<?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-7228627</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:19:49.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to lose.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5335895511409341819</id><published>2009-04-05T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:30:18.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashed.</title><content type='html'>I change my mind. Fickle, yes. I had the other blog set up and good to go, only left to re-skin it. But somehow or another, I rather stay here then move to somewhere new. Maybe the time isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's the layout? Wei Zhong mentioned it being like a puzzle.. so isn't that a bad thing? How does a person find their way around? Haha.. If I find another skin that I like, perhaps I'll change it. Fickle? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet Ryan, Joanna and LP for a photoshoot today. But in the end, they cancelled one hour before we were supposed to meet. Seriously. THANK YOU. All dressed up and good to go, and then cancelled. I skipped my soccer training too for you guys. Ryan probably still sleeping after clubbing.  Ah. Fine then. Another day going out for a shoot alone. Won't be the first time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining now though. Looks like its gonna be pretty heavy. Maybe I can finally do that rain shoot I wanted. Water theme. Looking at the clouds, I'd say it'll last.. an hour? But I'll wait for the worst of it to pass. No point going out now. The increased moisture might bother the lens and the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hands on the lens below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SdgvDoE6V6I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/mADItsTzwyI/s1600-h/AFS_VR70_300_01_i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SdgvDoE6V6I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/mADItsTzwyI/s320/AFS_VR70_300_01_i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321054699082373026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF-S VR Zoom-Nikkor 70-300mm f/4.5-5.6G IF-ED. To make a long story short, it has great zooming capabilities, vibration-reduction system and pretty much a more-than-decent lens for me to use. Fantastic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing plenty of location shoots with the camera. Marina Barrage, Henderson Ridges with Marcus, Esplanade, Botanic Gardens.. I'm looking for human volunteers for me to test out my lenses. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna post up my photos online, with some choice photos here. If you're interested to purchase them for project work / advertisements, just leave your contact in my tagboard. I'm starting on several themes now. I plan to have a good working archive for use. I'll post up the archive link once I get it all set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Sdgy5rcctmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ZSiWMQmchQg/s1600-h/Fadzli+%26+Ryan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Sdgy5rcctmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ZSiWMQmchQg/s320/Fadzli+%26+Ryan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321058926234220130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Marcus, I'm also addicted to photo manipulation. Results as seen above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I have a copy of CS2. Yes, I'm a noob (screw you), but I'm slowly learning. Not easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5335895511409341819?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5335895511409341819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5335895511409341819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5335895511409341819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5335895511409341819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2009/04/dashed.html' title='Dashed.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SdgvDoE6V6I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/mADItsTzwyI/s72-c/AFS_VR70_300_01_i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6014626526803435725</id><published>2009-03-13T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:13:47.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Chapter.</title><content type='html'>I kinda decided to let this be my last post.. for this blog. When I look through the archives, I get the feeling this isn't really the person whom I want to be reminded of.. it will still remain open though, because I still want to keep the memories and and the pictures and all those funny moments I grew up with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this song epitomizes what I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;So bad..a person like you..&lt;br /&gt;Why did you take my heart away without my permission?&lt;br /&gt;I'm living with so much difficulties&lt;br /&gt;But you don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. that its not me&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not worthy enough for even a blink of your eye&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes can't you share your smile with me too?&lt;br /&gt;Even if its not love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please turn back just once sometime&lt;br /&gt;If I wait endlessly like this today&lt;br /&gt;Again its the one word in my heart that I cant keep inside&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I laid my head on my desk&lt;br /&gt;And I think I fell asleep grieving for you&lt;br /&gt;When I opened my eyes, the tears had smudged&lt;br /&gt;Your name and hopeless doodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please turn back just once sometime&lt;br /&gt;If I wait endlessly like this today&lt;br /&gt;Again its the one word in my heart that I can't keep inside&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back at your image&lt;br /&gt;which I got so used to it&lt;br /&gt;I say those silent tear-like words,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6014626526803435725?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6014626526803435725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6014626526803435725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6014626526803435725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6014626526803435725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-chapter.html' title='The Final Chapter.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6823336463366310591</id><published>2009-03-08T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:10:41.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confounded.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those days where you just simply felt... lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, you wake up, you gaze at the ceiling for a few minutes, you get up, you do your stuff, you go through the day's motions.. You eat and its tasteless, you try to inject zest by being cheery and it comes out flat.. you scroll through your phonebook to see who would be willing to go out with you, but you just can't find the heart to carry it out... you blink, and sometimes all you see is black and white.. The one person you really wanna talk to doesn't have any interest to talk to you.. you hover your mouse over a friend's email on MSN, but you know double-clicking and engaging in a conversation with them would probably mean they stop replying you halfway.. you try to keep your mind busy, but it'll find a way to drag up memories you don't want to remember.. You remember seeing her for the first time, all preppy and cute, chatting with her friends.. you remember the outings you have, you remember the smiles she gave you.. you remember the twinkle in her eye whenever you surprise or tell her something she finds amusing.. you remember how subtle her touch was, when she grabbed your arm and ran through the crowd together.. you remember her other smile, the ultra radiant one, the one that causes her cheeks to glow and her eyes to shimmer, like you're gazing into a beautiful kaleidoscope... and you recall the softness of her hair, her scent and her voice.. and then you realize, that it will never never ever happen.. and you can never have her.. because her future lies away from you, and even though you would defy everything just to be with her and spent the rest of your life growing old together, she might not feel the same way.. have you ever had that kinda day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a week like that.. and I have no idea what to do about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6823336463366310591?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6823336463366310591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6823336463366310591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6823336463366310591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6823336463366310591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2009/03/confounded.html' title='Confounded.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5805757191297272995</id><published>2009-03-01T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:15:27.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>나는 나가 당신을 위협한 경우에 진짜로 유감스럽다. 나는에 의미하지 않는다. 나는 왜 나가 일을 한지 건너오는, 나 한 무슨이 저 잘 모른다. 그러나 나가 무엇이건을 철회할 것이다 그것의 멀리 너무 늦은 지금. 그러나 당신이 무엇이건을, 저를 묵살하지 말라. 당신은 저에게, 아래로 돈다 저를, 힌트 거절할 수 있다. 그러나, 저를 묵살하지 말라.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think its a song.. its not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5805757191297272995?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5805757191297272995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5805757191297272995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5805757191297272995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5805757191297272995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-8327532083718811810</id><published>2009-02-06T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:42:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure.</title><content type='html'>29th of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all gone now isn't it? Feelings, efforts, touch, smiles.. only memories remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, memories form a part of who you are, and you can never control them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They suddenly pop up when you look at something familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the tree we used to rest under whenever we're in Sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the countless times I went over to Vivo to find you.. have dinner and just talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the train station we'd meet at, where I would anxiously see whether you would reach there on time because you tend to confuse the front and back end of the train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Northpoint shopping centre, backdrop of our dinners, conversations and plenty of other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cineleisure, where I spent the best days of my teen years, with the best of friends and company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks, the site of our last rendezvouz together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own copy of the 1st couple ring we bought, because it reminds me of how you lost your own rings, twice, and you decided to keep the 2nd one, while I kept the first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of your 125 letters you wrote to me, because each one told me how much you put into the relationship, throughout all our faults and errors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our attempt at a couple album, because we had so many pictures.. yet at the same time, I know you're not the type to take photos as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countless shopping trips we had together, where you'd ask my opinion on every piece of cloth you tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den I would remember the quarrels we had, all the small and big things, whether it was about my shades, or other people, or my tardiness.. and then I realized that I could have done more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd think about the Valentine's Day trip I planned out in January, because I wanted to see you happy.. a nice candlelight dinner at Jewel Box, a Cable Car trip to Sentosa.. Songs of the sea, followed by a walk down the beach.. a little bouquet of roses in your hand, and accompanied by a new set of rings.. nothing and no one else except the 2 of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remembered how much hurt I've caused you, unknowingly damaging myself too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had any ill thoughts of you.. no matter what happened.. because I could have done stuff to drive you to that extent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking of how I go to sleep comfortably every night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas in reality, I'm wide-awake at night, staring at a blank ceiling, which reflects the exact state of my inner self.. just blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those nights, my mind plays havoc with my heart.. During the day, my heart runs circles inside my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its our age gap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its our mentality gap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, these past almost-3 years have been wonderful with you, throughout all the good and bad times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not one memory I don't like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do recall, you asked me this before.. several times in fact;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When did you fall for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I explain that? But recently, I recall a distinct moment that cemented you somewhere in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling down that day in Cine.. and no matter what I did, what game I played, what joke I said, everything seemed so flat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you came up to me, smiled and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry! Just cheer up okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when you had me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 29th of January, was when I lost a part of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-8327532083718811810?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/8327532083718811810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=8327532083718811810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8327532083718811810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8327532083718811810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2009/02/closure.html' title='Closure.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-8420456788286177133</id><published>2009-01-27T22:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:08:18.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subside.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who saw my previous post.. I wanna apologize for that. It was an uncharacteristic outburst from me. I'm sorry you had to see that. I'm okay now. so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to wish you my chinese friends out there a wonderful and prosperous Year of the Ox. Which also happens to be the year I was born in. So supposedly, its gonna be MY year. We'll see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hooked on a new American drama series recently, Kyle XY. Check it out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8Y_mz31XI/AAAAAAAAArQ/tUr_a33R2nI/s1600-h/66b1qwz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8Y_mz31XI/AAAAAAAAArQ/tUr_a33R2nI/s320/66b1qwz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295979167839933810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the story about the guy on the right, Kyle is his adopted name. As you can see, he has no bellybutton. He was found in the woods wandering aimlessly into town, and brought into a foster family of the psychologist whom is helping him. He then discovers that he is, unlike a normal human being. Caught your attention? It sure caught mine. Catch it on youtube. You could also go to Wiki to check out the storyline and episode list if you wanna catch it chronologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for the guys drooling over the girl next to him, she only appears in Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very interesting Saturday. Celebrated Shiying's birthday at Sakura, and then went to the New Year's Carnival at Marina. Totally cool event! Plenty of photo-taking ops! Unfortunately, I'm still trying to get to grips with the aperture and exposure settings to get the best effect without flash, so bare with it okay? To make a long story short, we took lots of photos, and ate lots of food, in which gave me severe food poisoning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eOHpdnoI/AAAAAAAAArg/hhilN3iHhLE/s1600-h/DSC_4980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eOHpdnoI/AAAAAAAAArg/hhilN3iHhLE/s320/DSC_4980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984914730950274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eOQ-UvuI/AAAAAAAAAro/wE0Yo724SeY/s1600-h/DSC_4986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eOQ-UvuI/AAAAAAAAAro/wE0Yo724SeY/s320/DSC_4986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984917234368226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were taken at Sakura. Darren really threw a sweet one for Shiying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8ePfY5jdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FIIu5k_AOy4/s1600-h/DSC_5012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8ePfY5jdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FIIu5k_AOy4/s320/DSC_5012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984938283797970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eO-zDYdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Qd0pSsJWfoc/s1600-h/DSC_5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eO-zDYdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Qd0pSsJWfoc/s320/DSC_5002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984929535123922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eObt6_3I/AAAAAAAAArw/k4-GBcfZzng/s1600-h/DSC_4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8eObt6_3I/AAAAAAAAArw/k4-GBcfZzng/s320/DSC_4996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984920118361970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8feGj3TkI/AAAAAAAAAso/uKVyf4Qrp_k/s1600-h/DSC_5056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8feGj3TkI/AAAAAAAAAso/uKVyf4Qrp_k/s320/DSC_5056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295986288828567106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8feIL-FWI/AAAAAAAAAsg/fY6l5IXFeiQ/s1600-h/DSC_4997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8feIL-FWI/AAAAAAAAAsg/fY6l5IXFeiQ/s320/DSC_4997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295986289265218914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8fdg2esEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hpwId3JYUcQ/s1600-h/DSC_5054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8fdg2esEI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hpwId3JYUcQ/s320/DSC_5054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295986278706098242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean by aperture and exposure? Hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8fdRh0WRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/3Tf19wfb8_s/s1600-h/DSC_5028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8fdRh0WRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/3Tf19wfb8_s/s320/DSC_5028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295986274592905490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren and his Zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8fdB6lNPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/65cNsFJIqSQ/s1600-h/DSC_5013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8fdB6lNPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/65cNsFJIqSQ/s320/DSC_5013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295986270401803506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gQZ04PjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ylERnIDUaSY/s1600-h/DSC_5058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gQZ04PjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ylERnIDUaSY/s320/DSC_5058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295987152993664562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic Darren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gQA773GI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SerpyC312Eg/s1600-h/DSC_5043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gQA773GI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SerpyC312Eg/s320/DSC_5043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295987146312375394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren and.. his future job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gP9EJxQI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-OUn32GPv7w/s1600-h/DSC_5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gP9EJxQI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-OUn32GPv7w/s320/DSC_5033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295987145273099522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gP08-ViI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ryLJ4bily7M/s1600-h/DSC_5032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gP08-ViI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ryLJ4bily7M/s320/DSC_5032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295987143095506466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my Zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gPl4NaMI/AAAAAAAAAsw/4DsyfcLt7dY/s1600-h/DSC_5031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8gPl4NaMI/AAAAAAAAAsw/4DsyfcLt7dY/s320/DSC_5031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295987139048990914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to this movie shop with Darren, Shiying &amp;amp; Steph where they sold really cool movie memorabilia. I bought 2 Twilight bookmarks! AND, I suddenly had this brainstorm to take a photo that looks similar to the movie's teaser poster below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8cCslSZSI/AAAAAAAAArY/49R1twAJsc4/s1600-h/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8cCslSZSI/AAAAAAAAArY/49R1twAJsc4/s320/twilight_bigteaserposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295982519463863586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8hxK4ewnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/NDAp7upoi2E/s1600-h/DSC_5078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8hxK4ewnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/NDAp7upoi2E/s320/DSC_5078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295988815429550706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Darren and Shiying became my "models". Well, it turned out quite okay.. but again.. bear with the brutality of photography skills please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you noticed a bit of blurness.. that's due to my shaky hands. Not helped by the fact I had to hold the cam steady while setting the exposure to long.. which means I have to hold it really steady for the picture to be exposed over a period of about 2 seconds! I have shaky hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8hxeeyIRI/AAAAAAAAAto/RLqrvg8HVOw/s1600-h/DSC_5098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8hxeeyIRI/AAAAAAAAAto/RLqrvg8HVOw/s320/DSC_5098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295988820690477330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to do what I was good at. I had Darren jump while setting the exposure to long. Ghostly like effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8hxDHZ9VI/AAAAAAAAAtg/EhLZrKPLvZw/s1600-h/DSC_5090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SX8hxDHZ9VI/AAAAAAAAAtg/EhLZrKPLvZw/s320/DSC_5090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295988813344666962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to find a model with a natural smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not losing you.. 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OK I know I promised to blog on the 31st, but I seriously have no idea what to put down. So, I'll start from the 31st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st December, 2008:&lt;br /&gt;Held the Annual BBQ at Calvin's place. This year, decided to cut down on food, because for the past 4 BBQs, there's always been major food wastage. It was a sound idea! I'll explain more later. Anyway, the usual people were in attendance, Tiffany, Darren, Shiying, Ryan, Calvin, Stephanie, Daniel, Wei Zhong, &amp;amp; Leon. Dickson, Stella, Zach and Joanna dropped by later. We also had 3 guests, courtesy of Calvin! Shiyu, Mei Chi and Jingru joined us for the BBQ. Nice peeps. Had a whale of a time chatting. Shiyu was instrumental in the Twister game, and also her photos. As shown below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RMn1stI/AAAAAAAAAqw/v3941kyxtPI/s1600-h/BBQ+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RMn1stI/AAAAAAAAAqw/v3941kyxtPI/s320/BBQ+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289895872211301074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic consternation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8R4efPHI/AAAAAAAAArI/kaZdXRpmaGY/s1600-h/BBQ+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8R4efPHI/AAAAAAAAArI/kaZdXRpmaGY/s320/BBQ+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289895883983240306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromising position. Poor Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RgT7MOI/AAAAAAAAArA/Sp_SEYrXLY0/s1600-h/BBQ+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RgT7MOI/AAAAAAAAArA/Sp_SEYrXLY0/s320/BBQ+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289895877496484066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why Calvin can't be a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RaGWF2I/AAAAAAAAAq4/NA7EQiHM9A4/s1600-h/BBQ+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RaGWF2I/AAAAAAAAAq4/NA7EQiHM9A4/s320/BBQ+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289895875828914018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.. no dirty thoughts please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, Daniel and Leon left, as they had another gathering to attend. Dickson, Stella, Zach and Joanne left as well. They had to go get something from town. Okay. Two can play the same game as well! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, came the defining moment for 2009 for me. About 30 minutes into 2009, after our heart to heart talk among the people still left, we decided to pack up and head back to Calvin's house. I was one of the last few to leave and reach the BBQ table, and was standing behind Shiying. Suddenly, she turned, and uttered these words to me, within earshot of everyone present;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my god, you're hot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you entertain any images of Shiying having any fantasies of me, she was referring to my body temperature. If you read the Twilight series, then you'd understand if I said I was having a Jacob moment. Totally warm body. And it was a cold new year's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first time ever, with my almost lightning-quick wit and comments, I was lost for words. While the rest were like laughing away. I looked at Darren, he looked at me, and we both burst into laughter, while Shiying was vehemently denying any implications that might come with the comment. And I was joking on how now my best friend's girlfriend could be hitting on me now. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once we reached Calvin's place, freshened up, played a bit of card games, and as usual, I crashed first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st January 2009:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, and helped tiffany to prepare breakfast, using the remainder of the BBQ food. We finished up as much as we can, but there was still slight wastage, so I took note of that for the next BBQ. Hung out, watched TV, chatted, and left Calvin's place in the afternoon. And you know what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember anything else that happened till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off right? OK sorry la. I have a memory of a goldfish. Please please please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be ORDing this year.. and will be looking to do a degree at NIE. As a PE teacher. That's the only solid route I can think of so far. I'll see how THAT goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two disconcerting notes from 2008 though. And because of that, I'm making it a 2009 resolution of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of people who refuse to reply smses from me regarding outings and so on and so forth. Yes I know you are busy, but I do try to give early notice, and I think the minimum decent thing you can do is to just reply Yes/No to that. Especially for those SMSes I outlined to reply to me whether or not you can make it. You wanna know why? Because I have to take care of the number of people, seats, food and other stuff. Is it so hard to reply one SMS? How would you like it if you keep SMSing the same people for stuff, and only 15% of them reply? Yeah. Its that pathetic. If you think this is because of the BBQ, then you're wrong. It been going on for 2 years. If you don't wanna attend, I'm okay with that, because I know we each have our own lives to live. But to reply yes or no to a friend is that hard? Saddam won't come back from the dead to haunt you if you reply. And replying late... I don't even wanna touch on that. Let's see how you handle things when people reply late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one. This has gone on even longer than the non-reply thing. Sometimes, miraculously, these people reply, and when they appear for the event, they make it as though they expect to be entertained. Well, I'm sorry if I happen to be a bad host, but sometimes, I just want us to gather together to have fun and chat. You want games? SURE! you help me plan then. I have enough of my hands with other things. Notice that I said we have our lives to live. Well, so do I. You know, when I think about all those times where people did things for you guys, example, Evan, James and Calvin doing the BBQing during Ryan's birthday. Wei Zhong and Darren doing the BBQ during the chalet. Tiffany cleaning up the kitchen all by herself when we were done with the steamboat and while we were all enjoying the dog and bone video. Does anyone ever notice that? I approached them and asked them whether they wanted to help. They said they were okay. I feel happy, because they were willing to do things for the group. But it all turns around when I hear people complaining that no one helps them to do cleaning up and other stuff. Give and take people. Have you heard of the before? You friends do something for you, then you do something in return. We are not maids, or servants. so don't come and complain to other people saying we are not doing the share of the work. An empty vessel makes the most noise. I've seen this for a very very long time. And its high time I bring it out in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make the group a close knit group of friends who are happy and spend great moments together. I think of you guys like family. But the moment shit starts to happen, that's when you know who are the peole willing to stay, and bolt at a moment's notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the scathing entry on the first month of 2009, but like I said, its time for me to bring it out. I'm not going to hide feelings and opinions any longer. Yeah sure we each have our own characteristics, but I strongly believe in making ourselves useful, instead of a liability. If you insist to be a liability..  then do me a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7936026192253908168?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7936026192253908168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7936026192253908168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7936026192253908168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7936026192253908168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2009/01/200911.html' title='2009+11'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SWl8RMn1stI/AAAAAAAAAqw/v3941kyxtPI/s72-c/BBQ+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-2603328251671985980</id><published>2008-12-21T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:56:57.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End story.</title><content type='html'>Here it comes. The end of another year. Except that this one I'm REALLY looking forward to it, coz come March, I'd get "it" over and done with. 3 more months to deal with, and then is goodbye to Shred, Print &amp;amp; File. Not that I don't have fond memories. I just don't enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the Singapore-Vietnam Suzuki Cup match. DAMN frustrating. Wave after wave of Singapore attack, and nothing good comes out of it. Credit to the Singapore defence throughout the whole match, but that one goal the Vietnamese scored was really.. soft. Speaking of the Viets, did you notice the gun that was fired from the stands? Seriously! If you watched the game, you noticed how whenever a Vietnamese player tackled a Singapore player, he stood up, gestulating to the referee of his innocence, and suddenly drops like he's been shot. Not just one player. At least half the team did that. They didn't deserve to win though. I hope the Tom Yam team can whip their asses good during the final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK on to more serious topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has your 2008 been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, hasn't been really THAT fruitful. Not saying that I didn't do my best to achieve the things I wanted to do. Its just that, things happen, and the consequences of those things caused me to re-plan my priorities and projects. I'm about 80% content for 2008. Which is of course, more than what many people can feel right now after all the big events of '08. More details on the penultimate day of 2008. I PROMISE I will blog. Provided the Clique BBQ doesn't take up too much of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to say, so many photos to put up, and the chalet dog &amp;amp; bone video to upload.. so many things to do, so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Now, and forever. Whenever you need a friend, I'll always be around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-2603328251671985980?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/2603328251671985980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=2603328251671985980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2603328251671985980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2603328251671985980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-end-story.html' title='Year End story.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-4994191881374270049</id><published>2008-11-23T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:24:11.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;내 사랑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;지켜만 봐도 안될까요     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;아파져도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;난 그대를 사랑해요 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;이렇게 나 영원히&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;삶이 다해도 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;난 그댈 위해&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;늘 기도 할께요@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jo Sung Mo, Piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-4994191881374270049?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/4994191881374270049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=4994191881374270049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4994191881374270049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4994191881374270049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-entry.html' title='Random entry.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5389300145692158861</id><published>2008-11-10T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:58:28.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Garden.</title><content type='html'>The event that I've been having mixed feelings about is finally over! Its the final big event before my ORD date. Sucks lor. OT and OT and OT. Not as bad as the previous event, but still, getting paid what you're getting and doing this kinda thing is definitely not a good driving factor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was held at the Japanese Garden, off Chinese Garden MRT. Its a really BEAUTIFUL place. It so surreal to be in an amazing garden, yet be able to see HDB eyesores in the distance. Flocks of egrets and the terrapins that were swimming in the ponds added to the majesty of the garden. If not for the hot weather, I'd have a field time with my camera! I did manage to get some good shots though. I think I'd be going back there in December morning, just to take in the fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS3wTlGKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HHIAPz8oZmg/s1600-h/DSC_3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS3wTlGKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HHIAPz8oZmg/s320/DSC_3639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267050882023102626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The egrets in the foreground really adds to the exotic Japanese atmosphere. Its like being in another country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS5yvjiOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9mPkXS7w18U/s1600-h/DSC_3753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS5yvjiOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9mPkXS7w18U/s320/DSC_3753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267050917037050082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS5NAqk5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/i32mA4FUbMk/s1600-h/DSC_3752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS5NAqk5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/i32mA4FUbMk/s320/DSC_3752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267050906908267410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks good eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS4r3lehI/AAAAAAAAAeI/8qJa_hEvYTM/s1600-h/DSC_3744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS4r3lehI/AAAAAAAAAeI/8qJa_hEvYTM/s320/DSC_3744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267050898011814418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Japanese garden has its own identity, and its brought out by the unique features in the garden. The feature you see here is a rain chain. Its not only to add to the beauty of the garden environment, but also to prevent rainwater from falling from the roof straight down to the ground with an ugly splat. As the rainwater trails down the length of the chain, it creates a smooth visual and supposedly, flowing water sounds to add the the relaxed and Zen feeling to the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS4ENRZaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MF4QZyxgBO0/s1600-h/DSC_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS4ENRZaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MF4QZyxgBO0/s320/DSC_3743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267050887365354914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so engrossed in the rain chain and the surroundings, I totally forgot what the lanterns represent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhVCkMoJKI/AAAAAAAAAeg/eAsehd-OKXA/s1600-h/DSC_3756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhVCkMoJKI/AAAAAAAAAeg/eAsehd-OKXA/s320/DSC_3756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267053266774533282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another unique feature of the place. A dry garden. The white rocks symbolises flowing water, whereas the areas of elevated land in between represents islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhVC7fNThI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lj81t3TPpHs/s1600-h/DSC_3750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhVC7fNThI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lj81t3TPpHs/s320/DSC_3750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267053273026481682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No garden would be complete without the slacking terrapins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhVDSFrgaI/AAAAAAAAAew/OBQS853QBPc/s1600-h/DSC_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhVDSFrgaI/AAAAAAAAAew/OBQS853QBPc/s320/DSC_3169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267053279093424546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings should always be this beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're doing it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5389300145692158861?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5389300145692158861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5389300145692158861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5389300145692158861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5389300145692158861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/11/sushi-garden.html' title='Sushi Garden.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SRhS3wTlGKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HHIAPz8oZmg/s72-c/DSC_3639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7206945815881056055</id><published>2008-10-30T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:57:35.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown.</title><content type='html'>Its gonna be the end of the year soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You practically close your eyes. Do your stuff. And suddenly you're about to enter November. Ridiculous lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm looking forward to those 3 sacred letters, so time passing by like a train isn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.R.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been active recently. Here's partial list of the stuff I did, for the past 2 months;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Been to the Goat Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Been to a Dragonfruit Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Been to a Crocodile Farm. (A very farm-y period of time for me)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Played soccer with some of the funniest people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Went out Hari Raya outing with my Poly friends. (Like FINALLY)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Going out randomly practicing with my borrowed D70s.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Caught tonnes of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Kept plugging at biting some MTVs. I can't dance for nuts now.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Baked. Don't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTkF1zCZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/B2t2C-Vtq5c/s1600-h/P1160543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTkF1zCZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/B2t2C-Vtq5c/s320/P1160543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262970256555706770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly peeps Hari Raya celebration 2008. I realized that when I smile, one eye tends to be bigger than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTl2LIezI/AAAAAAAAAdw/nw8Etfx2QSc/s1600-h/DSC_2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTl2LIezI/AAAAAAAAAdw/nw8Etfx2QSc/s320/DSC_2932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262970286709963570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A future job for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTk9456kI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Di8Y2Cs1anM/s1600-h/P1160545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTk9456kI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Di8Y2Cs1anM/s320/P1160545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262970271601125954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany favours the stunned look, whereas I look like I've been staring at the sun for 23 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; CHRISTMAS! shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THE CINE CLIQUE CHALET. (More details later)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Asia Conference. To watch a really good-looking friend of mine win it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; More time with my borrowed D70s.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My Final Theory.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; More quality time for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got it all thought out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7206945815881056055?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7206945815881056055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7206945815881056055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7206945815881056055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7206945815881056055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/10/countdown.html' title='Countdown.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SQnTkF1zCZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/B2t2C-Vtq5c/s72-c/P1160543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1338524250440323377</id><published>2008-08-31T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:59:00.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Lessons.</title><content type='html'>Sooner or later, everyone will come across a period of time where they just stop and ask themselves, "have I done what I really wanted to do with my life?". Just like your mid-year exams. It gauges you on whether you've been performing well or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been doing well so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be only 23 this year, but I feel like I haven't done much yet to feel satisfied. Yeah sure there's all my New Year resolutions and stuff, and for your info, I have been keeping to my resolutions.. but something more concrete. more solid. something that you can feel and experience and touch and breathe all at the same time. It could be a trip overseas, a new car, a new Macbook Air or iPhone.. its that feeling of self-satisfaction you get when you know and can tell yourself that "wow. I've finally done it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea when was the last time I said that to myself, and congratulate the reflection in my mirror for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say 23 is still young. That I still got time to think and plan for my future. Do all the necessary arrangements to make sure my dreams and wishes can come true. But I kinda feel I'm behind time. I'm not whining about NS though, as its something all male Singapore citizens have to go through, so the Singapore men are pretty much in the same lost-2-years-of-my-life boat as I am. I just feel.. late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is reading this, and you're still in the 15-20 years old age range, take 30 mins out of the day for yourself and ask your reflection in the mirror, "what will I have achieved in 5 year's time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do this waaay back then. And its something that haunts me till this very day. I used to be one of those yuppies that flowed where the river travels to. What I didn't realize was, the river would eventually end up in the sea, and you'll be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, plans can be made right? Some of you know that I'll be pursuing a degree in either sports medicine or psychology once I've finished with NS. But, don't you feel like its a bit too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have planned my path midway through secondary school. For those of you who grew up with me through secondary school, you know that I almost didn't have time for this kinda "external" activity. I should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find some time to reflect everyday, sum up the achievements for the day, congratulate yourself for a job well done, and mentally stash notes in your head not to repeat mistakes that happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years down the road, you'll be telling yourself "damn. I'm so glad I kept time to myself everyday". I've never summed up my life so specifically before, so I didn't know what the equation would come up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I do. and as I think about it, its not a result that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see my friends and loved ones making the same mistakes that I did. I don't have youth on my side anymore. I'm not saying that I'm ageing and losing hair, but the next stage of my life is coming, and I'm behind time preparing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously people. Think about your future and review. Don't wait till its too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-1338524250440323377?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1338524250440323377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1338524250440323377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1338524250440323377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1338524250440323377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifes-lessons.html' title='Life&apos;s Lessons.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5882308899430618190</id><published>2008-08-17T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:14:43.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archive update.</title><content type='html'>OK so the once a month update thing is really becoming reality. Its hard to maintain a blog you know.. lols. well anyway, a couple of things to shout out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played in the inter-department soccer tournament again. Last year we finished fourth. Not even a trophy. but this year.. we finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;CHAMPIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was a good tournament for P&amp;amp;O. I chipped in with one of only 2 hat tricks in the tournament. Firdaus made some really superb saves. ORD personnel Benjamin was the star of the tournament, coming in with 4 terrific goals in 2 crucial games. My man of the tournament? My comrade, Kai Kai. The rock at the back. Without him, we'd probably ship in more than the 3 goals we conceded for the whole entire tournament!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcLeDbuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/VTv8F7lXqns/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcLeDbuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/VTv8F7lXqns/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235159073514811106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole entire P&amp;amp;O Samba squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcCnfdDI/AAAAAAAAAco/NkZGwVKq9H8/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcCnfdDI/AAAAAAAAAco/NkZGwVKq9H8/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235159071138477106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus receiving his prize from our Deputy Director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcYmCIOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QhnipXg1XCg/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcYmCIOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QhnipXg1XCg/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235159077037940962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best referee of the tournament. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcnC5zaI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IUdXjEJhQks/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcnC5zaI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IUdXjEJhQks/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235159080917126562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcGsPuhx-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fvo68r0f0Oc/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcGsPuhx-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fvo68r0f0Oc/s320/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235160449047185378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin, ORD boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFclJAX8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RTzGKLUxgKc/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFclJAX8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RTzGKLUxgKc/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235159080405852098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have brought down the D70s. Higher quality photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, for those of you interested, or surprised.. I'm into photography now. Beautiful photos. Sunsets, mountains, skies, flora &amp;amp; fauna. I suddenly have this calling to capture Nature's most beautiful moments on camera. And also the upcoming F1 race next month. haha. And no, its not about the grid girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out DBSK's 2 latest singles. To me it's new la. after all, I'm behind time remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushite Kimi Wo Suki Ni Natte Shimattandarou&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_ijYLXFFjY&lt;br /&gt;Very sweet song. Translated, it means "why did I fall in love with you?". The MTV reminds me of the Jay Chou song "Feng", where the fella admires the girl, who ends up getting married. The difference is, the DBSK girl knows what's going on. The drama interlude in the middle of the MV tells the whole story. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple Line&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fM3gEN1yeg4&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what this song is all about. But the video sequences are dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and while you're at it. check out SNSD (So Nyuh Shi Dae) first single (I think), Girls Generation. Tae Yeon.. HAI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5882308899430618190?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5882308899430618190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5882308899430618190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5882308899430618190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5882308899430618190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/08/archive-update.html' title='Archive update.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SKcFcLeDbuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/VTv8F7lXqns/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-3119879364280610786</id><published>2008-07-15T23:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:04:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness.</title><content type='html'>Ah.. Injury! Yeah. I injured my knee playing soccer over the weekend. Nothing serious. I hope. X-rays shows nothing anyway. I'll just pray hard that its nothing. I can't bend my knee, or move my kneecap properly. no biggie. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Saturdays ago, went down to the zoo with the Tang couple. I've never seen Darren so animated in whole life. Too bad it rained for a while, and, we couldn't finish rounding the zoo. I actually missed out some places during my first visit 2 months ago. Drop by the reptile enclosure, where you'll be able to see this troop of extremely cute and harmless marmosets running around, complete with a huge iguana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzHJpyQeMI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rO-epFIqUPk/s1600-h/P1160513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzHJpyQeMI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rO-epFIqUPk/s320/P1160513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223268636492331202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the lemur that went "I like to move it move it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIN8g7ABI/AAAAAAAAAbw/BWP8Mk_cZ_0/s1600-h/P1160446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIN8g7ABI/AAAAAAAAAbw/BWP8Mk_cZ_0/s320/P1160446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269809750999058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cheeky little fella actually dared to run across Tiffany &amp;amp; Shiying, causing both of them to scream. And I didn't catch it on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIOPYQJjI/AAAAAAAAAb4/jZzcLSEoLLg/s1600-h/P1160490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIOPYQJjI/AAAAAAAAAb4/jZzcLSEoLLg/s320/P1160490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269814814910002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tang couple. And no they're not part of the zoo attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIOvW07SI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OsHiQ5fE_7w/s1600-h/P1160500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIOvW07SI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OsHiQ5fE_7w/s320/P1160500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269823398866210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren took this photo, since Shiying's camera died on her. Good shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIPCEilMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/GQ8raNliL2U/s1600-h/P1160506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIPCEilMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/GQ8raNliL2U/s320/P1160506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269828422440130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inspiration for the Bagua formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIPYCBsGI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/G7PGfl_XsrA/s1600-h/P1160536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzIPYCBsGI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/G7PGfl_XsrA/s320/P1160536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223269834317475938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzJOR4lM8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/3rLyZ3NPf3o/s1600-h/P1160477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzJOR4lM8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/3rLyZ3NPf3o/s320/P1160477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223270914999006146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell by the Bagua, not Ba Kwa, comment, I've already watched Red Cliff. GOOD MOVIE! I dunno what they had against Lin Chiling's acting. I think it was quite okay. If Xiao Qiao is supposed to be this ditzy blur blur Chinese princess-like character. Takeshi Kaneshiro played Zhuge Liang to perfection. Recommended watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to more randomness, I've been tuning in to all my old favourite duet tunes on Youtube. And in order of preference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QITjrNYaMck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QITjrNYaMck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="330" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is SUPER NICE. Coupled with his duet with the beautiful Valen Hsu, absolutely WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-6rGsrHiiA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-6rGsrHiiA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="330" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sweet song. Too bad they separated. A vocally compatible couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="395"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KRGzQO050w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KRGzQO050w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="330" width="395"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jessica again with Spanish crooner David Bisbal. This is a perfect example of  great vocal ability of 2 outstanding singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. you thought THAT was weird coming from me? I'll up the ante. in my next post of course. lols.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not everything that I wanted to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-3119879364280610786?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/3119879364280610786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=3119879364280610786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3119879364280610786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3119879364280610786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SHzHJpyQeMI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rO-epFIqUPk/s72-c/P1160513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5035987847017932972</id><published>2008-07-01T15:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:05:58.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July's Entry.</title><content type='html'>A halfway mark of 2008 just passed. Fast isn't it? Yeah. Getting less and less time to decide what to do, and more importantly, WHEN to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, a lowdown on what I was up to this past 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGnZq_PsLwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/i-xqWCpeCS8/s1600-h/dinosaliveposter2_250px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGnZq_PsLwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/i-xqWCpeCS8/s320/dinosaliveposter2_250px.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217940975840407298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught this show over at the OmniTheater. Thanks to Isaac, we got free tickets! And for your info, this was my FIRST time to the Omnitheater. Darren too. 3 couples altogether. Baby, me, Isaac, Steph, Darren and Shiying. It was a... above normal experience. Nothing to shout about though. The show was damn interesting though. Remember in Jurassic Park, the part where the kids were stalked in the kitchen by the human sized velociraptors? Well guess what, they don't look an inch like what you saw in the movie. There's proof that they actually had FEATHERS covering them. Oh yeah. Bet you didn't know, the birds we see now, the mynahs on the trees, the owls at night, are actually the dino's DIRECT descendants. Yup. Those small creatures you see these days had ultra great grandparents that made you look like dinner. Overall, I gave the show a 7/10. Go for it if you haven't been to the Omnitheater before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGna_IDoN9I/AAAAAAAAAbA/P6CKwzYtRZ4/s1600-h/kung_fu_panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGna_IDoN9I/AAAAAAAAAbA/P6CKwzYtRZ4/s320/kung_fu_panda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942421314746322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG FU PANDA WAS EXCELLENT! Watch it for great laughs. I've never seen anything with this kinda humour for quite some time. Jack Black really made Po come to life with his rendition of a horizontally-challenged, noodle-cooking panda bear. OK la, as with all cartoon movies, the plot is predictable, bu it was the twists and turns that made it all worthwhile. 9/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGnbj7AKvLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/SvWDSq9K77M/s1600-h/getsmart-%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGnbj7AKvLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/SvWDSq9K77M/s320/getsmart-%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217943053465730226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I watched Get Smart, and I have to say... it was actually better than Kung Fu Panda! Steve Carrell was excellent in his rendition of Maxwell Smart. Even though I didn't get the chance to watch the original drama series (1965 - 1970), I think whatever that was shown in the movie was enough for us younger generation to know what's going on. Every single sentence that comes out of Maxwell's mouth was sarcasm. My type of comedy. It helps that Anne Hathaway looks hot too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 movies coming up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGndi0u_n_I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/XWwasrYplds/s1600-h/505958%7ENever-Back-Down-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGndi0u_n_I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/XWwasrYplds/s320/505958%7ENever-Back-Down-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217945233626472434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGndi89Z45I/AAAAAAAAAbY/GAvaAWt2URY/s1600-h/darkll7jv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGndi89Z45I/AAAAAAAAAbY/GAvaAWt2URY/s320/darkll7jv3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217945235834397586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGndjBeClHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qPkK86vQ4uQ/s1600-h/wantednyccposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGndjBeClHI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qPkK86vQ4uQ/s320/wantednyccposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217945237045023858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Batman. The trailers look damn good! And who can resist Angelina Jolie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5035987847017932972?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5035987847017932972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5035987847017932972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5035987847017932972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5035987847017932972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/07/julys-entry.html' title='July&apos;s Entry.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SGnZq_PsLwI/AAAAAAAAAa4/i-xqWCpeCS8/s72-c/dinosaliveposter2_250px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6790302681197839454</id><published>2008-06-08T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:01:21.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open.</title><content type='html'>I played a game for Calvin's church soccer team today. It was a bitter loss I still find hard to swallow. Granted, our opponents were much more experienced and bigger sized than us. And yes, they really made a fool of our defenders. I am very proud of them though, because we covered every blade of grass on the pitch today. ALL of us. I really felt heartbroken seeing their disappointed faces. I've been with them through victories and fair losses, but never one of this magnitude. It was just a measly 4-1 defeat, but it was the manner we conceded the goals. Absolutely appalling. We couldn't muster a proper shot at goal through open play. Our goal was earned through a legit penalty. I can't stand it when people I know and enjoy talking and playing with hang their heads in shame and disappointment. It suddenly made me open my eyes to the limits I can do, and how to achieve them. Now I wanna know. How do I extend those limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might actually lose sleep over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worst, baby and shiying came down to watch today. Darren played a huge role in holding the midfield for us. But I think a 4-1 loss in that manner is simply.. unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big things have happened over the week in the group. Another wedge has been driven down. I'm really beginning to get pissed over how small little matters can affect people, how  attitudes can drive other people. Why can't people just think about one another and be concerned for one another. Is it hard to show concern to your friend, let alone your partner? why subject your friend to your whims and fancies just because it CAN be done? I don't think things can be the same again. Lies, lies and nothing but lies. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't find the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of answers to look for this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6790302681197839454?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6790302681197839454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6790302681197839454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6790302681197839454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6790302681197839454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/06/open.html' title='Open.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-4369556298995237144</id><published>2008-05-18T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:40:27.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modena</title><content type='html'>Ah. Long weekend. WAITING FOR IT FOR SO LONG! tired tired tired. I slept like 14 hours yesterday. WASTED TIME. Never mind. It was a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated my links. Looks much more neater now. As in, no more non-existent blogs. HAHA. Irritating you know. You thought you had this fella's blog, you click the link and the webbie says its no more in existent. AIYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about blogs. I wanna move away. Or perhaps a change of skin will drive me to post more. I'm like posting on a bloody monthly basis. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gripes of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I still can't figure out how to post photos in Facebook. HAHA. Sorry la. Mountain tortoise here.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Superhero Movie wasn't AS FUNNY as I THOUGHT it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I STILL can't get over the fact my iPhone has a scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrays of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Lost 1 kg. ONE. UNO. SATU. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bought a new pair of street soccer shoes! Posing with them soon. NIKE MERCURIAL VAPOR RED. WATCH this space!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Irving, Audrey, Darren, Calvin and myself went claw crazy with the soft-toy catching machine at Cine arcade. Our fruits of labour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SC-koTAJFTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lmGWoLY_9Z0/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SC-koTAJFTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lmGWoLY_9Z0/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201557106838803762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no intention to find out the combined amount that we spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN UTD WON THE EPL! WOOHOO! CHAMP'S LEAGUE NEXT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-4369556298995237144?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/4369556298995237144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=4369556298995237144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4369556298995237144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4369556298995237144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/05/modena.html' title='Modena'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SC-koTAJFTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lmGWoLY_9Z0/s72-c/IMG_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1154132330471862005</id><published>2008-05-07T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:26:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macbook Air.</title><content type='html'>Its been a month since I last blogged. So let me just put this down in pointed form to make it quick and painless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My 23rd birthday came and went the same way. Silently. =)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Baby's birthday was a blast! Here's some pictures if you don't believe me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxImzt_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/UEokSm3cEYM/s1600-h/1_148515857l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxImzt_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/UEokSm3cEYM/s320/1_148515857l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197633101667481586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm wearing the same colour as that freakishly gigantic Elmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxomzuAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/6IKfUu3AaUU/s1600-h/1_351104340l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxomzuAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/6IKfUu3AaUU/s320/1_351104340l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197633110257416194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cine Clique babes. Please note that not all of them can stay till very late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxomzuBI/AAAAAAAAAag/hVf005QYJXg/s1600-h/1_558462941l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxomzuBI/AAAAAAAAAag/hVf005QYJXg/s320/1_558462941l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197633110257416210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaky isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzx4mzuCI/AAAAAAAAAao/uJfPGqM2raA/s1600-h/1_651496495l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzx4mzuCI/AAAAAAAAAao/uJfPGqM2raA/s320/1_651496495l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197633114552383522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We conquered all their food. Notice the empty seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you goes out to Darren, Shi Ying, Audrey, Irving, Steph, Ze Xuan, Wei Zhong, Calvin and Ryan for making it a highly successful event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Watched Iron Man. OMG. The costume is definitely dope. 7 out of 5 stars. My only gripe? Not enough Iron Man action. The ending at the end of the credits was DAMN interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Just found out from Fudge about this new dancing style called jumpstyle. Look it up on Youtube. It looks dumb if you do it alone though. And it only seems to be suitable with techno songs only. Not my scene anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; David Archuleta is gonna own American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Not so painful isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-1154132330471862005?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1154132330471862005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1154132330471862005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1154132330471862005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1154132330471862005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/05/macbook-air.html' title='Macbook Air.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/SCGzxImzt_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/UEokSm3cEYM/s72-c/1_148515857l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1936401313846862759</id><published>2008-03-30T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:57:56.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEBUT!</title><content type='html'>The long awaited debut of my boots came today. But not for Team Impossible. It was my friend's team, "something" Rovers. Yes, I actually have no idea what the name is. But anyway, I marked it with a goal and 2 assists. Not bad for a guy with no stamina. lols. The thing is, the best part of my game came when I was NOT plying my trade down my usual left wing. I kept drifting into the center. Ah. Change of position I guess. And just to kek Jocelyn, I'll start referring to myself as Fadzregas whenever I talk to her. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I stood a wee bit too close to that feverish looking old man. And now, I am having fever. Wonderful. Just when my workload was gonna get heavier. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-1936401313846862759?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1936401313846862759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1936401313846862759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1936401313846862759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1936401313846862759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/03/debut.html' title='DEBUT!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5144865395449449992</id><published>2008-03-25T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:01:56.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback.</title><content type='html'>I had a very wonderful trip down memory lane today.. but before I go further into that, here are a few recent stuff I wanna put up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO7sC7UII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/mVSDoBYtvUg/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO7sC7UII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/mVSDoBYtvUg/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181689264864972930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the boots that I bought. Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO78C7UJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/woRm3jpwuco/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO78C7UJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/woRm3jpwuco/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181689269159940242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy the orange Mercurial boots initially, but I suddenly thought about the positions I play in now.. DMC, LB, ST.. I think this would be a better all around boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO8MC7UKI/AAAAAAAAAZg/i5Upe4OdkU0/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO8MC7UKI/AAAAAAAAAZg/i5Upe4OdkU0/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181689273454907554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known users of these boots include Fernando Torres, Rafael Marquez, Wayne Rooney &amp;amp; Michael Essien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Mecurial Vapour 3 Street Soccer shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-pky8C7UNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Bgu3c_lOBOE/s1600-h/Sentosa+220308+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-pky8C7UNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Bgu3c_lOBOE/s320/Sentosa+220308+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182065147517817042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine's 2nd newest couple, Irving and Audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-pkzMC7UOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bi3u6vFDwxM/s1600-h/Sentosa+220308+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-pkzMC7UOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bi3u6vFDwxM/s320/Sentosa+220308+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182065151812784354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine's latest couple, Darren &amp;amp; Shiying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-pkzsC7UPI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k3QKj4SKn74/s1600-h/Sentosa+220308+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-pkzsC7UPI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k3QKj4SKn74/s320/Sentosa+220308+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182065160402718962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cine's OLDEST couple, Tiffany and a random fat dude! I mean me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Darren trying to get back in touch with his distant relatives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kRucC7ULI/AAAAAAAAAZo/aSYk0mfWfTg/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kRucC7ULI/AAAAAAAAAZo/aSYk0mfWfTg/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181692335766589618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren with Uncle Abe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kRusC7UMI/AAAAAAAAAZw/sCgZtIYhYqk/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kRusC7UMI/AAAAAAAAAZw/sCgZtIYhYqk/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181692340061556930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Abe's camera shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main content of today's entry.. I didn't go to work today. I had a course on Motivation to attend, and boy was it good! Even though courses like this are nothing new to me, this course stood out because the speaker was very engaging! He is after all, a world renown international speaker, and he books and audiobooks published in I forgot how many languages in over 22 countries. HE HAS GOT TO BE SOMETHING with those kind of credentials. Anyway, his presentation was all about how to motivate yourself, and MAINTAIN it so that you're able to live out your life fully with no regrets. His book is now a fixture inside my bag. I seriously know that whatever he shared with the participants today, can change the whole lot of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke about how we shouldn't hold back, and just DO IT and not procrastinate on anything. Risky, yes, but failure is always part and package of life. Its how you perceive it. It can be a valuable learning experience, or a mountain you wouldn't wanna climb over. Suddenly, my mind was inundated by memories of lost / past stuff that I didn't do, that I now regret till this very day. It still haunts me whenever I'm awake, and all the way till I sleep. But he also spoke about how its never too late for us to set a goal and be on our way to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;Be it hard work, sacrifice or whatsoever, there will always be a reward at the end of it. My new year resolution has not been lost on me, but due to idiotic and uncontrollable circumstances, it been put put temporarily on hold. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who's been working very hard for her future. The way she's juggling with her work, studies, projects, family and personal relationships is absolutely amazing. In my mind, she's a great example of a person who doesn't just sit there, procrastinate on how awful life is, but she just does it. Yeah sure she does feel tired, she'll complain a bit, but who wouldn't? The way I see it, its a form of letting go her stress, and then she'll feel ready for another stab at her dreams. There was this particular phrase she used,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"Ordinary person living an extraordinary dream". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to let go of this phrase as much as I haven't been able to let go of my regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know me since I was still a pimply kid back in secondary school, I know this is unlike me. Holding regrets. I remember telling my friends "hey man, don't be upset. Just let it go, and move on!" Ironically, that is the very thing I'm unable to do now. I dunno why at first. but I think I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure. I don't like to see myself failing at something. Other than Math of course. But that's not the point. It didn't make sense before, but I realized that my regrets were actually past failures. or worst, things I procrastinated SO MUCH on, that it didn't seem to be viable anymore. why? because I was afraid of failure. I learnt about taking risks today, and how failure, repeated many times, will eventually lead to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all culminated after dinner. I met up with baby, Audrey &amp;amp; Irving today, and I recommended we all go to West Coast Drive for dinner. Yup. The very same place I spent my childhood. Where my teenage years were moulded. So Irving drove us over, and I saw everything, changed, all new. but in my heart, I saw it as it was when I left 6 years ago. 6 years may not be long, but it was enough to actually push me to the edge of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the very pathways I rode my bike on. I went pass Pandan Reservoir, the place where I would just sit down, and reflect on me, basically being emo. I went past the roads I used to play on, when I went over the Erik's house to play during my Sec 3 days, to make masks for the Danceworks competition. I saw the old 7-11 I used to frequent, the stationary shop where I bought all my erasers to have "wrestling" with, I took a long look at the old houses of both my maternal and paternal grandparents, and they were instrumental into moulding me into the person I am today. I remember the mama shop that I used to frequent. Even up till now, the placement of their equipment has not changed, not even the decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I recall my regrets. and then I realize, hey, its not too late! I'm turning 23 soon. 23's not bad. Its just simply a case of a late bloomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing all these down, because I want you guys to know that I have regrets that I wanna make up for, and that I definitely do NOT want the same to happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is something you have been dying to do, learn the guitar for instance, or learn how to improve dance, or even pick up a new language, just go for it. Don't let it fester in your mind that you might fail. Hell no, you won't lose face if you try and fail. However, you'll lose face if you DON'T try. why? because you didn't give it a shot in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, I've added to my new year's resolutions. and I've given myself a timeframe, dates included of when to achieve them. long term goals, short term goals.. Goals that I know will make me improve as a person, and increase my quality of life. Now, I've a beautiful girlfriend to lean on, and wonderful friends to support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's bad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I will have NO regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5144865395449449992?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5144865395449449992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5144865395449449992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5144865395449449992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5144865395449449992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/03/flashback.html' title='Flashback.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/R-kO7sC7UII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/mVSDoBYtvUg/s72-c/IMG_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1273399845862055227</id><published>2008-03-16T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:42:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I asked you, is it okay if I don't come down and fetch you from work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me, up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said, okay, I can't make it, I got work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den you said, but I've been waiting so long for you. and den you question what I was doing the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme try to understand.. you want me to make my own decision, and yet you try to sway me by saying that very line to make me feel guilty. then what's the point of asking for my opinon? You could have just told me you want me to come and fetch you, it would've the same effect. For your info, I ALREADY feel guilty. I got so much work piled on top of me. I'm doing my very best to clear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you make a promise to me. And for some reason or another, you can't keep it. You tell me. What do I do? I tell you everything's fine. sometimes I lie. sometimes its true. but its all because I DON'T WANT  you to feel guilty anymore. I want to lift that burden off you, and let you do your own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know though.. sometimes, I NEED that too. I NEED you to come and tell me things are okay, and that you're okay, and that everything's gonna be fine. I know its a very trivial thing for me to be talking about, but I wouldn't mention it if it hadn't happened SO MANY times, till it even bothers me thoughout a whole day, sometimes weeks. WHY? Why do you have to say one thing, and then move on to do another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me, that you can never be the perfect girlfriend. Here's something new for you. I DON'T NEED THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND. why? Because I'm full of imperfections myself. I know what's bad about me, I know my worse points.. That's why, all I'm asking for is, your understanding.. Just by telling me, hey its okay, no problem.. It can do a whole lot of good for me do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, you prefer to barrage me with facts of why I shouldn't/should be asking you all these things, and den culminated with you asking me to fuck off. Fine. I can take that on the chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to balance out everything. Work, family, you, friends... but do you think 24 hours in a day is enough to do all that? do you think I'm able to survive on just ONE thing alone? I DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People forget. even heroes need help. I may look like I can handle everything. I KNOW I can handle everything. But it takes something small to happen to someone dear to me, and I'll crumble like house of cards. and I've gotta deal with it all alone. and to top it off, the one dearest to me.. refuse to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just human you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-1273399845862055227?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1273399845862055227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1273399845862055227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1273399845862055227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1273399845862055227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/03/human.html' title='Human.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-4083573524685575451</id><published>2008-03-09T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:39:38.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new life.</title><content type='html'>I am so proud and happy, to introduce you to the youngest, cutest, newest member of the Cine family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R9LENMscSII/AAAAAAAAAY4/1yzH9acEG68/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R9LENMscSII/AAAAAAAAAY4/1yzH9acEG68/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175414652827093122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rynna Tan En Qi, with her proud parents Stella &amp;amp; Dickson Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in at a healthy 3.45kg, she's as red as a tomato, but still very adorable! and doesn't cry a lot too! My heartiest congratulations go out to her happy parents, and my blessings for a very good, successful and happy future together! The Cine gang will always be behind you. Rest assured of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;What if I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-4083573524685575451?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/4083573524685575451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=4083573524685575451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4083573524685575451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4083573524685575451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-life.html' title='A new life.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/R9LENMscSII/AAAAAAAAAY4/1yzH9acEG68/s72-c/IMG_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-4574454087163258838</id><published>2008-02-27T09:57:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:32:20.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO TRIP!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! A trip to the ZOO!! PICTURE FLOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWxmxVYQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/MoYWc2vR0eQ/s1600-h/26022008125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWxmxVYQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/MoYWc2vR0eQ/s320/26022008125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171494419837575426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUIRRELS! Just like hamsters, but faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWy2xVYRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/CqtUa5AnKYs/s1600-h/26022008126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWy2xVYRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/CqtUa5AnKYs/s320/26022008126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171494441312411922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWy2xVYSI/AAAAAAAAAYw/czwt7qpY1Z4/s1600-h/26022008127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWy2xVYSI/AAAAAAAAAYw/czwt7qpY1Z4/s320/26022008127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171494441312411938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany and me spent 5 minutes looking for this ocelot, and he ended up right in front of my face, which (almost) made me jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV5GxVYMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/iln0psNCF24/s1600-h/26022008112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV5GxVYMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/iln0psNCF24/s320/26022008112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171493449174966466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV5WxVYNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nOFnuE-G7YY/s1600-h/26022008113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV5WxVYNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nOFnuE-G7YY/s320/26022008113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171493453469933778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a HUGE croc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV6GxVYOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KJ1jOwTQo4w/s1600-h/26022008118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV6GxVYOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KJ1jOwTQo4w/s320/26022008118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171493466354835682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup, Superman forgot to put on his underwear thru the Spandex."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV6WxVYPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5Egvw6v6ahQ/s1600-h/26022008124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV6WxVYPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5Egvw6v6ahQ/s320/26022008124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171493470649802994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENGUINS! CUTE! KAWAII! I seriously heard a Japanese tourist say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV4WxVYLI/AAAAAAAAAX4/evvUBM9WbqE/s1600-h/P1160371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TV4WxVYLI/AAAAAAAAAX4/evvUBM9WbqE/s320/P1160371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171493436290064562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chimpanzee troop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTsGxVYKI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vzbbBUwBZ10/s1600-h/P1160370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTsGxVYKI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vzbbBUwBZ10/s320/P1160370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171491026813411490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is damn cute. Throughout the whole token feeding session, he was on 2 legs clapping his hands asking for food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTrGxVYII/AAAAAAAAAXg/JWt3U9pnPh8/s1600-h/P1160366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTrGxVYII/AAAAAAAAAXg/JWt3U9pnPh8/s320/P1160366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171491009633542274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mandril!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTrmxVYJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/O7u7GDyYawM/s1600-h/P1160368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTrmxVYJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/O7u7GDyYawM/s320/P1160368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171491018223476882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technicolor butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRFWxVX9I/AAAAAAAAAWI/FcYOgP0aahY/s1600-h/P1160345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRFWxVX9I/AAAAAAAAAWI/FcYOgP0aahY/s320/P1160345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171488162070224850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's ORD plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRGWxVX-I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WbWILLoTP3A/s1600-h/P1160351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRGWxVX-I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WbWILLoTP3A/s320/P1160351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171488179250094050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This fella saw what I did in Sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRGmxVX_I/AAAAAAAAAWY/iO9sNsC15eg/s1600-h/P1160353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRGmxVX_I/AAAAAAAAAWY/iO9sNsC15eg/s320/P1160353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171488183545061362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRIGxVYAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/oc0soLOqWT8/s1600-h/P1160357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRIGxVYAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/oc0soLOqWT8/s320/P1160357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171488209314865154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the proboscis monkey troop. What so special about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTq2xVYHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f7U0KChf-Qw/s1600-h/P1160364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTq2xVYHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/f7U0KChf-Qw/s320/P1160364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171491005338574962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a close look at their noses. For this species of apes, that is a form of.. sexual attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTqmxVYGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Un_W-BpgVLs/s1600-h/P1160360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TTqmxVYGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Un_W-BpgVLs/s320/P1160360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171491001043607650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leader of the troop. Notice his belly. That is due to the build up of gasses from his vritually vegetarian diet. Don't worry its normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPKGxVX3I/AAAAAAAAAVY/IC9Y8c_fRTY/s1600-h/P1160318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPKGxVX3I/AAAAAAAAAVY/IC9Y8c_fRTY/s320/P1160318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486044651347826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can make an omellette out of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPL2xVX4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/mfA88yl9P5Q/s1600-h/P1160319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPL2xVX4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/mfA88yl9P5Q/s320/P1160319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486074716118914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not her skull size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPMGxVX5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/1-PJYe1mL2w/s1600-h/P1160322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPMGxVX5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/1-PJYe1mL2w/s320/P1160322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486079011086226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close Encounters of the Tall Kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPOmxVX6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Q5i3zaFQPqc/s1600-h/P1160329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPOmxVX6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Q5i3zaFQPqc/s320/P1160329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486121960759202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New boyband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPO2xVX7I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NI36IbyWfoU/s1600-h/P1160324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TPO2xVX7I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NI36IbyWfoU/s320/P1160324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486126255726514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRD2xVX8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/F1xAPBlLzpo/s1600-h/P1160337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TRD2xVX8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/F1xAPBlLzpo/s320/P1160337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171488136300421058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOC2xVXyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vUjt2dWZh8Q/s1600-h/P1160303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOC2xVXyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vUjt2dWZh8Q/s320/P1160303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484820585668386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhino herd. They had a fight while we were around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOD2xVXzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/H6LcvWvoAPg/s1600-h/P1160304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOD2xVXzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/H6LcvWvoAPg/s320/P1160304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484837765537586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was voluntarily causing hurt to his herdmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOEWxVX0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/s5zlu91i3dc/s1600-h/P1160307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOEWxVX0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/s5zlu91i3dc/s320/P1160307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484846355472194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheetah. Fastest creature on land. I have my doubts suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOE2xVX1I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Me5WKggjMpY/s1600-h/P1160312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOE2xVX1I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Me5WKggjMpY/s320/P1160312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484854945406802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zebra's crossing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOFWxVX2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPZ-XBx99w/s1600-h/P1160315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TOFWxVX2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RPZ-XBx99w/s320/P1160315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484863535341410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ostrich. Tiffany was dying to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMqWxVXtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/h4B--ucbYSQ/s1600-h/P1160293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMqWxVXtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/h4B--ucbYSQ/s320/P1160293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483300167245522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's dream (mud) house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMq2xVXuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pF-94WiORPU/s1600-h/P1160297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMq2xVXuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pF-94WiORPU/s320/P1160297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483308757180130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free ranging orang utans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMrGxVXvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/r3uMM-J9AfI/s1600-h/P1160298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMrGxVXvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/r3uMM-J9AfI/s320/P1160298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483313052147442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMrmxVXwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/3zTyQlOba-o/s1600-h/P1160301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMrmxVXwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/3zTyQlOba-o/s320/P1160301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483321642082050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inuka the polar bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMsGxVXxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PGHlcCgnS_o/s1600-h/P1160302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TMsGxVXxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PGHlcCgnS_o/s320/P1160302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171483330232016658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the height of the tallest, heaviest and obviously biggest polar bear ever discovered. Compare it to me. Do I look like polar bear food? Convincing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLHmxVXoI/AAAAAAAAATg/R9iMHZxFePQ/s1600-h/P1160284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLHmxVXoI/AAAAAAAAATg/R9iMHZxFePQ/s320/P1160284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171481603655163522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Babirusa. Direct translation in malay: Deer Pig. His exhibit stank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLIWxVXpI/AAAAAAAAATo/Uu0la3gMy3Y/s1600-h/P1160286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLIWxVXpI/AAAAAAAAATo/Uu0la3gMy3Y/s320/P1160286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171481616540065426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laziest bunch of kangaroos. lols. They never jump around la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLNWxVXqI/AAAAAAAAATw/WFWs3LCw57g/s1600-h/P1160287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLNWxVXqI/AAAAAAAAATw/WFWs3LCw57g/s320/P1160287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171481702439411362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slated for an appearance on National Geographic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLRWxVXrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/T9SpjFo9fQ8/s1600-h/P1160290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLRWxVXrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/T9SpjFo9fQ8/s320/P1160290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171481771158888114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long legged bird. The fella's name slips my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLR2xVXsI/AAAAAAAAAUA/X-G-yqejX_k/s1600-h/P1160291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TLR2xVXsI/AAAAAAAAAUA/X-G-yqejX_k/s320/P1160291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171481779748822722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-NS Plans! Australia here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJaGxVXjI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QSvndqcPY_E/s1600-h/P1160278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJaGxVXjI/AAAAAAAAAS4/QSvndqcPY_E/s320/P1160278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171479722459487794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were quite surprised to see Steph here actually. No la kidding kidding. This is the pygmy hippo, the smaller cousin of Ste.. I mean the regular sized hippos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJamxVXkI/AAAAAAAAATA/ib5vOPnEt-E/s1600-h/P1160279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJamxVXkI/AAAAAAAAATA/ib5vOPnEt-E/s320/P1160279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171479731049422402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get a good photo of the fella opening up his mouth to accept his veggies, but I can tell you one thing though. Big mouth, with scary teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJa2xVXlI/AAAAAAAAATI/f3Ff7wdZS2M/s1600-h/P1160281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJa2xVXlI/AAAAAAAAATI/f3Ff7wdZS2M/s320/P1160281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171479735344389714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tufted tail there is for... swatting its faecal matter around, as a form of marking territories. splat splat splat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJbmxVXmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hlZEyCI8ynU/s1600-h/P1160282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJbmxVXmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hlZEyCI8ynU/s320/P1160282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171479748229291618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strain your eyes to see the BABY HIPPO! The poor lass was so shy, she let her parents eat first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJb2xVXnI/AAAAAAAAATY/2txoeJ_IJF0/s1600-h/P1160276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TJb2xVXnI/AAAAAAAAATY/2txoeJ_IJF0/s320/P1160276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171479752524258930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sour fish anyone? Can last you at least 3 days. That's how big this fish is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THaGxVXeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/x7ck7EmnTY8/s1600-h/P1160265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THaGxVXeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/x7ck7EmnTY8/s320/P1160265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171477523436232162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of the day; The White Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THaWxVXfI/AAAAAAAAASY/vbZF8iL5QGY/s1600-h/P1160267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THaWxVXfI/AAAAAAAAASY/vbZF8iL5QGY/s320/P1160267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171477527731199474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 females in the pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THbGxVXgI/AAAAAAAAASg/dggxc7Tvvz8/s1600-h/P1160269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THbGxVXgI/AAAAAAAAASg/dggxc7Tvvz8/s320/P1160269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171477540616101378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the solitary male. Throughout the whole time we were there, he was pacing back and forth that very ledge keeping eye contact with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THbmxVXhI/AAAAAAAAASo/7Ts3M5OmjvU/s1600-h/P1160272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THbmxVXhI/AAAAAAAAASo/7Ts3M5OmjvU/s320/P1160272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171477549206035986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding time. The zookeeper stood at the very spot we were at, and threw the chicken / beef / mutton pieces to them, and the tigers could actually catch them airborne in their mouths! There you see the male about to chow down on some beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THcGxVXiI/AAAAAAAAASw/xXHwTcGwlpQ/s1600-h/P1160274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8THcGxVXiI/AAAAAAAAASw/xXHwTcGwlpQ/s320/P1160274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171477557795970594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about precarious eating positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, there are NO white tigers in the wild. Its the result of a mutated gene among the Siberian tiger species, which was cultivated to create these sub-species of tiger. White tigers in the world are ALL captive animals. Happy ones though. They also have blue eyes. Nice hor? Interesting fact: There is a yet-to-be confirmed BLUE tiger ranging in the Russia / China region. I bet the fella's gonna be a beautiful creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TF_mxVXaI/AAAAAAAAARw/_SRaP31fhyc/s1600-h/P1160257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TF_mxVXaI/AAAAAAAAARw/_SRaP31fhyc/s320/P1160257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171475968658070946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting, the capybara. The biggest rat in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TGAGxVXbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/kvgKSMcam3E/s1600-h/P1160258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TGAGxVXbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/kvgKSMcam3E/s320/P1160258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171475977248005554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I saw a rat THIS big eating my food... Olympics, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TGAWxVXcI/AAAAAAAAASA/QcXjw9epaKA/s1600-h/P1160261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TGAWxVXcI/AAAAAAAAASA/QcXjw9epaKA/s320/P1160261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171475981542972866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CUTEST FELLA IN THE ZOO! THE SEA OTTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TGA2xVXdI/AAAAAAAAASI/KYdlZPQixUU/s1600-h/P1160263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TGA2xVXdI/AAAAAAAAASI/KYdlZPQixUU/s320/P1160263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171475990132907474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are damn adorable. They swim around having fun all day, and they love fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEdmxVXUI/AAAAAAAAARA/YzCS7UHF5xo/s1600-h/P1160236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEdmxVXUI/AAAAAAAAARA/YzCS7UHF5xo/s320/P1160236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474285030890818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinkies &amp;amp;.. apparently no Brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEeWxVXVI/AAAAAAAAARI/98pXWMsQBWE/s1600-h/P1160238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEeWxVXVI/AAAAAAAAARI/98pXWMsQBWE/s320/P1160238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474297915792722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute little fella is a free-ranging ape. Yup. This means he can drop on your head anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEe2xVXWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/eR2oKlh-HIk/s1600-h/P1160243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEe2xVXWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/eR2oKlh-HIk/s320/P1160243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474306505727330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dark furred fella is called a Siamang. Big sized agile fella that spends almost his whole life in trees. Good view of things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEfWxVXXI/AAAAAAAAARY/2S7y8Oy22Wk/s1600-h/P1160247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEfWxVXXI/AAAAAAAAARY/2S7y8Oy22Wk/s320/P1160247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474315095661938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False Gharial. Apparently, he's not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEfmxVXYI/AAAAAAAAARg/mO3eFuguVUw/s1600-h/P1160252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TEfmxVXYI/AAAAAAAAARg/mO3eFuguVUw/s320/P1160252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474319390629250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Calvin, James, Darren &amp;amp; Isaac. OK no la kidding kidding. Tufted tailed apes with a penchant for fruits. Once they eat, they run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TF-2xVXZI/AAAAAAAAARo/qO5c4B24V8k/s1600-h/P1160254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TF-2xVXZI/AAAAAAAAARo/qO5c4B24V8k/s320/P1160254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171475955773169042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front view. Looks like a character from Star Wars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was definitely a good day to go! I'm planning another trip during the holidays next month, and this time, go in the morning! I felt that we had too little time to explore comfortably.. Next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-4574454087163258838?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/4574454087163258838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=4574454087163258838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4574454087163258838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4574454087163258838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/02/zoo-trip.html' title='ZOO TRIP!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R8TWxmxVYQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/MoYWc2vR0eQ/s72-c/26022008125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-8390826098433061367</id><published>2008-02-18T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:36:29.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archive.</title><content type='html'>So many things have been happening lately, and I only update them NOW. When they're all stale and uninteresting anymore. This is not a blog anymore.. its an archive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY Celebrations! Had a steamboat over at Audrey's place on the first day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7msoWxVXPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rZE3FrLQGDo/s1600-h/P1160206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7msoWxVXPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rZE3FrLQGDo/s320/P1160206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168351856691600626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac, Steph, Tiffany, Ashley &amp;amp; Audrey. I was the the photog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irving, Dickson &amp;amp; Stella came later. Anyway, we had a field day eating and catching up on old times, and planning for future ones. This is the first time I could actually kick back and relax in a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Valentine's Day! Celebrated with the Ee couple, Isaac &amp;amp; Steph. Went to have some sinful choc delights at Andersen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mtr2xVXQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/myu3Ll9Zu4k/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mtr2xVXQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/myu3Ll9Zu4k/s320/Image071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168353016332770562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mtsmxVXRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rHamdFE_ZLM/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mtsmxVXRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rHamdFE_ZLM/s320/Image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168353029217672466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry man. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mttWxVXSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q1XGlONkq64/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mttWxVXSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q1XGlONkq64/s320/Image056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168353042102574370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac looks good. with the strawberry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was the focus on STRAWBERRIES anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main attraction for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mud2xVXTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/S4EoCD_CNSQ/s1600-h/12022008103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7mud2xVXTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/S4EoCD_CNSQ/s320/12022008103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168353875326229810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.. ADVENTURE SITE TRIP! This was with the remnants of my department who didn't go to Hong Kong. Man. I made a good decision there. I wouldn't wanna miss it for anything! There was the ropes confidence course, much like Fear Factor, but a hell lot safer. But for me the highlight of the the trip was the Flying Fox, or zipline. The difference between theirs and the whole lot of ziplines all over Singapore? Their zipline is not taut, ergo, you'll have about 2 - 3 seconds of freefall before the cable "catches" you and you go zipping down the line. I took it twice. I can still feel that awful falling down feeling up till today. The moment you release yourself from the ledge, all that going through your mind is; "when is the damn rope gonna tighten?!" Scary feeling I tell you. There was also the normal Abseil. Nothing to shout about though. More pics on this later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next; MAN UTD 4 - 0 ARSENAL! See that score. SEE IT AND REMEMBER IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIVES PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's the amount of goals Arsenal's gonna ship in every match they start with Jens Lemon, Where Am I Traore, Justin Hoyte and Gilberto. Wow. World Cup winner in Gilberto, vs Scotland captain Fletcher. and the Man Utd midfield maestro is considered lightweight in footballing circles too. I was a tad disappointed in the game though. Nani shined, Rooney was fantastic, but the finishing.. still a lot to be asked. Imagine if Ronaldo played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I think Eboue took up karate lessons when he went back to the Ivory Coast for the ANC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the topic of soccer. I made my debut for Calvin's team yesterday. ARGH. Made a few passes here &amp;amp; there ala Fabregas. My most disappointing moment? Beautiful ball played down the middle. Beat the 2 centre backs with one turn, left them eating my dust, and of all the stupid things to happen, I couldn't finish a one-on-one situation. HOW PATHETIC IS THAT~!? One-on-ones USED to be my forte. Now I know how Diego Forlan feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a worthy mention. Calvin scored using his left foot. from 2 metres out. 'nuff said. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today, I caught Jumper. Yeah. Hayden Christensen was born with the power to teleport anywhere in the world, as long as his mind can see the destination. Kinda cool isn't it? You can suddenly poof into a bank to get some cash, toilet if you have a bad tummy ache, Lau Pa Sat if you're hungry.. possibilities are endless! The catch? There is this clan of nutcases that called themselves Paladins that are out there ridding the world of Jumpers, because they believe God is the only One that can be at different places instantly. Cruel. Anyway, to make a long story short, he Jumps his way to victory. Seriously. and he bags a hot babe at the same time too. Typical hero show. 7/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You have always been my inspiration.. From the very first day you smiled at me. You had me, there, and then.&lt;/span&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/7228627-8390826098433061367?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/8390826098433061367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=8390826098433061367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8390826098433061367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8390826098433061367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/02/archive.html' title='Archive.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R7msoWxVXPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/rZE3FrLQGDo/s72-c/P1160206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6424262900211424232</id><published>2008-01-27T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:40:11.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa! Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5thSRysDII/AAAAAAAAANU/6imM1R79FHg/s1600-h/P1160202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5thSRysDII/AAAAAAAAANU/6imM1R79FHg/s320/P1160202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159824764724579458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENTOSA! Island life! As though we weren't living on an island already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK la. Cold jokes aside, we had the usual trip to Sentosa. James, Luke, Darren, Audrey, Steph, Tiffany and myself showed up today, and here the pics to prove that today's trip wasn't a waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren's Sorry Attempt to Bicycle Kick a Ball:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5toghysDJI/AAAAAAAAANc/cB0dSHmjBy0/s1600-h/P1160062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5toghysDJI/AAAAAAAAANc/cB0dSHmjBy0/s320/P1160062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159832706119109778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Prepare to throw the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tohhysDKI/AAAAAAAAANk/PFBjSBgVq1g/s1600-h/P1160063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tohhysDKI/AAAAAAAAANk/PFBjSBgVq1g/s320/P1160063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159832723298978978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Remember to execute it with good technique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5toiRysDLI/AAAAAAAAANs/g1W8xoVNRXY/s1600-h/P1160064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5toiRysDLI/AAAAAAAAANs/g1W8xoVNRXY/s320/P1160064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159832736183880882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep your eye on the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5toihysDMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Cow_U25joHc/s1600-h/P1160065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5toihysDMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Cow_U25joHc/s320/P1160065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159832740478848194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go airborne! (or in this case, waterborne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5trzRysDOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QStIVOM7igU/s1600-h/P1160066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5trzRysDOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QStIVOM7igU/s320/P1160066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159836326776540386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Make contact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5trzxysDPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GO_ceazlTg0/s1600-h/P1160067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5trzxysDPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GO_ceazlTg0/s320/P1160067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159836335366474994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Finally, end it off with a bit of water ballet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tr0RysDQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/eZv4aS7y9ms/s1600-h/P1160040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tr0RysDQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/eZv4aS7y9ms/s320/P1160040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159836343956409602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tr0xysDRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DMgiWJg9u_8/s1600-h/P1160041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tr0xysDRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DMgiWJg9u_8/s320/P1160041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159836352546344210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tr1hysDSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Ixzc-coBg3I/s1600-h/P1160042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5tr1hysDSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Ixzc-coBg3I/s320/P1160042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159836365431246114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you keep missing, try and try again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is James, in a picture perfect position of how the real technique is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wWoxysDTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zr43c3fAgvQ/s1600-h/P1160127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wWoxysDTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zr43c3fAgvQ/s320/P1160127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160024162876263730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the facial expression of pure concentration on the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Darren, seeing James succeed, tries his best to imitate the technique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXBysDUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/U4bix9v2gGA/s1600-h/P1160156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXBysDUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/U4bix9v2gGA/s320/P1160156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160037052073119042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXBysDVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7ciAvPbYVYk/s1600-h/P1160159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXBysDVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7ciAvPbYVYk/s320/P1160159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160037052073119058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXRysDWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fWI6nrsPGZs/s1600-h/P1160160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXRysDWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fWI6nrsPGZs/s320/P1160160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160037056368086370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXhysDXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/k0fvKbV7tRU/s1600-h/P1160161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wiXhysDXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/k0fvKbV7tRU/s320/P1160161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160037060663053682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And misses it 4 out of 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now here's me doing my impression of Muay Thai fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wklxysDYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3zJO9PQLDi4/s1600-h/P1160134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wklxysDYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3zJO9PQLDi4/s320/P1160134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160039504499445122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wkmBysDZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nUEpGzO2iWM/s1600-h/P1160135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wkmBysDZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nUEpGzO2iWM/s320/P1160135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160039508794412434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wkmBysDaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yOQFTOjpIKs/s1600-h/P1160136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wkmBysDaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yOQFTOjpIKs/s320/P1160136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160039508794412450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamen Rider Kabuto didn't look THIS good executing a Rider Kick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's more random pictures from yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmXxysDbI/AAAAAAAAAPs/C4c-fZFRs0Q/s1600-h/P1160187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmXxysDbI/AAAAAAAAAPs/C4c-fZFRs0Q/s320/P1160187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160041463004532146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parking is so hard to find in Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYBysDcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2UUYeryE4fY/s1600-h/P1160188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYBysDcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2UUYeryE4fY/s320/P1160188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160041467299499458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How NOT to wear a pair of skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYRysDdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UknVhIcRts0/s1600-h/P1160189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYRysDdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UknVhIcRts0/s320/P1160189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160041471594466770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in thought-poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYRysDeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O0llWfr7KS0/s1600-h/P1160191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYRysDeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O0llWfr7KS0/s320/P1160191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160041471594466786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New show coming up in June 08; HEROES: SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYhysDfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HEVCjMQ4Lug/s1600-h/P1160196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5wmYhysDfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HEVCjMQ4Lug/s320/P1160196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160041475889434098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the show is sponsored by MENTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week we're going East Coast Park I think. Kite-flying anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6424262900211424232?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6424262900211424232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6424262900211424232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6424262900211424232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6424262900211424232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/01/sentosa-again.html' title='Sentosa! Again!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5thSRysDII/AAAAAAAAANU/6imM1R79FHg/s72-c/P1160202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6394237564757303857</id><published>2008-01-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:28:00.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiffany's been admitted into the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm worried. beyond anything I've ever felt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6394237564757303857?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6394237564757303857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6394237564757303857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6394237564757303857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6394237564757303857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5132278199660938823</id><published>2008-01-20T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:01:22.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I can't do this. I can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to say anything without pissing you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like.. I have no say in it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment you say this, and then you turn around and you cut whatever you said down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you have expectations. So do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I say something, I try NOT to offend you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't WANT to make you feel bad, because I really care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the small things like this that always make us sit back and review whatever we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a simple matter. Nothing big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have a fucking say in anything don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5132278199660938823?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5132278199660938823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5132278199660938823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5132278199660938823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5132278199660938823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/01/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7712527006159698047</id><published>2008-01-19T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:26:29.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y2K + 8</title><content type='html'>Presenting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST BELATED NEW YEAR'S POST IN THE WORLD! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unless someone else posts after this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year, a new start. For the first 19 days of the new year, I've accomplished nothing spectacular. Well, 346 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme recap a recent 2007 with a few pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGY49HV4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbOPTcqDjDM/s1600-h/P1150857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGY49HV4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbOPTcqDjDM/s320/P1150857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050810479630210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZI9HV5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/5GU3HZQzJI4/s1600-h/P1150858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZI9HV5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/5GU3HZQzJI4/s320/P1150858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050814774597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group that went minus me and Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZY9HV6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3mQvptZ6GTU/s1600-h/P1150861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZY9HV6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3mQvptZ6GTU/s320/P1150861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050819069564834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZo9HV7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/u4pIbPt3-Tc/s1600-h/P1150862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZo9HV7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/u4pIbPt3-Tc/s320/P1150862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050823364532146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZ49HV8I/AAAAAAAAANE/9gFG31P3zrw/s1600-h/P1150875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZ49HV8I/AAAAAAAAANE/9gFG31P3zrw/s320/P1150875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050827659499458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happening? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie's having her SNGS funfair. I'm gonna be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's 5 pretty Korean girls that'd give BoA a run for her money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GHjo9HV9I/AAAAAAAAANM/wG9iXXiUFY0/s1600-h/wg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GHjo9HV9I/AAAAAAAAANM/wG9iXXiUFY0/s320/wg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157052094674851794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Wonder Girls (Korean: 원더걸스) is a South Korean girl group. They are produced by singer-songwriter Park Jin-Young and are signed to his talent agency, JYP Entertainment. Each of the five original members were selected through auditions; the oldest, Ye Eun, was the last member to be added, in her 5th JYP Wonder Girls audition..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAzWonQLUrs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;More updates &amp;amp; reflections tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7712527006159698047?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7712527006159698047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7712527006159698047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7712527006159698047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7712527006159698047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/01/y2k-8_19.html' title='Y2K + 8'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGY49HV4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbOPTcqDjDM/s72-c/P1150857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5494247344849274624</id><published>2008-01-19T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:25:34.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y2K + 8</title><content type='html'>Presenting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST BELATED NEW YEAR'S POST IN THE WORLD! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unless someone else posts after this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year, a new start. For the first 19 days of the new year, I've accomplished nothing spectacular. Well, 346 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme recap a recent 2007 with a few pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGY49HV4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbOPTcqDjDM/s1600-h/P1150857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGY49HV4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbOPTcqDjDM/s320/P1150857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050810479630210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZI9HV5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/5GU3HZQzJI4/s1600-h/P1150858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZI9HV5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/5GU3HZQzJI4/s320/P1150858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050814774597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group that went minus me and Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZY9HV6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3mQvptZ6GTU/s1600-h/P1150861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZY9HV6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3mQvptZ6GTU/s320/P1150861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050819069564834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZo9HV7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/u4pIbPt3-Tc/s1600-h/P1150862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZo9HV7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/u4pIbPt3-Tc/s320/P1150862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050823364532146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZ49HV8I/AAAAAAAAANE/9gFG31P3zrw/s1600-h/P1150875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGZ49HV8I/AAAAAAAAANE/9gFG31P3zrw/s320/P1150875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157050827659499458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happening? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie's having her SNGS funfair. I'm gonna be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's 5 pretty Korean girls that'd give BoA a run for her money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GHjo9HV9I/AAAAAAAAANM/wG9iXXiUFY0/s1600-h/wg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GHjo9HV9I/AAAAAAAAANM/wG9iXXiUFY0/s320/wg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157052094674851794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Wonder Girls (Korean: 원더걸스) is a South Korean girl group. They are produced by singer-songwriter Park Jin-Young and are signed to his talent agency, JYP Entertainment. Each of the five original members were selected through auditions; the oldest, Ye Eun, was the last member to be added, in her 5th JYP Wonder Girls audition..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a high quality vid of their performance for their hit song "Tell Me" and "Fool Again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAzWonQLUrs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAzWonQLUrs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's only 4, because their youngest member went off to shoot a movie, albeit temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates &amp;amp; reflections tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5494247344849274624?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5494247344849274624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5494247344849274624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5494247344849274624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5494247344849274624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2008/01/y2k-8.html' title='Y2K + 8'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/R5GGY49HV4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/JbOPTcqDjDM/s72-c/P1150857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-766319564358425436</id><published>2007-12-11T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T12:14:54.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all the world is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The music playing on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For only two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close to feeling alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A life goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Romantic dreams must die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I bid mine goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And never knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close was waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Waiting here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And now, forever, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All that I want is to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close to reaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That famous happy and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Almost believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This one's not pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now you're beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And look how far we've come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, how could I face the faceless days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I should lose you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're so close to reaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That famous happy end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Almost believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This one's not pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's go on dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Though we know we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So close, and still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song fits the jazz mood perfectly. From the OST of the movie Enchanted. If you wanna listen to a warm tune with a smooth, sincere voice. Best voice next to Frankie J, Massari &amp;amp; Marc Anthony. Jon Mclaughlin is gonna go far if he gets the right songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 8th was the day the Cine Clique got wet and dirty to celebrate Ryan's birthday! Unfortunately, it was the back of a sad incident for his family, but we tried to make it the best for him! And that involves getting wet, minus mayonnaise. Thanks to efforts from my baby and Audrey, we managed to get the food prepared on time, though the BBQ started a bit later den we liked, due to the weather. Anyway, a HUGE THANK YOU goes out to Calvin and James for doing most of the fanning and cooking of the BBQ food. If you guys weren't there, there won't be much to eat! A huge shout out to Audrey too for getting the cake for us, and to Irving for providing the transport to ease up going home convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to figure out how to get the video up and running, so watch out for it in Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's up in KL this week, so I've got some free time... if only I didn't have a high fever, and a recurrence of my asthma. Had 3 major attacks for the past 2 days. Curse the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with Ting on Wednesday! Lets see how taller she is. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-766319564358425436?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/766319564358425436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=766319564358425436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/766319564358425436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/766319564358425436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-close.html' title='So close..'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7426555978437888424</id><published>2007-11-22T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:42:05.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One month!</title><content type='html'>Don't think too much. This is the one month anniversary of me NOT updating my blog. So lemme start off by compiling all the important events into several lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Congratulations to Dickson and Stella! I'm really sorry I missed the ROM, but I won't miss the wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Congratulations to Stephanie and Theo-lookalike Isaac! I can't wait for the two of you to get married. den I can call StephanieEe. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Congratulations to Ryan for finally driving us out! Even though we got lost in Bishan because you just refuse to listen to me, you're still quite gung-ho. Next time, I'll being a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm in the midst of forming a competitive soccer team! I'm still scouting around for suitable players, but if you know any good centre backs, tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Still on the topic of soccer, I bought a whole new set of shin pads with ankle support and socks!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm going for the O School Recital on the 1st of December! Buying my tickets tommorrow I think. Anyone wanna join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. MY activities. I still got gym to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;When can I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; start dancing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7426555978437888424?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7426555978437888424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7426555978437888424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7426555978437888424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7426555978437888424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-month.html' title='One month!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7665957472813987492</id><published>2007-10-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:19:32.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struck.</title><content type='html'>A really ugly incident has been played out in the clique recently.. People have been left emotionally scarred and pretty much heartbroken. And it involves people whom I treat as brothers, and now potentially, they might never want to see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first. Fajar. If you think that its a competition, then by all means go ahead. A relationship is a commitment. its something you'd devote your life to. Its something to last forever till the day the light fade from your eyes. Its not a game where you hijack someone's target and den proudly proclaim "I won the competition fair and square". I respect you for being able to capture her heart, but I hate the way you phrase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan. I'm glad we talked the other day. At least now you've realized within yourself that there are some things that you are capable of, and that some things are not worth staining your hands over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxi. You are a really nice girl. But. If Fajar can do something like that to a person whom he has been with for so long, then I suggest you be on your toes. For all you know. next it could be you. and no matter how understanding a person can be, some things are hard to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this will draw a rift within the clique. But I can't be fucking bothered if you wanna appear or don't want to appear. I have a wonderful future to look forward to with Tiffany. and I intend to make it last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7665957472813987492?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7665957472813987492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7665957472813987492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7665957472813987492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7665957472813987492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/10/struck.html' title='Struck.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7135894869302912871</id><published>2007-10-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T00:01:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVO PAD!</title><content type='html'>Remember a few posts ago I put up the dream home for my hamster? Well, here it is. all freakin $70 worth of it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwuhfer27BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Q3qlfvUFKS0/s1600-h/09102007036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwuhfer27BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Q3qlfvUFKS0/s320/09102007036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119362963621735442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwuiIur27CI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zTa3V4VVZ3k/s1600-h/09102007037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwuiIur27CI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zTa3V4VVZ3k/s320/09102007037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119363672291339298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwuiI-r27DI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kkLQL0PcT8I/s1600-h/09102007038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwuiI-r27DI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kkLQL0PcT8I/s320/09102007038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119363676586306610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much trepidation I finally got it! After 1 hour walking through the same section countless times at Animal Safari in Vivo. But I don't think I'll be getting the whole entire set as like the Ovo Suite.. doesn't really fit my hamster (whose name I haven't decided yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, the most influential confused Indian I've ever known, my favourite thambi Cedric, who also happens to be my senior at work, is ORDing tommorrow. So, we just had to mark the occasion by gorging on Swensens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwujeOr27EI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_GdBUV1OSKc/s1600-h/09102007030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwujeOr27EI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_GdBUV1OSKc/s320/09102007030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119365141170154562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had Chocolate Sodas. Notice the ice-cream spilling over to the side. Weird way of presenting something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwujeur27FI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/B54rGQgiVa4/s1600-h/09102007031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwujeur27FI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/B54rGQgiVa4/s320/09102007031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119365149760089170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALMON AND MUSHROOM BAKED RICE! HEAVENLY! but freakingly salty. I think my hypertension's going up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwujeur27GI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KJncojuvW7A/s1600-h/09102007032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwujeur27GI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KJncojuvW7A/s320/09102007032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119365149760089186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric had Sambal Fish. Looks simple. But he finished his food faster than I did. MUST be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinful dinner, but who cares! Its not often you get to eat with someone with so much nice stories to tell. Its like talking to someone whom you know for 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to HMV after that. Seems to me the building that used to house Zouk just got a revamp. was it Zouk? I can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwukl-r27HI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HqmStwUMtAA/s1600-h/09102007033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwukl-r27HI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HqmStwUMtAA/s320/09102007033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119366373825768562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so much better without the bland black design. Makes it kinda cheery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric bought the new Kelly Poon and Lifehouse CDs. Yes, Kelly Poon. And yes Cedric is Indian. See what I mean by confused? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my to-buy list next month:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Set of wireless keyboard and mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Extensions for my hamster's house.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Something sweet for baby. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ready for O School. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7135894869302912871?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7135894869302912871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7135894869302912871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7135894869302912871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7135894869302912871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/10/ovo-pad.html' title='OVO PAD!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rwuhfer27BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Q3qlfvUFKS0/s72-c/09102007036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-3883130801840756517</id><published>2007-10-07T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:51:23.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Beng.</title><content type='html'>Upset man! I've been called the most disgusting thing ever to wear a pair of skinny jeans with nice funky hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf la. I look like Ah Beng? Can't be! REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you why. For the past week, I've been going thru some sort of mini extreme makeover. I look totally different! I didn't take a picture today, but I know in a couple of day's time, I'll have a photo and put it right up here. What's my style now? Imagine me in;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Fitting T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Belt with a big 'X' buckle.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Everlast shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng meh? Maybe its the skinny jeans. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway. The next 2 to 3 weekends I won't be free. Due to Hari Raya visiting. I'm free during weekdays however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED! REST! ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-3883130801840756517?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/3883130801840756517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=3883130801840756517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3883130801840756517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3883130801840756517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/10/ah-beng.html' title='Ah Beng.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-9043947711828340918</id><published>2007-10-04T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T09:35:34.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest.</title><content type='html'>I so need a rest right now.. been feeling very exhausted for the past 2 weeks. Non-stop action at work. Non-stop action outside. argh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PROPER REST! I NEED PROPER REST THERAPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya's coming (yay!), so this means I have to do spring cleaning in the house (boo!). OK la.. its not that I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt; to clean the house.. its because I need &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon something quite... weird actually. My mum forwarded me this, because she knows I like to dabble in this kinda stuff.. I can tell when something is a hoax or not.. but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;.. this is just surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING: IT MAY BE DISTURBING FOR SOME PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt; (and I'm seriously ain't kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1ur269I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3CuD1abL5hU/s1600-h/CA4P49OR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1ur269I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3CuD1abL5hU/s320/CA4P49OR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117285268897328082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1ur26-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/e4zwOFqYkDk/s1600-h/CAKPO1SZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1ur26-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/e4zwOFqYkDk/s320/CAKPO1SZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117285268897328098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1-r26_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/2Z2UP9hXvKI/s1600-h/CAOHKDKJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1-r26_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/2Z2UP9hXvKI/s320/CAOHKDKJ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117285273192295410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1-r27AI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FjzeuhkmcQQ/s1600-h/CAX829TJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1-r27AI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FjzeuhkmcQQ/s320/CAX829TJ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117285273192295426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The email says that a farmer found this, called reporters who took photos of it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/span&gt;, the pictures were banned from being released. Conspiracy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as sceptical as you guys are. But.. its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THERE&lt;/span&gt; man! However it could be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Horror movie replica.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone's practical joke.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A Sentosa trip gone horribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Side effect of mayonnaise eaten by someone allergic to it. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cough*RYAN*cough*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Someone's underwear anyhow strewn around the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt; be made from synthetic materials.. but it looks pretty real to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-9043947711828340918?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/9043947711828340918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=9043947711828340918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/9043947711828340918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/9043947711828340918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/10/rest.html' title='Rest.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/RwQ_1ur269I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3CuD1abL5hU/s72-c/CA4P49OR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-2472558857229534807</id><published>2007-09-20T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:04:36.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>The weekend is coming. YAY! I can get to rest. Work's getting better. Getting more and more confident in the things I do each day. Also partly to my all-action, always-reliable senior. Deadlines are part and parcel of life. So its either I live with it or deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation to Ryan for FINALLY getting his driving license. He's the first from the Cine Clique to do so, besides Fajar, and I think that's quite an achievement. So now left me, Justin, Darren &amp;amp; Ashley. Once we get our licenses.. look out for Fast &amp;amp; Furious 3. and no it won't be Daytona style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la. lost my mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I HATE TO BE CONTROLLED DAMN IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-2472558857229534807?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/2472558857229534807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=2472558857229534807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2472558857229534807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2472558857229534807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-8716222437744503241</id><published>2007-09-16T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:04:52.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 60s were always great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Ruyst1TxAII/AAAAAAAAAIA/hhHAauI3cDw/s1600-h/hairspray-poster-750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Ruyst1TxAII/AAAAAAAAAIA/hhHAauI3cDw/s320/hairspray-poster-750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110649580562743426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Hairspray yesterday! FINALLY! AFTER WAITING FOR SO LONG! and its worth your weekend cash actually. lols. Ryan, Jia Xi, Fajar, Baby &amp;amp; myself had a field time watching it. The 60s dance moves were really dope. Damn old school. Ashley, Stephanie, Darren &amp;amp; Xiaoyi met up with us for dinner, and then we headed over to the Pet Lover's Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a nice little cage for the baby hamsters when I laid my eyes upon this cool futuristic-looking habitat by Habitrail. its DAMN COOL! Habitrail OVO series. Here's a couple of sneak previews of what I might want to look the habitat to look like:&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/_7a3pJHLITSc/Ruy3jVTxAJI/AAAAAAAAAII/zMG8uYKMc5Y/s1600-h/Habitrail+Ovo+Suite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Ruy3jVTxAJI/AAAAAAAAAII/zMG8uYKMc5Y/s320/Habitrail+Ovo+Suite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110661494802022546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Habitrail Ovo Suite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The one in orange is the Main Centre, the Ovo Pad, the wheel and feeding dish is included inside. To the left is a simple expanded area for the hamsters to play around. The blue compartment on top with the handle is the carry-along section. The water bottle is the round blue bottle on the top right hand corner of the cage beside the carry-along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There IS one drawback though. IF the hamsters grow large enough, there might not be enough space. So thats why I'm thinking of getting Roborovsky hamsters, because their so small and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great soccer game with my office colleagues on Thursday. Old PA was the venue, and it was a close scoreline, 10-9 with my team being the LOSERS. ah damn. I just realized how soccer crazy SPF is. But at least my pre-NS form is finding its feet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-8716222437744503241?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/8716222437744503241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=8716222437744503241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8716222437744503241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8716222437744503241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/09/60s-were-always-great.html' title='The 60s were always great!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/Ruyst1TxAII/AAAAAAAAAIA/hhHAauI3cDw/s72-c/hairspray-poster-750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6693997183945502014</id><published>2007-09-09T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:02:22.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastside.</title><content type='html'>Fetched baby from the airport just now. With Ashley &amp; Justin. baby looked so adorable in her semi-indian inspired dress given to her by the sponsors. I bet she's sleeping away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaodrey met up with us later at Tampines Mall. Had a quick dinner and then sent baby home. as usual, insulted Justin and Ashley on their respective stuff. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got about 1.5 years left of NS to trudge through, but I'm better off because of my posting. I wanna make full use of it. and I've formed a pretty solid idea of what I wanna achieve by 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Oschool. Here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6693997183945502014?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6693997183945502014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6693997183945502014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6693997183945502014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6693997183945502014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/09/eastside.html' title='Eastside.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6469622408681789276</id><published>2007-09-09T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:13:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clan Daytona.</title><content type='html'>Haha.. it has to be one of the oldest games in arcades these days, but Daytona is so much fun to play with when everyone is on the same level (except Ashley). Haha.. played over 15 times last night. Drifting left right centre. It's been such a long time since an all guys day out.. we should do that again next month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetching baby later. she says she'll be in Indian traditional clothes when she steps off the plane. THAT will be very interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month starts on Wedensday!! So... the only time I can comfortable meet up with the rest of you guys, will be in the evening.. when I can EAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few randomized pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuN_sRbNlfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8a0JEpQ50to/s1600-h/02092007251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuN_sRbNlfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8a0JEpQ50to/s320/02092007251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108066800936785394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of baby's hamsters while she's away.. this is the "daddy" hamster. the hamsters reproduced.. so now I have 5 almost furless hamsters running around in their cages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuN_shbNlgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FRCMY_p2gqI/s1600-h/02092007257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuN_shbNlgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FRCMY_p2gqI/s320/02092007257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108066805231752706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat right? Reminds me of a much cuter version of Ashl.. oh never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuOANxbNlhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/UmsHtG-jv68/s1600-h/08092007259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuOANxbNlhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/UmsHtG-jv68/s320/08092007259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108067376462403090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things planned for myself after October. Time to make full use of NS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not angry with me.. are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6469622408681789276?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6469622408681789276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6469622408681789276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6469622408681789276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6469622408681789276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/09/clan-daytona.html' title='Clan Daytona.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RuN_sRbNlfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8a0JEpQ50to/s72-c/02092007251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-650144004842219430</id><published>2007-09-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:23:49.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>I just experienced a whole load of change lately. Things don't seem to be the way they were before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed by West Coast Park last week. OMG. It HAS CHANGED A HELL LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrFcRbNlbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-cbsTtuqG34/s1600-h/26082007220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrFcRbNlbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-cbsTtuqG34/s320/26082007220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105610217082426802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know, this used to be the place you could go down to the beach and play around. The eroded area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrGGhbNldI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jhfodxRCsU0/s1600-h/26082007224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrGGhbNldI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jhfodxRCsU0/s320/26082007224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105610942931899858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new stone shore stretches all the way where my feeble eyes can see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrGbRbNleI/AAAAAAAAAHg/W72uWDkySl4/s1600-h/Usedtobe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrGbRbNleI/AAAAAAAAAHg/W72uWDkySl4/s320/Usedtobe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105611299414185442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area circled in red is where I used to sit down and emo when I was James's age. There used to be a tree there where I usually park my bike against whenever I come here. This is the place Ryan should be familiar with too.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sobz*throws*sobz*&lt;/span&gt;.... lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now. the dance video I've been dreaming for so long to shoot is on a hiatus AGAIN! but this time, its because we wanna change songs. Because of You by Ne-Yo gave me a huge mental block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old good times at West Coast Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I wonder what my baby is doing now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-650144004842219430?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/650144004842219430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=650144004842219430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/650144004842219430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/650144004842219430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/09/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/RtrFcRbNlbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-cbsTtuqG34/s72-c/26082007220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-703229955066854904</id><published>2007-09-01T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T13:38:08.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things.</title><content type='html'>Jomatoes tagged me. So now I have to tell all of you 10 things about me that majority of you do NOT know.. and den sabo 6 more people. and the thing is, you can't tag them back. Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   &gt;&gt; I have Chinese bloodline.&lt;br /&gt;2.   &gt;&gt; I love babies, but I'm too scared to carry them.&lt;br /&gt;3.   &gt;&gt; I have an affinity for teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;4.   &gt;&gt; I'm more comfortable with locking and popping. But I wanna do lyrical hiphop.&lt;br /&gt;5.   &gt;&gt; I was once part of a Para Para team. ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;6.   &gt;&gt; I can't take chilli to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;7.   &gt;&gt; I can play the drums, averagely.&lt;br /&gt;8.   &gt;&gt; Originally, my parents wanted to name me Jamalludin.&lt;br /&gt;9.   &gt;&gt; I'm left-handed, left-footed.&lt;br /&gt;10. &gt;&gt;  Loves to sing in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Spastic enough? lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-703229955066854904?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/703229955066854904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=703229955066854904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/703229955066854904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/703229955066854904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/09/10-things.html' title='10 things.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5610829186389591918</id><published>2007-08-26T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:27:56.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showmanship.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was absolutely the BOMB at Cine. Dancers everywhere. The whole damn Para machine was practically ours! All the different styles were there yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson - Breaking/Gliding&lt;br /&gt;Dickson - Puppet&lt;br /&gt;Fajar - Gliding/Puppet&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli - Popping/Locking&lt;br /&gt;Justin - Breaking&lt;br /&gt;Kai Ming - Krumping&lt;br /&gt;Ye Sen - Krumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the old times at PS/Bugis with Fajar, Jackson, Ah Dee and the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday was Cedric's party. IT WAS DAMN GOOD LA. Food was excellent. Games was excellent. MUSIC was absolutely wonderful! I've never danced to Bhangra for such a long, long time! Parties like this should be the norm for Fridays. Good stress relievers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss dancing so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5610829186389591918?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5610829186389591918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5610829186389591918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5610829186389591918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5610829186389591918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/08/showmanship.html' title='Showmanship.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-2543112130557294189</id><published>2007-08-01T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T22:46:15.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?</title><content type='html'>Its been a week since I've started work. The guys at P&amp;amp;O are absolutely wonderful! Learning plenty of things and making plenty of new friends on an almost everyday basis. It seems so surreal working with people so high up in the ranking order. I guess I still got that HTA feeling. Ryan would know. You see a SSI2 you'll go "WAH SSI2! DIE LA HOW~!?". and here I am at NPPK seeing DSPs and Superintendents everyday. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ is still going on. The weather is taming, and the sun is shining more than ever. Hopefully, this weekend doesn't rain. but IF the BBQ is cancelled, we can do other stuff. Cine Clique, refer to the Friendster group page. VOTE for the activity dammit. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've haven't had a decent conversation for a very very very very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-2543112130557294189?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/2543112130557294189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=2543112130557294189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2543112130557294189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2543112130557294189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-now.html' title='What now?'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5298615796592949514</id><published>2007-07-26T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:01:05.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>Frankly speaking. I have no idea what to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at home due to my stomach flu. To all my dearest readers, please remember this minor equation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi + Soya Bean Milk = Bad for your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK well, lemme start off with a few Cine Clique matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey's birthday BBQ on 4th August on Saturday has been confirmed. Pit 70, Area G. I have with me the list of invited people. If you want the list, email me at aikawa.hajime@gmail.com. And make sure you have Microsoft Excel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance practice on Friday night. Meeting in town, den we'll go somewhere else. where, I dunno. as long as there's space I'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. anything else, just look it up in the Friendster group page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5298615796592949514?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5298615796592949514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5298615796592949514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5298615796592949514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5298615796592949514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/07/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5899635891598433810</id><published>2007-07-12T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:09:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phase 2. PASSED OUT!</title><content type='html'>No. It doesn't mean I fainted while in camp. It means I've completed my Basic Training in TRACOM, and now I am a full-fledged Police Officer, capable of handling anything from accident victims to criminals who leave their underwear around other people's houses. I have no idea where I got that idea from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some really really nice pictures from my Passing Out Parade yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_DRzTKHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9hT4QyRXrSo/s1600-h/11072007171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_DRzTKHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9hT4QyRXrSo/s320/11072007171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086181417223923826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitness freak Moses and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_ihzTKKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iIHqmfPLC2s/s1600-h/11072007174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_ihzTKKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iIHqmfPLC2s/s320/11072007174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086181954094835874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zordon" Phoon Peng Mung, my squad's timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_iBzTKJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/h5q2NFb7eOo/s1600-h/11072007173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_iBzTKJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/h5q2NFb7eOo/s320/11072007173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086181945504901266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad strongman, Shannon Chen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_hxzTKII/AAAAAAAAAF4/LENDz2QyR4c/s1600-h/11072007172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_hxzTKII/AAAAAAAAAF4/LENDz2QyR4c/s320/11072007172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086181941209933954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future lawyer in the making, "CP" Ian Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAGhzTKQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LHfz90Lv1zw/s1600-h/11072007193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAGhzTKQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LHfz90Lv1zw/s320/11072007193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086182572570126594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bollywood Drama Mama, Hakim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAFhzTKNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/I6u800kwqRo/s1600-h/11072007178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAFhzTKNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/I6u800kwqRo/s320/11072007178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086182555390257362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future OCPO Kenny Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAGxzTKRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/axIdsK7WIVE/s1600-h/11072007194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAGxzTKRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/axIdsK7WIVE/s320/11072007194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086182576865093906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy whose PSP prevented me from going insane from boredom, K.K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAGRzTKPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mmVRXZNSFDM/s1600-h/11072007192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAGRzTKPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mmVRXZNSFDM/s320/11072007192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086182568275159282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's former squadmate, Brandon, my Field Instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_ixzTKLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YAMa1W2EG7k/s1600-h/11072007175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_ixzTKLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YAMa1W2EG7k/s320/11072007175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086181958389803186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunkmates, Abang Hafizil &amp; Recipient of Best Trainee for my squad Taufiq Anis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_jBzTKMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vpaZ2bWN4Dg/s1600-h/11072007177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_jBzTKMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vpaZ2bWN4Dg/s320/11072007177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086181962684770498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left, Haddad, Izad, Me, Iqbal, Hafizil &amp; Taufiq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAFxzTKOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o6nUXiEX_Yk/s1600-h/11072007184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpXAFxzTKOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o6nUXiEX_Yk/s320/11072007184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086182559685224674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally... ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of passing out(not fainting) is great. You feel much much more free now. And I've received my posting too. Staff Assistant at New Phoenix Park, Police Headquarters. 9 to 5 office job. A tad bit disappointed.. but with my injury, I guess this is the best for me. Well, on to the next chapter we go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5899635891598433810?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5899635891598433810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5899635891598433810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5899635891598433810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5899635891598433810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/07/phase-2-passed-out.html' title='Phase 2. PASSED OUT!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RpW_DRzTKHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9hT4QyRXrSo/s72-c/11072007171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-2941106225737368938</id><published>2007-07-08T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:13:34.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Of You...</title><content type='html'>The dance video is coming out well. YEAH! 3 counts of 8 is done with a practice session held this upcoming Thursday @ my place. I think the December target can be reached in 3/4 of the time. Hopefully. And with the news about the studio, everything's falling into place. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Announcement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards, Ryan is 24+1 years old. please spread the message around. (I never put the age hor! like I promised. HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the long awaited trip to Sentosa! Who's going? here's a tentative list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;(space for a friend Ryan might invite)&lt;br /&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the confirmed list for now. Darren can't go because he's learning how to be a bo-bo shooter. and Evan has something on. I'll put up a topic on this in the Cine Friendster group den whoever else who wants to go can tell me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the lyrics to this new song from Ne-Yo. Its called Do You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147443944&amp;border=7&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/NeYo.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/ne-yo-lyrics.html" title="Ne-Yo Lyrics"&gt;Ne-Yo Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice isn't it? I like the part where he says if his ex has a baby girl who looks anything like her mother, den she's the prettiest thing in the world. Pure poetry at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-2941106225737368938?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/2941106225737368938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=2941106225737368938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2941106225737368938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2941106225737368938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/07/because-of-you.html' title='Because Of You...'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-2841324731753702082</id><published>2007-07-01T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:56:01.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Day.</title><content type='html'>Not a seriously cold day. but the cine gang were just wearing long sleeves today. lols. I don't have the pictures right now, because the camera is with Justin and our lyrical hip hop advisor hasn't reached home yet. but I'll get it up as soon as I can. in the meantime, enjoy these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaTfBYCbYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hijWG-NrrjY/s1600-h/30062007159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaTfBYCbYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hijWG-NrrjY/s320/30062007159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081911390688669058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. how gay can we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaT-RYCbZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wQjVDxew9YI/s1600-h/30062007160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaT-RYCbZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wQjVDxew9YI/s320/30062007160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081911927559581074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in government service often worship fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaUaRYCbaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/81yDg2URNZw/s1600-h/30062007161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaUaRYCbaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/81yDg2URNZw/s320/30062007161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081912408595918242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us plan to overtake Hello Kitty and rule the WORLD! (with our cute faces of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally applied for the Sentosa Island Life card, and I've realised something;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My wallet has too little pockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby bought me this beautiful Billabong wallet which I seriously love, but it has only 7 compartments to store cards! What cards do I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NS Identity card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No more broken pink I.C. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- POSB GO! Card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GO! where, I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- EZ-Link card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*toot toot*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Home Team NS card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NS-related weekend occupier.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Police Welfare Scheme card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No comments.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Sentosa Islander Card (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Island life... love it!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- GNC VIP card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a more brawny me.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Banquet Discount card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as its not MESS food.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- 77th Street Get A Life card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I DO need a life.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Borders Gift card. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still haven't activated the lil bugger yet.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's still more cards I left in my cupboard, like name cards and stuff. how sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Dough girl. I hope you're doing well. Don't think about it okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-2841324731753702082?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/2841324731753702082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=2841324731753702082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2841324731753702082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2841324731753702082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/07/cold-day.html' title='Cold Day.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/RoaTfBYCbYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/hijWG-NrrjY/s72-c/30062007159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5589523027363435762</id><published>2007-06-24T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T14:56:37.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Trip, June 23rd 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4HT5-Eb5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JDj8lLlNPoA/s1600-h/23062007120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4HT5-Eb5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JDj8lLlNPoA/s320/23062007120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079505468280565650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 extremely average looking guys greeting you first thing in this entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a small group, Tiffany, myself, Ryan, Darren, Ashley and Evan, but we had PLENTY of fun. Volleyball, eating, making fun of fat people running around in their underwear.. the works! Calvin, James, Wei Zhong &amp; Justin, you guys really missed out! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4H2J-Eb6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/qmVXPVszrr8/s1600-h/23062007125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4H2J-Eb6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/qmVXPVszrr8/s320/23062007125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079506056691085218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren in emo-shit mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4IHp-Eb7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/SLkFt2DBIC8/s1600-h/23062007123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4IHp-Eb7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/SLkFt2DBIC8/s320/23062007123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079506357338795954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley &amp; Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4OH5-EcEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4yZcfaVX-KU/s1600-h/23062007135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4OH5-EcEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4yZcfaVX-KU/s320/23062007135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079512958703530050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren trying to do a James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4Idp-Eb8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fr7yzxtvqsM/s1600-h/23062007127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4Idp-Eb8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fr7yzxtvqsM/s320/23062007127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079506735295918018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4IqZ-Eb9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gkepGea5M94/s1600-h/23062007137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4IqZ-Eb9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gkepGea5M94/s320/23062007137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079506954339250130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4I3p-Eb-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/f8_Y34TBQxI/s1600-h/23062007139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4I3p-Eb-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/f8_Y34TBQxI/s320/23062007139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079507181972516834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We honestly didn't plan to wear white shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4JNp-Eb_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/YX1dYKxXiDA/s1600-h/23062007129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4JNp-Eb_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/YX1dYKxXiDA/s320/23062007129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079507559929638898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren getting scolded by Tiffany and enjoying it. Evan just wants to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiming and Ye Sen dropped by to join us for dinner! so nice of them to come all the way in eat with us. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4KOJ-EcAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FMGSUGm3tYM/s1600-h/23062007141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4KOJ-EcAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FMGSUGm3tYM/s320/23062007141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079508668031201282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4Km5-EcBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CaJvm02Du70/s1600-h/23062007142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4Km5-EcBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CaJvm02Du70/s320/23062007142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079509093232963602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa is mesmerizing @ night. Can't wait to try the new restaurants there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sentosa, we went to Vivo to walk around, and den we entered the huge pet shop, where I witnessed a dog eating its own shit. Wonderful. After my dinner too. Tiffany, as expected, was going goo-goo-gaa-gaa over the hamsters section, where they had a variety of types and in DAMN SMALL SIZES too. very very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4LE5-EcCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PYz97qSKyDE/s1600-h/23062007146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4LE5-EcCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PYz97qSKyDE/s320/23062007146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079509608629039138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan was extra nice today and she bought Tiffany these 2 hamsters! And they're named Fadzli &amp; Darren. Fadzli loves to pee on people's hands and Darren shits all over the place. Ever since this, Darren came up with a way to name a hamster for every member of the Cine clique:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a whole horde of hamsters together, and do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Place a Bible in front of them. The hamster which runs to it first is Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;2. The hamster which is emo-ing most of the time is James.&lt;br /&gt;3. The hamster which suddenly whips out a mahjong set and avoids mayonnaise like death is Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;4. The hamster which eats the most is Ashley. For damn obvious reasons of course.&lt;br /&gt;5. The blurrest hamster of the whole horde would be Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;6. The hamster which puts on a tie and gets everyone well behaved is Evan.&lt;br /&gt;7. The hamster which colours its own nails is Steph.&lt;br /&gt;8. The hamsters which suddenly breaks into hip-hop moves is Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;9. The hamster that tries to find its way home before 7 is Ze Suan.&lt;br /&gt;10. The hamster which leaves his undies all over the place is Justin.&lt;br /&gt;11. The hamster which loves to drive a taxi is Wei Zhong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone I missed out? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast in the morning at Jalan Kayu. ALL of you should try eat at this place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4M_5-EcDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hORJ51ilRZs/s1600-h/24062007148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4M_5-EcDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hORJ51ilRZs/s320/24062007148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079511721752948786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prata here is simply amazing. Should be coming back here next Sunday morning to EAT MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to all the pictures and videos taken in Sentosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://download.yousendit.com/4657482F5C2D77B2" class="content_bigger"&gt;http://download.yousendit.com/4657482F5C2D77B2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Cine group's Friendster page. I got some announcements made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5589523027363435762?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5589523027363435762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5589523027363435762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5589523027363435762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5589523027363435762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/06/sentosa-trip-june-23rd-2007.html' title='Sentosa Trip, June 23rd 2007.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rn4HT5-Eb5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JDj8lLlNPoA/s72-c/23062007120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-6196552362297242053</id><published>2007-06-17T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T08:00:45.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatsby!</title><content type='html'>Gee. I just love this song! I don't know why, but this song is damn catchy! Ryan, Ashley, Calvin, Darren, Wei Zhong and I were like dancing to it at Cineleisure. We plan to make our own advert next week. YEAH! 6 mad people dancing. happyhippo said that the fella inside the original advert, which is Takuya Kimura by the way, is cute. imagine the SIX of us doing it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent another day in town with good company! Arcade, shopped, watch the B-Boy competition, ate @ Coffee Bean again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peektures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnR4lp-Eb3I/AAAAAAAAADo/oDj0-hId1nQ/s1600-h/16062007109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnR4lp-Eb3I/AAAAAAAAADo/oDj0-hId1nQ/s320/16062007109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076815268270075762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My meal, consisting of Pure Choc ice-blended and CHICAGO CHEESECAKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnR41Z-Eb4I/AAAAAAAAADw/gs1MXp0Dr40/s1600-h/16062007110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnR41Z-Eb4I/AAAAAAAAADw/gs1MXp0Dr40/s320/16062007110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076815538853015426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan couldn't decide to start with his drink, his cake, or his.. er.. fork?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that I can't take coffee? Keep that in mind if you wanna bring me out for a drink. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Cine gang, I think its time we change a few things during our weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-6196552362297242053?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/6196552362297242053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=6196552362297242053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6196552362297242053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/6196552362297242053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/06/gatsby.html' title='Gatsby!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnR4lp-Eb3I/AAAAAAAAADo/oDj0-hId1nQ/s72-c/16062007109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1070602022986872778</id><published>2007-06-16T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:39:18.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation. FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnMwc5-Eb2I/AAAAAAAAADg/YZ5ADW_6Xo4/s1600-h/14062007105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnMwc5-Eb2I/AAAAAAAAADg/YZ5ADW_6Xo4/s320/14062007105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076454478132309858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moving on guys. But let's keep in touch aight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 long years, its over! I mean its been over for quite some time I know, but now its the OFFICIAL point where I'm now really lost in education wilderness! What should I do now? Study? Sign on to the Police Force? Work? So many things to think about, and I gotta wait 2 years to execute it. ONE good thing about National Service.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went out with Huiting, Calvin and James yesterday. bought a couple of things. most importantly,  new pair of shoes! my old shoes are like super worn out. so I bought an Everlast. yeah. Technically the name says last forever. but I have my doubts. if you guys know me well, I'm a simple guy,and the shoe can't be any more simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnMv_p-Eb1I/AAAAAAAAADY/khI5tJMp73w/s1600-h/16062007107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnMv_p-Eb1I/AAAAAAAAADY/khI5tJMp73w/s320/16062007107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076453975621136210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Simple enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ting has really changed. A LOT. and she's much more tanned now. and she looks good! more healthier. Spent the evening shopping and crapping at Coffee Bean thereafter. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's in China now, doing community work and getting her face on camera. Haha. I'm gonna record everything down!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Its been 5 years, and some things about us I still cannot forget. Smallville. Yeah. How can I not remember that? But frankly, I've had so much pent up frustration inside of me coz I didn't get the chance to tell you how wonderful you were to me, how you changed my life in so many ways, how you were the driving force in my O Levels period of suffering.. Without you, I wouldn't be here, where I am today. You can say that you had a bad temper bad then, but in my eyes, you'll always be that wonderful changing point in my life that I'll always cherish for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"without any action..u  cant accomplish anything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll remember that.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checklist for June activities:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;    Beef up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;     Get a new wallet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;     Play more soccer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;     Get Baby a present!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;    GO SENTOSA.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That final one I put in caps because I really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really wanna make a trip down soon. I'm so fair. I wanna get darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change my lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-1070602022986872778?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1070602022986872778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1070602022986872778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1070602022986872778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1070602022986872778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/06/graduation-finally.html' title='Graduation. FINALLY!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/RnMwc5-Eb2I/AAAAAAAAADg/YZ5ADW_6Xo4/s72-c/14062007105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-589275125359526457</id><published>2007-06-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:31:53.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes me wonder..</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive and breathing thank you very much. I'm just being plain lazy to update my blog. ok la. also because there's nothing for me to update. well anyway, this song by Maroon 5 is quite nice isn't it? the title's the same as the title for this entry, and as you all can see on my tagboard, it's happyhippo's fave song. Am I allowed to call you that? lols. Sooner or later, either me or some other boredphucks weill just parody the song and call it "Makes Me Dulan" or even "Makes Me Randy"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPF life is just like NS life. Commentless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickson is enlisting next week, army. Keat Hong camp, which is very near to where I'm camped at, so maybe when he starts booking out, I can meet him at Lot One with his new BOTAK hairstyle. I just love putting that word in CAPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Its hard to find someone who's willing to accompany you after you book out. Thank you so much baby. That's one of the never-ending reasons why my heart beats for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-589275125359526457?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/589275125359526457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=589275125359526457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/589275125359526457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/589275125359526457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/06/makes-me-wonder.html' title='Makes me wonder..'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-5515981920031727930</id><published>2007-05-11T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:11:29.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting hot in here..</title><content type='html'>Literally. My temperature. I'm having high fever now, which oddly enough, gets worst when I'm sleeping. I can't fall asleep without waking up feeling like a cake just come out from the oven. It sucks I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had it seen Tuesday, but my always reliable M.O at camp can't find anything wrong with me, even though I've complained about it. hmm. qualified huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Suki Sushi trip cancelled, because baby gotta go for a performance and Ryan is celebrating Mum's Day at Siglap. Justin having dance class, &amp; Steph's going to church. Audrey's in hospital and I'm having fever. Ashley's probably trying to slim down to shock us. Wei Zhong still in limbo between somewhere and somewhere, Fajar's solving mati cases and Sharon working. Calvin still living in his Cockroach-Man dreamworld, and James is realizing his ALL IMPORTANT DREAM of his teenage life. Anyone else did I miss? I can make up stories if you want me to add you in too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I'm busy mending broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pieces of the life i had before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-5515981920031727930?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/5515981920031727930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=5515981920031727930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5515981920031727930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/5515981920031727930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-getting-hot-in-here.html' title='Its getting hot in here..'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-2213589823993167818</id><published>2007-05-05T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T12:00:04.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marksman.</title><content type='html'>Nope. Its not referring to me. I'm referring to the birds that fly past the academy. I wonder if Ryan have seen before, but the birds are really good bombers. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 weeks, my squad has been like great target practice for the abovementioned birds. and most of the time, you where they hit? the belt. ZHUN ZHUN on the belt. Luckily I never kena before, but looking at the success rates of these birds, I think I'll be a casualty sooner or later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marksbird? weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Don't forget to catch Spiderman 3. ITS GOOD. Venom's character is great. and the special effects too. 10/10. Endorsed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6&gt;&lt;I&gt;You simply love to pick fights on the Saturdays don't you?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-2213589823993167818?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/2213589823993167818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=2213589823993167818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2213589823993167818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/2213589823993167818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/05/marksman.html' title='Marksman.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-3057335016735538346</id><published>2007-05-01T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:57:35.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question.</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Tell me something...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;B&gt;Is being too patient a bad thing?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6&gt;&lt;I&gt;Why are you being like this...&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-3057335016735538346?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/3057335016735538346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=3057335016735538346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3057335016735538346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3057335016735538346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/05/question.html' title='Question.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-310865469904342967</id><published>2007-04-29T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T06:35:49.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MRI.</title><content type='html'>Scan results are in: I AM FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the residual nausea and headaches are like the remnants of the concussion still yet to disappear. so I'll be hurling for quite a while before my body settles down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay going on to other matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman 3, featuring Calvin Ting having a 3 second cameo as a dead body in the movie, will be coming out on the 1st of May. I'm organizing a short trip to Woodlands Causeway Point to catch it. why there? because its easier for the our young, fit and handsome NSmen Darren, Ryan and myself to return back home to get our gear before booking in that night. Invitation is open to all humans and lovers of Spiderman and the comic/TV series. call me if you wanna come because I'll be booking the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan a.k.a the Mayonnaise Mangkuk will be organizing a disasatrous (on Suki's premises) and gastronomical trip to Suki Sushi on the 12th of May, which is about 2 weeks away. Details are below, wholesale copy and paste from Ryan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suki Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffet available from 12pm - 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;All $1.80 - $4.90 items only. Last order at 5.00pm SHARP!&lt;br /&gt;Adults: $19.90++ (Round off $25-$30)&lt;br /&gt;Students(ONLY WITH STUDENT PASS): $16.90++ (Round off $20-$25)&lt;br /&gt;Free flow of Juices (Deserts not included in buffet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outlets:&lt;br /&gt;Lot 1 Shoppers mall: 6769 9680&lt;br /&gt;Hougang Plaza: 6286 9680&lt;br /&gt;Cathay Cineleisure Orchard: 6737 2650&lt;br /&gt;Paradiz Centre: 6337 9608&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post up photos of my new, pathetically short hairstyle. But I changed my mind. So I'll leave you with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Bp91fWILmk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guess who's dancing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-310865469904342967?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/310865469904342967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=310865469904342967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/310865469904342967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/310865469904342967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/04/mri.html' title='MRI.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-9059165710589446969</id><published>2007-04-16T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:19:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to YOU, this particular fucker I know.</title><content type='html'>It never fails to happen. Everytime when it comes to my birthday period, something will SURE cock up and spoil it, whether after or before it. I might as well just tell myself I'm 16 for the rest of my life, so I won't celebrate any birthdays. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was that incident last year, which I shall not elaborate. its bad enough experiencing it, I wouldn't wanna live through it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's you, you bloody fucking asshole. No matter how many fucks I put inside this entry and all the following and past entries, it'll never describe the person you are to me right now. Despicable piece of thrash, a waste of oxygen, having fuck for brains and ready to use whatever trust your friends have in you to do what fucked up evil things you have cooking in that retarded, fucked up brain of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really trusted you to take care of her you know. I let her stay for a damn fucking good reason. because I trusted YOU. YOU and a few select others. and of all people, YOU had to be to do that fucked up thing, and totally screw whatever plans I had of having a peaceful happy, birthday weekend. FUCK YOU you understand?! i can tell you right now at this very moment, till the day I DIE, don't appear in front of me. if you think you have such a bad temper, TRY ME. I invite you. after what you did, NOT EVEN A SINGLE SORRY TO ME. all you had were your fucked up reasons. RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR SISTER?~! EH COME ON LA~ EVEN THEO CAN DO 100 TIMES BETTER THAN YOU. WHY NOT YOU JUST SAY YOU FUCKED 2 GAY INDIAN GUYS AND HAD TRYSTS WITH 3 THAI SHEMALES THE DAY BEFORE?! that would be more believable. and the best one. SLEEPWALKING! WOW. UNTIL YOU GO TO M.O. SO WHAT FUCK YOU GO M.O?! ANYONE CAN FAKE A MENTAL PROBLEM! YOU WANNA SEE I DO ONE? YOUR SLEEWALKING ABILITY SO ZHUN UNTIL YOU CAN PLACE THINGS IN SUCH A WAY, AND ACTIVATE THE WANTED SEQUENCES AND CAPABILITIES! wow seriously. you should go sign up on that show where they show people with weird abilities. i think they'll open up a segment for you called FUCKED UP PEOPLE WITH FUCKED UP ABILITIES. don't come and give me your crap reasons. i won't give a fuck whether you come back from the M.O with a valid medical reason or not. you are the one person right now in my life i will NEVER forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from me. Stay away from Tiffany. That's final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-9059165710589446969?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/9059165710589446969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=9059165710589446969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/9059165710589446969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/9059165710589446969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/04/dedicated-to-you-this-particular-fucker.html' title='Dedicated to YOU, this particular fucker I know.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-4265219321843805784</id><published>2007-04-01T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T17:37:34.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few meaningful thoughts..</title><content type='html'>My first official book out from HTA just happened a couple of days ago. what happened to the rest? All took up by my hospitalization. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la at least I'm feeling better now. Still having headaches here and there. but no more vomiting! YAY! don't have to wake up in the middle of the night to purge myself. Condition getting better, but I'm still on medication, so light duty till 12th April, PAY DAY! St James Power Station anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the rest of them yesterday. Haven't seen Dickson and Fifi in a long time. Phatboy too. Saw Sebastian, he now looks like a leading member in Marilyn Manson's fan club. Went to MS yesterday. Marina Square. Recce a good location for Ryan's bro's 2nd shop. Found one, prime location, but details still needs to be ironed out. Ryan would make a great manager. If you need quality checks on your goods and services, you know who to look for. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few weeks is gonna be light on physical training. But I still gotta work out my strength for the next IPPT test. My left hand is still not as strong before. hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope that I can go through the next 4 months without any hiccups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dough girl, you're NEVER forgotten. Keep that in mind aight? No matter how far away your friends are away from you, you're still remembered, whether in Singapore or Melbourne. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-4265219321843805784?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/4265219321843805784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=4265219321843805784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4265219321843805784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/4265219321843805784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/04/few-meaningful-thoughts.html' title='A few meaningful thoughts..'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7179011977867262389</id><published>2007-03-17T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:12:53.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consussed.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're thinking this now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WTF is Fadzli doing at home when he's supposed to be confined during the first 10 days in camp~!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets just say I had a little mishap, got hospitalized, and now I'm like losing feeling in my arms and legs. I hit the base of my skull, but don't worry. It wasn't anyone's fault. It was entirely mine, my slippers, and the slippery yellow tile located in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back of my head is in pain, and I can't even open a tin of Kiwi without struggling. I think I may have to visit Alexandra before I book in tomorrow morning. I'm really praying hard there's nothing wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to the more happier things.. I'm like bald now. Yeah. 2 cm long hair. Some people say I look like Dexter with my spectacles on, and I look like samseng without it. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in H.T.A is quite okay la actually. besides the confinement, everything else is just... well, expected. Regimental, strict... its like what you've been going through in secondary school, except that you had hair and you used your own money to buy food. Contrary to popular belief, food inside here is actually quite good! But sometimes I can't stomach breakfast, because, depending on who is taking you for your morning PT, you might be nauseous by the time you hit the mess. But its okay. I can handle it. For now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just keep it short and simple for now. My head is still throbbing, and my hands are like.. shaking. If i have the time, I'll update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missing you so so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7179011977867262389?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7179011977867262389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7179011977867262389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7179011977867262389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7179011977867262389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/03/consussed.html' title='Consussed.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-3914760071428971091</id><published>2007-03-09T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:23:47.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song?</title><content type='html'>Caught Music &amp; Lyrics with Iris yesterday. WAH! Nice movie! VERY VERY nice. Hugh Grant does the type of comedy that I like, subtle but sharp. A very touching movie also. Drew Barrymore takes her role very well, and its a must see for fans of boybands long-gone. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of those times back in Sec 1 &amp;amp; 2 where Big Sam, Dewi, Shu Qiang, Catherine &amp; I would just sit down, take out this huge lyrics file (which I still have), and den just start singing away. Any song. BSB, Human Nature, Christian Wunderlich, 5ive, Bosson.. The list just goes on and on. And den I still remember vividly remember this semi-original take on a song by Jars Of Clay. Erik-Jon wrote this out, with Jude accompanying us on the guitar and me with my (horrible) vocals, all the way back in Secondary 4. I think those of you who attend church often will find the song very familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In open fields and wild flowers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she breathes the air and goes her way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she passes by and takes in all thats around her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but doesn't know I'm there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's more than the laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than the stars in the heavens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as close as a heartbeat, a song on my lips..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day she'll trust me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and learns how to see me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday she'll see how much she means to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then she'll fall in my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the tears will fall down and I'll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to fall in love with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to fall in love with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to fall in love with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to fall in love with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I turned I saw her look at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our eyes had met and I could see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That over there I saw this beautiful girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that was staring back at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeat Bridge x 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeat Chorus x 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice? I know its not that original (I found this out almost 2 years later). Part of the lyrics were changed by Erik, and he really knows how to tweak the song well. I remember performing this song for this special occasion back in school, and everybody was like "WOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just smiled. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who called me and I didn't pick up, you'll get forwarded to my mailbox. and my mailbox greeting. The girl singing is my BFF, and this was done like 2 or 3 years ago? Haha.. Tourism student. Watch out for her singing on STB commercials soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the topic of singing, my experience on MDE idol shall NEVER be forgotten. Taufiq Batisah, pirated version. HAHA. I really really really chose the wrong song that night. My only regret of the competition. O-Town's All Or Nothing would have been better. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FOR ALL YOU INSPIRING IDOLS/SINGERS OUT THERE! CHOOSE YOUR SONG WELL! OR BETTER YET, WRITE YOUR OWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side, small note. When you're calling up the object of your affections, be sure that the voice on the other line is the person that you want your mushy proclamations to be heard to. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANNEL U!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why, but suddenly I feel so dead... hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-3914760071428971091?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/3914760071428971091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=3914760071428971091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3914760071428971091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/3914760071428971091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/03/song.html' title='Song?'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1667623927435843928</id><published>2007-03-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:25:52.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thought.</title><content type='html'>Before I start ranting, I'd like to start off by leaving an obituary for something that was very close and important to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FADZLI'S OAKLEY SHADES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2005 - 4th February 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(suffering to whichever bastard/bitch that took the Oakley shades and use it for his/her own)&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&gt;lols. never mind la. once I get my pay, I'll return Norman's cash, and CUSTOMIZE a pair for myself. den use it only after I pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to enlistment: 6 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESS than a week. I have to this whole time frame to do all the things that I need to do. Meeting Iris tomorrow for a movie/dinner/chat session. So many people I still wanna see. Ting. Lady Jo. My 2 pillars of strength for the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through my old posts recently, just for kicks. Remembered many nice wonderful memories, and of course some awful ones. But that's life isn't it? you have to take the bad together with the good. Just like the reason why hurricanes exist in this world. Believe it or not, its used to distribute heat around the hurricane belt area of influence, which encompasses the Gulf of Mexico and the Southern U.S.A. Incredulous, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout those times, a whole range of people have always been there for me whenever I needed someone to listen to me.. Joanna, Norman.. even my old secondary schoolmates like Esmond, Yi Jing and even Jiao. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be the person who's standing sitting here today, whose more level-headed than yesterday, and becoming much more wiser tommorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiting doesn't need to listen. Just listen to her whine and you'll feel pretty blessed you have a really adorable 18-year-old-friend-but-still-looks-14 friend like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys. I wouldn't have made it if it weren't for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt; Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;This song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Lonely September&lt;/span&gt;, by Plain White T's is a wonderfully written, romantic and meaningful song. Accompanied by only a guitar and backup vocals, the lyrics and melody blends in perfectly. A must listen if you're feeling moody and need a song to base your thoughts on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days, plenty more days to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/7228627-1667623927435843928?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1667623927435843928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1667623927435843928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1667623927435843928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1667623927435843928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-thought.html' title='One Thought.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-1432868304079977879</id><published>2007-03-04T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T10:26:43.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown.</title><content type='html'>9 more days to enlistment. Kinda short isn't it? My last 9 days of freedom with my broken, pink I.C. 9 more days to do things I won't get to do for the next 2 years, which I have no idea what they are. At least I know I have 2 confirmed plans though for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie with a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing lots of thinking recently. No no, not about sex, lies and videotape. I mean seriously, for those who know me for a VERY long time, actually one year plus also can la, WHAT have I achieved for the past 4 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! No one can tell me. I've seriously feel that I've achieved nothing for the past 4 years you know. Its like I've been stagnant. Mosquitos can practically land on me and lay their eggs. But its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 years are gonna be an eye opener for me. Sneak preview into what its like for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do the best I can, wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATTE! I've been watching too much Japanese shows lately. Sentai, Toku, Guyver, Death Note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the the first time ever, I'm actually captivated by this year's contestants for American Idol. In my opinion, Chris, Blake, Lakisha and Melinda will go FAR... Unless our American friends screw up the voting and refuse to kick Sanjaya out. HE knows he should have gone out. SINGAPOREANS know he should have gone out. I mean like, I daresay Joakim can do better on stage than him. Sanjaya, if you wanna change opinions, you better polish up your act man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Faris told me he's going to HTA on the same day as me. I got "member" already. lols. Just nice. Dzul's in Civil Defence, Wan's in Army, Faris and myself in Police... we'd always assumed the Government would create Girl Guides for National Service just for him though&lt;br /&gt;.. bitch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a newsflash, Norman just underwent a near-death experience when the fire extinguisher that was in the back jeep he was sitting in "exploded". He inhaled plenty of the powder-based mixture, and now acts weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok not that weird, but he's kinda sick. zombie-like. its okay, I have plenty of experience playing all 3 versions of House of Dead, and even Vampire Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at all my old (and embarrassing) posts, I've realized that I've changed, and its not for the better. and I'm gonna find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-1432868304079977879?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/1432868304079977879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=1432868304079977879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1432868304079977879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/1432868304079977879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/03/countdown.html' title='Countdown.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-7067141011083300731</id><published>2007-02-23T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T02:02:56.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.T.A</title><content type='html'>No no. It doesn't stand for a new brand of sterilizing milk. On the the 13th of March, I'll be finally enlisting for my National Service at the Home Team Academy, so I'll be enlisting in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;POLICE&lt;/span&gt;. Its kinda cool I actually got I wanted to do. Now with this, I might even consider signing on, after 2 years.. But I'm still keeping my further studies options open.. I don't know seriously.. After NS I'm gonna be back to being confused again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that this is my last month of unlimited freedom with a pink I.C, been spending plenty of time with baby and the rest of them. I even talked to people I thought I wouldn't talk to again. I still wanna play soccer though. Started a fitness regime and currently building up strength and stamina before my body goes through the rude shock of sudden intense physical exercises in HTA. Went to Sentosa, watched plenty of movies.. that kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la I did play soccer, at sentosa. against BRAZILIANS. OMG. whatever you saw on TV, THAT'S how they play. But I'm proud to say, Norman, James and myself managed to control the game. because there's only one of them that can play DAMN good, while the rest were like Calvins. managed to draw 1-1 with them. who says Singapore can't make it to the World Cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Movies I watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seducing Mr Perfect:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris, Peiyu and any other female I know would fall for the male lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic Movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT watch this. The jokes are so cold even Theo is funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once In A Summer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad movie. I cried. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Transformers, Shooter, TMNT &amp; 300. Join me somebody? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Theo opened a new blog. Feel free to drop by and check it out. If you're an English teacher, make the blog a piece of teaching material for &lt;a href="http://brokenhearts7789.blogspot.com/"&gt;INCORRECT USES OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND IDIOMS. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously Theo, I don't know that's going on in that brain of your. IF you DO have one. Just like what Norman said. If you're so gung-ho in your blog, why not you just come over to us and talk about it? You don't have to go around making fake accusations about us and them. Telling people that Norman and Stephanie stead? WOW. what does that bring you? money? testicles? more food for your pet turtles? More teddy bears to add to your collection? More PSP games? perhaps more additional brain processing capacity from your current 386 RAM? I dunno man. But reading your entries really make me pissed off. "Songs of the darkangel". I can only SMELL the darkangel, and he ain't smelling like a field of flowers man. I am DISGUSTED with you, and its not because of your smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the famous idioms for the 3 monkeys are "See no evil, hear no evil, SPEAK no evil"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not "touch no evil," &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you fuckin blowjob&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I got that from the new Russell Peters video. Youtube it, type Outsourced and his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't lie! That's a pho phuc lai!" (Four Fuck Lie, its a Vietnamese joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I stopped my job at The Better Toy Store yesterday. I had plenty of great memories! great friends too. Yihui, Hanisah, Roz, KC, Nicholas, Sebastian, Mag, Edwin, Joo Ann, Aloy, Melvin &amp; Bandi. Thanks for helping me with whatever stuff at work. You guys make work at a toy store an even BETTER place. I'm gonna miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rd5hi8oVWXI/AAAAAAAAADA/1FFinXTSlSs/s1600-h/P1130688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rd5hi8oVWXI/AAAAAAAAADA/1FFinXTSlSs/s320/P1130688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034568686465538418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and one of my best friends at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dough girl. Don't think so much. Relationships are always like that. You're afraid of hurting someone, but that'll always be part &amp;amp; parcel it. I know you'll find someone perfect for you, because you're so careful with your heart. He'll come, sooner or later. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-7067141011083300731?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/7067141011083300731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=7067141011083300731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7067141011083300731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/7067141011083300731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/02/hta.html' title='H.T.A'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/Rd5hi8oVWXI/AAAAAAAAADA/1FFinXTSlSs/s72-c/P1130688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-8352623151254390233</id><published>2007-01-30T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:36:00.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me understand.</title><content type='html'>Had a pretty average month.. yeah. THIS is how often I update my blog. lols. Its not that I don't have time, I do have time after work. But I just simply have nothing to talk about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Apocalypto with Iris last week. Very very artistic movie. The whole entire script was voiced out in Mayan, so it sounded like "jup ty luyhj ghtye ghdrytghd tyerghdt" which would translate to "hello". ok ok. not so exaggerated. but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before I forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIRTHDAY IRIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to give me a ride once you have a car. see whether you seriously turn at Gear 3. lols. And I'll get my license by end-2007, and I'll show you what drifting is all about. As if. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY made me Cornflake cookies!!! SO NICE! SO SWEET! I mean seriously. SWEET. it was like eating sugar. but its okay, I still love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened between my friends, which I don't really understand.. I mean like, these people were like a clique to me, brothers and sisters I'd cherish for life because they're such wonderful friends.. but why let something so insignificant as a misunderstanding ruin everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with one particular one, which pisses me off no end. YOU, a person whose naivety transcends even the heights of Mount Everest and K2. EVERYONE knows you have feelings for her. EVERYONE tried to help you. But if you can't even help yourself, what more can we do? We told you, HE has no intention of pursuing her, even though he feels the same way as you do about her. BUT YOU, keep telling yourself stories even talkingcock.com would be proud to host on their website. YOU, keep having thoughts that are much more absurd than VR-Man and American Idol rejects put together. How can HE possibly have such dirty thoughts about her? YOU know HIM for a very long time you know. And then, you capped it all off by messaging him "I hate you". And then give an excuse saying its meant for 8 other people you wanted to message online. WTF? How old do you think I am? -3 years old? I haven't seen an idiot use MSN until that DUMBFUKC before. I told you before. Don't lie to me. Don't lie to us. Don't think so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've such gotten yourself in deep, warm, gooey, green shit. Bring your PSP. It should keep you company well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's another one.. but this one I don't feel angry. I feel sad for the 2 of you. You had a wonderful thing going you know. Its strong enough to warrant at least more effort.. work on it more. Tiffany and me don't have honeymoons everyday. In fact, we go through arguements too. sometimes it turns out worst, but we'll always find a way to see mutual ground again.. I mean like, work things out. Get rid of whatever negative, pessimistic thoughts you have in your head. Its NEVER good for a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to leave that Announcement for the clique in Friendster. What was that for? Its not as though you're going overseas or something. We don't condemn you. Is it because you don't want to see her? Because of it is, WE don't need to know. Keep it to yourself. Don't be the next Prince who rides off into the sunset. I don't need another attention whore. WE don't need another attention whore. You are always welcome to join us. You keep apologizing for NOTHING. Its like me going up to Stephanie and saying sorry to her once an hour for doing NOTHING to her. NOTHING! Think about it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;These 11 months have been wonderful baby.. I love you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-8352623151254390233?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/8352623151254390233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=8352623151254390233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8352623151254390233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/8352623151254390233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/01/help-me-understand.html' title='Help me understand.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-229266742073609489</id><published>2007-01-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:15:03.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MASSIVE POST!</title><content type='html'>YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. yeah. after a long lay-off, I'm finally back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who frequent my blog a lot, I'm sure you've noticed I didn't put up much about Christmas and New Year. Partly because I DID blog it down, but drafted it instead. After reading it 1423 times, I just realized it wasn't me. Un-Fadzli. So I decided to get rid of it. But i feel like myself again. So here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's backtrack a bit to 2006, where we celebrated a very weird Christmas at Calvin's place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Cine gang was there! Tiffany, Norman, Steph, Audrey, Ashley, James, Calvin, Darren, Wen Yao, Theo, Lincoln... big gathering! and for the first time, we had quite a number of people dancing para. So we played and played till about 7, walked to PS where we went watch Night At The Meseum! Really cute and funny show! "dumb dumb" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the movie ended, it was almost 25th, so we just sat down outside Gelare, where Darren let his presence be known by shouting (madly) Christmas greetings to every person (female) that was within audible range. We then moseyed over to Meridien to play pool, where the uncle is definitely getting used to our faces plastered there almost every weekend. lols. had a tonne of fun time playing. a couple of hours later, we took a cab down to Bukit Timah. Ate at Al-Amin, that wonderful makan place with service that is quite... slow. NOT VERY. just quite. by this time, Steph, Audrey and Darren left us, and we even managed to see Samantha there. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after supper, we met Wei Zhong, and Calvin's dad was nice to come over and fetch us back to their place. Calvin's house is uber cool. seriously. it almost looks like it has no doors. we spent almost the whole night awake, playing games, chatting and watching movies. We fell asleep, only to wake up freakin late the next morning. But its all right. Christmas morning is meant for you to slack anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTuqwF9u1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tgyDSwnQ4vQ/s1600-h/P1130233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTuqwF9u1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tgyDSwnQ4vQ/s320/P1130233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018398303029410642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and Tiffany. Steph was having sore eyes, so the shades is explainable. The appearance of Tiffany's EZ-Link card is considered an X-File.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTyxwF9u2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D13udDUGPLM/s1600-h/P1130237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTyxwF9u2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D13udDUGPLM/s320/P1130237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018402821335006050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the looks of things, Ashley can't wait to molest James, and Calvin is thinking whether he should join in or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTz5wF9u3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/4qtoPmzyFFw/s1600-h/P1130238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTz5wF9u3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/4qtoPmzyFFw/s320/P1130238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018404058285587314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Darren went mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT0pgF9u4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/frxj8OujK_g/s1600-h/P1130242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT0pgF9u4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/frxj8OujK_g/s320/P1130242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018404878624340866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes into Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 2, we went over to my former school, NP, for some street soccer action. Darren and the 2 girls was nice enough to make the trip down to join us and keep Tiffany company. I admit, after laying off soccer for so long, I now play like a NOOB. NEWBIE. My days as the Invincible Dribbler at the Ginza soccer court are over. so that's why I'm gonna be the Invincible Pool Player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT2aQF9u5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Xa2MROm1kU/s1600-h/P1130387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT2aQF9u5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0Xa2MROm1kU/s320/P1130387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018406815654591378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me, dribbling Arjen Robben style. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT3AQF9u6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/acfI2SKbsrs/s1600-h/P1130433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT3AQF9u6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/acfI2SKbsrs/s320/P1130433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018407468489620386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this historic photo, Norman scores his first ever goal in front of me. LOLS! And Ashley does his impersonation of a Boeing 747 really.. well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soccer, it was back to Calvin's house for a refreshing swim! But.. this is also the place where I saw the most horrifying, putrid, unappetizing, sickly disgusting thing EVER for me to unfortunately lay my eyes upon. Lets just say it looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT3cAF9u7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/P6wwNKZSjso/s1600-h/3704310310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT3cAF9u7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/P6wwNKZSjso/s320/3704310310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018407945230990258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home that night feeling preeeetty good about a really nice Christmas celebration. But this was only a sneak preview to what was gonna be an even more wonderful New Year celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held a BBQ, at Calvin's condo. No no, its not called "Calvin's Flower Condominium Estate." Just simply the place where he stays. Anyway, almost everyone who went to the Christmas celebration at Cine save Darren came. Oddly enough, we didn't take any photos, but I did take videos of all the games we played. The highlights of the Truth &amp; Dare session? Norman's Gorilla Walk, and my Hard Gay Walk. MEMORIES TO KEEP AND CHERISH! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful 2007 celebrated with friends, people whom I know and are really comfortable to be around. of course, there's many of you out there that I wish was there to celebrate with me, but let it be known, every year, my thoughts are all going out to your success &amp; happiness in ALL your endeavours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2007 TO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Saturday is the long-anticipated trip to the Singapore ZOO! HAHA! haven't been there since I was 13. Cine people are all invited to go! and if you are interested to join us, just ring me up. I intend to plan a itinerary which will take up our time till about 3 or 4, which we'll then proceed on to Meridien for pool. lols. Speaking of which, since I haven't been there for such a long time.. maybe things over there are different. Weird even. Here's my eventual guesses on what could happen if we went over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT6twF9u8I/AAAAAAAAABE/-HQwqn-a3qg/s1600-h/P1130675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT6twF9u8I/AAAAAAAAABE/-HQwqn-a3qg/s320/P1130675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018411548708551618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, armed with my trusty video to catch all the good and embarassing moments of everyone except myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSSIBLE/IMPOSSIBLE SCENARIOS THAT CAN HAPPEN AT THE ZOO ON SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT7egF9u9I/AAAAAAAAABM/0epIjtX__D4/s1600-h/P1130676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT7egF9u9I/AAAAAAAAABM/0epIjtX__D4/s320/P1130676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018412386227174354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking a video of Norman dancing para para at the zoo, a T-Rex sneaks up behind me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT8FAF9u-I/AAAAAAAAABU/LILatnMBPc8/s1600-h/P1130673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT8FAF9u-I/AAAAAAAAABU/LILatnMBPc8/s320/P1130673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018413047652137954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and gobbles Norman up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT8lwF9u_I/AAAAAAAAABc/NMAUc1q0YOY/s1600-h/P1130678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT8lwF9u_I/AAAAAAAAABc/NMAUc1q0YOY/s320/P1130678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018413610292853746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get run over by a herd of Ashleys... eh I mean elephants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT9RQF9vAI/AAAAAAAAABk/aVfd8xpf6G0/s1600-h/P1130679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT9RQF9vAI/AAAAAAAAABk/aVfd8xpf6G0/s320/P1130679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018414357617163266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A koala and a hippo team up. and I end up lunch. wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT9yQF9vBI/AAAAAAAAABs/JZz85wA9op8/s1600-h/P1130681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT9yQF9vBI/AAAAAAAAABs/JZz85wA9op8/s320/P1130681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018414924552846354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er... never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT-LgF9vCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xeUA3yCImgM/s1600-h/P1130680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT-LgF9vCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xeUA3yCImgM/s320/P1130680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018415358344543266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a real-life situation, it wouldn't be THIS cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT-6wF9vDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/urJ1Q7cZlDw/s1600-h/P1130682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaT-6wF9vDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/urJ1Q7cZlDw/s320/P1130682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018416170093362226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman didn't have it this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. can't wait for Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-229266742073609489?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/229266742073609489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=229266742073609489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/229266742073609489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/229266742073609489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2007/01/massive-post.html' title='MASSIVE POST!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7a3pJHLITSc/RaTuqwF9u1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tgyDSwnQ4vQ/s72-c/P1130233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116671565718487038</id><published>2006-12-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:21:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new.</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously. I'm not kidding you. Plenty of things happening now. Come come.. lemme tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris came down with a friend of hers to visit me at my work one bright afternoon. Haha. those 2 are absolutely nuts. they're like running around the store trying out practically everything they laid they're eyes upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/652159/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/503760/Image058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workplace! Come visit me! Level 4, Ngee Ann City, right above Kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help but smile at the really really funny stuff they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/880804/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/892542/Image073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those buggies were actually meant for 3 year olds... lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/751943/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/917292/Image086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite picture of that abovementioned visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days back in Poly where the whole gang would just go and eat, and den make fun of pretty much everything that comes to mind. Iris ah.. take good care of yourself okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sentosa. The Cine Gang, with several new faces. TRIP LIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli, Tiffany, Norman, James, Theophilus, WenYao, Kok Ban, Evangeline, Irving, Stephanie, Audrey, Lincoln, Ashley &amp; Yu Feng. Plenty of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a lowdown on who did what:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli: Ran around the beach the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: Ran around the beach with the abovemention fella.&lt;br /&gt;Norman: Lied down on the sand, I could swear that if he stayed there for at least 15 minutes more he'd be edible enough to eat.&lt;br /&gt;James: Spent the whole day missing Calvin. &lt;br /&gt;Theophilus: Spent almost the whole day in water, doing this:&lt;br /&gt;     1. Dip head in water.&lt;br /&gt;     2. Stay underwater for about 15 - 20 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;     3. When feeling like about to drown, lift head up, make face as though you just revived from CPR. Take deep breaths.&lt;br /&gt;     4. Repeat Step 1.&lt;br /&gt;Wen Yao: Played around together with us, soccer, got buried in sand. Standard Sentosa Procedure for him.&lt;br /&gt;Kok Ban: Followed Wen Yao.&lt;br /&gt;Evangeline: Came slightly later, but mixed around well. Played plenty too.&lt;br /&gt;Irving: Joker of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: New girl to the group, tanned herself, AGAIN. Lobster.&lt;br /&gt;Audrey: 2nd new girl. tried volleyball. exactly like Theo in all aspects of the playing the game. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln: Another PSP-kia.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Self-confessed PHAT BOY doing all the usual Ashley things.&lt;br /&gt;Yu Feng: Swam around, mixed with the group pretty well. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. RANDOM PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/284612/DSC00343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/590004/DSC00343.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out his really upright nips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/206702/DSC00358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/668825/DSC00358.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie and Tiffany. Rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/250609/DSC00361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/621401/DSC00361.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and Phat Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End. of random pictures only la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a friend of mine, whom I know for 7 years, celebrated his birthday. but. I just didn't feel the urge to congratulate/wish him. I can tell you right now, I REMEMBERED your birthday. December is a month full of birthdays in my schedule. But then, do you really think you deserve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what YOU have done. I know what YOU have said. I know what YOU would be thinking. So it was kinda disappointing to hear comments like that, especially like you. Because you pretty much are guilty about it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you have a flaw that mirrors mine, then I think its best you keep the thoughts to yourself. 7 years. and then words like that come out. you think I wouldn't be.. shocked? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numerous times you've made me pissed, but seeing you as a close friend, I always manage to find it in my heart to forgive and forget. but not this time. its gone too far. I won't go into details here. I don't have to. you "jolly well" know it yourself. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116671565718487038?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116671565718487038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116671565718487038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116671565718487038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116671565718487038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-new.html' title='Something new.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116442866059357675</id><published>2006-11-25T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:24:20.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A world unlike you know.</title><content type='html'>I love playing Football Manager. No matter what version. as long as there is the editor. Coz' if you do that, you can have a soccer team that looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/790494/Team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/826834/Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cineleisure FC. Players stats all look this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/564550/Theo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/311498/Theo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all out of 20. so we're practically invincible la. except for concentration. couldn't edit that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all starting 11 of my players THAT strong, we could have these kinda scorelines against Premiership opponents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/964954/Score.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/400720/Score.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Man City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/1600/618611/Spurs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6070/434/320/151354/Spurs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Tottenham Hotspurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numbers beside it represent the minute they scored, e.g 35th, 72nd. Look at that. Ashley hit 3 goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a screwed up reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116442866059357675?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116442866059357675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116442866059357675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116442866059357675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116442866059357675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/11/world-unlike-you-know_25.html' title='A world unlike you know.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116372168430954078</id><published>2006-11-17T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:56:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new era has begun.</title><content type='html'>Changed the layout. After... dunno how many years. lols. Didn't bother to check my old posts. But I remember blogging the last time I changed the layout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to Mario Vasquez's Gallery for about 141 times now, for the past 2 days. lols. IT IS A NICE SONG okay. Its worth all 141 times spent exposing my ears to it. Sorta like reminds me of all the photos I kept of myself and my precious mates for the past 21 years. 2006 IS coming to an end in about a month and a half's time, so now would be a good time to reflect. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/DSC00014_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/DSC00014_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends for life. Check out the "bling bling" on my wrists. CHECK OUT NORMAN'S HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/denise%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/denise%20023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memories can't fade away. CHECK OUT MY FUNKY SHADES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/QME%20FC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/QME%20FC.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best soccer players I've ever played with. MDE Games Champions, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/Picture%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sugary portion of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/Picture%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/Picture%20029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenacious, priceless work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/Huiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/Huiting.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever a 14-year-old in my eyes. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1110035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1110035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea what we were thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/SPD%28134%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/SPD%28134%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo will always forever remain, Theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1100626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1100626.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 Hari Raya, QME's outing in a TERRORIST VAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1120619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1120619.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malnourished, skinny, white-skinned African boy with semi-afro hair. Or, you could call him Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1120593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1120593.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley doing what he does best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1120499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1120499.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elasticity test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1100852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1100852.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian... I mean Ze Suan. lols. The reason why my camera goes home with virtually no more battery life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1100516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1100516.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Norman does during his BMT days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1110900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1110900.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq, Jin Tai NCC's former CSM (Company's Shortest Man) showing us his auditioning act in Brokeback Mountain Singapore, Bukit Timah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1110803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1110803.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116372168430954078?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116372168430954078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116372168430954078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116372168430954078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116372168430954078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-era-has-begun.html' title='A new era has begun.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116365791206662430</id><published>2006-11-16T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:18:32.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Singapore Christmas Experience</title><content type='html'>Working in town has it perks. I mean, besides the "scenery" there's also the decorations you can see whenever the festive period is around the corner. Yeah really. But it ONLY happens during Christmas. Bad right? Why can't they do it during CNY or even Hari Raya? hanging ketupats around the tree quite stylo wad! and then have every food joint in town serve beef rendang. Theo will avoid town during that time man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas decorations this year are a bit... bland la to say the truth. last year's was better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 Christmas Decor, Orchard Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/P1110182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/P1110182.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only good picture I have. Just realized that the rest of the pictures were taken while I was in the middle of an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know recently, there's a been wedge driven into the group by a couple of incidents which bears no specific mentioning. Majority of you guys know why I dislike hanging out with certain characters often, because of the things they did to me and the thing I did to them. I don't like hanging around with people who harbour thoughts about you that are anything but friendly. But to be used to ease another's pain? That's disgusting man. I know you might not be reading this, but still. I pity you this time. I seriously think you chose the wrong person this time. OUTRIGHT WRONG DECISION. I may not have the right to say this. You have the right not to believe me. But think about it. YOU ARE BEING USED. BOTH OF YOU. wake up your freakin ideas man. yesterday's phone conference shed new light into the characteristics of your newfound love. I have nothing against you guys anymore. Fadzli doesn't harbour grudges for long. I know for a fact you guys did things which not all of us would find to our liking, but I'm human too. I've done plenty of things to warrant a bad rep during my younger days. but once I sit down and look at the situation, its absurd man. Don't waste your time anymore. I'm not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116365791206662430?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116365791206662430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116365791206662430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116365791206662430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116365791206662430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/11/singapore-christmas-experience.html' title='The Singapore Christmas Experience'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116326291857445937</id><published>2006-11-12T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T00:35:18.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novemeber/Work.</title><content type='html'>Ah yes. A new entry. Lam Ze Suan has been waiting for so long for this. lols. yes I'm back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is still good. Heavier now. but still manageable. Baby's got a job too. Maybelline leh. Make up queen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said in the previous entry I was gonna put up the sentosa pictures... ah.. the lazy bug's bitten me. next one la okay next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught Step Up with Peiyu yesterday. nice movie. aspiring dancers should go catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the NRA concert at NP tommorrow, with LY and the Pillsbury Dough Girl. yeah. you know who you are. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching soccer now, and surfing for a new layout. catcha later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116326291857445937?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116326291857445937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116326291857445937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116326291857445937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116326291857445937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/11/novemeberwork.html' title='Novemeber/Work.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116213544978052299</id><published>2006-10-29T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T00:30:36.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidilfitri!</title><content type='html'>I know you guys got a bit irritated trying to read my blog. My tag board is gone. replaced it with another one. that was the program causing all the prompts to pop up asking for username and password. dumb right? must be some smart ass hacker or some dumb fcuk programmer screwed the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to wish you all my Muslim readers Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri! A time for forgiveness and rememberance. To forgive past sins and to remember loved ones gone and now. Over the past year, if my actions, jokes, behaviour and attitude have caused offence, hurt, sadness and pain, I hope you are able to find it in your heart to forgive me. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been an exciting week. Came back from a trip to Sentosa with the FMSS soccer guys, worked, spent time with baby... Looks like I'm getting back into the pattern of having a schedule again. I miss school. seriously. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up the pictures with commentary about the Sentosa trip later on. tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116213544978052299?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116213544978052299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116213544978052299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116213544978052299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116213544978052299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/10/aidilfitri_29.html' title='Aidilfitri!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-116080202547668626</id><published>2006-10-14T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:02:31.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;It was a fierce shot by the opponent, but Luke managed to hold on to the ball well. He looks up and sees me waving, asking for the ball. He thrusts the ball upfield, and I trapped it with my right foot, turned on my heel, transferred the ball to my left and started dribbling upfield. I looked up, and saw 2 opponents closing me down. Looking further upfield, I saw the familliar face of Calvin waving for the ball. I swung my left foot back, and pictured a floater towards Calvin, and struck the ball along the side of my left foot. That's when I felt that sickening crunch of bone and flesh when I realized I landed on a slightly uneven piece of ground on the field. I twisted my ankle, but managed to regain my balance. when I looked up again, calvin had scored. 7-3 to us... &lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I sprained/twisted my ankle with NO ONE COMING AFTER ME. How dumb. Now It hurts just to rest the heel of my left foot on anything. Air, floor, furniture... ARGH... this is killing me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-116080202547668626?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/116080202547668626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=116080202547668626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116080202547668626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/116080202547668626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title='Argh...'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115996986770988414</id><published>2006-10-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:51:07.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toys?</title><content type='html'>Hey hey. I'm here again. well DUH it is my blog.. ok. Ever since that rock chocolate fever, this is how my life went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending PLENTY of quality time with baby for the past couple of weeks. Really our own time. It's so sweet to have you around baby. My life's a lot more brighter thanks to you. mwack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished up my EM3A summer school course. I CAN PASS! Well that's what the results and the calculations prove to me. lols. Don't worry. I can make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month is here!!! One and a half weeks has passed, and I haven't thrown away a single day! Been breaking fast with baby almost everyday now. lols. ALWAYS no place to eat de. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started working again! Yeah. at a toys store. AGAIN. But nah this time is I really chose to work there. If any of you out there interested to buy any wood-based puzzles, games or any other youth paraphernalia, drop by and give me a visit at Takashimaya S.C, Level 4. Store name: THE BETTER TOY STORE. Yeah. they seriously sell better toys than...er... any other toy store i know. lols. all the games there are unique too. my jobscope? Serving customers, wrapping presents, data entry, playing games... lols. Its fun working there! Great place for unique birthday gifts. Don't give me a fright and drop by unannounced ah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a certain MISS LIM W.L. Your modem sibei fickle minded lor. last time when I dunno you don't want to fail. lols. yes yes I do miss those late night chats with you. but since I working now, not much time for that too. lols. nvm. my phone still available. call me anytime you feel fat, baa baa, bored or anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE HAS A NEW ALBUM! Listen to Sexy Back and My Love. damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAY AIKEN HAS A NEW ALBUM! A Thousand Different Ways. In this album, our nerdy American Idol now has new look. Sibei rugged. He does plenty of covers in this album, like Richard Marx's Right Here Waiting For You. Absolutely fantastic. But I bet he can't make Under One Roof's theme song sound great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, just to see how much you mean to me... &lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115996986770988414?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115996986770988414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115996986770988414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115996986770988414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115996986770988414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/10/toys.html' title='Toys?'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115894878907541989</id><published>2006-09-23T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T02:13:09.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocks.</title><content type='html'>You know that rock chocolate they sell at those hip gift shops like Minitoons? I'm gorging on them now. baby bought me a whole packet of them, and I haven't finish it yet. lols. too much le. I know the chocolates have been around for ages, but I haven't tasted it in over 4 years leh! First time I knew about it was when Carol popped one into my mouth daring me to chew it. I did. and I went down to get more. 'nuff said. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to JP today, after meeting up for a mini study session with baby. played plenty of KOF XI, coz the buttons were like the old school ones I'm used to. met up with Norman and Theo, the former running off to watch a movie with his campmates. Played on Theo's PSP/wife for almost the whole time! Grand Theft Auto is so fun. I derive a lot of fun from running around racking havoc, knocking people down with cars, trucks... using bazookas to blow people away... using sniper rifles to blow their heads off.. Yeah! STRESS RELIEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for sheesha went down the drain... ARGH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I'm still watching over you.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115894878907541989?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115894878907541989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115894878907541989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115894878907541989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115894878907541989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/rocks.html' title='Rocks.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115885010028800059</id><published>2006-09-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:48:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dullness.</title><content type='html'>Dullness. Mainly used to describe the cutting edge of a cutting tool, describing it as blunt and not sharp enough to do a proper job. Dullness also describes me right now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched John Tucker Must Die. Quite okay ah. Interesting spastic, but Jesse Metcalfe makes a believeable young teenager. lols. Watch it for a few good laughs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing pretty well so far for summer school. Made a few new friends. lols. really nice nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I just wanna die in your arms... here.. tonight.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115885010028800059?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115885010028800059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115885010028800059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115885010028800059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115885010028800059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/dullness.html' title='Dullness.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115859190894140460</id><published>2006-09-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:05:08.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever.</title><content type='html'>Not the physical sickness. EM3A fever. I took a nap just now, and I ACTUALLY dreamt of integrating that E=mc thingie done up by that Einstein guy with that funky hairdo. Is that even "intergrable" in the first place? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrating Techniques 1.1 - 1.7 for my test tommorrow. Today start lesson, tommorrow got test. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd lost 1-0 to ARSE-Anal yesterday. Stayed up for bloody nothing. Sir Alex is losing it. Fletcher &amp; O'Shea versus Rosicky and Fabregas. HELLO! LIGHTWEIGHT MIDFIELDERS! He'd be better off putting Carrick in the centre. And he took off Wayne Rooney and Paul Scholes. OMG. Sir Alex. You're becoming like Rafa Benitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of poor managers, after ARSE-Anal's win yesterday, Insane Wenger declared his Arsenal is good enough to wrestle back the Premiership crown. OMG! Only ONE GAME Monsieur! ONLY ONE GOAL! I don't mean to offend Arsenal fans out there, but seriously. Losing games which you shouldn't, and winning just one game doesn't mean you're back to championship material. lols I admit Man Utd were second best last night, but Arsenal aren't actually red hot either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, griping aside, my fasting month's coming on Sunday. WOOHOO! Involuntary diet time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you so very much. &lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115859190894140460?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115859190894140460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115859190894140460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115859190894140460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115859190894140460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/fever.html' title='Fever.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115842723944508803</id><published>2006-09-17T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T01:20:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week after...</title><content type='html'>Man. the after effects of that sentosa trip is tremendous. I still feel damn happy whenever i think about the trip. well too bad the next one won't come anytime soon.. nvm. slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Failed EM3A. Expected. Doing summer school next week, for the next 2 weeks. Should be short, and easy. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;- Learning to sing new songs. Don't tell you what I wanna learn.&lt;br /&gt;- Still haven't finish painting my room.&lt;br /&gt;- Our Solar System has a new planet, and its name is Eris.&lt;br /&gt;- Nipples can grow on faces.&lt;br /&gt;- Bryner is MUCH MUCH MUCH more smarter than he looks.&lt;br /&gt;- Iris loves the word baa baa.&lt;br /&gt;- I can't dance for nuts anymore.&lt;br /&gt;- I still feel like going karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;- Ashley really reminds me of Hard Gay. Sei sei sei sei...&lt;br /&gt;- Jasmine Tye is out of Singapore Idol! Argh. Another eye candy out.&lt;br /&gt;- Calvin is dreaming to be the next Singapore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. quite a happening week don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;My dearest yellow chick. I'm so sorry I can't be there for you anymore. Not exactly cannot be. Just really really bad timing. I'm still here. Call me if you really need someone to talk to. =)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115842723944508803?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115842723944508803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115842723944508803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115842723944508803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115842723944508803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-after.html' title='The week after...'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115773363942476243</id><published>2006-09-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T03:19:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 People Sentosa Trip!!!</title><content type='html'>HELL YEAH! 21 peeps! Full of fun, sun and injuries. lols. the sun was so hot today. but it was all worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys who went, from left to right, top to bottom, Me, Justin, Irving, Dickson, Sebastian, Victor and Calvin. Ashley and Wei Zhong left before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls who went, from left to right, Felicia, Pearl, Tiffany, Evangeline, Jennifer, katherine &amp; Ferlyn. Yu Ping, ZeXuan, Jernan and her friend left before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Palawan at about noon. Met everyone there, but had to move to a new spot because out prime spot was all taken up. but too bad, new spot had good cover, but the sand was course and rough, so kept in heat. couldn't stay in one spot for more than 2 secs. Dickson was complaining the whole time. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tried playing soccer. and we did it by running about across the hot sand, and after 2 minutes, we called for halftime, and all 8 of us CHIONG down to the sea to cool off our feets, and then continue again. we had 3 halftime breaks. lols. I can swear to you there were people laughing at us when we did that, running like madmen to the water. in the end we gave up, and went on to do our own stuff, swimming and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about an hour later the heavens opened up and light rain fell, so since it was cool we decided to play CAPTAIN BALL! Me, Ze Xuan, Jernan's friend whose name I didn't catch, THEO and Calvin on my team, while Wei Zhong, Yu Ping, Ashley, Jernan, Justin and Victor were on the other. of course they'd win, because they have the extra player. But we also found out that Theo can be the secret weapon of any team. He faked Wei Zhong 3 times to score. Danger man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the games we all rested and chatted and played frisbee.. all in all, it was a FUN day, till the point we were quite shocked when we noticed the sun was fading and it was time to go home. Go home time = Pictures time. Here are some of the memorable moments for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickson: "Eh simi stare stare? You don't like me face ah?"&lt;br /&gt;Irving:"No la. I can see something up your nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickson:"NNB! Insult whatever's up my nose! I challenge you one on one!"&lt;br /&gt;Irving:"No problem! Lai lai lai!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Due to the nature of this photo, no explanation is necessary.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys testing the elasticity of Justin's nips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another all male group photo. Don't ask me why I'm smiling like that with the star. I just FELT like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo found it hard to believe that I actually saw Norman climbing up Mount Ophir and landing on his butt one time he fell down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo's er... Singapore Idol audition pose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey taking photos is not an easy job okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-confessed CB-kia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna contemplate on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 for the camera, the 5th to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa FC soccer players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary walking back across the bridge. See the really really really really convincing fearful look on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really dulan for Theo for being emotional until we combed him and was about to whack when suddenly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HENSHIN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BISH!* *WHACK!* *BANG!* *CLOCK UP!* *TWANG!* *1.2.3* *SMELLY PITS!* *PWANG!* *CLOCK OVER!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were totally helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also caught a picture of a new creature found in Sentosa. Since it was seen on the Southernmost Point Of the Equator, I called it, the Sounthern Weirdo Creature Thingie. Southern. Oops sorry. It was seen at the top of this really really tall building, making some threatening gesture. Southern. I managed to grab a shot of it before it ran off, with its feet making plenty of noise (or was it the creature falling down the stairs?) Southern. Eh. Sorry again. Here is a picture that could change your view of Singapore's fauna forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING! PICTURE SHOWN CAN BE DISTURBING TO SOME AND YET OVERWHELMINGLY FUNNY TO OTHERS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6070/434/320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be some kinda mating sign or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go! What we did for today. lols. next week we're going Kbox, and den maybe Sentosa again! Any ideas what to do tommorrow? lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115773363942476243?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115773363942476243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115773363942476243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115773363942476243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115773363942476243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/21-people-sentosa-trip.html' title='21 People Sentosa Trip!!!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115755060188250327</id><published>2006-09-06T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T21:50:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 bored people in Sentosa.</title><content type='html'>Yup. that's right. 6. enam. tha's the number of people who went on monday. who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Tiffany, Ze Xuan, Jiawei, Theo and Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was hot and perfect, and to tell you the truth, it was borderline boring. but once we hit the water, everything started to become FUN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Sentosa%204th%20September/P1120144.jpg" border="0" alt="Flying Palawan Beach Monster."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo learns to fly. He flew so fast, my camera couldn't catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Sentosa%204th%20September/P1120214.jpg" border="0" alt="Skilled."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo showing why he should represent Singapore in frisbee tournaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Sentosa%204th%20September/P1120174.jpg" border="0" alt="Worship me!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo acknowledging his hordes of female fans aged between 70-100 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Sentosa%204th%20September/P1120299.jpg" border="0" alt="Para Skills."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take a frisbee out of a Para player, but you can't take the Para out of a frisbee player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this game we like to play in the water, where we would sit on each other's back and start pushing each other into the water. we didn't play that, but we just sat on top of each other, see who could hold out the longest. Theo, being Theo, ended up like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Sentosa%204th%20September/P1120472.jpg" border="0" alt="Theo the Submarine"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% of the time, this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY TRIP UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;Confirmed list: Fadzli, Tiffany, Theo, Evan, Darryl, Tracy, Eddie, Pearl, Justin, Ashley, Wei Zhong. wow. brings back memories of all those past sentosa trips with PLENTY of people. can't wait can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to Lincoln Lai, who'll be reporting to Tekong on Friday. You will feel the wind on your scalp soon man. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't sing!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115755060188250327?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115755060188250327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115755060188250327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115755060188250327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115755060188250327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/6-bored-people-in-sentosa.html' title='6 bored people in Sentosa.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115729727808273168</id><published>2006-09-03T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:27:58.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Update.</title><content type='html'>A couple of posts ago I blogged about planning a Sentosa trip this coming Saturday. well, due to popular demand, I've moved it to Friday! Yeah! I wonder how much good it does, but as far as I can see it, it'll do well! So anyway, tommorrow I will still be going sentosa, because i seriously have nothing better to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had one of the best lamb chops I ever had today! YUM! Juicy slab of meat with sauce all over. argh. I feel like going to west coast to get a second set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repainted my room. halfway done. it took me about 2 weeks, but the ceiling is fully painted, and the cornice is halfway done. HAHA. took me damn long. Tiffany was complaining to me. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115729727808273168?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115729727808273168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115729727808273168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115729727808273168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115729727808273168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/trip-update.html' title='Trip Update.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115721641463267566</id><published>2006-09-03T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:00:14.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dickson!</title><content type='html'>Celebrated Dickson's birthday today. Met up with them at Tiong Bahru after their steamboat lunch, den went down to Clementi Kbox for karaoke session. lols. LOTS of people went. Dickson, Felicia, Tiffany, myself, Justin, Jennifer, Sebastian, Ashley, Evan, Tracy, Theo, Annabelle, Eddie, Ferlyn plus a few other guys I've forgotten.. Talked to Sebastian and Jen today. God knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a chinese group, they sang chinese songs. so I joined in the act too. many jaws dropped when I started singing An Jing and Hei Se Mao Yi. lols. especially those that don't know me. I should have learnt more songs. nvm. holidays now. PLENTY of time to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way back, met up with a couple of old friends from poly. working women now. ah. how I envy them. if I didn't have NS hanging over my head, I'd probably be working now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. now on channel 23, the Nokia Football Crazy team has Jamie Yeo for a host. FINALLY! A sports show with a proven eye candy. DAMN. those guys working with her are so lucky. I can guarantee viewership ratings are going up, up and up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sports, now watching the Euro 2008 Qualifiers, England versus Andorra. the most one-sided game I've ever seen. Andorra barely stepped into England's half of the field. Currently at the time of blogging, England are leading 3-0. not bad. I think they can score more. depends on new manager Mclaren plans. whatever Sven Goran Ericsson erred during the World Cup, he's repairing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"Maturity is not avoiding the situation, its putting aside your ego and emotions, and facing it with an open mind and heart"&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115721641463267566?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115721641463267566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115721641463267566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115721641463267566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115721641463267566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-dickson.html' title='Happy Birthday Dickson!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115712365976879363</id><published>2006-09-01T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:16:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARANDA!</title><content type='html'>Argh. Even though the chalet happened like 4 days ago, i can still remember all the highlights so clearly. I miss the company. I miss the jokes. I miss the songs. I miss the "tau-poks". I miss the gorging of food. I miss everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J03 chalet at aranda! everyone was there, even those I never seen before. lemme recall. Bryner, LY, Nick, Keong, Kelvin, Iris, Sharon, Bee Lee, Yan Ping, Ser Ying, Zahara, Hamidah, Serena, Pifen... still got a few others I'm sure I didn't mentioned. Ken came a day later, but he's a topic I'd like to save for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day: BBQ, and den most of the girls save Ser Ying, Hamidah, Yan Ping and Zahara left, followed by walk walk session around Downtown East, only to find out that the Cheers there closed during normal, non-holidays period. CURSE YOU MANAGEMENT! We den walked to Aloha Chalet, where J02 was having their chalet, and played a bit of soccer. Unexpectedly, a technically-inferior team beat them 2-1. we den trudged back.  Den since I was sick, I decided to turn in earlier, while listening to the other guys having a war. Bryner, Kelvin and LY versus Keong and Nick. Weapons? Wet newspaper balls, chilli satchets, torn paper plates... who says Singaporeans aren't creative? I vaguely and sleepily remembered they played till about 5 in the morning, and went off to sleep. den I became witness to the nightmares of snoring friends. 'nuff said. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Day: Hamidah and Yan Ping left, and Kelvin, Ser Ying, Zahara and myself had breakfast. Don't eat the prata. Not worth it. Since the other guys were sleeping, the four of us decided to use the priveleges we received when we booked the chalet. Complimentary use of the sauna and steam bath. went in and out of each several times, till I actually felt slightly breathless. sick, and I still go in. anyway, we came out feeling hot, den we went back to our room to find the guys still sleeping. when they woke up, we went to the arcade at DTE, played a while, den met Ken. this is also the only exclusive time we get to see Ken do a full monty. lols. we had pizza that night, while watching Singapore Idol. Bryner Poh, being QME's famous Paul Twohill look-a-like, did everything Twohill did with the exact same timing. no wonder they call him Poh Twohill. that night, they drank 2 bottles of Absolut Vodka. I was sick, and practically passed out after taking the panadols. the only thing I remembered when I woke up was a drunken Ken going around saying "hey can I pee on your face?". lols. drunk people are the best people to laugh at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day: Probably the most emotional day. not really la. promises of chilling out and sports and drinks were made, and we left. damn. why did time fly by so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; take me to the time where we felt so alive&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Theo and Tiffany today. Bought a polo tee, and gave Theo a few ideas on a makeover. FINALLY! He's getting interested in dressing up. We might see Theo in a decent pair of jeans and nice shirt now. Instead of his usual "uncle" ensemble. Seriously. we had a few friends guess him in his late 20s while dressed like that. and the poor lad's only 15. 16 this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEO'S BIRTHDAY COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the same goes with Pearl. anyone else I missed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;How can I stand here with you,&lt;br /&gt;and not be moved by you...&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me,&lt;br /&gt;how could it be any better than this...&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115712365976879363?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115712365976879363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115712365976879363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115712365976879363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115712365976879363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/09/aranda.html' title='ARANDA!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115677290241567799</id><published>2006-08-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:48:23.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Here Here.</title><content type='html'>I received one million and one complains about my old-news blog. So here I am. To rant about stuff which has no link to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Premiership start le! Finally! Active Saturday nights cheering on for Man Utd and cursing all things Arse-Anal and Chelsick. First match Man Utd won 5-1 against Fulham, followed 3-0 win over Charlton, and lastly, an unconvincing 2-1 win over new boys Watford. But cannot really blame them.. newly promoted clubs are usually a surprise package, save Sunderland. Look at Wigan last year. Sunderland went straight down like an aeroplane, and Wigan stayed up. I predict that Chelsea, Arsenal and Aston Villa will be relegated this season. Then Roman Abra-ca-dabra-vic will lose interest in Chelsea, buy Clementi Khalsa and make it a force in the Asian soccer scene. right. I said predicted. lols. I also predicted Togo would win the World Cup remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you science people out there, its official. The term "planet" has a meaning. Yes. Before this, "planet" had no definition. So a huge pile of stool passed by Barney the Freakin Dinosaur could be mistaken as a planet. the new, 2006 definition of "planet" is: &lt;I&gt;a celestial body that is in orbit around the sun; has the shape of a body in hydrostatic equilibrium (nearly round); and has "cleared the neighborhood" around its orbit.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like all theories and paparazzi photos, there's controversy surrounding this. However, since it is so damn cheem for me to understand, you can check it out &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2006_redefinition_of_planet"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; A big great thanks to Wikipedia for this vital info!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean for the typical laymen like us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means that Pluto, the small ice planet located several billion kilometres away from us, is no longer a planet. And, 3 new planet have been identified for entry into our Solar System, called Ceres, Charon, and 2003 UB313. Cheem right? Oh well, 50 years down the road, I can tell my grandchildren that last time, we had a planet named after a mouse's dog in the solar system. interesting grandfather story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more updates among the Cine people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Evan has gotten herself more peircings.&lt;br /&gt;- Lincoln Lai is now known as Para King!&lt;br /&gt;- Dickson recently entered a tournament, but lost out. Its okay bro. Its the experience that counts!&lt;br /&gt;- Syafiq still hasn't grown taller.&lt;br /&gt;- Wei Zhong is now into jigsaw puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;- Ryan has gotten himself a new girlfriend, who is now my god-sister. Congratulations to you!. And sticking to Ryan, he's been posted to SOC, Special Operations Command, in the Police Dog unit. No no, this does not mean he is a dog to the Singapore Police Force. This means he has the chance to control and care for a police dog. For his case, he is going to receive a chihuahua. I hope that chihuahua loves mayonnaise.&lt;br /&gt;- Norman is going to climb Mount Ophir this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;- Theophilus will be marrying his PSP on the 22nd September 2006. Vows will be exchanged at the Cine Foodcourt Level B1, and reception will be held at the Sengoku machine at Zone-X Dhoby Gaut MRT station. Attendance by RSVP.&lt;br /&gt;- Ashley is now into capoeira, the Brazillian dance/martial art form.&lt;br /&gt;- Lam Ze Xuan, commonly known as the 7 p.m Cinderella, is now attached! Congratulations to you!&lt;br /&gt;- My dearest Tiffany is leaving for K.L this Friday, for her one week holidays. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. The Cine people is becoming active again in their own way. We should get together sometime again. I really miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently planning a Sentosa trip, that will fall in 2 week's time, around the 9th of September. Invitation list is now open. Tag me if you're interested to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow I'll be going for my class chalet at Aranda! But I still haven't decided whether to stay or not. Cost is not a problem. Its just me. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're on the bus, with TVmobile, do watch out for my face in one of the interviews. I got caught doing an interview while at Holland V with my friends. Ask me funny questions, about Snakes On A Plane. lols. Iris, LY and myself on TV. and to think that I was just thinking about it the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse rules~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115677290241567799?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115677290241567799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115677290241567799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115677290241567799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115677290241567799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-here-here.html' title='Here Here Here.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115556413116724944</id><published>2006-08-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:02:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath.</title><content type='html'>The soccer game was a half success. Because originally we didn't want to concede goals. I won't take anything away from our opponents. They played very well. First half they were organized, managed to pin us back to the score of 3-2 in our favour. They mainly attacked through the centre, because we noticed their only flank working was their right side. We also played very badly in the first half. Me, Wei Zhong and Jason had an awful first 40 mins. den things changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my "home" position on the wing, with Wei Zhong at left back and Tony brought to the centre. ONLY THEN did our fluidity improved. I was right though. Wei Zhong has the vision, but he's not used to playing centre back. Lesson learnt. lols. we won the game 5-2, with the 2nd leg about 3 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my week was pretty much bland. Nothing special. Exams are this week, starting on Friday with maths. MATHS. my bane subject. god knows whether I can pass. But by studying now, I'm tilting the balance in the pass area. i really really really don't wanna repeat another term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I took my license all those years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115556413116724944?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115556413116724944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115556413116724944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115556413116724944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115556413116724944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/08/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115509851614910140</id><published>2006-08-09T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:41:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Game.</title><content type='html'>This saturday there'll be a soccer game between my rag-tag team of journeymen players, against Calvin's team from FMSS. Fir the benefit of those players who frequent my blog, this is the info for the match:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Tanglin Sec School Field.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 9 a.m, players to arrive between 8.00 - 8.30a.m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're not playing at Commonwealth, my team is considered the HOME team. Here's the stats and player lists:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formation: 4-1-4-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GK: Victor Toh&lt;br /&gt;DL: Tony&lt;br /&gt;DR: Fitritz&lt;br /&gt;DC: &lt;br /&gt;DC: &lt;br /&gt;DMC: Faris&lt;br /&gt;ML: Syafiq&lt;br /&gt;MR: Dickson&lt;br /&gt;MC: Syazwan&lt;br /&gt;MC: Dzul&lt;br /&gt;ST: Fadzli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I can't think of capable centre backs yet, and I'm still looking for a couple of players to use as subs. just in case. Anyone wanna volunteer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115509851614910140?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115509851614910140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115509851614910140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115509851614910140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115509851614910140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/08/soccer-game.html' title='Soccer Game.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115505757725413665</id><published>2006-08-09T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:25:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks. *BOOM*</title><content type='html'>Went to Esplanade watch the fireworks today. And I also almost suffocated to death due to the sheer number of human beings in just one area. Massive turnout. Absolutely massive. The fireworks was one of a kind too. With parachutes. lols. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special really happened. unless you count in the little staring incident Peiyu and myself were involved in. To tell you the truth, my impression of malay former gang members has gone up seven-fold after this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 really really really retarded gangster-wannabes kept staring at the both of us. One malay, one chinese. Peiyu, being Peiyu, of course confronted them, while I tried to pull them away. No point getting in trouble over some staring incident right? So they decided to become "macho" and made monkey-like gestures and "threatening" to burn us with their cigarette butts. while we were about 10m away. Woooooo. sssscccccaaaaarrrryyyyy. A completely wonderful display of bravery. AND. they were mostly focusing on Peiyu. a wonderful display of how testically-challenge some people can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 secs later, 3 of their friends came, one who knows Peiyu, and one, a malay guy, who eventually revealed that he knew me. Sort off anyway. So this malay guy told those 2 really "macho" guys to get away, and we sort of like settled things. But later he came back, asking whether we would like those 2 idiots to apologize. we agreed. quite generous don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those 2 came back, and the chinese guy talked to Peiyu in the most insolent manner I've ever heard. If it weren't for my new-found friend, I would have broken all negotiating protocol, and landed a nice sole right on his face. But Peiyu was more than enough for him. He couldn't reply her in Mandarin OR English. useless if you asked me. but like I said, testically-challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so due to that fella, who insisted that I tell him where I was from, we managed to solve things amicably. My respect for these kinda people knows no bounds. He is a person to be respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den I went off to town, went to watch fireworks, almost suffered asphyxia, den went home. exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link I wanna share with you guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alienlovespredator.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Alien Loves Predator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like Wei Zhong would love this webby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115505757725413665?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115505757725413665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115505757725413665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115505757725413665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115505757725413665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/08/fireworks-boom.html' title='Fireworks. *BOOM*'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115487872909265855</id><published>2006-08-06T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:33:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Trip. Finally.</title><content type='html'>the topic of the entry sounds good, but my mood was marred by this absolutely fucked up SMS my dearest received from a mutual friend we both know. It has something to do with the incident last saturday. well I got something to tell you my friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_|_ FUCK OFF! _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fucking hell dare to tell me that we wanted you to break up with her DEN only we would ask you out~!? What the fuck is wrong with you? Isn't it fucking stupid for you to fucking think that we can't have nothing fucking better to do than mess up other people's love lives? WE FUCKING TRIED TO GIVE YOU ADVICE DAMMIT. BUT YOU THREW IT ALL DOWN THE FUCKING DRAIN. SO DON'T FUCKING TELL ME THAT "WE SHOULDN'T GO OUT TOGETHER BECAUSE OF..." BLAH BLAH BLAH. YOU FUCKING BROUGHT THIS UPON YOURSELF. I wasted time and fucking effort to fucking tell you to fucking get some balls and try to improve the r/s. But you fucking didn't listen. YOU FUCKING DIDN'T LISTEN AND YOU FUCKING DARE TO PUT WORDS INTO MY MOUTH! If I'd known that you'd be this kind of a worm, I'd bloodied your face instead of letting my morals and conscious get in the way that day. I tried to help you and this is what I fucking get back in return? Do me a favor. Go find the nearest toilet bowl, stick your parochial head in, and flush it. You deserve it, because you have shit for brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the former female companion of the abovemention character."I will not regret whatever I did to Fadzli". Stick it up your fucking arse la. you think I give a damn about you anymore? You treated me like a dog, and I'm fucking sorely tempted to do the same to you. So what if you won't fucking regret? I don't think I'll regret it too if you fell down and a train ran over your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait it already did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had it fucking good did you know that? you had an extremely wonderfool boyfriend. he was willing to do ANYTHING for you. and you were that fucking character that has screwed every aspect of HIS life. well lemme tell you something drain face, the only person in the world you could fucking blame for the break up in your r/s is that very same drain face you see in the fucking mirror every fucking morning. and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him countless of times not to give in to you too easily because it will only DAMAGE THE WHOLE FUCKING RELATIONSHIP. I WAS FUCKING HELPING YOU SAVE IT. HE WAS SO DAMN FUCKING CLOSE TO END SO MANY DAMN FUCKING TIMES. Did you fucking know that? I bet you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and probably, while reading this, you'd be going like "what?" over and over again. FUCKING ACT BLUR! YOU THINK SO CUTE AH? I'VE SEEN THINGS THAT COME OUT OF A BABY'S ASS THAT LOOK 10 TIMES MORE ATTRACTIVE THAN YOU! Go get an attitude check. you ain't worth the very soil I step on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who find my words and my language very hard and vulgar, I would like to apologize to you. Because this is afterall, a personal matter between myself and them. you'd make it personal too if you had water thrown in your face for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then. on to the more happier stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Tiffany, myself, Ryan, Ashley and Syafiq went to Sentosa to have a little fun. And it turned out to be a hell lot of fun. What we did? See for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1120036.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 guys who went. Tiffany was desperate to become the camerawoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110820.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq wanted to know how it was like to be tall. So we helped him. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110908.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that horrifying experience, he decided to become.... that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and me shared a common interest in the Brazilian martial art Capoeira. The one where there's music and plenty of flips and high kicks and numerous spinning. Though we were still inexperienced, we decided to keep things easy, and we thought of choreographing a little fight scene. it didn't happen. but this did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO FLIP OVER A FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110973.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a running start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110974.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Push your bodyweight to one side, the side where you make contact with your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110975.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The running momentum should give you enough power to turn over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110976.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Brace yourself for contact with the floor/sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1110977.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TRY to strike a pose while landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. that's the end of the mini tutorial. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/06082006/P1120047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, no Sentosa day would be complete without an emo picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're watching the fireworks happening on Tuesday night. Planning for a big group, so we'll be having sorta like a mini picnic while waiting for 9 to strike. Saturday nights fireworks were absolutely wonderful. I'm seriously looking forward to this trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115487872909265855?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115487872909265855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115487872909265855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115487872909265855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115487872909265855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/08/sentosa-trip-finally.html' title='Sentosa Trip. Finally.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115468076898137184</id><published>2006-08-04T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T16:39:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections.</title><content type='html'>Ok people. I know I haven't been here for almost 2 months, not because I've run out of things to write about. I just simply do not know where to start. But at least now I know. so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's almost ending. one more week and I'll finally step out of school. provided I don't repeat of course. lols. chances are I won't la. but den... my maths is still hovering somewhere over the risky line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I lost my temper twice. not something I'm very proud to say. and surprisingly, I failed my NAPFA test. why? because I had to retake my Shuttle Run 5 times before my 2.4km run, ironically, the 2 events I failed. I retook it 5 freakin times because the asshole-in-charge didn't know the correct distance between the 2 point. not only that, they changed it 3 times. den the other 2 times I ran is because people kept running into my path, so its like an almost head-on collision every time. what more can I say about the 2.4? after sprinting 100m  they expect me to run 2.4km. confirm die one de lor. bo pian. still run. fail. fark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the worst one must be that Saturday. I'll never forget that saturday for the rest of my life. A very huge and big apology to all those guys out there who witnessed me at my worst ever moment. To Sebastian, I'm sorry for doing this to you, but if you had just followed my words I parted to you so many months ago, things wouldn't be this way. and for "you", FUCK OFF. you know who you are. You're lucky you have such a patient guy like Sebastian. the same can't be said for Sebastian though. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP is coming, so this means fireworks are on the way! There are preview shows on the 5th, 8th, 11th and 12th of August are the dates for the Fireworks Festival held in conjunction with NDP. I'm gonna watch on the 5th. Anybody wanna tag along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my highlight of the week. Tiffany was using my phone to SMS the Great Theo, asking him where he was and stuff. This is how the conversation went. The spelling mistakes below are not mistakes. Go figure. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Theo: West Coest&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: What are you doing there?&lt;br /&gt;Theo: Look for my dad&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: Then after that where you going?&lt;br /&gt;Theo: Grandma hm for a while then do not where to go later.&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: do not where to go later?&lt;br /&gt;Theo: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still more, but i think this is enough ba. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115468076898137184?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115468076898137184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115468076898137184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115468076898137184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115468076898137184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/08/reflections.html' title='Reflections.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-115094609516221272</id><published>2006-06-22T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:14:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>Don't worry. I haven't forgotten my blog yet. I've been busy this past few days and all, so really no time to update. Anyway. There are few surprises at the World Cup. This must be one of the most boring World Cups yet. Once I start school I'll give a better update. But before I part, I wanna put down weird things I saw this past week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen at lift, sign that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For lift breakdown, please call 6******9"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign seen at arcade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Operation Hours, Sun to Thurs, 10:00am to 10:00am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign seen at LAN shop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vandalism will be handed over to the police"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore maybe a developed country. You think? lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-115094609516221272?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/115094609516221272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=115094609516221272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115094609516221272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/115094609516221272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/06/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114749355443166758</id><published>2006-05-13T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:32:04.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Fever.</title><content type='html'>The World Cup is coming. The Champions League Final is coming. The Nokia Defend Your Turf competition just ended. So now everyone who's male in our clique is having soccer fever. So to cap it all off, we designated a PLAY SOCCER DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Empress Theater Football Club Team A" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empress Theater Football Club Team A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Empress Theater Football Club Team B" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empress Theater Football Club Team B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both pictures, star goalkeeper and breakdancer Ashley was the photographer, so naturally, he wasn't featured inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look at the players that make the unknown club into an almost-unkown club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empress Theater Football Club Statistics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager(s): Tiffany, Felicia &amp; Jenifer.&lt;br /&gt;Team Coaches: Tiffany, Felicia &amp;amp; Jenifer.&lt;br /&gt;Team Physios: Tiffany, Felicia &amp; Jenifer.&lt;br /&gt;Team Caterers: Tiffany, Felicia &amp;amp; Jenifer.&lt;br /&gt;Team Cheerleaders: Tiffany, Felicia &amp;amp; Jenifer.&lt;br /&gt;Sponsors: Maxim, FHM, Playboy.&lt;br /&gt;Players: 7.&lt;br /&gt;Highest Transfer Fee Paid: $0.50 for Theophilus Chen from Baka FC.&lt;br /&gt;Highest League Finish: 1st in the Yeo's 5th Division. (10 leagues below the S-League)&lt;br /&gt;Other Competitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siemens Defend Your Dustbin: Winners, 2006&lt;br /&gt;AFC Jitao Freaking Amateurs Champions Tournament: Runners Up, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promoted to the Uncle Djengot 4th Division next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the players:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Muhammad Fadzli" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Muhammad Fadzli Shah.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Para King.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 21.&lt;br /&gt;Position: Forward Left, Center.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: SAFFC, Yew Tee Longkang Chui FC.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 12,234 in all competitions since turning amateur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young man has been responsible for many of ETFC's many achievements for the past 4 years. His 12,234 goal haul is touted as fake, but records have shown he is a prolific scorer, even in his sleep! His technique, also known as the Para Dribble, has been known to cause confusion among seasoned defenders such as Nesta, Costacurta, Pasta and the Mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Norman Mah" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Norman Mah Kok Leong.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Kyori, SGT Squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 21.&lt;br /&gt;Position: Defender Left, Center.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: KOFFC, Newater FC.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman is the reliable all-action defender with no regards to anyone who gets in his way. Its been told that if he were to run in the Kranji Racecourse, he could outrun some of the more seasoned horses, such is his speed. He has also been rumoured to have a purplish-flame secret technique he uses when in desperation, must-win soccer matches situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Soh Wei Zhong" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Soh Wei Zhong.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Wei Z Hong, Robertok Carlok.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 18.&lt;br /&gt;Position: Defender/Attacker Left, Center.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: Hongsters FC.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young and upcoming central defender Wei Zhong is a marauding attacker, as well as a rock hard defender. Has been attacting interested of foreign clubs like Middle Eastern clubs Al-Ameen, Al-Gore and Al-Al-Al. Steady defender who is able to read the game well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dickson Tan" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Dickson Tan Rui Ru.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: I'm-Coming-You-Dick, Brokeback.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 18.&lt;br /&gt;Position: Attacking Midfielder Right, Center.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: None.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 69.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickson Tan is the product of ETFC's questionable youth system. A midfielder with a keen eye for goal, he has been compared to midfield greats such as Paul Scolds, Marco van Bastard, Deco-ration and Babi Alonso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sebastian" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Sebastian (?)&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: The Magician, The Drummer.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 17.&lt;br /&gt;Position: Defender Right, Center.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: David Blaine FC.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of ETFC's youth system graduates, he plied his trade of David Blaine FC before making a grand return to the club which nurtured him. He won several awards while spending his youth at the club, such as "Flasher" awards 5 years in a row, "Firm Butt" winner for 2 years and not forgetting the "Gei-Giang-Go-Sentosa-Jump-Into-The-Water-And-Almost-Lost-His-Specs" award. His true identity is yet to be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ashley" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Breaker.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 17.&lt;br /&gt;Position: Goalkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: Yamakasi FC.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may have a female name, and a respectable cleavage, but this guy is a top performer for ETFC. Agile and acrobatic, his saves are the pillars for ETFC's title-winning season. A bargain buy from Yamakasi FC for just $0.20. Clubs such as Arse-Anal, Whiteburn, Livertub have expressed interest to sign him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Theophilus Chen" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Theophilus Chen Shen Jun.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Cramps Man, The Green Dick, Palawan Beach Monster, The 45 Year Old Virgin. Takumi.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 45&lt;br /&gt;Position: Striker.&lt;br /&gt;Previous Clubs: Bakero FC, Baka FC.&lt;br /&gt;Goals: 13,475&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theophilus is THE most prolific striker of all time. The 45 year old with the youthful face has been known to strike fear into opponents. Oddly enough, this has been proven, because after every match, opponents do not dare to walk past him. The reason, however, has not been clarified. He is of Japanese-Korean-Pakistani-Bangladeshi-Chinese-Ang Moh-Lang descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, the factfile of every player important to ETFC. Now here are some pictures of the players in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Defend Your Dustbin" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key players in the Siemens Defend Your Dustbin tournament, posing with their.. er.. trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Again" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture where Dickson earned his Brokeback nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Fake." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theophilus Chen in action. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/Soccer%20Stars/P1110740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space for the next update, hopefully with videos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114749355443166758?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114749355443166758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114749355443166758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114749355443166758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114749355443166758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/05/soccer-fever.html' title='Soccer Fever.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114605431546106118</id><published>2006-04-26T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:25:15.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Year.</title><content type='html'>Unlike some other polytechnic students, I've been given an extended stay in school to pursue my elusive diploma. Once, I've been told that if you repeat long enough, you can become a lecturer there. Not bad leh. 5 figure monthly salary, benefits unlike no other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli a lecturer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in your wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's started again, and surprisingly, this is my last term. They managed to squeeze every module I have left to take into one semester. Amazing NP. If they had something called a SUB-PAPER, I wouldn't be repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a whole week of good quality time with Tiffany last week. She cooked for me lots and lots of stuff, but the best one was tempura we attempted to make. Didn't come out like tempura, but it tasted DAMN good. We also went to Sentosa (again) to celebrate April's birthday. Coincidentally met Felix there. Played a bit of volleyball, showing off my superbly rusty skills. I also had this almost-perfectly round shaped belly. Yeah. The 6-packs that I was so proud to have 3 years ago, apparently decided to band together and remain best friends. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big big message to Joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't think about it le! Just move on. Sporty girls can be found anywhere, but would they be able to appreciate him as much as you do? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday took a trip down to Far East with Tiffany to do a bit of shopping. I bought a purple t-shirt. Yes. PURPLE. Her favourite colour. I've this feeling I've been victimized. We also went to eat at this place called VERI GOOD 1. It's quite an ulu location on the 4th floor, but the food served there is EXCELLENT. 9/10. Do try it. They sell western stuff.  Very cozy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you didn't walk back into my life, what kind of a wreck would I be now?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114605431546106118?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114605431546106118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114605431546106118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114605431546106118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114605431546106118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/04/4th-year.html' title='4th Year.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114529559013120196</id><published>2006-04-18T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T01:57:35.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yameni.</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I had my birthday celebration in Sentosa. It'd probably be the last time I wanna celebrate my birthday in such a big group. A lot of people came, friends old and new. Oddly enough, the old friends left first. The new ones, stayed on and made sure I actually had something to celebrate about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, my birthday actually falls this coming Wednesday 19th April. But I spent days thinking about how to celebrate it with my old and new friends, people who can click together. Because my old friends now serve the country, and are only free on weekends. So I decided, let's make a sacrifice and celebrate earlier, to let my old friends celebrate with me too. Who was to know, one was not in the mood and bored, and the other, just not mentally there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friends who have been through lots of bad episodes in my life, supported me throughout the bad days, suddenly thought that, Fadzli's birthday celebration, something I did just for their sake, was something that could be done anytime of the week, because Fadzli is born every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY LEFT, because they were bored, and wanted to go down to the arcade instead. I was truly greatful for the attitude you guys gave me. Seriously. THANK YOU. For leaving me, with my new friends, to celebrate my 21st birthday, while you, old friends, who form an important pillar in my life, go to some arcade and play with a metal stick and 4 buttons. Really man. Thanks for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One told me, he was not in the mood. He just came off the back of a bad arguement with a mutual friend. Aight. Can accept that. But was Fadzli's birthday celebration a day to be morose, to remember those kinda things, and be moody about them? Was Fadzli's birthday celebration so INSIGNIFICANT to you, that you threw your moodiness all about, almost spoiling other people's mood too? Have you ever thought to yourself "Hey, its my friend's birthday celebration. Why not I forget about this and enjoy the day!". Have you ever tried to bring yourself out of a bad mood yourself, if no one is able to help you? You, are the type of person who thinks that by being alone, your mood won't affect others. Well, you're WRONG. My mood was already spoilt when you met me, and when you came, I tried to cheer myself up when I saw your long face, hoping that it'd rub off on you. But did you notice? No. This may not be my last year on this plane of existence, but neither will my age will forever remain at 21. So this celebration meant a lot to me. You kept to yourself, being unusually quiet. You kept to one corner with 2 others, and you DARE say you were bored? If there was ever an award for the most lamest excuse in the world, you'd win top prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that I'm not treating you as a brother. Aight. So who was the one who tried to cheer you up when you got your NS letter? Who was the one to talk you out of depression everytime a female you like crosses your path and she ends up putting you aside? Who was the one who defends you, when other people say your attitude is worst than a fucked up ass? I bet you didn't know that. There are people out there, who are close to you, but yet think your attitude stinks. If I wasn't a brother, I would have told them "Yeah boy! He sucks to the core!" But did I? I don't. and I never. Theophilus maybe dumb at times, and only uses his brain once in a long while, but you are NOTHING like him. I never said you were like him. and I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda was someone who once meant something to me. So, I can accept its my fault that I turned my attention to her, because I called you down, yet I chose to spend time with her. Fine. I accept full responsibility for my actions that day. But I want YOU to think of how it'd be if you were in MY position, on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a girl you really liked, and a best friend who was bored. You called your best friend down, so that maybe, you all could hang out together. Lo and behold, Girl-You-Like says "Hey let's catch a movie!" What would YOU do? Tell her you can't because you're waiting for a friend? Frankly speaking, I don't think you'd do that. You know what I think you'd have done? You would been confused, just like ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup I was confused. VERY CONFUSED. Which should I choose? I didn't know, I hadn't been in that position before. So I just jumped into decisions head first. MY MISTAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha, was another one. 3 months ago, I was going through the most fucked up period of my entire life. But you were there. And I was greatful for that. You gave me advice, yes. I ignored it. I let my heart showed me the way. And it showed me to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burned, and I rised again. Now, Tiffany is the most important thing to me. And you, almost made me lose her. Time and time again, your mouth would screw up and blurt something you shouldn't. And it happened with Tiffany. Okay. I lived with that. You were like a brother to me, and whatever you said to Tiffany, in other circumstances would have made me hated you for the rest of my life. But I didn't. You also said some things to her that you shouldn't, I know. It disgusted me when she told me what you told her, but I told myself, "He's a brother. Ignore it. Carry on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends come and go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You used that sentence quite often in regards to our old friends from our secondary school days. But it didn't apply to us. But you, you voluntarily stepped out of my life. I didn't hate you. I didn't dislike you. But you explicitly said, "Well, I guess its my turn to go now"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never asked you to leave, but you voluntarily did. Goes to show how much our friendship really meant to you. A couple of days later, you hung our friendship over $31 I owed you. Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll let you think about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114529559013120196?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114529559013120196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114529559013120196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114529559013120196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114529559013120196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/04/yameni.html' title='Yameni.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114481929916787021</id><published>2006-04-12T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:21:39.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th April.</title><content type='html'>A big Happy 20th Birthday to Motley Krew's right winger/striker Syazwan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now mid-afternoon, and I've got nothing better to do. so now I've decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen out for O-Town's single, I Showed Her. Very emotional, even though the lyrics doesn't really make much sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those confirmed for this coming Friday are: Norman, Ryan, Sebastian, Jenifer, Ashley. Yeah. Hopefully more can make it and confirm with me over the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play soccer! I dunno. But after watching the new new Nike Joga Bonito adverts, I feel like Ronaldinho. FEEL ONLY. I don't wanna look like him though. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114481929916787021?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114481929916787021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114481929916787021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114481929916787021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114481929916787021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/04/12th-april.html' title='12th April.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114472579390167286</id><published>2006-04-11T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:25:32.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabu-Theo Part 2!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had a very interesting day at ET. Came down to ET to meet up with Theo, Wen Yao they all. Theo has a close friend who was in trouble due to a jerk whom I shall not elaborate in here, but he felt that he should protect her just in case the guy comes down to her school to bother her. So, armed with his new "weapons", Theo becomes the next KAMEN RIDER KABU-THEO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Theo-Spanner and Theo-Hammer" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Theo-Spanner and Theo-Hammer. Part of the Theo-Workshop Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Theo-Screw" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theo-Screw, an all-use escape tool that can get Kabu-Theo out of any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Theo-Stick" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theo-Stick is a non-killing sword/wooden pole capable of hurting anything it ones, provided Kabu-Theo got the strength and actually hits his target with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kabu-Theo in action" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, he is doing his famous hissatsu (destruction) move on his own friend Wen Yao. Note that Wen Yao is only human. Note in the picture only Kabu-Theo is blurry. That's because he is in Clock-Up mode, which enables Kabu-Theo to move at speeds faster than any snail or sloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kabu-Theo defeated." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first hissatsu move attack missed, he tried another time, he fell down. Typical of Kabu-Theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, this is only for jokes ah! Hope the peope involved don't take it too heart! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was also Peiyu's birthday! But I feel so sad.. I messaged her, yet she never replied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, Happy 17th Birthday to you Peiyu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Friday, on Good Friday, I'm holding my birthday celebration in Sentosa. Even though my birthday falls on Wednesday next week, lols. I sent out invitations, and if you can't or can come, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me ASAP. It would be highly appreciated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114472579390167286?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114472579390167286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114472579390167286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114472579390167286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114472579390167286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/04/kabu-theo-part-2.html' title='Kabu-Theo Part 2!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114428729685640296</id><published>2006-04-06T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T10:00:29.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April: Month of Meanings</title><content type='html'>Haha. The topic very very very lame. But its because, including me, I have like more than 12 friends with birthdays in April. Wow. And 2 of the more important ones are in the first 2 weeks, just 3 days away from each other. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, rounding my this update, we had a trip to Sentosa on the 18th of March. It was a hell lot of fun. But for those of you who do not know, the yellow cheese-like floats have been removed. DAMN. Boring la. Must be the screwed up safety factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, the Kamen Rider Hibiki series has come to an end, and its replaced by Kamen Rider Kabuto. Which means Beetle by the way. However, in Singapore we have our own Kamen Rider:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAMEN RIDER KABU-THEO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD216.jpg" border="0" alt="Henshin"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His henshin(transformation) sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD211.jpg" border="0" alt="Kabu-Theo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabu-Theo in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. He did that outside ET. BAREFOOTED. And I'm also guessing Wen Yao is a big fan of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Look at his hand position in both pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things never change. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114428729685640296?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114428729685640296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114428729685640296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114428729685640296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114428729685640296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-month-of-meanings.html' title='April: Month of Meanings'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114180535012753906</id><published>2006-03-08T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:09:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neopets!</title><content type='html'>Once again, I'm here to rant about stuff which have nothing to do about you readers at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've amended the last post about the parties. Its DXO, not DblO. Sorry for the misinformation. If you're not happy with me, please stick your face under Theo's armpits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long absense, I'm back in NEOPETS! YES! NEOPETS! If you happen to play to, please add me, darkscythe2085. My pet is a Xweetok by the name CHIYOSAN1604! DAMN! I sound like some desperate guy who has nothing to do at home! HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo has once again struck with his impeccable sense of humour. I will tell you some other day, because I'm now on the phone with Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114180535012753906?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114180535012753906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114180535012753906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114180535012753906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114180535012753906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/03/neopets.html' title='Neopets!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114130435058577963</id><published>2006-03-02T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:02:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>For those of you who actually thought I was going to get married, well you're wrong. Because if you DID check your calendars, there is no 29th or 30th February this year. HAHA. lame joke. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big announcement! This coming Saturday I want to plan a trip to Sentosa. To celebrate the return of Norman from Taiwan safely and still a virgin (*cheers*), to commemerate the day Theophilus was caught sleeping in 7 different positions in one night (*louder cheers*) and lastly, to wish all the best to Ryan, who will be AWAY spending his NS in Police Academy (*Samba music plays, parade begins, all-night beer orgy starts, 4 day holiday set by government, total non-stop partying at all happening nightclubs in Singapore*). Anyway, anyone who's anyone can come along, so I expect Harry Potter to tag my board soon. Yes yes you're invited too Victor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight den. My exams has started. I'm sure all of you are pleased to know that I probably screwed up the exams for the 10th year running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th of March, there'll be 2 parties going on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. An underage party at Zouk! Tickets priced at $16 per piece. No age limit. As long as you don't go there wearing slippers, three quarts and a T-shirt. You all know WHO I am referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A party happening at DXO@ Tickets priced at $18 per piece. Ko Flo will be spinning, and its not a type of beer, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested to go, just messsage me with your particulars and how many stubs you need. For the record, I'm attending the 2nd one =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, go catch The Pink Panther. I caught it twice. lols. Its a nice movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114130435058577963?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114130435058577963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114130435058577963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114130435058577963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114130435058577963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114049935123481503</id><published>2006-02-21T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:59:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding.</title><content type='html'>I have an important announcement to make. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, which are highly personal to me, I will be getting married on the 29th this month. As like all traditional Malay weddings, the first day will be held at the community area right beside my house. The 2nd day, on the 30th, will be held at Marina Mandarin hotel, to cater to my non-malay friends. Hopefully, I'm able to see all my old primary school and secondary school friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details will be released at it becomes available. Only the dates are confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114049935123481503?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114049935123481503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114049935123481503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114049935123481503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114049935123481503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/02/wedding.html' title='Wedding.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114032307343008189</id><published>2006-02-19T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T12:52:31.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theo's Cat.</title><content type='html'>You know, its never been the case where I am the bad guy and always pick ONE guy out to tease. But who can resist teasing when the fella is opening himself up to be suan"ed"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Theo, Calvin, Tiffany and Evangeline at KFC eating. Yeah. TIFFANY! Can you believe that? I still can't. Anyway. While we were eating, one of Tiffany's work friends came over and started talking to her and said hi to us. So while Theo replied, he "thought" he saw something walk past under his table. Den, in his usual Theo pattern, became shocked, and relieved to see that it was nothing. So when Tiffany asked him what happened, he told us he saw a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A cat. Meow. Purr. In KFC Cineleisure -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Tiffany's friend ask him to describe the cat. And you know what he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"A cat is an animal with &lt;strong&gt;six&lt;/strong&gt; legs, &lt;strong&gt;big bunny ears&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;dragon eyes&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;mouth like a crocodile&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF~!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno from which planet Theo is truly form (I'm speculating the planet Goondu 5), but that is definitely not a cat. Can you imagine how the animal would be like? And for that, I'm gonna buy my Neopet Chiyosan1604 a new petpet and name him "Theophilus". My current petpet is "Theophifus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I do play Neopets. Its like an easy to maintain thing. So why not? Its the same as Maplestory. Minus guns of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the phone with him. Meeting a friend in Lot One, and so since we were both going to town, I thought I'd tag along for a while. So he ask me to meet him at LOT ONE CONTROL STATION. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your name doesn't bring a smile to my face anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114032307343008189?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114032307343008189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114032307343008189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114032307343008189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114032307343008189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/02/theos-cat.html' title='Theo&apos;s Cat.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114009584298391751</id><published>2006-02-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T21:19:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym.</title><content type='html'>Wei Zhong and I went into CCK Stadium gym as scrawny fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out as Hercules x 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dream still a lOoOoOnG way to go. Anyway. We did go gym. Worked out. I wanted to find out my limit since I long time never go. Den slowly increase the workout regime. Yeah. I plan to go gym once every 2 days during exam, den post-exam, everyday if possible. I wanna get my old physique back!! And I found out something today. I shrunk by 2cm. I'm 168cm. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were working out, we saw this couple down by the swimming complex. The gym overlooks the swimming area, so we had a bird's eye view of everything and anything. We were thinking that the girl looked DAMN chio. But when she came out a while later, words fail me. Eyesight gone case liao la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found someone I can crap with! YAY! Thank you thank you thank you for listening out to me today. I had to vent. I was bothered again. If you ever stumble upon my blog and read this, a big THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is going to be a holiday for me, because classes all cancelled! YAY! But no one to go out with. -_-" How unlucky can one guy get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall add a new feature in my blog from now on. I shall recall some funny saying, quote, joke or whatever that myself or my friends make, and post it here. So to start off, I shall begin with the irrepressable Theophilus "Jun Jun" Chen Shen Jun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Theo Quote of the Day: &lt;em&gt;*points to meat patty* "I thought this is fish.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey you. Yeah you. You know who you are. Do you know someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114009584298391751?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114009584298391751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114009584298391751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114009584298391751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114009584298391751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/02/gym.html' title='Gym.'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7228627.post-114002346605713891</id><published>2006-02-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T01:11:06.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Food Fiesta 2006!</title><content type='html'>No no its not some kind of gastronomical event held in Singapore. Its what me and Wei Zhong had today. We sorta like, gorged you know. 2 plates of chicken rice each. With extra chicken. Need proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v456/darkscythe2085/SPD122.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom 2 plates with the green bowls is mine. The tray with the white bowls is Wei Zhong's. He's eating his second plate, while I was done with mine. And would you believe it, we were still planning to eat murtabak. OMG. Why am I gorging? I'm supposed to be like keeping fit! By the way, since no one will kill me, I would like to say I didn't eat my breakfast nor lunch prior to this orgy of food. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boring day today. Went to ET. Slacked. Waited for Eric they all to come. Den went to RC play billiards. Lost spectacularly. Went home. EXCITING day -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What I need is, something to drastically change my life. Could you be the one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7228627-114002346605713891?l=darkscythe2085.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/feeds/114002346605713891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7228627&amp;postID=114002346605713891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114002346605713891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7228627/posts/default/114002346605713891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkscythe2085.blogspot.com/2006/02/mini-food-fiesta-2006.html' title='Mini Food Fiesta 2006!'/><author><name>Md Fadzli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04086009370579674307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
