge of fainting. What's next? I know! Holding on!</title><content type='html'>Wow. Jc education was not as easy as it seems.... Thought it was like sec 4 edn. Turns out to be relatively cheem. Lessons started in Mj, with all leassons giving a kinda brief intro to their subject/expectations (wah their talks take like 30 min, leaving only 20 min for teaching).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was surprisingly difficult and demoralizing. Started with a pop quiz. Hell........ i nearly failed. Shocking.... Then the waves of attacks ensued, with new formulas and weird methods (took me some time b4 i finally understood what juggling method or cover-up rule was). Hopefully a little practice shld be able to help me out here.&lt;br /&gt;Next was the chem. Wah the teacher so fierce and hiong one......... Scary subject. So many new definitions. Must memorise!!!! Or else like O lvls liddat... Define an element (1) Define a compund(1). Lucky the formulas are simple.&lt;br /&gt;Econs didn't seem difficult yet. (and i re-emphasize the YET) Chances are it would be difficult to score. So far we only went through common definitions and terms. Arrr had to go for choir auditions. Obviously I didn't make the grade. (Thank goodness. No offense pple but i really can't sing and dun wanna join choir). Wee Kee got in. HAHA, how unexpected. Started calling him by his new name................ WeeKee Martin!!!!!!! (Does that sound familliar? Like the singer of She Bangs? or maybe Livin' La Lida Loca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing my CCA tomorrow. Gonna try join MJCO. Hope they accept me. Does anyone realise that Mj seems to prefer dancers and singers over other sorta talents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis is chewing on my arm.................... oww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116834655964621498?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116834655964621498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116834655964621498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116834655964621498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116834655964621498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/tired-exhaustion-verge-of-fainting.html' title='Tired, exhaustion, verge of fainting. What&apos;s next? I know! Holding on!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116817815879011903</id><published>2007-01-07T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:46:12.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation was fun!!! and cool!</title><content type='html'>Campfire's burning........ Burn, burn, burn, burn!!!&lt;br /&gt;Campfire's burning........ Burn, burn, burn, burn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I modify this to become.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look in the mirror...... Burnt! Burnt, burnt, burnt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mjc Vincitore orientation has ended, with lessons starting tomorrow. I've become sorta roasted. (check out the skin colour b/w my upper arm and lower arm. Its like roasted chicken and white chicken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was great fun, spent the 1st day doing............. lotsa paperwork. Though I've got to say, their ice-breakin' games to make us know each other better wasn't really successful. Also partly due to the time constraint lah. Went learning the cheers of my house Miranda.(Cool!! love the black colour. Lucky I wasn't in Callisto,Triton or Atlas. I've got no green, blue or yellow shirt. Wait I DO have yellow shirts. VS PE shirts shld fit too)   The school song was nice, more of a pop song compared to other JCs. 1st day was mainly spent on learning lah. School song, cheers, erm..... VMV, etc. Went home exhausted. Slept like a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nicer day. hmmm what did we do on day 2....... One of the ill effects of not posting regularly..... Oh yes. Went for MMM. Or was it M to the power of 3? Some kinda amazing race around the area in the east. Was quite warm, both the weather and the group mates. Took a bus to tampines for the 1st pit stop, walked to the second in Simei, and took lunch at EastPoint. Guys (means both girls and boys) are quite clever to solve most of the puzzles at each pit stop. eg hangman-- did 2 out of 3 without losing any one man. Pity that led to our incompletion. We were too afraid to use the lifelines. Grrr the english. Dumblebore's name HAD to have 5 words in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I still can't forget what E ling was saying when the grp of us were making our way to the 2nd pit stop. While walking past a playground, she was telling timothy not to look up.(There was a sec sch uniformed girl sitting on the playground, oblivious to her exposure. Not gonna go into specifics) By human instinct, timothy went to look. HAHAHA was damn funny. E ling was sighing, "All the boys the same one. Don't have one decent fellow." timothy was like very awkward. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our 3rd pit stop, we were playing.......... (what name was that game? I can't rmb) I still can't figure out how we managed to guess pikachu. Wasn't much of a help in these guessing games. Maybe my brain was plain lazy and refused to respond. Pits stop 4 was our final stop (cause we ran out of time... AGAIN!) My OG was supposed to cross a distance while squeezing on 3 small pieces of cardboard. Summore have to do cheers on the way.(HATED that callisto MOVE IT one. How the hell were u supposed to maintain ur balance while freeing ur arms) Teamwork was present in my OG, helped each other out. Like when sum1 was saying 'Whoa!!!!' (that naturally means he was gonna fall in the next 3 secs) one of us would be swinging an arm over his chest like a seatbelt. At the end of it, the boys had to (sigh) stay in pumping position for the girls to crawl under for full marks at that station.... Arms were abit tired on the hot ground. Lucky for us, the girls were relatively small + short. Or else sum1 may start playing london bridge is falling down. When we got up, got checked for injuries... LOL fear was like crossing Angela's face (Must have thought my palms were cooked by the ground. Not many know that the soles of my plam and feet were red. Well I just one of the lucky few in every 100,000 babies who get this thing) Thx fer yer concern but i'm really, really alright. Rushed back by bus with 2 minutes to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: WET GAMES!!! WHOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Morning was spent with our beloved principal to test our knowledge of Mj's vision, mission and values. While late morning was spent playing games and getting drenched. Loved battleship. Team 1(my team) had 1 casualty while we destroyed the other team. Another game i enjoyed was capture the flag. teamed up with Larre (Another friendly OGL) for the 3-legged CTF. Good tactic and teamwork made it not much of a challenge. 1st 2 teams were to move as fast as possible to grab the flag (baton) and watch for each other's backs, and to help the flag bearer take bullets (actually they were just waterbombs) so that they would not need to drop the flag. Formed a wall of china as defense while moving back to base. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in school to wait for the campfire. Didn't have enough time to get home and bathe. Damn the bus. took 20 min to arrive. Lucky I brought extra clothes, which are just enough to cover me on the outside..... Was stuck in the singing group in campfire night. What a chore to sing in the afternoon. Half of me was sleeping while the other half tried my all-time favourite song, We're all in this together (from high school musical). By night, skits from each house was very enjoyable. Lucky i was slept in the afternoon, even though it was partially sleeping. Gave me adequate energy for cheering and dancing. OGLs tried their HARDEST to get us 'high'. Haha and my VS-mates from Miranda 5 were downing swigs after swigs of root beer and cheering their hearts out. They even started leading Miranda to run 1 whole round around the campfire. They were just short of carrying someone on their backs and carrying a flag while running. Lol. The wildness of victorians become little tamer in the presence of girls. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home early that night after dinner at macs/mac. I still can't see the difference. Reached  home at about 11. Well, T'was a well spent 3 days of fun. I wanna try be an OGL in the next orientation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116817815879011903?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116817815879011903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116817815879011903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116817815879011903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116817815879011903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2007/01/orientation-was-fun-and-cool.html' title='Orientation was fun!!! and cool!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116748206319832422</id><published>2006-12-30T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:34:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Party</title><content type='html'>Finally!!!! They have left!  Stayover pals went at noon, where one went off earlier for tuition. Had been planning for this BBQ/stayover for like 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought food, drinks etcetc, all from malaysia (well most of them) costed me almost a bomb. yesterday, I spent the morning tidying up my house. (that's not an easy job you know to zhao dai u guys) Planned to meet up at 10 at bedok, then the whole morning was spent on waiting for each other.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. finally there are people who understand why i don't like walking to school, or the east coast park. Many say, 'Oi... U damn lazy leh..... School so close still dun wanna walk!' Actually it seems very near, but when u walk, u can see the length of the full track. (I bet i used to walk like 1.2km from sch to home almost everyday) Dunno who went to say ECP is jut a 5 min walk from my home... Made her complain so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to the bikes/skates shack to rent them. spent $12 for mine.... while others paid $8 for a pair of skates for 2.5 hr. Just because my feet were bigger than others, and was a size larger than 9. On hindsight, I shoulda rented a bike. Cheap, and not as torturous. We (mainly 80% andersonians) made our way towards the west of ECP. Most of the skaters were struggling (eg. me) while those who took bikes were better off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Casualty No.1&lt;/em&gt;: Layjia&lt;br /&gt;She went sprawling to the ground, though there seems to be no obvious cause. Probabaly lost her balance. Not like i tio like how many seeds and sticks on the ground. One bad cut on her left elbow left her howling, cursing and swearing for a change from skates to a bike. She began sharing a double bike with Jode(I used to think her name was Jodi). Chao lazy lor.... And speaking of which, Jode seemed to have changed alot, not like the skinny girl with that ponytail tied behind her. She sorta became kinda heavyweight le and her hair's kinda..... brown? "No Lah!!! I swim alot and the chlorine changed my hair colour" May be true, or may not be true... But we all know the answer :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2hrs later:   &lt;/em&gt;Took off my skates even though I had another half hour on them. Could barely stand. Leg muscles could not support me. Wah damn tired and pain!!!! Drowned myself under swigs and swigs of ice-cream soda. Had lotsa fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were reaching the rental shack, I was like "YAY!!! I'm gonna make a run for it!!! I can't stand to be in these skates any longer!!" so i began speeding up. Weiting just had to say "Eh, If u fall arr.... I'll be laughing my ass off..."  5 seconds later, I found myself sprawled on the ground............  '__'         ;'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah i stop here first. I'll continue this after i receive all the photos, and maybe talk abt the night events in my next post.              to be continued..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116748206319832422?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116748206319832422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116748206319832422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116748206319832422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116748206319832422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/12/lovely-party.html' title='Lovely Party'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116679842749459984</id><published>2006-12-22T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:05:23.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last vjco prac</title><content type='html'>Decided today not to go with my parents for the second part of the malacca trip. The environment simply wasn't there. Also had other 'pull' factors, like vjco prac today, and english tuition on sunday. So i spent the day at home, playing with what i could lay my hands on. (Friend sent me a computer version of pokemon yellow + I found THE OFFICIAL POKEMON HANDBOOK while clearing my room). Lol bet you don't have that wai wan :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Lucky i decided to come for co prac in place of having vacation, cause i had no idea it was going to be my last. Felt really sad during the 3.5 hour there (The extra half hour was a free bonus by their instructor). Still, I tried to play as best as i could before i disappear from the minds and sight of the people there. (If you are reading this, i'm missing u guys already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite touched during the prac, firstly when i told clayton that i could not make it into the jc, where he still gave me the feeling that he had wanted me and xian kai to be there with the other sec 4s and him, aside from wishing all of us merry christmas. Next was the vjco instructor, Mr Goh i think, hope i got his english surname right,(it was wu lao shi) saw me struggling with the fingering of the score plus direction of the bow. Then he asked me to borrow and copy the score of Joshua, 1 of the seniors. It was as if they had already accepted me into their circle and had expected me to stay on. getting abit emo now as i type this.... actually VERY emo le, withholding my tears.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll stop here first. Thanks lots for everything, regardless who u are....&lt;br /&gt;I know this post can't convey my feelings but, at least, i know what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116679842749459984?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116679842749459984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116679842749459984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116679842749459984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116679842749459984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-vjco-prac.html' title='Last vjco prac'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116662700803050991</id><published>2006-12-20T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:03:28.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from a short trip..... in preparation for another short trip</title><content type='html'>Just got back from malacca for a short rest. I'm leaving again on the 22nd and will be back by sunday. 4got to bring my camera along so shots could be uploaded maybe on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Eragon in malaysia for 9 ringgit (relatively cheap compared to singapore's ticket prices, even though it does not have the comfort of vivocity). Out of a rating of 5 stars, i'd only give it a 2. The 1st star would be attributed to the author who wrote the trilogy, cause it takes lotsa effort to write and publish a book. The 2nd star would be the beautiful scenery taken by the cameraman, even though it still does Not beat that in Lord Of The Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes that bad part: &lt;em&gt;CONCEPT&lt;/em&gt;.   "If dragons had ever existed, they would be the most powerful and intelligent (I seriously doubt their intelligence are second to humans) creatures on earth. Why in the World would they be willing to do the bidding of the teeny-weeny mammals called homo-sapiens?" &lt;em&gt;wai wan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This is followed by the storyline, which is quite simple. And Oh Yes!!!! One more thing. Did the show have to be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; revealing from the start? I mean, we ALL know that the blue rock is a dragon egg. And we ALL know that the young boy was gonna be a dragon rider that could fight and obviously, defeat evil. You see? half the story is already summarised into 2 sentences!&lt;br /&gt;The other thing about the show was...... IT WAS FREAKIN' SHORT!!!!! it HARDLY touched the 1.5 hour mark. They must have had a lack of funds to produce a short film, with not many famous actors and actresses and had to use nature to back the film up. Lucky for them, the cameraman was decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, movie review's over. Have been kept busy with planning of an OBS outing cum BBQ on the 29th. Bought food, drinks and snacks....... Now what could i do with the east coast beach? Not easy to think of activities along the beach.... Sigh, back to brainstorming....    &lt;em&gt; Hey what are ye guys doin' here? Reading my thoughts?!!! SHOO!! They are private!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116662700803050991?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116662700803050991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116662700803050991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116662700803050991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116662700803050991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-short-trip-in-preparation.html' title='Back from a short trip..... in preparation for another short trip'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116624541469130489</id><published>2006-12-16T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T13:03:34.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of emotion</title><content type='html'>OK.... I managed to get a place in meridian. May get to see some of u there, though i don't see why some are so happy to get into TP. Many of my primary sch classmates are going Tj, while i'm also surprised that some of them went to unexpected Jcs. I really thought i was one of the weakest in the 6k class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, my aims for going VJ-Tj has not diminished. Maybe i'll get to go after 1st 3 months. And no i'm not gonna appeal for PAE. Cause if i get accepted into Tj, i'll have a moral obligation to stay there. So.... probably not:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that many who were aiming to go Vj end up in Tj. While those aiming for Tj end up in MJ.  Arrr i still can't decide. maybe i should go appeal? though chances of entering may be slim. And the risk of getting kicked in March would be high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116624541469130489?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116624541469130489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116624541469130489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116624541469130489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116624541469130489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/12/lack-of-emotion.html' title='Lack of emotion'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116590593898233523</id><published>2006-12-12T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T14:47:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness and worriness</title><content type='html'>2 more days before the results of the 1st 3 months JC application are released. The worriness of not being able to enter VJ begins to plague me. Ohh I have even lost the enjoyment of playing computer games or watching Tv..... At least, the lost of appetite would be able to slim me down a little. &lt;strong&gt;OH Why didn't i write VJ arts into my JAE applcation!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Its so late to regret. Maybe the only thing left to do is to pray, hard&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago, I had this thinking... If i don't get into &lt;em&gt;Vj&lt;/em&gt; for the 1st 3 months, I might be able (if i'm lucky) to spend my 3 months in &lt;em&gt;Tj&lt;/em&gt;. Then i could have a 4 point buffer for both &lt;em&gt;Vj &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Tj, &lt;/em&gt;by compiling bonus points for affliation, CCA, and 1st 3 mths. Safe bet wouldn't u say? So I placed my choices in the JAE, with my target for &lt;em&gt;Tj &lt;/em&gt;and a lucky bonus as &lt;em&gt;Vj.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this thinking of mine (yes I was consoling and calming myself at that time) was majorly altered after I'd attended the vjco camp (&lt;em&gt;ref. previous post&lt;/em&gt;). Now I ReAlLy, rEaLlY want to enter &lt;em&gt;Vj&lt;/em&gt; for&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;my 1st 3 months. I'm even willing to take on the arts stream (though u guys know very well my humanities are always dragging my grades down) just to be granted entry into &lt;em&gt;Vj&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better not talk to much. In case the irony gods come and hammer me on the head, by posting me to maybe Mj, SA, Cj or even NY. Well good luck to all of ye on the results of your PAE application (though I'd need it more than u guys do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Just changed my blogskin, or rather, just the background. Comments shall be fully appreciated, and gracefully accepted. And here's one of the lovely songs i listen to. pls wait for it to load.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116590593898233523?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116590593898233523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116590593898233523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116590593898233523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116590593898233523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/12/sadness-and-worriness.html' title='Sadness and worriness'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116567097746668885</id><published>2006-12-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:38:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VJCO camp WHOO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just returned from VJCO camp today (I know i doubt i can enter VJC but i'll try 'ard) Really enjoyed myself for the last 3 days in my group which we niknamed &lt;em&gt;'jelly'&lt;/em&gt;, among us are 3 other grps of &lt;em&gt;'vivo', 'cream' and 'oreo'. &lt;/em&gt;Sounds like an assortment of food but could anyone notice that their initials form VJCO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached VJCO a little late, abt 9.05(hee hee, lucky clayton was much later than me). The number of sec 4s who attended wasn't great, abt 3-4 from each sch of chong cheng, St' NIcks, more from DHS and VS. Got sorted into our groups with the J1s. On hindsight, I was actually glad I was the ONLY vs guy in my group, and that had included the participation of the J1s. Jelly had(x-cluding the chong cheng guys cause they came for like only half the camp and was more diff to remember) 3 guys and 5 girls. The 1st thing i did when i was sorted into &lt;em&gt;jelly&lt;/em&gt; was staring dumbly at 1 of the seniors, Si Hua(correct me if i'm wrong). Wah!!! There was a great and unthinkable resemblence to a primary school classmate, Mei Hui. Chances are, that they could have been sisters (especially when i found out on the second night that Si Hua had also attended MBS). I've not got round to asking her yet though. The frozeness b/w our group was partially melted thanks to the efforts of Jolie and Si Hua by their enthusiasm and if i may say, egoistic.(Jolie was making up a cheer, 'J is fer Jolie! J! O! L! I! E!' x2.' Plus the sugegstion that the group name to be.... yup! u guessed it. JOLIE!)&lt;br /&gt;We spent the morning in the music room, playing many ice breaking games, where the losers did forfeits. (Clayton did 7 wonders of the world with i 4got who le, while johnathan was shouting "&lt;strong&gt;hand to inner THIGH!&lt;/strong&gt;" LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took lunch and returned for a short practise for 2 hrs, 1-3. After that, it was time for station games. They'd included twister, mini-wind soccer, drinking from a straw from a height of 2 meters(u have to make ur own super long straw), among many others. Of them, twister was my favourite! Could still remember it well, the curses by the group(Oi!!!! We aren't contortionists leh!), threats by kok jun("Si Hua!!!!! I'm going to throw you down the building!!!!"), the shrieking and laughing of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the mini-soccer game. Jelly vs Vivo! The girls played first where my team secured a 2-nil lead by half-time (lucky we have a number of dizi players). Then they were subsituted for the guys to play in the second half.("WAH! Zuang Yuan became bai fa mo nui!") Vivo guys had a suona player, Handoko and a sheng player, Kenneth. So u could understand the strength of our opponents Qi. My 1st blow, literally, blew me away. The flour which was holding the ping-pong ball in place blew in our faces, the flinch was mainly due to the eyes. Luckily for us, we only conceded 1 goal, though my attempts at shooting were mainly close calls which bought us some time for a defensive counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain's ball was fun too, with me being a defender. The only Cap i could not handle was Elroy who seemed to have an extraordanary ability to catch high balls 1 M radius, 360 degrees. It proceeded with other games, a little less enjoyable then those i mentioned b4 practice at night where I went home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, washed and showered b4 taking a walk to VJ. On reaching, realised i didn't bring slippers for wet games later in the day, and a mug for drinks after meals. Ran home to grab them, like a 1.6km run. Reached there sweaty..... "__". Didn't need to play wet games to get wet. Went on with a 2 hr practice in the late morning followed by lunch and another round of self-prac. Many became bored by 2 while the vs guys came together for attempts to play songs like qing dian, chun jie, mei gui hua cai long chuan etc etc... wet games preparation at 2.45. Wear black shirts(for obvious reasons), shorts and slippers or go barefooted. Unlike the VS one, not all the water bombs were used to throw wildly at people. played a wet version of captain's ball. target was to make ur opponent's captain as wet as possible. My shots were painful, but not wet..... and the opponent's Cap, Joel, was great at dodging shots. Naturally, we lost. Then we played Hai Tai Quan. Was my second time playing it. Surprise, surprise!!! I was actually good at it. Won at least 5 of my opponents each round before getting done in. Lol. Wee Ho tried to play a good guy and switched sides, protecting and supporting our grp, Si Hua. Then he tio Johnathan splashing him with the cups of water actually intended for Si Hua. Real funny + ironic. Guess who was the one who actually kept making her drenched.Wee Ho!!!! De mastermind.(And she was one of, if not most, drenched person during the games)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to the parade square for a BBQ cum campfire. We had wanted to go to the ECP for a BBQ but could not book any pits. Played bridge for about half an hour while waiting for a fire. Crowding around the flag poles, ghost stories were told. Each from different schools, different history. The fear among us escalated, especially when the chong cheng told their stories. Oh man!! I was freaked. I was pretty scared and was actually considering going home to my comfy bed after a comfy bath. Sick, lame and horror stories filled the air. Then "&lt;strong&gt;BOO!"&lt;/strong&gt; Wee Ho had sneaked behind us. Giving us the fright of our lives. I was pretty scared myself(Though I could still remember Si Hua screaming for a good 3 seconds which could be heard from the other end of the parade square) The BBQ wasn't about much food, all of us ate but little. It was the stories and experiences shared by many provided the environment for fun and laughter that night, not the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past midnight, we began to clear the BBQ area of trash and began washing up. Some of us, including me, was asking for people to accompany us to the bathing rooms at the far ends of the sports building. Horror stories still filled our minds and seemed impossible to let go of. Did not help that the route there was dimly lit while some areas had no lights at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after our showers, we went to the music room for an extremely late night movie. While waiting for the girls (as they take AGES to put on make-up and make themselves presentable) we played truth or dare. Completed about 2 rounds before the girls  poured in. Of all times, THAT was when i became a victim of the game. Some timing it was..... The dare was: They wanted me to go tap the shoulder of one of the girls which I liked among them. The truth was: Just tell them which girl I liked best in that room. Not much of a choice huh? Lucky they decided to let me off. And No! I'm still not gonna state here which one I liked best.&lt;br /&gt;Girls wanted to watch Ice Age 2 (The squirrel sooooooooo cute). While the guys were in 2 minds about which show to watch. Even 40-yr old virgin was considered by both parties. Thank god there were some (Zi Zao) who managed to convince us not to watch by describing the starting part of the show.(He'd already watched it on a plane and told us it was full of ***) Finally Constantine was chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show at about 4.30 am, we went to bed. I slept at about 5. Was quite difficult to sleep on the chairs and tables with a stone cold floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep well, woke up at 7.00, 7.30, 8.00, 8.30. Breakfast of bread at 9. At 9.45, we had to go pack our stuff and re-arrange the tables and chars in the classrooms which we slept in, and assemble in the music room by 10. Naturally, the guys finished first as they did not have a hundred and one bottles of nail polish and stuff. In the music room, we played truth or dare again while waiting for the girls. Once again, I became the victim of the game the moment the girls poured in. (Sounds familliar?) Congratz to me, some great timing..... Luckily, today's question wasn't as difficult as yesterday's. 'Which girl did you think was the prettiest in VJCO?'. yup. wasn't difficult to answer, though there were a number of them.(I'm still not gonna state my answer here even though I'd revealed it there. There's a chance some of them may be blog-hoppers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the bidding for prizes bagan. We were supposed to use points we'd earned over the last few days to bid for prizes. Words can't describe the fun it provided. Jelly was lucky to have bidded for most of the better items successfully. Had merci chocolate, candy sticks and many more. I managed to win a TUBE OF WASABI. oh yeah!  After it was all over, goodies were shared while people made their way to LAN centres, while a few went for lunch. Wanted to join them but decided to go home.(Actually cause I would be one of the few guys who would be going) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRR!!!!! I had forgotten to ask for their contact numbers and e-mail addresses. Well it was the best 3-day camp i'd been to in my life. My thanks to everyone who made this camp a success. Special thanks to Clayton &amp; Ann Siong who invited me, Si Hua &amp;amp; Jolie for their enthusiasm and support and all the fun VJCO camp had provided!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116567097746668885?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116567097746668885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116567097746668885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116567097746668885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116567097746668885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/12/vjco-camp-whoo.html' title='VJCO camp WHOO!!!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116481837199673618</id><published>2006-11-30T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:39:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day at work</title><content type='html'>real tired from today's work so i'll keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i started work at hong han's dad's company, located in aljuned as a light industry. I know what you are thinking and NO. I was NOT working in a factory along an assembly line.&lt;br /&gt;My work was relatively mixed, which included the production on new panadol and strepsils shelves cum dispenser. Lotsa D&amp;T work though, where sanding of acrylic took up  like 30 % of the workload. Then we passed it to a guy who went on to stick the pieces of plastic together and use a cool mini-flame torch (flame size 1cm by 0.3mm) to touch up on the edges. The 'we' included hong han, yi hong, a young sec 2 girl which i just met and me.(forgot her name but i know it starts with a J)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded with pasting the stickers on the acrylic which was quite a challenge cause it was important to avoid making any bubbles b/w the sticker and the plastic. Made about 4-6. It does seem very little in a span of about an hour. Yep, but one has to consider the accuracy needed and the use of penknives to trim and cut every bit of extra sticker.(even an excess of 0.05 mm of it could still be removed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, about 6 plus, we made the stands to hold the panadol dispensers. about 400 was needed. Instead of a drop of pdn due to weariness, surprisingly, we got the hang of it and made like 100 before 9. quite a miracle to build the stands. no idea how i can express it in words but it took alot outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay was 5/hr. low i know.as what i earned in 9 hrs for today, could be easily acheived by tuitioning for  2 hrs. Lucky no work tomorrow. anyone has a better part time job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116481837199673618?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116481837199673618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116481837199673618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116481837199673618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116481837199673618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/11/1st-day-at-work.html' title='1st day at work'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116456177488508020</id><published>2006-11-27T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:39:30.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Mp3 player!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!!!  finally managed to convince my parents to get me an MP3 player. (Quite a surprise cause I just asked and they said ok quite directly) Yep, its a Zen v. How cool is that? Pity it wasn't a V plus so i've got no radio or video to view in my player. Also, it was on student's special, at only 169 from creative. Black and green, quite a nice colour combination, though i still prefer the white and green one. Wonder how it could be out of stock on the morning of the  second day of sales. Maybe I'm already lucky to even get one at such a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that sat morning, as i went with my parents buying it, saw kids like P5 to sec 2 kids all buying the same item... Seems like i was the only one who did not bother about buying the extravagant item classified as a 'want'. Guess i could live with that, though its not really nice to live so far apart from the world.&lt;br /&gt;Had 1.888Gb inside after i checked. and they call it 2 Gig?? They must be joking! squandering at least the spaces of 5 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's told me to stop looking for jobs, but to conc on Jc work. Requesting me to improve my languages by reading newspapers almost every other day. Magazine articles would do too. haha She's probably over-enthusiastic. Or is it just me being over-lazy with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has any albums which i can borrow? i still have about 1.4 Gb of space in my Zen V. Those 3 Cds are not enough to fill everything. Good thing too. Anyone for an outing yet? I'm getting bored at home. Cousins are going out for a movie tomorrow at plaza sing. Ohhh I HATE that place. Can't u guys decide to go somewhere else for a movie other than plaza sing? Of ALL places.... I'm getting bored of going there too. Any ideas anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhishen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116456177488508020?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116456177488508020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116456177488508020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116456177488508020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116456177488508020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-1st-mp3-player.html' title='My 1st Mp3 player!!!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116418618124511149</id><published>2006-11-22T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T17:03:01.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Vj. Attended their co practice for today. Really enjoyed myself. Quite a good environment there. However, the songs they played was scary.&lt;br /&gt; When I was initially handed the scores, I was aghast! Not at the difficulty of the scores, but my inability to play them well. Practically lost all my skills after like 6 mths of not playing the erhu. Took me some time to get used to the fingering and stuff. Managed to recover part of my playing style.&lt;br /&gt;If I had gotten it bad, it became WORSE. I was issued another 2 scoresheets. Furthermore, they were issued during practice, where everyone from all sections would be playing under a conductor. Given like 5 min to prac each one on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I'd mastered my D and G Majors during sec school. They were not as difficult as the first scoresheet (which had B flat, A, C, F,G  and D). Played at least 85% of each through sight-reading.&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoyed the people there. Quite friendly and helpful.(1 reason why its better to be a Victorian in VJ than in VS) Also, the quality of VJCO was almost twice that of VSCO, even though it was halved in numbers.&lt;br /&gt;Really hope I can get to VJ though its a difficult task. At least now I'd be busy on wednesdays and fridays. Something to fill my time during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a reminder to all O lvl takers. RMB to fill in ur PAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhishen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116418618124511149?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116418618124511149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116418618124511149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116418618124511149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116418618124511149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-got-back-from-vj.html' title=''/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116399019866405404</id><published>2006-11-20T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:36:38.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Irony</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's celebration for Wai Wan and my birthday was very interesting.  Received 2 presents from Jason, Wai Wan and Amos. Thanks if you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;T'was a day some things became clear, whether friendship was more valued than a girl. And whether some people had the basic respect to honour their agreement over something already properly planned and decided. Turns out not many do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony number 1: Some who'd agreed to watch 007 with us now told us they had watched on friday, and had no intention of watching again, giving a statement that, 'If you want us to watch with you, ok we would.' Obviously I would not force them to watch with me. Then they proceeded to watch Just Friends. Very justified.... and just to point out, the fact that a girl was with them to watched Just Friends did not make them seem 'Just Friends', probably something more. Talk about double irony....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony number 2: After we split up to watch different movies, all contact was lost. None of my side received any sms or any form of communication of any kind even though there were 2 B'day boys here. By cross-referencing, we could tell that some people came not because of celebrating our B'day with us, but for some other reason which I'd mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr enough of ironies. too tired to post. Going out later at 12 again... Another outing, sigh... Oh ya, before i sign off, I just want to apologise to Jason about the conclusions i made about him. K cya around guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhishen&lt;br /&gt;1030hrs&lt;br /&gt;20/11/2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116399019866405404?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116399019866405404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116399019866405404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116399019866405404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116399019866405404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-of-irony.html' title='Day of Irony'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37676739.post-116387578380696715</id><published>2006-11-19T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:49:43.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for good!</title><content type='html'>Right, 'O' levels are over now so i'm re-opening my blog, and i intend to keep this blog OPENED. My blogskin and songs will be uploaded shortly and you can expect the songs to be pop/rock and mostly made of female singers. (Not that I'm feeling deprived but I really, really can't find much good songs in this genre sung by guys)&lt;br /&gt;Many people complain that exams are very stressed up. but how many ever wonder what it is like to do nothing? That's eactly what I (and many others) are experiencing right now. It is like a  'Ride of your life' -The Veronicas, which could easily demonstrate how time could go by at lightspeed, or snailspeed.&lt;br /&gt;At least this afternoon I managed to have a game of squash with Hong Han (EX-schoolmate/tuitionmate We/ve graduated after all) Lots of runnign involved... tiring, but fun. If any of you wants to play squash (for fun or otherwise) just contact me. I have 2 racquets for our disposal.&lt;br /&gt;Pledeged to run for at least 15min a day (yes I know it seems like a very short time, but it'll gradually increase) and train my muscles. TARGET: ESCAPE the 3 X-tra months in the army due the problems of physical fitness. By next year, I MUST I MUST I MUST!!!!!! be able to do 1 standard pull-up. ok yes, i know that had sounded ridiculous and I'd have guys saying: ' WAH! that 16-yr old kid cannot do even 1 standard pull up arr??!!! Malu seh'.  HELLO???!!! is my body yours??? Do you control whatever I can or can't do? Ok, maybe i'm saying too much and this post may get a wee-bit long.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Still can't forget. During the Social Studies paper, while doing Q2: Was it right that singapore was separated from malaysia? EOY (The question was somthing like that. I can't remember extactly)&lt;br /&gt;Then i started writing. The more i wrote, the more angry i became that Singapore was kicked out of malaysia due to reasons which were unreasonable and demands which were too demanding. The more angry I became, the more i wrote to EMA (explain my ans) which went about in a viscious cycle which i had to break away b4 i broke me neck over the SS paper. My feelings and sentiments were also shared by some of my classmates, who like me, got aggravated as they attempted Q2.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, The pressure by almost everyone around me nearly made me do mistakes, which would have put me out of the top of the C-F graph. One of such included the history elective paper. The timing was supposed to be 2.30 p.m. As it was expressed in military form (don't exactly know the term), 1430hrs, I mis-read and believed that the paper would start at 4.30 pm. Words cannot describe the shock i received when i realised at 12.30pm on that very day when my information was corrected. It gave me 2 hrs to study for 5 chapters (a feat i'd say).&lt;br /&gt;Arr its very late now... Glad to have restarted my blog... Cya guys around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ps: Did I mention that it was my birthday today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhishen&lt;br /&gt;19/11/1990&lt;br /&gt;0245hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37676739-116387578380696715?l=bryanboey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/feeds/116387578380696715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37676739&amp;postID=116387578380696715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116387578380696715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37676739/posts/default/116387578380696715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanboey.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-for-good.html' title='Back for good!'/><author><name>bBzs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13166954915944507383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
