<?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-18594106</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:13:11.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoanonymous</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-9219904282638607933</id><published>2012-01-21T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T12:46:52.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>想回到过去&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-9219904282638607933?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/9219904282638607933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=9219904282638607933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/9219904282638607933'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-584499119204089758</id><published>2012-01-15T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:34:22.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels like I'm leading a dual life. I'm finally beginning to feel the weight of these two matters acting heavily on me. And of all places, the heart is the most vulnerable now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled with regrets and bitterness, sunshine seems so far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-584499119204089758?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/584499119204089758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=584499119204089758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/584499119204089758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/584499119204089758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-feels-like-im-leading-dual-life.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-566359396070454180</id><published>2012-01-11T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:26:42.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first time I heard Poema Alpestre performed by The Philharmonic Winds, conducted by Mr Leonard Tan in August 2010, I fell in love with all 23 minutes of it. I was just awe-struck the whole time. It's one of those pieces which makes you feel complete just by listening to it. It was no doubt one of the best concerts I attended in my life so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music revolves around the majestic Alps and its alternate moments of reality, matter, the ethereal and spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Mountains are symbolic meeting places between the material and spiritual world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poema Alpestre, to me, is like a medicine for the soul. Be it heartbreak, despair or just feeling down in general, it always brings me back up on my feet and makes me feel whole again. Such is the power of music, and only a select few are blessed enough to be able to draw from this power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this power is inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-566359396070454180?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/566359396070454180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=566359396070454180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/566359396070454180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/566359396070454180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7603236130080820167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7603236130080820167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7603236130080820167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-cant-stop-thinking-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-324480318186588816</id><published>2011-04-01T14:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:28:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you won't see me when i'm busy&lt;br /&gt;you won't see me when these things bring me down&lt;br /&gt;you won't see me when these things threaten to tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw things which were... normal at best&lt;br /&gt;but i was heartbroken because i knew it'd have been special&lt;br /&gt;if only things went according to plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also saw things which weren't planned for&lt;br /&gt;which were spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;and that made all the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not know what you are thinking of me and this whole process&lt;br /&gt;but i know that now i feel like the weakest link&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how sometimes you can do so many things and try to make them special, and in the end everything just doesn't seem to matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout this process, things became difficult between some of us&lt;br /&gt;and maybe it's because i said or did stupid things&lt;br /&gt;if i knew what repercussions were waiting behind those words or actions, then i wouldn't have said or done them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i regret that some things will never be the same again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a choice, i would choose to disappear now&lt;br /&gt;especially since everything was considered a success and it'd be a great memory&lt;br /&gt;so that things which have already turned sour between some of us, will not become any worse&lt;br /&gt;the most i could do to prevent anymore deteriorations of relationships is probably for me to avoid those involved in this human relation mess while still performing my duties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert is over&lt;br /&gt;i am glad that things went fine&lt;br /&gt;but i am not happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-324480318186588816?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-465828851935373024</id><published>2010-11-24T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:00:26.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday to me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-465828851935373024?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/465828851935373024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=465828851935373024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/465828851935373024'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-2929971792571401339</id><published>2010-06-27T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T02:29:08.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight the sky is clear and the stars are bright.&lt;br /&gt;But why can't I see the star in my sky?&lt;br /&gt;Why are they blocked by clouds of uncertainty and doubt?&lt;br /&gt;It's nights like tonight I wished I could repaint the sky.&lt;br /&gt;It's nights like tonight I wished you were mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-2929971792571401339?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/2929971792571401339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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down.  Tried to find someone I could talk to.  Found one or two, but realised that they shouldn't be burndened by someone else's load.  Now I feel bad about calling on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6544563317279683240?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6544563317279683240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6544563317279683240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6544563317279683240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6544563317279683240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-feeling-down.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3774169506198561776</id><published>2010-05-20T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T03:24:20.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past just has a way of catching up with you, doesn't it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are fortunate enough to work with great people, just that we don't realise how great they are till very much later.  We take them for granted.  But this works both ways too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what people think about you.  To you, you may just be a simple person trying to make your way in the Universe.  To others though, you may have been the one to show them a whole universe of difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3774169506198561776?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3774169506198561776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3774169506198561776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3774169506198561776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3774169506198561776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2010/02/past-just-has-way-of-catching-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4615733266653818940</id><published>2010-02-06T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:22:03.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's virtually no one I can share my passion with.  They don't understand it fully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4615733266653818940?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4615733266653818940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4615733266653818940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4615733266653818940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4615733266653818940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-virtually-no-one-i-can-share-my.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7261739055862478684</id><published>2009-11-20T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:16:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three engineers were in the bathroom standing at the urinals. The first engineer finished and walked over to the sink to wash his hands. He then proceeded to dry his hands very carefully. He used paper towel after paper towel and ensured that every single spot of water on his hands was dried. Turning to the other two engineers, he said, "At Hewlett Packard, we are trained to be extremely thorough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second engineer finished his task at the urinal and he proceeded to wash his hands. He used a single paper towel and made sure that he dried his hands using every available portion of the paper towel. He turned and said, "At Lockheed-Martin, not only are we trained to be extremely thorough, but we are also trained to be extremely efficient."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third engineer finished and walked straight for the door, shouting over his shoulder, "At Apple Computer, Inc. we don't pee on our hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An architect, an artist, and an engineer were discussing whether it was better to spend time with the wife or a mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The architect said he enjoyed time with his wife, building a solid foundation for an enduring relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist said he enjoyed time with his mistress, because of the passion and mystery he found there. The engineer said, "I like both."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Both?" asked the architect and artist in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engineer replied, "Yeah. If you have a wife and a mistress, they will each assume that you are spending time with the other woman, so you can go to the office and get some work done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An engineer, a physicist and a mathematician have a contract to build a fence around a flock of sheep, using as little material as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engineer forms the flock into a circular shape and constructs a fence around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physicist builds a fence with an infinite diameter and pulls it together until it fits around the flock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mathematician thinks for a while, then builds a fence around himself and defines himself as being outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7261739055862478684?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7261739055862478684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7261739055862478684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7261739055862478684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7261739055862478684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-engineers-were-in-bathroom.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7031617784840974301</id><published>2009-10-23T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:45:02.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you release a basketball in a free-falling elevator, the basketball remains in front of you.  That I can understand.. But if you release a helium-filled balloon in a free-falling elevator, the heliumm-filled balloon also remains in front of you instead of rising to the top of the elevator!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand it right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7031617784840974301?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7031617784840974301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7031617784840974301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7031617784840974301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7031617784840974301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-release-basketball-in-free.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4879302561650024691</id><published>2009-10-11T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:26:05.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell you all a scary story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once this company in BMT which went for a route march at night.  When they passed by this tree, a recruit laughed at it.  On the way back, the tree laughed back at him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4879302561650024691?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4879302561650024691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4879302561650024691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4879302561650024691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4879302561650024691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-me-tell-you-all-scary-story.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-801615991549554987</id><published>2009-09-30T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:29:18.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all.. it's been more than a month.  it's 1.15pm now and i just woke up. recess week now and im studying in hall with the rest.  sleeping at 4am sucks!  been busy with finding food sponsors and studying for CAs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got into the jam band in hall as a keyboardist, but im still not confident about the songs that they usually play.  just not my type.  i'll try my best though.  the majority of them think that my class of music is gay music.  that's why i haven't really shown them aything on it since they wouldn't appreciate it anyway.  that is one reason why i'm feeling lonely now musically.  haven't really been able to find someone who shares the same passion and interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this and lots of other things have been bothering me these few days. i don't even feel like sharing them sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so fucked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-801615991549554987?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/801615991549554987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=801615991549554987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/801615991549554987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/801615991549554987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8941807663242786859</id><published>2009-08-26T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:40:26.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 12.51am as I'm typing this now.  For the past 3 hours, my mind had been clogged with FE1001 online assignments.  Seriously I think it's damn stupid to pay $20 for an online assessment facility which is based in another country.  Furthermore we're paying for more misery.  I guess that's the way this place works.  Suck your money dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the breakdown of my school fees that day.  I seriously think I shouldn't have to pay for Union &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(??)&lt;/span&gt; and other miscellaneous nonsense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for an audition for the Ntu Piano Ensemble last night with Junjie.  Played Maksim's Claudine.  Well, there weren't any comments by them.  But I think I play it much more fluently and smoothly usually.  There was sightreading after that too and what can I say? I sightsee instead of sightread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall life isn't too bad.. made many new friends, most from the orientation camp.  They're great people! School, on the other hand is the killer.  The past few weeks have been rather stressful.  It's true that most of the things we're learning now were already covered in poly.  But there's not much time to revise and pick things up where I left them 2.5 years ago!  I'm taking 7 CORE Modules this sem, plus one year-long project which is equivalent to Fyp in poly! How wonderful is that!  Luckily most of my friends in poly are here now too in Uni, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blurring&lt;/span&gt;, stressed together with me.  But we're helping each other out as much as we can.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room can be summed up in one word.  Luxurious!  Andy got a power fridge over the weekend, and I collected my free 3-in-1 printer too!  What can we expect next? A TV? Playstation 3? Dolby Surround System? Haha. Haven't really had an opportunity to really get to know more friendlies in Hall mainly due to work. Maybe I'll get on it once I settle down academically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright going to sleep now. Freaking Maths 3 at 8.30am tmr morning. NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/SpQdXSGj3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/8uyoCPIUpVQ/s1600-h/IMG_2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/SpQdXSGj3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/8uyoCPIUpVQ/s400/IMG_2501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373952541193395762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8941807663242786859?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8941807663242786859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8941807663242786859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8941807663242786859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8941807663242786859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-12.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/SpQdXSGj3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/8uyoCPIUpVQ/s72-c/IMG_2501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-208658681811743327</id><published>2009-07-22T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:42:06.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what's wrong with me. Everything around me seems to be Fulfilling Murphy's Law. My new fan just spoilt! It was barely a month old! And I didn't get into any foc that I applied for, save for hall camp! Heard some rumours that some clubs base their camp application on looks... So shallow of them! Of all criterias.. Looks?! Seriously... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, my cousin Ling Hong (Feng) got married last saturday! So glad I could make it for both the ceremony and the dinner! Had to go back to camp initially.. Took some photos with the cousins. I can't even remember when was the last time we took photos casually! Its all family photos as far as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm clearing leave all the way till the end of my NS now.. Only going back to sign clearance and settle outstanding issues. Loads of free time! Feel free to ask me out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's convocation is this coming thurs! How time flies... Soon I'll be hitting the books again after two years of mal-intelligence. And my hall allocation results will be out later on today! Its all new to me so which hall I get doesn't really bother me. But I still feel abit of excitement nevertheless! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saints' alumni band should be starting rehearsals soon.. At least that's what I hope. It's been so long! Especially since I didn't play for the last concert. And I get to see my section mates after so long. Wonder how everyone's doing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I better go sleep now instead of typing more making this post longer than it alrdy is.. I posted this from my phone! Ok goodnight! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-208658681811743327?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/208658681811743327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=208658681811743327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/208658681811743327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/208658681811743327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6701459220713152033</id><published>2009-07-16T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:51:50.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sky was as black as death.  Water demons chanted terror in the form of waves crashing onto the shore.  The moon had a sinister smile.  It was a night of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raxjorris crept behind the bushes.  His heart, consumed by evil and hatred.  He was outfitted in black, the colour of treachery and torment.  Black were his teeth too, which were now showing through a grin.  Two daggers in his hands, blades coated with tar to prevent light reflection.  No, he did not want to give away his position.  He was stealthed.  The prey must not catch a single hint that he's being hunted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prey was a man-cow.  An awkward mix of beef and man.  As he stood gazing out at the dark sea ahead, his closed eyes twitched.  The winds did not bring very heartening news.  A battle was eminent.  He, of all the others, should know best.  After all, not everyone could be so attuned to nature.  It was a gift.  He could fly as a pigeon when he wanted to, swim as a seal, hunt as a cat and even command ferocious witless strength as a bear.  He could be whatever he wanted whenever he wanted.  But the winds told him this was not the time to escape as an animal.  This was the time to fight.... as a cow.  A man-cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the man-cow felt strange.  An itchy feeling down his back.  He could not make out what it was, but he was unable to move his paws to ease the itch.  The itch soon evolved into a pain which was intensifying.  The cow felt weak and he started seeing double.  Then, he realised he was bleeding from his back.  Unable to support himself standing, he collapsed into a kneeling position.  A shadow came into view.  Double shadows, he saw.  Double the terror, double the fear.  Raxjorris was in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raxjorris knew he had garroted the druid well.  Blood mixed with the tar from his daggers was spurting out of the cow's back.  He had the upper hand now.  A poisoned cow could not escape fast.  And what a fat cow it was!  He looked with no remorse into the helpless eyes of his prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you doing this?" The man-cow asked, even though he already knew the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not get a verbal reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reply was swift and painless.  The cow's world started to spin as though it would not never stop.  When it stopped finally, he was looking at his own headless body, now lying flat on the bloody sand beneath it.  His world darkened, and he was no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raxjorris looked upon the corpse with satisfaction.  It was a clean job.  He walked towards the man-cow's head and put his black rotten foot on its horns.  He stared at the pathetic sight of a cow and then whispered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I want beef".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicking the head into the black sea, he turned towards the body.  Then he went into a squatting position and started gnawing at the beef heaven hungrily.  He needed energy, and cannibalising was what he was best in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another successful hunt, he thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6701459220713152033?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6701459220713152033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6701459220713152033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6701459220713152033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6701459220713152033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/07/sky-was-as-black-as-death.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-321382434602650476</id><published>2009-07-10T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:55:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why must all these be so hard? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-321382434602650476?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/321382434602650476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=321382434602650476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/321382434602650476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/321382434602650476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-must-all-these-be-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7965682946992291298</id><published>2009-07-08T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:44:01.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I started the day in the most memorable way.  I felt like I was going to die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started like any other normal day.  Woke up, brushed my teeth, took a shower and changed, and then left to report to camp.  We were going on a squadron outing to watch Transformers 2 today!  Boarded the bus which was crowded, so I had to stand for the 50-minute journey towards Changi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not until the bus entered the TPE that I started feeling strange.  My neck and upper back felt tense, so I stretched a little, pulling and holding my shoulders back for awhile.  After stretching however, the tension did not ease and things got worse.  My face started to feel warm, like I just gulped down a whole jug of beer.  I did not know if my face turned red like how it always does when I consume alcohol, but soon the warmth spread to the rest of my body.  I felt like I was on fire!  Not only that, I seemed to have been overwhelmed by a sudden fatigue in my muscles.  Five minutes after that initial stretching of my back, I could hardly support myself standing!  I started seeing stars and I wondered if I was going to collapse there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I thought of heat exhaustion.  I needed to cool myself down, fast.  Partially blinded and supporting myself against the window, I directed all the air-conditioning to me.  I unbuttoned my first button to let more heat escape.  I couldn't believe that I would fall victim to one of the safety hazards that has been constantly briefed about in camp ever since BMT!  I tried my best to focus and not lose myself to the fatigue.  I knew if I gave way and blacked out, I could never wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I endured all these for fifteen minutes before I felt my toes again.  Thank goodness!  The worst had blown over and the moment I got to camp, I gulped down two whole bottles of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it all really have been the effects of heat exhaustion?  It all seemed too sudden for it to occur.  Plus I had enough sleep and I'd been drinking and hydrating myself prior to this incident.  This experience taught me first-hand that life should not be taken for granted.  For all you know, I could have died there and then.  We always think "if we die, then die lor".  It's different the moment it comes to you - "die then die lor" would definitely not be the last thing on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic that the night before, I was thinking about my beloved grandmother who had just recently passed away.  I was thinking about how life could be taken from you any moment - how  you never know when your candle will burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death will always come too suddenly and we can never be well-prepared for its arrival.  It was only during my grandmother's wake that I found out so many things from my cousin that I should have known, but did not know about my grandmother and her condition during her last few weeks.  I was not filial, and I visited her too seldom when she was hospitalised for close to five months.  When I visited her the last time, she could not even recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will always be my regret.  Wherever my grandmother is right now, I'm sure she's in paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7965682946992291298?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7965682946992291298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7965682946992291298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7965682946992291298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7965682946992291298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-started-day-in-most-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3568708051443763593</id><published>2009-07-06T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:00:29.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>101 - 102 = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shift only one digit anywhere to make true this equation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3568708051443763593?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3568708051443763593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3568708051443763593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3568708051443763593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3568708051443763593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/07/101-102-1-shift-any-number-anywhere-to.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6379963967515894967</id><published>2009-06-17T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:28:25.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days circulated around GSS shopping and the PC Show.  Went down to Suntec on the last two days and damn was it freaking crowded down there! And I observed that some people actually dressed very well just to go to the exhibition.  Why would they do that?! Meshed in the crowd, their Guciarmanietc fittings may just get stained by the many fancy footworks and also by milo! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singtel was giving free milo&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only bought two items.  Enough to make me crinch and ache for the next five years.  Here's what I bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/SjkLQAttHzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IlP8wy0fKwQ/s1600-h/17062009006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/SjkLQAttHzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IlP8wy0fKwQ/s400/17062009006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348318402176687922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nokia E71 and a new pair of shoes frm Lacoste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah man!  I promise I'll face the wall and reflect on this sin 5hours a day for the rest of the year.  And if you guys were thinking why IT exhibition got shoes one, I tell you - my new pair of shoes the soles got compartment to keep thumbdrive one! Each pair comes with a free green 2gb thumbdrive.  Power eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u think it's power, I think you're a cockster.  I was pulling your leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to the sp Euphonium section for their section competition today.&lt;br /&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/18594106-6379963967515894967?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6379963967515894967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6379963967515894967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6379963967515894967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6379963967515894967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/06/past-few-days-circulated-around-gss.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/SjkLQAttHzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IlP8wy0fKwQ/s72-c/17062009006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-113231499776473957</id><published>2009-06-01T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:17:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY EVERYBUDDEY! IT'S ROCKBAND POK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;éFIESTA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-113231499776473957?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/113231499776473957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=113231499776473957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/113231499776473957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/113231499776473957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-everybuddey-its-rockband-pok.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8889428331358507024</id><published>2009-05-26T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:44:18.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My bag of two years which I bought for $19.90 has spoilt and I've been looking for new bags to replace it.  But sadly none that I've seen appeals to me.  My earphones spoilt too and I want to try getting something different.. maybe some big headphones.  But I've never been interested in headphones before.. any recommendations?  Went to NTU for medical checkup today.  It was over so quickly!  Thought it'd take a few hours like pre-enlistment checkup, but it was over in 45mins.  2hour journey for a 45min checkup.  After that took another 1hour plus train journey to Tampines where I finally got myself a new belt from Levi's!  Just what I was looking for, for $75.90... ~$$~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8889428331358507024?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8889428331358507024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8889428331358507024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8889428331358507024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8889428331358507024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-bag-of-two-years-which-i-bought-for.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7639241460929064618</id><published>2009-05-21T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:51:39.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to get up, eat breakfast and get ready for work in 5mins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qin4UptOEsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qin4UptOEsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7639241460929064618?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7639241460929064618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7639241460929064618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7639241460929064618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7639241460929064618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-get-up-eat-breakfast-and-get.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3290903057395720279</id><published>2009-05-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:16:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Screamer and his Devildom String Orchestra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBaNC6pqbVY&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBaNC6pqbVY&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3290903057395720279?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3290903057395720279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3290903057395720279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3290903057395720279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3290903057395720279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/05/screamer-and-his-devildom-string.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4111168847193850609</id><published>2009-05-20T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:48:19.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Screamer plays Legend of Heroes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoLkYJ5Odmg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoLkYJ5Odmg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4111168847193850609?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4111168847193850609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4111168847193850609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4111168847193850609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4111168847193850609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/05/screamer-plays-legend-of-heroes.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4809191283948890019</id><published>2009-04-14T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:06:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate playing songs for other people.  Mainly because most of the people who request &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;forcefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; for me to perform have a shallow understanding of music.  It's not like I'm obliged to fulfil their wishes, but since usually these people are either 1) relatives, or 2) friends, I bitterly take up the hot seat in front of the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I do not dislike performing nor do I dislike having my fingers dance mindlessly along the length of the keyboard.  Usually when I start dancing on the keyboard, I get engrossed in it and all those feelings of contempt disappear.  I just dislike having to showcase what I can do with certain songs to an unappreciative audience.  In the common scenario, my relatives will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"request"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for a performance and I will hesitantly but eventually&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;succumb to their will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  And then while I'm playing, I always get the same &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"rude intrusion"&lt;/span&gt; from the gods who willed my fingers to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this cousin asking me if I had anything &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; to play.  On a separate but similar scenario, his father remarked that he fell asleep (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the piece was just slightly less than 5 mins long&lt;/span&gt;) and he didn't know whether that meant my music was too boring or too serene.  I spat at them with the songs that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to change my repertoire when I perform, with different genres for example.  There was this once when I just learnt Ennio Morricone's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playing Love&lt;/span&gt; and I must say I was impressed with my own standard of that piece.  It compromised of a jazz opening and a romantic body right to the end.  That weekend, my relatives came to my house for a gathering and I had to perform for them.  I whipped out &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playing Love&lt;/span&gt; and started on it confidently.  Just when I completed the jazz opening, I heard my aunt whisper to her boyfriend.  She was asking (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;or commenting in the form of a question&lt;/span&gt;) that I "anyhow play".  I stopped playing the piece and proceeded to the next one.  I should have stopped performing altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've degraded myself by trying to satisfy everyone and make them happy.  Once, I composed my first real song and I was very proud of myself.  When I first let some of my friends listen to it, they were skeptical that I could come up with such a piece.  Come on, it was obvious that it wasn't very professionally done, it being my first composition, and even such a raw piece of work have to be subject to the filth of skeptics?  I brushed their filth aside and performed it for someone over the phone.  I won't say much but after performing I picked up the phone only to find out that other person had hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've realised that I can't please everyone on a single performance.  But that's where it's wrong.  The whole point of performing is not to help you dig your ears to make you feel goodness and pleasure.  I do not provide sexual services.  I do not perform to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;.  When I perform, I show you what I can do.  Whether you like it or not, you shut your trap.  I will not be like some contestant on some overrated reality show being subject to cynicism.  Because when I perform for you, I am above you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4809191283948890019?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4809191283948890019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4809191283948890019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4809191283948890019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4809191283948890019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-playing-songs-for-other-people.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5162016572983857108</id><published>2009-03-26T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:25:17.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alot of things happened the past few days... ghostly encounters, exposure to stuff and places I never thought I would go, and demoralisation yet again.  Sometimes I curse the past and wished I made a different choice.  Same cycle continues.  Lack of sleep, sucky food and many more stupid things which contribute to angst and moronism.  All will be over in 5 months' time!  Bangkok trip in July tentatively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this shit is over, another piece of shit cometh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5162016572983857108?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5162016572983857108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5162016572983857108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5162016572983857108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5162016572983857108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/03/alot-of-things-happened-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5118932476694513560</id><published>2009-03-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:43:35.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/Sb-anckA-bI/AAAAAAAAABk/Vo9Bvj0kAls/s1600-h/Rude+Intrusion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/Sb-anckA-bI/AAAAAAAAABk/Vo9Bvj0kAls/s400/Rude+Intrusion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314136087793301938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it Rude Intrusion.  Some band members may understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5118932476694513560?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5118932476694513560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5118932476694513560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5118932476694513560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5118932476694513560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-call-it-rude-intrusion.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LXDzVAmmLzg/Sb-anckA-bI/AAAAAAAAABk/Vo9Bvj0kAls/s72-c/Rude+Intrusion.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7438092867806861446</id><published>2009-03-17T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:27:44.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xLXEORFgpqQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xLXEORFgpqQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SyIBqfiZKMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SyIBqfiZKMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7438092867806861446?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7438092867806861446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7438092867806861446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7438092867806861446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7438092867806861446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/03/smooth.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5914839968113114506</id><published>2009-03-12T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:40:42.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beyoncé - If I Were A Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXSBfNxmY6s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXSBfNxmY6s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5914839968113114506?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5914839968113114506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5914839968113114506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5914839968113114506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5914839968113114506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/03/beyonce-if-i-were-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4592887362908076773</id><published>2009-03-11T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:27:52.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pig is too lazy to update so i shall update for him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,he went for safety day yesterday!And hes so tired after the run.Going IT fair @ suntec tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh,hes so addicted to playing wow that hes not talking to me  :( &lt;br /&gt;Jamessss, watch marley and me with me :D&lt;br /&gt;okay?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you pig,you better update with your own post sooon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,shuen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4592887362908076773?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4592887362908076773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4592887362908076773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4592887362908076773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4592887362908076773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/03/pig-is-too-lazy-to-update-so-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6407549795695218667</id><published>2009-02-28T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:40:32.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, happiness just makes me feel sad.  Sometimes... like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6407549795695218667?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6407549795695218667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6407549795695218667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6407549795695218667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6407549795695218667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-happiness-just-makes-me-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4489396183156962502</id><published>2009-02-24T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:51:25.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There comes a time when you become the only person for the job.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you must subject yourself to ridicule and humiliation to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you cannot use your brain while doing things.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you will start doing things wrong when you start using your brain.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you lose your brain.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you lose your rights and priviliges because of fishmongers.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when your integrity is tested.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you learn vulgar language is sometimes the correct language to use.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you feel useless and defeated.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you suffocate under all the internal pressure, anger and resentment.&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you unleash your contained fury at the innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there comes a time, in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; five months' time&lt;/span&gt;, when you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiss the shit goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4489396183156962502?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4489396183156962502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4489396183156962502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4489396183156962502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4489396183156962502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-comes-time-when-you-become-only.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8875533414521242585</id><published>2009-02-22T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:54:53.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to MFM for Vday.  Was quite expensive and imho it wasn't worth it.  The company was worth it though!  Caught Slumdog Millionaire after that.  It was a nice show, a real show.  Not like some other rubbish shows.  Still, it was not our first choice.  Originally wanted to watch Benjamin Button. (Not mutton!) .  I just want to tell someone that I love her very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I reapplied for NUS and also applied for a scholarship in NTU.  Finished all the things that needs to be done and now I just have to get Mindef and NTU to get things done to confirm my disruption.  My past few correspondence with NTU almost made me throw out blood, but otherwise, my disruption should go on as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be getting a new phone soon.  Got my eyes on Samsung models, particularly the OMNIA and F480 and Pixon.  Price is an issue but sometimes it doesn't bother me because I think I become very spendthrifty sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a shit load of Offs.  Good performance, clean records and parades.  Time to spend (and spam) some Offs.  Looks like I'll be home quite often for the next few weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8875533414521242585?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8875533414521242585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8875533414521242585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8875533414521242585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8875533414521242585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-mfm-for-vday.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5608687279588567289</id><published>2009-02-14T03:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:00:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeff Dunham and Achmed The Dead Terrorist&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5608687279588567289?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5608687279588567289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5608687279588567289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5608687279588567289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5608687279588567289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/02/jeff-dunham-and-achmed-dead-terrorist_14.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1878535624419009508</id><published>2009-02-09T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:03:22.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm learning a lot from the many batches of ICTs who come in.  From life lessons to survival tips in the workforce.  So much to learn and share during each 6-hour session!&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I reapplied for NUS.  Decided to whack and try for LAW.  Haha.  I like law and I admire lawyers.  And one of the ICTs from the last batch was a lawyer!  And of course, I applied for Mechanical Engrg too... the same old thing.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is this Saturday... took off next mount.  That means I'm out from today till Saturday!  Wow.  Occasions like these make me feel so pressurised.  I daresay its the same for every guy out there.  All thanks to those.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt;.  Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Took part and qualified for a Grand Draw through 98.7FM which will be held on March 7th.  The prize is either a car or a fly-cruise in the Mediterranean.  I hope I win, and I hope its the car that I win.  Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the Saints Alumni Concert on 28 Feb! If you guys want the details, just visit the Saints' Alumni Band website!&lt;br /&gt;And guys, remember to always wash your hands before you eat!  I just heard over the radio that this woman complained of severe headaches and dizzy spells and everyone suspected it was a brain tumor.  She decided to go through a brain operation to remove the tumor.  When her neurologist went in there into the brain, what a shock he got!  He didn't see any tumor!  Instead, he saw worms!  Yes.... worms in the brain!  According to the report, those worms grew in the woman's body because she had food which had traces of human waste, and the worms somehow managed to make their way.... into her brain!!  Gross!  So don't eat and shit at the same time!  And always wash your hands thoroughly after your visit to the toilet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1878535624419009508?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1878535624419009508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1878535624419009508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1878535624419009508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1878535624419009508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-learning-lot-from-many-batches-of.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8194625380788692229</id><published>2009-01-29T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:08:06.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really want to go through the GoH journey once again this year, but with Uni and the disruption, it's going to be quite hard.  Or would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Shuen for helping me scan my photos! I really appreciate your Effort, Kindness, Selflessness... and Ruthlessness! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8194625380788692229?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8194625380788692229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8194625380788692229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8194625380788692229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8194625380788692229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-want-to-go-through-goh-journey.html' 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/fsc21_darth_vader.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fsc62_bugs_bunny.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/fsc62_bugs_bunny.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fsc94_ronald_mcdonald.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/fsc94_ronald_mcdonald.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-287018929556238095?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5587721065823928892</id><published>2009-01-06T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T02:20:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I passed my FTT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5587721065823928892?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5587721065823928892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5587721065823928892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5587721065823928892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5587721065823928892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-passed-my-ftt.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3022218613904527603</id><published>2008-12-28T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:23:52.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack White &amp;amp; Alicia Keys - Another Way To Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hM5UJvnbbuY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hM5UJvnbbuY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack white rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3022218613904527603?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3022218613904527603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3022218613904527603' 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href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image002-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image002-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-216553770047951291?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/216553770047951291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=216553770047951291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/216553770047951291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/216553770047951291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/12/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5670386938043657966</id><published>2008-12-10T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:11:09.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Totally wasted my time at NUH today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appointment was at 4pm.  Went there slightly later, registered and waited for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 HOURS&lt;/span&gt; for my freaking queue number to appear on the screen.  And when it finally appeared, it was to a different room as stated on the queue ticket.  Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in only to be greeted by 3... apprentices? Probably undergrads attached there? Anyway, the doctor wasn't around and so they tried to be smart and tried all sorts of diagnosis methods which I've done before.  This stage of my review is not for diagnosis purposes... I'm past that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the doctor came.  It was a different doctor and the impression I got from him was that he's clueless on what he's doing.  Well that's reasonable, since he wasn't the usual specialist whom I've been seeing.  But that's the point!  Why was it him and not the usual guy? And this appointment was arranged months ago!  Note: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arranged.&lt;/span&gt; This new guy bluntly explained why the usual specialist wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orh! Cos you defaulted on your last appointment!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I did not.  I called and arranged this appointment.  And now, a new appointment has been sheduled next month with that usual specialist.  What a waste of time!  Months wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... now's the festive season.  It's probably a good time to finally catch up with some friends whom I've not met in years!  Haven't seen them in 13 years!  I'll try to make some plans along with camp duties, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the other duties&lt;/span&gt; and driving lessons.  Time just seems so squashed up nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5670386938043657966?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5670386938043657966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5670386938043657966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5670386938043657966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5670386938043657966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/12/totally-wasted-my-time-at-nuh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1719794381630222348</id><published>2008-12-08T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:28:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm totally in love with this car! Let me introduce the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Audi R8&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/image_galleryimageModuleColumn_0-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And needless to say, it's my favourite car in Midnight! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1719794381630222348?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1719794381630222348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1719794381630222348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1719794381630222348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1719794381630222348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-totally-in-love-with-this-car-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1018721504509673055</id><published>2008-11-30T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:15:10.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=greens.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/greens.jpg" border="0" alt="eat your greens" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1018721504509673055?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1018721504509673055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1018721504509673055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1018721504509673055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1018721504509673055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/eat-your-greens.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7435038932501599741</id><published>2008-11-23T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:49:42.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today had a small celebration with daniel, nic, von and stella at HK KimGary Restaurant at VivoCity.  Queue was quite long, but it was our turn in no time!  Thanks for the cake! Awfully Chocolate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1452.jpg" border="0" alt="awfully chocolate" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1451.jpg" border="0" alt="borsch &amp;amp;lt; tea" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the borsch soup was in a cup! and it was smaller than the cup of tea -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=23112008029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/23112008029.jpg" border="0" alt="fwens" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, Nicholas, Me, Yvonne and Stella... haven't seen them in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so much for getting the vaccine against flu, I'm having flu now. -.-  Now then I know the vaccine is actually a weakened form of the influenza virus.  They inject it into you to encourage your body to produce antibodies against that virus and thus improve your resistance to flu.  Injecting viruses into your body.... somehow I find it sick.  I have this perception that viruses are like microscopic spiders.  Injecting spiders into your body....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/18594106-7435038932501599741?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7435038932501599741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7435038932501599741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7435038932501599741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7435038932501599741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-had-small-celebration-with-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7886019719325738782</id><published>2008-11-22T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:00:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrated my 21st birthday at Kuishin-bo yesterday! So long since I last saw The cousins and thanks gabriel blwh meng yk and dot for coming too!  The food was great and with a high quality, comes high quantity too! Stuffed!  Well this was birthday celebration part 1. Haha. Got 21 parts! Just kidding. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00308.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00308.jpg" alt="table" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the saints' table.. only at the start of the meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Introducing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00313.jpg" alt="lye" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brandon lion 好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00314.jpg" alt="yk" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinaman yeowkheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00319.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00319.jpg" alt="yd" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dotty yidian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00323.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00323.jpg" border="0" alt="meng" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hon meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00316.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00316.jpg" alt="crabby" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1435.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1435.jpg" alt="tea" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this combination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00318.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSC00318.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert... the chocolate fondue was heavenly! sinful. but heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1441.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1441.jpg" alt="yang" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with hanyang... the most well-dressed gentleman of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1444.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1444.jpg" alt="sihui" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the now-suddenly-very-free sihui... hope you ace your O levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1449.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1449.jpg" alt="frenss" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saints @ kuishin-bo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050735.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050735.jpg" alt="frends" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050737.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050737.jpg" alt="crab" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050740.jpg" alt="me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me... the 21yr-old birthday star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050741.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050743.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050743.jpg" alt="family + gab" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family plus sis' boyfriend gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050746.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050746.jpg" alt="cousins and sis" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins! Too bad justin and vanessa were not there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050747.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050747.jpg" alt="friends" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us seem chubbier now... i wonder why........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1050749.jpg" alt="uncles and aunties" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with auntie alicia, uncle vincent and auntie sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Really&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;enjoyed myself yesterday!  Later I'm meeting Daniel and Nic and Stella for dinner! And on Wednesday I'm going out with my shift mates to eat again! Steamboat muahhaa.  Fat, fat, fat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made plans for all the days surrounding my birthday, yet on my birthday itself I have no plans.  Doh.  Just shout if you want me on the 24th =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/18594106-7886019719325738782?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7886019719325738782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7886019719325738782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7886019719325738782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7886019719325738782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/celebrated-my-21st-birthday-at-kuishin.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5714539282105312997</id><published>2008-11-21T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:50:23.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XfGr2Qq-_WQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XfGr2Qq-_WQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken about one and a half years ago, right after I managed to get it to sound decent.... enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... I was so skinny back then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5714539282105312997?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5714539282105312997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5714539282105312997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5714539282105312997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5714539282105312997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-was-taken-about-one-and-half-years.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1685514297129996916</id><published>2008-11-18T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:51:16.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had so much fun today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a long time since I last really went out with a bunch of friends, tried something new and enjoyed myself!  Saw quite a few friends whom I've not met in a long time ever since we all enlisted and they're in the air force too!  Saw nicholas! Haven't seen him since he got posted out at the start of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, everyone thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RSAF Cohesion Day&lt;/span&gt; was going to be just a waste of time at sentosa.  It is, actually.  The only thing that involved us was the 2km run.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The time allocated for the 2km run was 1hr.........&lt;/span&gt;  Even our route march pace is 4km under 45mins.  So... yeah.  It's a joke.  And it wasn't even 2km!  It seemed like only 1 plus km.  Some of us even went for a second round after crossing the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The programme was supposed to start at 9am and end at 2pm.  All of us, including the specs and officers (All NSFs.. what you expect haha), only reached and settled down close to 10am!  We just sat around &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;identifying targets&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red portugal&lt;/span&gt; and many more...) until the run.  We could own time own target at 11am! Just 1 hour -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all didn't want to waste the free admission and went to sentosa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUGE&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; skyride! Well. it was my first time and I kept looking down during the skyride, imagining how falling 5 storeys would feel like :S  I must say the view up there is beautiful, though not extraordinary.  When we reached the top, we all went to see the photos that they took of us at the counter.  Then they saw the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED PORTUGAL&lt;/span&gt; photo! LOL and they all wanted to buy that photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1432.jpg" border="0" alt="front" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1431.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind me... Daniel and Denis, and Tang looking stoned as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1433.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1433.jpg" border="0" alt="tz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianzhong loves himself alot... really alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey back down was... exciting, not to mention our many bumps into each other! Luge... I've been playing alot of crash-action racing games lately and now I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;living the race&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah!!  Back on Earth.  Those of you who don't know what Luge is, it's this er.. cart-wheel(?) thing which you sit on and zoom all the way downhill... and only downhill. You can steer and brake, but for the best experience, braking is not advised. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the journey down with pc chang da and sgt jeffery.  I was still getting used to it and pc was behind me.  This was really at the very beginning of the track and both of us were like crawlingggg down.  Then zoom! Sgt Jeffery whizzed past the both of us and we both were like wth! Then we stopped trying to be safe and stopped braking and tried to overtake each other for the rest of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;race&lt;/span&gt;.  There was once when sgt jeffery sped past me and I suddenly swerved towards him, in a bid to take him down! Haha.. take down like in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burnout&lt;/span&gt;.  Damn he jammed brake just in time! &gt;:E  thinking back, it was actually quite dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of us were down at the bottom and preparing to leave, these two cute japanese girls in their japanese school uniform went up for the skyride! Their skirts were really really short!! The sick desperados changed their minds on leaving and decided to camp at the bridge above where the Luge would pass to catch a glimpse of them cute angels, and perhaps do some..... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;under-vehicle surveillance system&lt;/span&gt; check.  Haha perverts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take alot of photos of us in action, but I got these group pictures from PC Hong Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P181108_1256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P181108_1256.jpg" border="0" alt="Luge Bridge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=luge.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/luge.jpg" border="0" alt="Luge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P181108_1233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P181108_1233.jpg" border="0" alt="skyride bottom" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lunch was at the hawker centre across Vivo.  The food there sucks.  I'm never eating there again.  Headed down to Selegie for some local area network interactive gaming/gunfights/massacre-ing for the afternoon before the bulk of them left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with tianzhong, weitian, roy and teckming(vegeboy) at this place which serves western food in The Cathay called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aston's&lt;/span&gt;.  It's really worth it! I had a satisfying black pepper chicken set and an apple juice just for $8.30!  There wasn't any service charge too! It'd normally be damn more expensive in other restaurants in the same line.  Weitian's intro.. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to sleep.  I'll be seeing all of them again and in green.  It's my last mount before........ ORD!! yeah right.  It's my last mount before my 5-day birthday leave! Two days can be short but long.  It can also be long but short.  Hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1685514297129996916?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1685514297129996916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1685514297129996916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1685514297129996916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1685514297129996916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-had-so-much-fun-today-its-been-such.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7776372436347047452</id><published>2008-11-14T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:24:53.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched madagascar 2 today. hahaha cute! and i think the indian visa advertisement song is dumb! "mind and body, heart and soul... i have extraordinary power". i think i'm going to finally do smth about my driving after so long.. get the instructor and get the license.  if anyone can recommend a cheap and good instructor, pls let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended brandon's 21st bday party last saturday.  had a bbq in his house. the last time i saw the friends who were there as well was during yk's 21st bday celebration.  long enough to notice obvious changes in the way some (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;) of them looks (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;one dot&lt;/span&gt;).  haha but dont worry yidian, it's not that bad &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently im playing midnight LA remix on the psp. its a cool car street racing game. what i like most abt it is that i can customise my cars to exactly how i want them to look like!  i have a car which looks like the classic hotwheels car! i was bored yesterday, so i created a car which looked like a army GP car.. haha i even put MID in its license plate. if only i could post screenshots from my psp here.  too bad i dont know any application which allows screen capturing in-game on the psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my 21st bday celebration is confirmed.  not a big one but not that cheap either.  cant wait for next saturday! that + 5 straight days of leave in that week... im really looking forward to it! have been whacking alot of food lately.. its too much, too sinful! i think my face is becoming rounder! fatface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love les miserables. have been listening to the album in my psp every time im on the move. before that, the only full musical/opera album i've listened to is miss saigon. this, compared to that, really has more depth and the songs are much nicer. they're from the same composer anyway. i love the story! maybe i'll go read the novel soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoshihiro andoh's coming to singapore again and his concert is TOMORROW! but i can't go cos i'd be in camp. sigh.  the last time  he came was 2 years ago. maybe the next time he comes will be 2 years later. i hate my forced commitments. they're quite disruptive sometimes. can cause frequent arguments too. oh well. that's the sacrifice required of us. i still have about 10 months to figure out if its worth the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg sleep. gnite and bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7776372436347047452?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7776372436347047452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7776372436347047452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7776372436347047452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7776372436347047452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/watched-madagascar-2-today.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3655862528075386135</id><published>2008-11-09T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:55:28.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les Misérables [10th Anniversary] - One Day More!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odrZ6NtPR2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odrZ6NtPR2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3655862528075386135?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3655862528075386135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3655862528075386135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3655862528075386135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3655862528075386135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/les-misrables-10th-anniversary-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-292737119540608988</id><published>2008-11-02T21:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:46:53.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was taken a few weeks back at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brazil Churrascaria&lt;/span&gt; with some of my shift buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/IMG_0024.jpg" alt="tz, sheng, james, wt, aaron" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clockwise from left: Tianzhong, Sheng, Me, Weitian, Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I forgot the name of this drink I ordered... It's some citrus juice, orange or lime or both.. I can't remember, with some mint.  Damn nice! Looks nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/IMG_0019.jpg" alt="green drink" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Their eyes were on this very pretty &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang moh&lt;/span&gt; girl at the table opposite ours!! Haha.  Too bad she left with her family after awhile.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1311.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1311.jpg" border="0" alt="siannn" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1315.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1315.jpg" border="0" alt="menher" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/18594106-292737119540608988?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/292737119540608988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=292737119540608988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/292737119540608988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/292737119540608988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-was-taken-few-weeks-back-at-brazil.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3540122127158679828</id><published>2008-11-01T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:08:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yt-IBJpEMzA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yt-IBJpEMzA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuS1cCnG8xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuS1cCnG8xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6021019549922603871</id><published>2008-10-25T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:23:54.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I've been playing Silent Hill on the psp.  It's quite scary, especially when you're playing alone with earphones on in the dark.  Apart from it being scary, it gets interesting as you progress on, solving mysteries about Travis Grady's past, and understanding just what is it about this creepy town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st birthday is next month.  Tentatively, it's gonna be at a Brazillian restaurant... can't decide which.  Plans may change. Quite a few important friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not to mention the girlfriend) &lt;/span&gt;are gonna be gone overseas during that period of time too.  A bit disappointed, but I'm really not excited about the whole thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a mindless, intellectually-deprived zombie now just listening and executing the specs' and officer's instructions.  I realised long time ago that it's no use making suggestions on how to improve our lives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the men's lives are really pathetic)&lt;/span&gt;, and also that it's pointless trying to be the best at everything.  That "best" mentality and attitude only prevails during course time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standby today was kind of relaxed.  They played soccer and basketball and those like me who play neither went for a run with sgt jon.  Our run turned out to be quite fun.  We went to visit the actual Changi Murals, and the Merlion statue next to it.  Before reporting back, we battled red ants just to complete our quest for plucking jackfruits.  The jackfruit sap squirted all over weitian's shirt.. and it looked like something else obscene.  All of us were laughing about it on the way back.  Turns out the jackfruist weren't ripe yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(we knew they were unripe cos they were still green in colour, but they wanted to cut it up anyway)&lt;/span&gt;.  The seeds weren't even formed yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ridiculous.  If I didn't take leave last weekend, I would have booked in everyday for more than a week.  I'm booking in tmr to mount again.  Psp is suddenly banned and so Travis will have to wait awhile before he finds out more about Silent Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which takes me back to Silent Hill: Origins again.  I really think the plot of the game is good.  Travis is a mentally disturbed truck driver.  His mother tried to kill him when he was young, claiming that he was a "devil child".  Apparently, no one believed her and they all thought she was insane, so she was committed to Cedar Grove Sanitarium, which is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao lang keng&lt;/span&gt;.  Travis' father became depressed ever since; he knew there was no way he was ever going to get his wife back to her normal self.  He had to lie to Travis, saying that his mother was dead.  Unable to live with the loss of his wife, Travis' father hanged himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love the nurses in Silent Hill!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shnursecosplay.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/shnursecosplay.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course shuen's prettier than that! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1289.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1289.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/18594106-6021019549922603871?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6021019549922603871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6021019549922603871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6021019549922603871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6021019549922603871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/10/lately-ive-been-playing-silent-hill-on.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6763350362250418980</id><published>2008-10-08T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:58:56.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shift 2 is full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cancel last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6763350362250418980?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6763350362250418980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6763350362250418980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6763350362250418980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6763350362250418980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/10/shift-2-is-full-of-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1749465816073155799</id><published>2008-10-01T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:14:22.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate92&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't emo already! don't worry.. i'm still here for you. :)  your results will be out tmr, i'm sure you'll be alright! i promise when i'm more free and less exhausted, i'll go swimming, rollerblading, cycling and bowling and whatever other activities with you okay! when you miss me, just hug my jacket or squeeze cowpigpanda and meh-meh! i really feel bad sometimes not being able to always be with you when you need me, bcos of the OTHER committment (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;). i just hope you'd understand more sometimes :) i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a wonderful girl and you just brighten up others' lives, especially mine. we're entering our fifth month together soon.. let's look forward to sharing more memorable experiences together. i'm really sorry that i'm... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;. i may not be that ideal person in your mind. nevertheless, i hope you've enjoyed our time together so far. i'm trying my best.. i really hope you're happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please don't always be so emo even though you got so many pretty moles! :( it makes me feel that i've failed.. makes me emo too :( the stuff you're talking about on msn now... it's really dampening my spirits. enough already okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go sleep early tonight! no matter what your results are tmr, i'll support you. :) goodnight and sweet dreams..! i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry87&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1749465816073155799?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1749465816073155799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1749465816073155799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1749465816073155799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1749465816073155799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-chocolate92-dont-emo-already-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3154447075712571286</id><published>2008-09-26T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:00:53.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from the GoH Appreciation Dinner held at Tengah Airbase.  Sounds nice.  But it wasn't really dinner.. I thought it was really just a tea reception.  And turns out that the whole thing was not like what it was named.  It's not really all about appreciating our efforts... only the key appointment holders for the RSAF Day.  So much for staying back after dismount and heading all the way to Tengah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side though, it was nice to see some faces again.  Terry and Brennan were turning up the crowd with their singing skills.  And we all made 1WO Khoo sing too!  He sang two hokkien songs. hahhaha.  There were beer girls too... they were sexy.  Not as pretty as they were sexy though.  Haha but still better than nothing.  Heard they did bar-top dancing after we left.  Haha wasted didn't stay to see.  Before we left, 1WO Khoo talked to us about the many privileges they have and entitlements that we do not actually have.  What to say... that conversation just highlights the differences in the quality of management between them and us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are stupid.  We slog so hard to fulfil requirements and expectations.  When some of us occasionally succumb to the harshness of it all, they get more shit.  It really doesn't make any sense. If men are not performing at their optimum level, you won't get them to reach the peak of that performance curve by giving them more of what's dragging them down.  Isn't it simple logic? There're some who keep up their individual standard and not let themselves down.  They are only enduring.  How much longer can they endure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after telling and giving us all this shit, one of the commanders was actually given the skinhead shave, and went in to serve time.  I mean, what is this? You expect all these from us and the next thing we see one of you going in to become a skinhead? There's no yellow ribbon project in here.  You lead by example and it was a bad one.  Condemned from now on? I don't know.  But I will find it hard to show the same respect as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of trying to be all perfect when at the end of the day, they still find ways to put you down? I daresay I'm not the only one with this thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is monotonous and I'm not enjoying it right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3154447075712571286?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3154447075712571286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3154447075712571286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3154447075712571286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3154447075712571286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-came-back-from-goh-appreciation.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8169795427063509172</id><published>2008-09-22T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:04:00.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STAR WARS: THE FORCE UNLEASHED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/asvKQOJZXcs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/asvKQOJZXcs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkBiYpD3SDc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkBiYpD3SDc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i'm playing it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8169795427063509172?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8169795427063509172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8169795427063509172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8169795427063509172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8169795427063509172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/09/star-wars-force-unleashed-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4556991243800689307</id><published>2008-09-10T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:51:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss GoH life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life now is as dull as black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is black a dull colour? or is it a dark colour? is it the same difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel being alone is better.  Can be myself whenever I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just feeling quite buried now. And quite stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm talking about la.  But I'm not really feeling cheerful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4556991243800689307?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4556991243800689307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4556991243800689307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4556991243800689307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4556991243800689307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-goh-life.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3034909044065877684</id><published>2008-09-03T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:44:06.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I applied to be a cadet pilot with SIA last night! Hope I get it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles are aching now after IPPT this afternoon.  So long never run already.. bah.  Surprisingly, duties and GoH helped strengthen my leg muscles.  All my lower limb statics i.e. shuttle run and sbj improved!  Had to take my shuttle run twice, cos my fingers slipped the first time and I dropped the block -.- Got a lousy timing.  11.11s.  I retook and my timing for the second try was 9.99s.  Haha.  I have issues with numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Changi V to eat with the guys after that.  Going back to shift sucks.  Even though that's our vocation and that's what we're supposed to do originally, I'm still not adapting to it.  What with the few hours of sleep and long hours of duties.  Sometimes I really wonder if there is really a need for all these.  I'm too used to the GoH lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met dear shuenn at her house after Changi V.  It's been quite long since I saw her! I seriously can't remember the last time we met.  I miss everything about her!  I miss the smell of her hair, the molemole above her left eye, her laughter, her hugs, her kisses.......... the list can go on forever!  Sigh.  I can't wait for her exams to be over! Well she promised a surprise after her exams.  I wonder what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my eye is twitching now.  Either she's thinking about me, or she's cursing me.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Chinese Army marching very nice to watch!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ru-xQac_sWw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ru-xQac_sWw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3034909044065877684?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3034909044065877684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3034909044065877684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3034909044065877684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3034909044065877684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-applied-to-be-cadet-pilot-with-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3923671245776948814</id><published>2008-08-30T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:19:51.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;RSAF Day was on thursday.  We the GOH had the time of our lives.  We were privileged to sit aboard a C-130 for a joyride at the Air Force Open House!! We took off from Paya Lebar Airbase and our route in the sky took us past Pasir Ris, MacRitchie, Kusu Island and some other places.  It was a very rare opportunity to fly in a military aircraft!  Too bad none of us brought any cameras.. we rushed straight from the parade at Tengah Airbase to Paya Lebar Airbase.  We saw this female Captain who was a pilot.  She was quite cute.  I'm wondering how it'd be if my girlfriend was a pilot.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys can share that experience too at the open house which is open to public today and sunday.  Dawn Yeoh (my favourite!) and Jessica Liu will be there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't have problems with my arm, I think I'd have accepted their offer to cross over to OCS after my FDC course.  After watching some videos and seeing pictures of some of my friends' commissioning parade, I'm starting to feel wasted.  Oh well, nevermind.  My time's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some of the videos of OCS Commissioning Parade that I've been watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BqhqqQUR1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BqhqqQUR1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3JzBDE_WmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3JzBDE_WmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And some of their OCS Graduation videos are actually quite interesting.  Can get to see what they do in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyoJK8Jq0hQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyoJK8Jq0hQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JGrLhyfy5DU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JGrLhyfy5DU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the past few days I've been hit by piano fever again.  I've not been out with shuen much lately cos her exams are coming, so instead I've been at home practising the piano.  I love Beethoven's Pathetique Sonata.  I love it being played by the master Arthur Rubinstein! And this is my favourite movement of the Pathetique...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIU892ygInw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIU892ygInw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for those interested in looong piano classics, here's one that I enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chopin's Piano Concerto 2, played by Arthur Rubinstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There he is, the master well into his 90's playing this difficult concerto, almost completely blind, without breaking a sweat..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-trKMKJ8c4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-trKMKJ8c4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JWSCMO5Xeo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JWSCMO5Xeo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3771060458243641247</id><published>2008-08-22T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:46:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RSAF Guard-of-Honour, Changi Airbase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF4155-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSCF4155-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roy, Matthew, Danny, 3SG Vimal, Puay Hui, 1WO Seah, Kelvin, James, Baocheng, Vincent, Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF4154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/DSCF4154.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060069.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With SSG Chelliah, the muscle man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060070.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Colours Party... 3 Extra!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060072.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060074.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060084.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3SG Vimal, me, 2LT Koon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060091.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FDC Plt 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1060093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P1060093.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FDS Shift mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3771060458243641247?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3771060458243641247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3771060458243641247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3771060458243641247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3771060458243641247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/08/rsaf-guard-of-honour-changi-airbase-roy.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8736043703244936188</id><published>2008-08-19T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:47:25.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days I've been eating damn alot.  I'm going to become fat soon.  But hey if you can put on weight, you can also diet! =/ So why am I still feeling like I've sinned by eating ban mian, penang laksa and curry hor fun for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Ndp is over.  We've already conquered the two most prestigious parades in SAF.  Now there's another challenge in a not so prestigious (but still important) parade. And that is RSAF Day Parade.  Well, in my honest opinion, it's much tougher than the two previous parades albeit its simple sequence.  That's because 1. there're no drills which allows us to momentarily rest our rifle arm unlike the previous two, and 2. new guards of honour have joined us.  So what we have worked hard to achieve after 5 months of tough training, they hope to achieve in 2 weeks.  It won't happen.  But still, since they've joined us, there will have to be a common standard.  They're friendly though.  One of them was even my senior back in Sasmb.  He played the flute.  Haven't seen him in 6 years.  Andrew. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended spband alumni prac last saturday.  I was quite excited at the thought of seeing some people whom I've not seen for a long time, especially my batch mates.  Haha I suck at the euphonium after so long.  I didn't enjoy the practice.  Alot of things seemed pointless.  I think I may have changed.  Maybe I'm not the bandfreak anymore.  Still considering if I'm going to join in performing for the concert.  Perhaps I'll just be in audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month plus since I lost my psp.  I don't think I'll get another one.  I overspent the last month and I desperately need to start saving money for rainy days.  And even then I'd just use the old umbrellas.. the money is not for buying umbrellas HAHA.  Yes, i think i'm very humourous.  Yeah so back to the point.  I lost my psp and so I was lacking a means of stress relief and mental challenge and mind-body coordination ecetera.  So I've started playing some stpuid computer game called Soldat.  Haha.  It's some 2D unrefined online game.  Bascially, you choose a weapon and go kill enemies in the opposing team.  And it's funny in its own way.  Haha.  I think I play it too much, that's why now my left hand feels kind of sprained.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to talk alot.  I find it troublesome.  If only my mind could speak, then I wouldn't have to use my mouth at all.  Sometimes people ask me questions and I don't feel like answering them verbally.  Sometimes I'll just pray that a miracle happens and they can read the answer from my mind.  The thing is, miracles do not happen.  And so, after asking me a dozen times and after not getting the answer from me a dozen times, I still have to answer them in the end. verbally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad my dear shuen is always there supporting me.  I'm under a system which is absolute and demands full committment and also demands sacrifices.  I've had to disappoint my shuen quite a few times already thanks to this... system.  Seriously, I don't dare make promises now in case something crops up last minute, and I can't deliver that promise.  I'm just glad that she's understanding.  Thanks shuen. I love you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got this from Alvin's blog. Quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This I heard over the radio on the drive home and I got to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin &amp;amp; Vernon: Hello! Muttons to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caller: I want to complain about my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin: Why? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caller: He doesn't want to call me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vernon: Then why don't you call him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caller: I can only sms him to call me. I can't call him because his mother will check his phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin: I got a solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vernon: Solution? How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin: Use pigeons. Write your messages and send them with the pigeons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vernon: That's a good idea. Whose mom will check on their son's bird? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin: No mom would."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2773065869_4d4a42853d_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/2773065869_4d4a42853d_b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2764943281_c72ea551ca_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/2764943281_c72ea551ca_b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8736043703244936188?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8736043703244936188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8736043703244936188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8736043703244936188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8736043703244936188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/08/past-few-days-ive-been-eating-damn-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6764608043144901107</id><published>2008-08-14T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:34:32.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have issues, and I don't know if anyone can help me with these.... issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6764608043144901107?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6764608043144901107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6764608043144901107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6764608043144901107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6764608043144901107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-have-issues-and-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4037417817354544894</id><published>2008-08-11T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:00:10.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu2GahY2Sss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu2GahY2Sss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4037417817354544894?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4037417817354544894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4037417817354544894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4037417817354544894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4037417817354544894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1368287653567653794</id><published>2008-08-03T20:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:49:38.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some pics from my tour with the RSAF Guard-of-Honour contingent so far =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/eb.jpg" alt="marina bayy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_MG_0015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/_MG_0015.jpg" alt="saf day 2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_144737088l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_144737088l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2727715965_6492873382_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/2727715965_6492873382_b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_600178876l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_600178876l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_693039005l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_693039005l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/IMG_0036.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2620711801_331b9bed90_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/2620711801_331b9bed90_b.jpg" alt="colour party" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/IMG_0061.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2665592520_3a3c63a858_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/2665592520_3a3c63a858_b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_318955079l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_318955079l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_350257514l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_350257514l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_865181645l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_865181645l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2665671370_3ceea22727_b.jpg" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1_403199820l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/1_403199820l.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1368287653567653794?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1368287653567653794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1368287653567653794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1368287653567653794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1368287653567653794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-pics-from-my-tour-with-rsaf-guard.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8464869321945577419</id><published>2008-07-28T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:19:17.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ent for IBM last night.  It's been so long since I last heard live wind instrument sounds, and I'm glad that I didn't regret my decision attending this concert!  Met up with Joanne before going in.  I feel damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aged &lt;/span&gt;sitting in the audience watching the band play.  Not so long ago, I was just like one of them working with everyone else to realise a symphonic rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ent off for dinner at Secret Recipe at IMM after that.  The food's pricey and I was not really keen on dining there.  Haha but seeing this as one of the rare opportunities where I get to see some of them again after so long, I decided why not! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nd I think Joanne and Alicia have issues. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;verall, I enjoyed my day!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image12661.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image12661.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1260.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1260.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8464869321945577419?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8464869321945577419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8464869321945577419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8464869321945577419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8464869321945577419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/w-ent-for-ibm-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4681088578279654619</id><published>2008-07-21T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:14:58.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have been memorable, spent with a beautiful special someone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have that special something which makes troubles disappear, and I can't help but feel fortunate to have someone like you by my side.  You're just so cheerful always and hearing your voice... it just makes me smile.  Your laughter works more wonders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel so guilty.  I feel like I've not done enough for you.  There was a period of time when I was always away for parade rehearsals.  I knew you needed me the most, and I wasn't there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read your "Holy List", I really felt like shooting myself.  In your list were some of the simplest things that I wouldn't have thought of...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And yet, I couldn't fulfil some requests though they were simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"go for less rehearsals =("&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you(: to spend more time with me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise I'll never leave you to face the monsters alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I keep reading and re-reading your hand-written cards and letters.  Haha.  I think I can recite all of them already!! Thanks for the one-monthversary surprise gift! I love the socks!! I think I'll be wearing them quite often from now on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shuen. i love you baby =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jsahmueesn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/jsahmueesn.jpg" border="0" alt="stairs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4681088578279654619?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4681088578279654619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4681088578279654619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4681088578279654619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4681088578279654619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/past-few-weeks-have-been-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-2540344055700924222</id><published>2008-07-20T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:18:38.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes I have off till wednesday! How nice is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recently I feel that whatever happens, all fingers seem to only point at me.  Everything seems to be my fault and my fault only.  And even though I have valid reasons to cover my ass, I still feel like zero.  Because they don't want to hear reason.  They only talk angry and indifferent.  Once they've made up their minds that I'm to blame for everything, that's it.  It'll remain that way no matter what.  I just feel so wrongly accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a helpless situation.  Whatever I do or say changes nothing.  Might as well let them have their way and take all the blame.  And sometimes even by letting them put all the blame on me, they still manage to find fault with me; they still manage to find darts to throw at the already &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dartful &lt;/span&gt;dartboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of being a freaking dartboard.  I want to remain in that sanctuary of mine.  But sometimes, even that sanctuary refuses me. So.. back to the zero situation for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the loneliest ever sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-2540344055700924222?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/2540344055700924222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=2540344055700924222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/2540344055700924222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/2540344055700924222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-yes-i-have-off-till-wednesday-how.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4063117328967237926</id><published>2008-07-17T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:25:30.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight, I feel the loneliest ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4063117328967237926?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4063117328967237926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4063117328967237926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4063117328967237926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4063117328967237926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/tonight-i-feel-loneliest-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6341820807577669111</id><published>2008-07-12T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:19:42.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9.20pm.  I had to go off, back to camp.  Back to the prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I can only miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I stood up to leave, she hugged me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want you to go..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... My heart melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6341820807577669111?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6341820807577669111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6341820807577669111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6341820807577669111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6341820807577669111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/9.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3205197152038648754</id><published>2008-07-08T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:49:55.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. the videos of NE show 1 are in the last post.  Overall, I think we were not that bad.  Got to book in by 11pm later tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so drained now... no energy and no strength.  I shall go have a long sleep tonight.  NDP Rehearsal tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3205197152038648754?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3205197152038648754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3205197152038648754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3205197152038648754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3205197152038648754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7013109294936591338</id><published>2008-07-07T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:05:08.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cNBI0JJy4cE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXCC74pzFcs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ZRad609pn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zl-NSKCggf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7013109294936591338?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7013109294936591338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7013109294936591338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7013109294936591338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7013109294936591338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5268443334411493072</id><published>2008-07-04T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:37:08.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched WANTED today.  what can i say? it's just cool. and angelina jolie is hot! my eyes were all over the screen though; we were sitting on the first row. half the time, someone's eyes were closed. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who?&lt;/span&gt;) haha. well, it's been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a cat knocked down by a van today. poor cat. but it scratched me last night! oh well, i tried to warn the cat actually (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;) lol. then i realised i should er.. warn the driver instead. but too late.. meowww... meowwwwww... priiaaarrrrkkkk!! cat stew. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend was eating at an emplacement (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not right) &lt;/span&gt;with a computer in front of him.  做错一定要改, and i decided to go about it the gentler way.  i set the computer's wallpaper to tiles of our RSM's photo.  hoho. killed his appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with huiee's sister huizhen to pass her their ndp tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied someone to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to shop around for a nice blouse for that someone special. finally found what i was looking for. i stood there staring for quite awhile, trying to decide which size i should get. the shop assistants must have thought i was a weirdo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i hope that special someone likes it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-5268443334411493072?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5268443334411493072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5268443334411493072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5268443334411493072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5268443334411493072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/watched-wanted-today.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8208452835385854520</id><published>2008-07-03T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:20:29.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>说了又不听&lt;br /&gt;听了又不懂&lt;br /&gt;不懂又不问&lt;br /&gt;问了又不做&lt;br /&gt;做了又做错&lt;br /&gt;错了又不认&lt;br /&gt;认了又不改&lt;br /&gt;改了又不服&lt;br /&gt;不服又不说&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8208452835385854520?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8208452835385854520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8208452835385854520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8208452835385854520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8208452835385854520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3550240565387123907</id><published>2008-07-02T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:18:53.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a very sad day.  I lost something very precious and expensive.  I can't blame anyone but myself for being so careless.  Sigh.  It's over, I shall leave the bad memories behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, we were awarded 1.5days off for SAF Day Parade.  From what our RSMs told us, we were indeed Above All.  Hmmm.. I'll post up the pictures when I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to send my No. 1 for dry cleaning today.  I think I woke up on the wrong side of bed today, that's why I lost my piano black baby.... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh actually i can only wake up on one side of the bed =/ )&lt;/span&gt; oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from the airport with shuen(: and blwh.  We went to walk around in terminal 3.  Well, it's not very fantastic.  Yet.  Didn't do much there... just had dinner at Popeye.  Sent her home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been very troubling.  I don't want to always be the one who causes it to rain.  Perhaps it's time I started chasing the dark clouds away, and making the sun shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, what did the lollipop say to the girl? Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3550240565387123907?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3550240565387123907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3550240565387123907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3550240565387123907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3550240565387123907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-very-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3621003246271606028</id><published>2008-06-29T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:32:45.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CR1_025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/CR1_025.jpg" border="0" alt="ndp 08" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3621003246271606028?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3621003246271606028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3621003246271606028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3621003246271606028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3621003246271606028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/ndp-08.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-7034317953487789073</id><published>2008-06-23T19:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:04:43.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a happy day! Went for lunch with shuen(: at justacia after her church.  The food there's good, that's why I keep going back there! Worth the money too. After that we went to meet blwh and yk at Tampines Mall for You Don't Mess with the Zohan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=youdontmesswiththezohan_gallerypost.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/youdontmesswiththezohan_gallerypost.jpg" border="0" alt="zohan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The show was freaking funny la! Some jokes are quite hard to understand, but these are the jokes which make up for the show's poor storyline.  Creative idea for a movie though.. Counter-terrorist who dreams of being a hairstylist?! Hahaha! And someone kept staring at Zohan's *ahem* thing.  "So BIG!" she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off for dinner and broke off with blwh and yk who went home after that.  And because of smth I said (or did not say?) on the bus, shuen(: was angry with me. Went to Pasir Ris Park to spend some time with each other.  We spent half of the walk there in silence.. no matter what I said, she was still angry.  Really didn't know what to do. Good thing her mood changed later on.. we got a bench and just talked about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice spending time alone with someone special. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a freaking bodyache.  Think it's the way in which I slept.  Shuen(: wanted to meet me after school for lunch; she'd already told her mum she'd be staying back in school and thus she'd be returning home late lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought her to eat Teppanyaki in Bugis, where she met her "husband" - the very handsome........ and fat chef. She looked so amazed to see him cooking our lunch on the spot! Haha.  Went to the beach after that and had some fun in the sand and water.  Lol.  We wrote smth on the sand and realised that we couldn't take a picture of it (we were not tall enough, not even me), so we wrote it somewhere else and thought that it would be better and more friendly for us the photographers.  We were wrong! bah. Gave up with taking a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about some things on the way back.  Wasn't very cheerful... wasn't very cheerful at all.  I shall not talk about it.  So shuen, you better not think about it ok? Remember today as a happy day, not a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're shuen(:, with the smiley face.  You're not shuen): with the sad face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image015.jpg" border="0" alt="beach" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-7034317953487789073?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/7034317953487789073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=7034317953487789073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7034317953487789073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/7034317953487789073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-was-happy-day-went-for-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1883417225521318923</id><published>2008-06-22T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:13:03.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I had to die, I'd choose to die a hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1883417225521318923?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1883417225521318923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1883417225521318923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1883417225521318923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1883417225521318923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-really-proud-of-who-i-am-and-what.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-9104809100440179280</id><published>2008-06-16T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:07:10.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some pics from the rehearsals (which are beginning to get quite draining)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MB2_040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/MB2_040.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MB2_044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/MB2_044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MB2_053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/MB2_053.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSAF Guard-of-Honour. Above All! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And only recently during the past few rehearsals, I met some of my secondary school friends whom I've lost touch with.  Saw Chris Hon in CDO (wow!), saw Milton! in 2SIR, saw Gerald Seet and Darren Chua in NDU, and Michael Tay in MP Command.  It's really nice meeting all of them under such circumstances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-9104809100440179280?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/9104809100440179280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=9104809100440179280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/9104809100440179280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/9104809100440179280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-pics-from-rehearsals-which-are.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4748186983832364719</id><published>2008-06-14T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:53:29.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats to all my friends who just got commissioned as 2nd Lieutenants! It has been a tough 9 months I'm sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4748186983832364719?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4748186983832364719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4748186983832364719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4748186983832364719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/4748186983832364719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/congrats-to-all-my-friends-who-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-5284364204802093337</id><published>2008-06-12T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:11:01.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met shuen and blwh the other day for dinner at tampines mall.  Shuen said she wanted to pass me a card lol.  She bet with me that I will cry after reading it! cos its supposed to be SO touching.  But I didn't, obviously. Haha. It was quite sweet of her actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yeah, like what I said in the previous post, she came over to study on Monday cos she was bored of shopping malls.  If she wants to come over to my house to study, she should just stay at home and study right?! What's the difference. lol. But ok la, we watched a vcd before she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1147.jpg" border="0" alt="sweet?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people like to act like they're sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1138.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1138.jpg" border="0" alt="cool?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...while some people like to act cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/Image1149.jpg" border="0" alt="??" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but some people are just "plain sweet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So now my house has become a day resort for some people. Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18594106-5284364204802093337?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/5284364204802093337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=5284364204802093337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5284364204802093337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/5284364204802093337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/met-shuen-and-blwh-other-day-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-3183902218937317143</id><published>2008-06-09T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:40:13.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's my off day!  And I wouldn't be staying here at home!.... if not for the monkey who's studying outside now in the living room.  Make me wake up so early in the morning just to go all the way to pasir ris and fetch her! Say meet at 8.45am, but she 8.45am then wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better study hard.  If not next time you can go sweep floor and clean toilet in white sands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-3183902218937317143?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/3183902218937317143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=3183902218937317143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3183902218937317143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/3183902218937317143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-my-off-day-and-i-wouldnt-be.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-2391047046118012745</id><published>2008-06-08T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T11:50:10.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you're surrounded by stupidity, it's best to keep quiet and feign ignorance, no matter how much you may want to laugh at them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't argue with morons.  They lower you to their level and beat you with experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pain in my right arm is getting worse.  Maybe I just need massage therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-2391047046118012745?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/2391047046118012745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=2391047046118012745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/2391047046118012745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/2391047046118012745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-youre-surrounded-by-stupidity-its.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1039431101419106610</id><published>2008-06-02T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:24:58.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If the dogs on farms are called farm dogs, and horses in the sea are called sea horses...&lt;br /&gt;...why are oranges called oranges, and apples not called red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why are seashells called seashells when they're on the beach instead of the sea?&lt;br /&gt;...is it becos she sold them on the seashore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if she sold seashells on the seashore, and no one saw her sell seashells on the seashore, does it mean that she didnt sell seashells on the seashore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... No.  Instead, it means that she sold beachshells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if a bitch sells beachshells, shouldn't the beachshells be called bitchshells?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if a bitch sells bitchshells, she'd be a shellbitch.  Therefore, she'd be selling shellbitchshells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dogs do not have shells.... so bitchshells is not defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. but dogs have balls no? so it shld be called bitchballs instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... but females don't have balls.  Therefore, bitchballs is not defined either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe... that's why they call it beachballs and not bitchballs; its a cover up.  And that probably explains why bitches have no balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, through brain stimulation and creative thinking, blwh and I have once again discovered smth big, and solved a big mystery on the origins of gender....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... for dogs at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1039431101419106610?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1039431101419106610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1039431101419106610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1039431101419106610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We Are Scientists - The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/21-TCoFRgy0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/21-TCoFRgy0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burnt out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6026416999367569546?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6026416999367569546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Commando's Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Give me, my God, what You still have;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give me what no one asks for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not ask for wealth, nor success,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nor even health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People ask You so often, God, for all that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that You cannot have any left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me, my God, what You still have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me what people refuse to accept from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want insecurity and disquietude;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want turmoil and brawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if You should give them to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my God, once and for all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me be sure to have them always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... for I will not always have the courage to ask for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corporal Zirnheld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Special Air Service&lt;br /&gt;1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-4356920211746436431</id><published>2008-05-22T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:11:24.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could, I'd sign up for the Basic Airborne Course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-4356920211746436431?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/4356920211746436431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=4356920211746436431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Most of our section was there and we had fun exchanging ghost stories and other... weirder stories.  Like what Enru told us about NUS people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a survey was conducted recently and it was found that 64% of university students have sex in their hostels.  One of our NUS friends was walking past a room the other day, and she heard a couple from China having sex.  The guy was coming and he was shouting "叫我皇蒂！叫我皇蒂！".  Our cheeky friend shouted "皇蒂!" and ran off. hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Enru enjoys her time abroad.  We'll have another section gathering when she comes back year end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to meet blwh for dinner and pool again.  Outside the eating place was a crowd of students (i assume they're students) from China.  We went in and ordered our food at the counter.  The lady at the counter taking our orders was from China too.  Then we sat down and then we noticed that the girls sitting at the table beside us were from China too.  Ok, so we ate our dinner and went off to book a pool table.  The girl who attended to us at the pool counter.... was from China too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night, I dreamt that someone predicted that I'd become a world famous pianist!  The dream went something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/bt.swf" width="400" height="370" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="code=32884e64a39042832979930fff87a7b2"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... that's some dream eh? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8008524393287372390?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8008524393287372390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8008524393287372390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8008524393287372390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8008524393287372390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-farewell-gathering-on-thurs-night.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1143798761840589755</id><published>2008-05-13T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:00:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NDP rehearsals have started.  Everything was not as simple as I thought they'd be.  But it's a new experience for most of us.  Take today for example.  It was the first of many combined rehearsals.. the RSN and the SPF GoHs were there too.  It's not very often that you get to interact with different services of the nation.  Soon, there'll be either the CDOs or the Guards, and of course the supporting contingents.  Let's just say that it'd be a new experience watching "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;colour tv"&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor has confirmed that a tissue linking my right bicep to my shoulder is torn.  He recommends surgery.  I have an appointment with him tomorrow and we'll see how things go.  Most probably, I'll wait till after NDP before doing anything about it.  Hope I don't become handicapped by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I bought a cookbook!  The pictures almost made me drool! The instructions were clear too. haha.  Bought it at quite a bargain too.  I forsee myself in the kitchen for the next few weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday saw me going to shm's 21st birthday party with blwh.  It was nice meeting new people (his other friends), as well as old friends I haven't met in ages.  Some grew fat! Some changed hairstyles! But some are still the same.  Hmm.. I hope to catch up with more friends whom I've lost contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 May seems like a significant day, but I can't remember why.  Could it be someone's birthday? I really can't remember whose it is.  Well if it that's the case, Happy Birthday to you, whoever you are! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1143798761840589755?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1143798761840589755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1143798761840589755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1143798761840589755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1143798761840589755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/05/ndp-rehearsals-have-started.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1642150275305398703</id><published>2008-04-28T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T13:08:42.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its PSP mania in my camp these few days.  Most of my friends don't rest much when they're off duty.  Instead, they huddle in groups and indulge in the fantasies of whatever their PSPs can bring them.  There's really nothing else you can do besides sleeping and having a PSParty in there.  If only there was a music composer software available on PSP, it'd be really nice and convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been having alot of ideas for Concert 21, but I can't seem to write them down before I forget.  I can't find my manuscript book!  I've also been looking for new songs to play, like &lt;a href="http://www.videogamepianist.com/pianocollections/23.mp3"&gt;Suteki da ne&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm also wondering if any saxophonist is interested to play a sax-piano duet with me.  The song's Bogoshipda, from Stairway to Heaven.  It could be really nice.&lt;a href="http://www.videogamepianist.com/pianocollections/23.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to wear no.1, even though it's just the rehearsal set.  The parade set is going to take some time to be ready since it's tailor-made for us.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok, that's about all for now.  If you guys have any ideas for Concert 21, let me know thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1642150275305398703?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1642150275305398703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1642150275305398703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1642150275305398703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1642150275305398703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-psp-mania-in-my-camp-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-1048761704935941459</id><published>2008-04-11T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:44:14.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at Chinatown with a friend once, she went there to repair her shoes.  We had to wait awhile for her shoes to be done, so we decided to just walk around and see chinese people.  Then this uncle stuffed this brochure into my hands and stared at both of us expectantly.  I began to read the brochure and immediately crushed and threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It read, "Low-cost rooms available for sex! Book one now!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my friend was busy looking at some other stuff and did not notice the brochure.  It would have been so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I just remembered that out of nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the past week was quite tough.  Out of the 9 days that we stayed in camp, we only had 2 nights of peaceful rest.  The rest of the nights were interrupted with the sound of the siren, the call for us to be activated.  It's quite hard to focus and control your movements sometimes when you've just been pulled out of your deep sleep.  And the fatigue that increases as the week goes by doesn't help with the situation at all.  Add to that the stress of having to perform up to expectations of the specs; Aloysius, me and the other platoons' best were in charge of the whole company.  Anything goes wrong, we get it first and we get it hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this phase of our training, we (the I/Cs) really learnt to work closely with one another.  Whether it was an operation or exercise or just simple things like meals, the four of us had to work against the pressure put to us both by the men and the specs.  It's quite an experience.  And remember when I said the feeling was great when you know that there are close friends striving to achieve excellence with you even under harsh conditions? Well, this was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this day when we didn't have anything much to do, so Alvin and I ended up talking about our families.  Both of us had problems, and we shared with each other how we were coping with them.  I got to give it to Alvin.  Through his faith in his religion, he'd managed to close some prominent gaps and overcome the deep hatred that he had for certain characters in his family.  If I were in his shoes, things would probably have remained deep down in that black hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confided with him the problems that I had with my family.  First, it was my Dad.  My father initially had a tooling business of his own, but over the past few years business had been declining and eventually he had to close it down.  He decided to get a taxi license to help sustain the family.  The whole family knew that he'd changed his profession.  The whole family... except for me.  I did not find out until half a year later.  Why was that? I questioned myself.  Then I realised that I hadn't really interacted with my family.  I was selfish.  As long as it didn't affect my lifestyle then, it didn't matter to me.  But perhaps it was because of my lifestyle then that my father was struggling financially.  I have since changed my bad spending habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is quite a quiet man.  I am like him too.  And usually when it's only the two of us together, there's hardly any conversation.  When he comes home after work, I don't greet him or anything.  I just look in his direction, if that's acknowledgement.  If I were to say something like "Hi Dad", it'd seem weird and uneasy for me.  But that's the problem.  I don't want it to continue being like that.  I want to be more interactive towards him, but I don't know why I can't just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since I told him I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he doesn't like his new job at all, driving late into the night, returning home only to rest in the morning before driving off again in the afternoon.  It's tiring for him and I'm worried that this fatigue may compromise his safety on the road.  Every night in camp before I go to sleep, I pray that God will keep my family safe from evil and harm, especially my Dad.  I wouldn't feel at ease if I didn't at least pray for their safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum.  I know I haven't been speaking much to her and when I come to think of it now, it's already been like this for a few years.  When she comes into my room, wanting to talk to me about normal everyday stuff, I feel intruded.  And I usually try to end the conversation quickly, just so that she leaves my room sooner.  Even when I'm typing this post, she's alone out in the living room.  And she'd continue to be alone even when she goes to sleep.  There was a time when I wouldn't go to sleep without first saying a "Goodnight" to my parents and my sister.  But that time seems to have disappeared into the black and white of the long-gone past.  I know she is lonely.  My Dad is on the road for most of the day, my sis is staying in her hostel and I, in camp.  I really don't want her to keep feeling lonely, but I don't know why I don't dare to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember I used to make breakfast-in-bed for my parents, and they would awake with a smile, and that would make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things Alvin told me to do, I already know I should do.  But I don't know why I'm afraid to do them.  Why should I fear showing my parents I love them anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-1048761704935941459?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/1048761704935941459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=1048761704935941459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1048761704935941459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/1048761704935941459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-at-chinatown-with-friend-once-she.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-8125215140470363951</id><published>2008-04-01T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:33:40.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for a financial planning seminar recently called "Breaking the Millionaire Code".  The speaker was quite a well-known guy, Thomas Matthew.  He was a very strong Christian, and he held this seminar like how a church service would be like, minus the singing.  Learnt alot from that seminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent the day out with my platoon.  First with section 3, then supposedly with section 1 (it turned out to be the rest of the platoon in the end).  We ate and played LAN, the former being the more exciting one.  In the afternoon, Alvin brought us to this place called JustAcia at Dhoby Ghaut Xchange.  The food was good, and affordable.  Free flow of drinks and ice-cream!  Then we went to play LAN until it was time to meet the nxt group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner we went to Manhatten Fish Market at Plaza Singapura.  It's like Fish n Co, really can't tell any difference.  The menu was somewhat similar too.  And Zhiwei being himself, instead of ordering food, tried to order the waitress' number.  She told him her number wasn't in the menu!  Haha sad.  And then we went to play LAN again, but this time it was more exciting because there were more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is April Fool's Day!  Happy Birthday Alvin! I know you didn't get Company Best PT for nothing! (that bugger ran 20km under 1hr 20mins when he went to east coast park to "relax"... that's just about the pace for his 2.4km timing! 8min 47sec!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=section31.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/section31.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P310308_23022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/palooza87/P310308_23022.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I've probably already told some of you that even though I was recommended to go to Sispec, I'm not going there already.  I didn't even go for the medical FFI; there was no point because I would surely fail, due to my arm.  But it doesn't matter now.  The three chevron stripes are just a rank.  What I've achieved, in my opinion, is much more than that.  My friends respect me for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rank is only what you wear, respect is what you earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-8125215140470363951?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/8125215140470363951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=8125215140470363951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8125215140470363951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/8125215140470363951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-went-for-financial-planning-seminar.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18594106.post-6495398275780548868</id><published>2008-03-30T11:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:52:07.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would very much love to travel overseas soon.  Maybe Japan or Australia, or Paris!  Yeah, I'd love to go Paris! The last time I went on an overseas holiday was close to 6 years ago.  Anyone sharing the same desire as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      最長的電影&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDoIxnAEp2s&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDoIxnAEp2s&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18594106-6495398275780548868?l=euphoanonymous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/feeds/6495398275780548868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18594106&amp;postID=6495398275780548868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6495398275780548868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18594106/posts/default/6495398275780548868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoanonymous.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-would-very-much-love-to-travel.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
