<?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-13820154</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:50:04.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>italkingcock</title><subtitle type='html'>-Treasure every single moment in life-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-4878023506997600852</id><published>2007-08-10T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:36:01.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense of Belonging</title><content type='html'>Hello World. It has been quite a while since I last posted here. 6 months away and I feel an even greater sense of belonging to Singapore but the same thing is lacking in my second home. Not being confirmed a room to stay which resulted in me not being able to participate in this year's flag. Somehow that left me rather disillusioned with the rag as well. Maybe I shouldn't even shift back in the first place... I was a much happier self two weeks ago at home playing with my baby niece. Now bothered with all these issues, fyp and a major obligation at hand, not to mention I have a bloody IPPT to clear by the end of september! I need to have control of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...There's no place I'd rather be than Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-4878023506997600852?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/4878023506997600852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=4878023506997600852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/4878023506997600852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/4878023506997600852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2007/08/sense-of-belonging.html' title='Sense of Belonging'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-116007828053880954</id><published>2006-10-06T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T03:59:42.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish Me</title><content type='html'>Been quite bothered by a few things recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Huan was right about me. I am not suitable to serve the people...I am too selfish, self centred...whatever you like to call it. Yes, I admit I am one. That's because I felt I've done and sacrificed in the past but yet no recognitions were shown towards me. Maybe all those past events have changed me to become the way I am or it could very well because I didn't sacrificed enough for me to be appreciated. Anyhow, I am just glad I didn't step up. Things have turned out well for me, my CAP was improved so did my relationship with jL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bro has done a great job. I truly respect him. Like many leaders, he took up the challenge not because he loves this place, but because he cares for the people around him and wanted to do something for them. I will never understand how he feels right now, the disappointment cast upon him by us, the betrayal? I do not know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year came, Year Past, many things have changed...we have to let it go sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy to say I guess and most probably that's what pissed many people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely wish both of my Bro and Sis are able to learn and forget the unhappy things that happened and cherish the special moments that we all shared as one team, one family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not take anything in **** Seriously" - Hon, 2004&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-116007828053880954?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/116007828053880954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=116007828053880954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/116007828053880954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/116007828053880954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/10/selfish-me.html' title='Selfish Me'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115989217980154669</id><published>2006-10-04T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T00:17:21.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Projects...</title><content type='html'>Really feel annoyed at the inadequacy of some of my project mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures say a thousand words...just take a look at slide...what has the picture gotta do with the topic!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/example.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115989217980154669?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115989217980154669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115989217980154669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115989217980154669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115989217980154669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/10/hate-projects.html' title='Hate Projects...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115908053880960549</id><published>2006-09-24T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:48:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBG 06/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow I have to cut and paste this from the block's yahoo group... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBG had too much influence over you if you still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;01) wake up at 6 am and wake everyone up for training&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;02) rush down to SRC after your lecture ends at 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;03) have a post-it on your door saying "Sorry, I have 8am lesson tomorrow" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;04) ask people for their matric card en-mass so that you can ta bao for them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;05) you are one of those who pass their matric card to the person in 4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And most importantly "S-U-C-C-E-S-S!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*clap + shake X 5* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E-block E-block is the best!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thropies come and go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vulgarities shouted and forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pride lost and found.Songs blasted and end,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seems that these things don't last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the friendship forged, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonds that were made,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;experiences that was shared,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;memories that were formed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be stories that stay and passed on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's a toast to a memorable IBG. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115908053880960549?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115908053880960549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115908053880960549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115908053880960549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115908053880960549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/09/ibg-0607.html' title='IBG 06/07'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115863487504461044</id><published>2006-09-19T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:08:07.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DnD</title><content type='html'>Finally Up! DnD photos! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reasons why I stayed on in KR this year...could very well be my last KR DnD...but still looking forward to one that I can attend with jL. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/Picture%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Table! Boxing Theme!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ding Ding Ding! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P/s: I did those bl**dy belts ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/Picture%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bribing the Referee?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/Picture%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My personal best year1 friend this year =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Superb guy with amazing maturity - Naimah Yanjie =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/102_KRDnD0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the Entrance. E block! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out all the construction workers, medical team and Geisha and GAYsha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/Picture%20081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the Dinner...clearer view of the GAYsha - Albert!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/Picture%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bookie turn Begger...=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Once again, well done Bro YoW &amp; Gang. A job superbly done ;) Thank you all for the sweet memories =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/s: Thanks Baby for "decorating" me ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115863487504461044?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115863487504461044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115863487504461044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115863487504461044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115863487504461044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/09/dnd.html' title='DnD'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115848899212167171</id><published>2006-09-17T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:31:59.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy Supporter</title><content type='html'>Some things never change. For sure, my temper doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I hate to lose - a sore loser, or maybe I have too much of a sense of justice that results in me losing my cool ever so often, when things do not turn out the way it should be...ya that could be my own perceptions anyhow. It could very well boils down to me being in self denial, self pitty and being petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not like the sight of people doing things that they themselves are guilty of. Yes, you may call me "the pot calling the kettle black". Whatever. Not in a good mood. Apparently nobody seems to understand how I feel. I am just weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115848899212167171?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115848899212167171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115848899212167171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115848899212167171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115848899212167171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/09/lousy-supporter.html' title='Lousy Supporter'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115843167491782636</id><published>2006-09-17T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T02:34:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best gF in e World =)</title><content type='html'>Ok, this comes a bit late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month ago, this silly boy had his ACL Re-con Ops and along the way many have helped him one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a tribute entry to some of the great friends who have helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jze sern and D-blk Wilson. Without the two of them, I would have bled to death and scared the hell out of my beloved gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qingyou, for your ice-packs and guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilson, for your 6"1' crutches =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren, for accompanying me to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron, for helping me refilling water bottles when I was still pretty much bed-ridden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baolai and Yanjie for all the kind notes pasted on my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget those who went down to 4th floor to bathe with me! Wahaha...actually just Ron and Wilson la...Thanks Bros ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget my buddy, Mr Chua Sinlong, for getting all my lecture notes promptly for me =) Thanks Bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thank you to those who have shown your concerns for me throughout this period. This is truly a place call home...other than my actual home and Singapore? Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/shut%20up%20n%20dance%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/400/shut%20up%20n%20dance%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you are wondering what's this picture doing here, think you should guess by now that the person who sacrificed the most and took the best care of me is my dear gF. You can never find a better gF than her...at least that's what I think =D. Thank You Baby for all that you have done for me...ok I shouldn't be too mushy...if not will be like Long's blog already =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Of course my parents are not to be missed, they made so many trips down from home to pass me home-cooked food and soups...thank you Mum and Dad (doubt they would see this...but really thanks...) and I love both of you! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115843167491782636?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115843167491782636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115843167491782636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115843167491782636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115843167491782636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-gf-in-e-world.html' title='Best gF in e World =)'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115824648852266735</id><published>2006-09-14T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:08:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-post...Handball...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How I wish I can dance on the court again...How I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/200/14082006908.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Before my ACL Re-con ops...Still can see my knee cap...fully flexible...=)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/200/22082006940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just after Ops...where's my knee cap??? Still regaining flexibility and getting my knee cap back =&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posted this after last semester IHG, just before SHL...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Original post:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season is going to start again...this time round...Singapore Handball League...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First match up...against our favourite neighbour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we be up to it? Will I be able to give in my 100%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some glimpse of my past...during IHG Final...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_079_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_079_111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leap... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swedish fin... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hang... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dive... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_036.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fall... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tears... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115824648852266735?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115824648852266735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115824648852266735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115824648852266735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115824648852266735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/09/re-posthandball.html' title='Re-post...Handball...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115729017882279026</id><published>2006-09-03T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T11:23:08.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topless Sandals - The IN thing!</title><content type='html'>The New In-Thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topless sandals - also called "down unders" - simulate walking barefoot while protecting your feet. Topless sandals stick to the bottom of your feet, but leave no residue on your feet when you take them off. The "stick" is guaranteed for a year, which is the typical life span of a flip flop. Topless sandals are basically topless flip flops, but so much cooler. You'll be amazed at how many heads you turn while wearing your topless sandals. People will literally think you are barefoot and so will your feet. Available in a variety sizes, design and colors.&lt;br /&gt;Prices start from US$ 14.50 at Topless-sandal.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/400/Sandals-3D-Shadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact me if you would like to own one! I have lobang at incredible price =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115729017882279026?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115729017882279026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115729017882279026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115729017882279026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115729017882279026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/09/topless-sandals-in-thing.html' title='Topless Sandals - The IN thing!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115552692355347510</id><published>2006-08-14T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:16:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRonos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/NUS_Rag_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/400/NUS_Rag_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has and will become my desktop wallpaper for many days to come. It is such a beauty!!! What a great Final Sem Gift ;) Thank You KR Raggers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of the presentation (apologies for the low resolution)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLja57E-O40"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLja57E-O40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115552692355347510?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115552692355347510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115552692355347510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115552692355347510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115552692355347510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/08/kronos.html' title='KRonos'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115426034468913586</id><published>2006-07-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T19:54:53.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Nature</title><content type='html'>I guess the old saying is right "You will only treasure someone when you lose him/her..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, all my loved ones are still in great health! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just feeling a sense of loss right now for not going JB with B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday night's meeting, E blk is sort of in a seniors crisis, apparently quite a number of seniors who are supposed to be present for today's freshie checking-in are not able to make it, in another words..PSK. Knowing the toughness of this very first day from my previous year experience, I gave up going JB with B...even though she understand the reason, I can still feel her disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we have been together for such long time, but I still miss her terribly when she's not around with me for today. I can sense her boredom and sian-ness without me through her SMS....I feel such a sense of loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, there are in fact enough seniors for today's freshie turnout, as most of the freshies came in wave and thus for easier allocation of seniors. At least, I didn't think my presence was greatly felt. Of course, I have to thank Alvin Lin (PSK, yes even though he's not staying anymore, he came to our rescue when I requested for his help yesterday. Thank you mate, you were great!) and Baolai, another junior of mine who is a new senior this year, yet came down to lend a helping hand to the freshie, even though he's as new as them to KR. Thank You dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard that this year's IBG is back to the old system, no seniors cap, no combined block shi*t. Sadly, I can't participate in it as a player anymore, no more handball, basketball, soccer (in the dark horse team), freesbie, volleyball...sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sense of loss" is the correct phrase...I've no motivation to stay in hall other than to spend the semester with my final year friends like Yow and Kendrick and maybe Ron as well as Janice if they are not going to year 4. Of course, I always have my lovely Baby to enjoy the semester away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall was supposed to give me an opportunity to glorify in sports...but looks like I've no such chance anymore, at least not this semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a good mood...feeling a great sense of loss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115426034468913586?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115426034468913586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115426034468913586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115426034468913586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115426034468913586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/human-nature.html' title='Human Nature'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115409807867624758</id><published>2006-07-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:47:58.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Commented Clip!</title><content type='html'>The Most Commented Clip of all my Youtube Videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just check out how much these Americans hate terrorists...dun we all hate them? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gafxDZjVbWc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gafxDZjVbWc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115409807867624758?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115409807867624758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115409807867624758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115409807867624758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115409807867624758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/most-commented-clip.html' title='Most Commented Clip!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115392833083852826</id><published>2006-07-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:38:50.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardo Gay Young Man! HoooOo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9svV6iwR_4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9svV6iwR_4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115392833083852826?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115392833083852826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115392833083852826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115392833083852826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115392833083852826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/hardo-gay-young-man-hooooo.html' title='Hardo Gay Young Man! HoooOo!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115358765931118928</id><published>2006-07-23T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T01:36:33.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Riddle!</title><content type='html'>Ok, the last one has been solved by gameboy! (go figure out who this person is...riddle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for something really easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;************************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before Mt. Everest was discovered, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what was the tallest mountain in the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115358765931118928?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115358765931118928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115358765931118928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115358765931118928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115358765931118928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/simple-riddle.html' title='Simple Riddle!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115358423046843036</id><published>2006-07-22T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:51:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle! 2</title><content type='html'>Ok, congrats to weishiong for solving the first riddle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another easy one for all of you =) Remember to answer in the comments page and not the tagboard or MSN! Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riddle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Men - one tall, one short, one blind - are on a death row. The executioner wants to play a game with them,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have 5 small hats - 3 black and 2 white. From the 5 hats, i'll choose 3 to put on each of your heads. If anyone can guess correctly the colour of his own hat, i'll set all 3 of you free. If anyone guesses wrongly, i'll immediately kill all 3 of you. You can choose not to guess and pass the chance."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So he blindfolded all 3 of them, and went on to place the hats on their heads. He then called the tall man out, and took off his blindfold. The tall man looked at the hats of the short and blind men, then said,"I cannot say for sure my own color. I'll pass."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next up was the short man. His blindfold was taken off, he looked at the hats of the tall and blind man, and said,"I'm sorry brothers...I also can't tell. I'll pass"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next up was the blind man. The executioner laughed at him,"You can't even see, how are you going to guess correctly?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The blind man confidently said,"Even though I am blind, I can tell you for sure the colour of my own hat." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And he was right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;***********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;BIG QUESTION: HOW DID HE DO IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;***********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assumptions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) All 3 men are smart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) It's impossible to see your own hat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115358423046843036?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115358423046843036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115358423046843036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115358423046843036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115358423046843036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/riddle-2.html' title='Riddle! 2'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115355138390325008</id><published>2006-07-22T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T15:30:11.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Llama Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can foresee this being a hit like LAO SHU AI DA MI...MAI YA HEE...MACARENA...etc!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~ All courtesy of jL's sista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Edy8-ZnP0Oc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Edy8-ZnP0Oc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Llama Llama Duck lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here's a llama&lt;br /&gt;there's a llama&lt;br /&gt;and another little llama&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy llama&lt;br /&gt;funny llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;tablet&lt;br /&gt;brick&lt;br /&gt;potato&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;mushroom&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was once a treehouse&lt;br /&gt;i lived in a cake&lt;br /&gt;but i never saw the way&lt;br /&gt;the orange slayed the rake&lt;br /&gt;i was only three years dead&lt;br /&gt;but it told a tale&lt;br /&gt;and now listen, little child&lt;br /&gt;to the safety rail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you ever see a llama&lt;br /&gt;kiss a llama&lt;br /&gt;on the llama&lt;br /&gt;llama's llama&lt;br /&gt;tastes of llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half a llama&lt;br /&gt;twice the llama&lt;br /&gt;not a llama&lt;br /&gt;farmer&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;llama in a car&lt;br /&gt;alarm a llama&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is THIS how it's told now?&lt;br /&gt;is it all so old?&lt;br /&gt;is it made of lemon juice?&lt;br /&gt;doorknob&lt;br /&gt;ankle&lt;br /&gt;cold&lt;br /&gt;now my song is getting thin&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of luck&lt;br /&gt;time for me to retire now&lt;br /&gt;and become a duck&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115355138390325008?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115355138390325008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115355138390325008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115355138390325008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115355138390325008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/llama-song.html' title='The Llama Song!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115340743356101227</id><published>2006-07-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:02:48.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle!</title><content type='html'>Ok folks, inspired by my friend...from now onwards I shall post riddles for you peepz to try solving them till I ran out of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the first of the series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man was walking down the street, when he bumped into his long lost friend.&lt;br /&gt;After the usual how-are-you-i-am-fine bullcrap, the friend asked if the man had any children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Do you have any children?"&lt;br /&gt;Man: "Yes. 3 sons."&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "How old are they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being cheeky, the man refused to tell him outright. So he said...&lt;br /&gt;Man: "If you multiply their ages together, you get 36" (e.g. 9x4x1)&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Hmm...there are quite a few possibilities."&lt;br /&gt;Man: "If you add their ages together, you get the number of houses opposite the street."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend looked across the street, thought for a moment and said...&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Impossible to tell yet, I need just one more clue."&lt;br /&gt;Man: "Hmm...my eldest son plays the piano."&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Ahh...I get it now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG QUESTION: How old are the 3 children? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very Important Assumptions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Age is strictly in years.&lt;br /&gt;2) Eldest son's age is greater than each of the other two sons'.&lt;br /&gt;3) Friend is smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115340743356101227?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115340743356101227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115340743356101227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115340743356101227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115340743356101227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/riddle.html' title='Riddle!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115272040032975429</id><published>2006-07-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:11:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zidane!!!</title><content type='html'>Check this out!!! Revenge for Zidane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;KNOCK MATERAZZI OUT!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="400" height="420" src="http://www.gamesdr.com/swf/zidane.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.gamesdr.com/'&gt;Provided to you by the GamesDr.com - 100% Free Myspace Games.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115272040032975429?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115272040032975429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115272040032975429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115272040032975429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115272040032975429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/zidane.html' title='Zidane!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115227116708156445</id><published>2006-07-07T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:19:27.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KR Night Cycling Trip</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is long overdue...but here it is the video clip that I took while we took a break at this Bedok Prata shop during last semester night cycling trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WF54QiuyEHQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WF54QiuyEHQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115227116708156445?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115227116708156445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115227116708156445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115227116708156445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115227116708156445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/kr-night-cycling-trip.html' title='KR Night Cycling Trip'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115220265727185466</id><published>2006-07-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:33:49.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorquiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" bgcolor="white" border="1"&gt;Check this out ppl! It's super accurate for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img height="32" alt="ColorQuiz.com" src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;I took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tries to escape from his problems, difficulties, a..."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;picked1=3,7,4,6,5,1,0,2,3&amp;amp;picked2=4,7,3,5,1,0,6,2,0&amp;sex=Male&amp;amp;blog_name=I"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.evilchili.com/mediaview/3539/Howard_Stern_Best_Phone_Prank_Ever"&gt;"ClOCK"&lt;/a&gt; to welcome back the return of italkingcock! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evilchili.com/mediaview/3539/Howard_Stern_Best_Phone_Prank_Ever"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115220265727185466?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115220265727185466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115220265727185466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115220265727185466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115220265727185466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/colorquiz.html' title='Colorquiz'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-115219995988102729</id><published>2006-07-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:40:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!! HoooOooOO!!!</title><content type='html'>HooOoOOoO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all my dearest friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in action =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than 3 months of absence, I'm finally back from my hiatus! SoooooOo how's everyone!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me update a bit of myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Since the last time I updated my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been mugging for the rest of the semester...results? Not too bad, the best of my NUS education so far...as for 2nd Upper? Think it's a foregone conclusion...shall just be humble and continue work and maintain 2nd Lower...and of course prepare for my SEP to Sweden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been back in Blueforce working for the past 2 months...life's pretty mundane but at least this time round the workplace is much nearer to my house than my previous 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my knee injury... I've just consulted NUH specialist last week and the first hand diagnosis by him was that I've a ruptured ACL and damaged meniscus. Just had my physiotherapy yesterday and I must say my hamstring and back are sort of aching at the moment, not to mention a certain pain at the injured knee. I guess it's pretty normal to experience that after a physio session? I dunno...What I'm more worried now is SA"P" side...apparently they can ignore my injury plea and charge me for not clearing my ippt in time and stuffs...just hope that they are kind for once...Pray Hardzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya~ Since I've started blogging again...let me dedicate this entry to my most beloved...it's a bit late for recording purpose...but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 21st My Baby!!! Hope You enjoyed Yourself on that BIG Day of Yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/IMG_0683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Birthday Photo with "E"guanas! Say Say Say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you all who have came for the party and helped out in one way or another! Appreciate =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the meantime, enjoy this video that I took when Ron was dead drunk back in last semester!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Poor Alvin =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2ZTFQR8H0A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2ZTFQR8H0A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: At the time of post, this video has reached a hit count of 2,700!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-115219995988102729?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/115219995988102729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=115219995988102729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115219995988102729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/115219995988102729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-hoooooooo.html' title='I&apos;m back!!! HoooOooOO!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114294893158427776</id><published>2006-03-21T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:12:24.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd Birthday Part 2 - SURPRISE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever wondered how you can have two surprises in a day!? I had them on my 23rd! Just when I thought the day is going to be over with my jL coming back from her home tonight and accompany me ... she actually masterminded a surprise BBQ with the help of Ron and company! Although it didn't turn out quite the way she expected but I was deeply touched... Never in my life has a girl done so much for me. Yes, I have girls who had went after me before back in younger days (haha I am still quite young I know), but jL is different. She's someone whom I am deeply in love and is still very much crazy over and yet she's doing all these fun things and giving me surprises after surprises. I still remember the two of us seen this somewhere on a film...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                           The best prize in the world is surprise. And the best present is present. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have them both. I have the surprises given by jL and the present moment to spend with her. Ron asked me a question quite a while ago, "Yingjia better or jUnLi?" My answer back then was "I can't answer you, both are different kind of girls..." The answer was changed yesterday. Guess I don't have to say it here =) Reason? It's simple. Read my last entry again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Baby, you have really made this 23rd a special one. I truly appreciate every single little effort that you have put into making this a "DA BOMB" day. From bluffing me that you bought a boxers for me as birthday gift to co-ordinating with the whole blk (almost lah) to celebrate this silly boy's birthday. (of course not to forget Ron and my other Bros) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think a million of thanks is really not enough to show my appreciation to all of you...let me try to be a better friend to all of you and treasure every single moment of our life. Blessed~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114294893158427776?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114294893158427776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114294893158427776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114294893158427776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114294893158427776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/23rd-birthday-part-2-surprise.html' title='23rd Birthday Part 2 - SURPRISE!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114287865306201430</id><published>2006-03-21T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:14:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Ok, last entry was written on the spur of moment. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in a daze after the unexpected crowded celebration by Eguanas Family yesterday midnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright let me clear my mind after a day of 6 hours lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that birthday is a day to joy and woe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason to be jolly? Guess it's obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be happy that you are still living and able to live past your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;2. Count your blessings that you are given a chance to experience life.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be thankful that you have family and friends who remember this special day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the reasons to be worried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Even though you have many friends around you, somehow you have this feeling that they may just forget about this day. Don't know about you, but I always have this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;2. You are getting old. Especially so for those who have reached adulthood. That means more responsibilities and worries coming up.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get saboed!? Especially if you have crazy friends in hall...heng I have great and sane friends :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that, still remember I was pinning some hope in having a tennis racket as a birthday gift a few days ago. However, just a few days ago while shopping around in queensway, when I saw the big price tags on some of the rackets, I started to feel bad and worried. I feel bad as I made such atrocious demand on my last last entry and worried as I am sort of afraid my friends would really buy it and the same goes to not buying :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, this great family in Hall really made my dream comes true. It's an outrageous request and yet they fulfilled it for me!!! Thank You everyone! Everyone who chipped in that money (I really hope it's not a lot for you guys...) into buying that super duper nice racket for me! I promise the racket is for public use (for that I mean to those who shared the gift =) ), so feel free to borrow from me when you want a game of tennis at E block tennis court k! Wahaha Yes, you didn't see wrongly, it's E block's tennis court! Let me take this opportunity to thank the following dudes and babes who contributed to the bueautiful racket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron Koh! - Thanks 1888 Bro!&lt;br /&gt;Qingyou! - Thanks for making the trip down to get it for me! Really appreciate it =)&lt;br /&gt;Wilson! - Thanks for being my neighbour and all the encouraging words you have given to&lt;br /&gt;me over the year&lt;br /&gt;Alvin Yang - Thanks for being the friend the way you are. You are great!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kendrick - Thanks for being such a wonderful senior and neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;Always giving me positive views and comments. Ya DA BOMB!~&lt;br /&gt;and of course the rest of the Eguanas:&lt;br /&gt;-Jzesern (The video SHEN! Thanks for all the nice videos! =) )&lt;br /&gt;-Yannick (The crazy Mauritian staying opposite me!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-Austin (The most decent exchange student I've seen lah! Thanks dude!Do keep in contact!)&lt;br /&gt;-Dinah (Queen of Track, Pool and Road! Be happy and stay that way k!)&lt;br /&gt;-Nikki (J Lo! Been a long time since we call you that! Stay confident and funky!)&lt;br /&gt;-Eileen (Mei You Yong! Finally You Yong, bought gift for me! Wahaha~ Thank You!)&lt;br /&gt;-Janice (Thanks sis! Thanks for being there for everyone everytime!)&lt;br /&gt;-Steph (Ever cheery girl, keep smiling k! Brighten the days of all Eguanas~)&lt;br /&gt;-Darren (Hey Da Ren, continue coaching us tennis k!)&lt;br /&gt;-Jiemin (Lao shu Lao Hu! Sha Sha Fen Bu Qing Chu)&lt;br /&gt;-Enwei (Stop PS2ing! At least on my birthday? kidding lah =D)&lt;br /&gt;-Teckie (cut your hair lah!)&lt;br /&gt;-Pearline (Thanks for being the sweet junior and blk comm you are =) )&lt;br /&gt;-Ben Por (I still love your HEAD racket Por!)&lt;br /&gt;-Alvin Lin (Ni de Neh Neh Hen Bai leh!)&lt;br /&gt;-Yongqiang (His birthday is a day before me!)&lt;br /&gt;-Derek (always thought he reminded me of myself in year 1...impulsive during IBG :P)&lt;br /&gt;-Shuqi!!! (Thanks for being so encouraging and great to everyone in the block!)&lt;br /&gt;and the handballers from other blocks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieming! - Always my IDOL~ Shen~&lt;br /&gt;Sweeyong! - Despite all the misunderstandings over the year, You command my respect!&lt;br /&gt;Jinxian and Jinrui - Thanks for coming over yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list is as of accurate to what Ron gave me. If you have contributed to the wonderful TT cloud Triple Threat Tennis racket (wahaha HaoLian Big time) Please let me know through this blog or SMS me ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought that's all for the night!? Let me say all the celebration and planning started from my Dearest Baby jL! I don't know how accurate is this, but Ron told me jL came up with all the ideas and stuffs...THANK YOU BABY! You've been great to me! I truly appreciate this birthday not because of all the gifts you have given to me but because I am able to celebrate my birthday with you and so many friends =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all! She handmade this beautiful "lamp" for me! With a nice shape of X'mas lightings Heart Shape~ Sweet. And yes, that's not all! She spent another huge amount on a crumpler sling bag for me! It's really trendy, nice and compact! Ever thought of only boyfriends spend on girlfriends? My Baby can prove you real wrong! I Love you jL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was followed by wishes from all over my network of friends. From my closest primary school classmate to my primary school crush then to secondary school's last relationship affair!&lt;br /&gt;And also from Flings to Financial Planner! Most friends somehow remember my birthday this year! Really Really sweet of them. I promise I must remember my friends birthday better from now on. If not by brain also must be keyed into my new phone. Lost most anniversary dates as my old phone was traded in. Thank You everyone! I truly enjoyed my 23rd. More so than any other birthdays I think (maybe on par with 21st? Coz I was dunked into the pool back then! Stupid Gerald Cho with his Co. - eh you never wish me this year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE ONCE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MYSELF!!! WOOHOO 23rd Rock and Roll~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my Gifts!!! BIG BIG GRINZZZ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/21032006544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/21032006544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One and Only Lamp in the World!  &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/21032006535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/21032006535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 23rd birthday gifts!!! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course there'a special birthday card by jL that's only for MY viewing =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114287865306201430?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114287865306201430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114287865306201430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114287865306201430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114287865306201430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/23rd-birthday.html' title='23rd Birthday!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114285624334527422</id><published>2006-03-20T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:05:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind your own issues</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I do this...bitching! But I just got to do it as someone just pissed me off terribly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to some juniors just now over dinner. This supposed Green-force craze junior was telling me how the Blue-force is slack and waste of money. And how he almost signed on to that but chose the Green-force in the end as he thought only the "Flyers" vocation are worth signing. The rest are just slackers that waste people money. Then another junior went on to compare the budget between the two forces. Stating the Blue-force has more than the Green-force and always waste it on mess functions every friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered explaining all their rubbish concerns, as apparently they are just lamenting their unhappiness towards the Blue-force, no amount of explanations will be accepted by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I may not be the most committed Blue-force officer around. People said I am slack and stuffs, can't believe I am a regular and etc. But at least I feel I perform my duties when required. I don't go around bragging about my service and put down others. Why did I sign on? For money! Quite frankly, that's what attracted me and most other people. On top of that, the dynamics and challenges that my vocation has to offer expediate the signing on. Yes, it's slack in terms of physical stress, but I can tell you not many people can take the mental toughness of it. I admit I am the strongest of my cohort, I am weak in mental but my perserverance paid off as compared to some physically tough officers who tried to convert from the Green-force but simply just did not possess the flair and mental. Another reason, both the Blue and White force operate real time everyday. Everyday is full of changes and challenges. We don't engage ourselves in simulation and doing pointless things, we have straight to the point trainings and work. Compare that to the Green, I am not quite sure how much they can match up to us. With the modern warfare, how often will we see the use of the Green!?! Think about that and tell me the satisfaction you get in serving the Nation by joining which service. Waste of money? Let me tell you that as with having frequent Mess activities, that also means higher subscription fees to the Mess, please be sensible, you really think the organisation is that good to sponsor all the drinks? For your information the monthly subscription fees for officers is $18 for the most junior ranking and it expediate as the rank goes up! So now, do you think Blue-force personal should go and have their share of drinks since they have already paid for it? And do not just judge a service by the NSF clerks, it's just the same as if I judge your person by your appearance! Be sensible my junior number 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Green-force junior, do you think you are up to the task?! Do you think you can pass out from the course if you have signed on with the Blues. You don't merely put down other services my junior (ashamed to even acknowledge you as one).&lt;br /&gt;If you think your service is so good, why still harbour the thought of going into the elitist? And if you really want to get into the elite force, why are you so slack in your physical training?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, you are just a childish adult, who only likes to acknowledge your own efforts and likings. For example, you complained to everyone about how boring basketball, tennis, table tennis, etc are and bragged about your own interest, soccer. For a die hard soccer player, I have nothing to say about you, but please your own soccer skills, not to talk about your forte, GKing is not even good enough! Come on, go and polish yourself up before making that sort of statement next time. For a person, I think you have a long way to go. Locking yourself in the room and thinking you are doing the right thing is not the acceptable behaviour in our hall... but so luckily I am not going to see you soon. I wish you all the best in whatever interests you have and may you stick to your Green-force forever, as you are only suitable to be in that service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite disturbed recently, one friend seem to always on the helped side and when I needed some help from him, he seems incapable...I don't know if it's for real that he can't help of simply just being selfish...but I am disappointed. Come this semester's final papers, you won't get my help for sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good way to welcome my birthday but heck it...23rd only...not as if 21st or 100th years old...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114285624334527422?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114285624334527422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114285624334527422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114285624334527422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114285624334527422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/mind-your-own-issues.html' title='Mind your own issues'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114251373192569738</id><published>2006-03-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T20:55:31.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Recognition</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/07032006479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~ For this photo, I look like ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/bryan%20adams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/200/bryan%20adams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/jolie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/200/jolie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/abraom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/200/abraom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/gere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/200/gere.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;Bryan Adams...Angelina Jolie...Roman Abramovich...Richard Gere~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out yours @ &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;www.myheritage.com&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Other photos showed me resembling David Beckham!!?!?!?!! Ronaldo!??!?!?! Madness~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114251373192569738?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114251373192569738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114251373192569738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114251373192569738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114251373192569738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/face-recognition.html' title='Face Recognition'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114233876722850164</id><published>2006-03-14T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:25:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>BooHoo~ 1 more week to becoming 23 years old. Like what many adults have said, time really flies once you reached adulthood. I have sort of lost track with my age for a moment, until I solved some simple algebra! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, motive of this blog...birthday wish! Instead of drawing a long list of birthday gift wishes, I have just decided to stick to one. That is a brand new tennis racket for beginner. If you are feeling rich and interested in buying me one, please get me one that's good for beginners ya!? Last heard from a tennis player that Prince Thundercloud is good :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never done such daring request before, hope this would pay off? Wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;Actually, frankly speaking, I just wish my luck is going to be better from now onwards...already on a losing streak in my "parlay" career...Boo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114233876722850164?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114233876722850164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114233876722850164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114233876722850164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114233876722850164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114233759629207299</id><published>2006-03-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:11:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_o47Gs6DQ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_o47Gs6DQ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114233759629207299?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114233759629207299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114233759629207299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114233759629207299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114233759629207299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114174428887315941</id><published>2006-03-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T23:11:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handball...</title><content type='html'>The season is going to start again...this time round...Singapore Handball League...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First match up...against our favourite neighbour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we be up to it? Will I be able to give in my 100%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some glimpse of my past...during IHG Final...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_079_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_079_111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leap... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swedish fin... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hang... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dive... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_036.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fall... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/normal_081_120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/normal_081_120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tears... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114174428887315941?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114174428887315941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114174428887315941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114174428887315941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114174428887315941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/handball.html' title='Handball...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114123619994722070</id><published>2006-03-02T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:50:11.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion and Ability</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passion: strong feeling or emotion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ability: the quality of being able to perform&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember what my JC basketball coach once told me in his car, during one of the many rides he gave me in the morning..."Being passionate and wanting to do well is one thing, the ability to do it is another..." The statement strike and stucked inside me till this day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on competitve basketball earlier this semester, I am quite tired of facing defeats and disappointments time after time. Yes, that's a weak attitude for a sportsman, but maybe I am not one afterall. I never play sports for the correct attitude I guess. I play sports and engage in team sports for the fun of it. The joy of playing in a team, the pleasure of seeing my efforts being paid off in terms of personal glory or contribution to other team mates fame. I am a soreloser, I hate to lose and I hate it when things do not go it my way. I get pissed off when fouls are not called for and passes are not given to me. Basically, I do not have the right temperament to be a sportsman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love competition, I love the adrenaline rush when I gained a point or forced a turnover from the opponents. But I am really tired of the disappointments and injuries. I hate the pain to see my team down in tears, I hate to feel the heartache of feeling unjust and I hate the thought of why yet another defeat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mentioned earlier, I will and can never be the player to change a game single handedly, I am by no means an important player or superstar. The tag of "wonderkid" given by tootall was too kind for me. Maybe it's more applicable for Wilson. Nevertheless I am still proud to be labelled together and bragged about it. That's how they way I overcome my inferiority. I want to be with the best, yet I feel inferior. I want the best, yet I feel inferior. The chance to play with the Legends was really tempting, but somehow I know and others know as well that I will not be playing much in that team. Team KR will be sending a team, one that comprises mainly the year 1s, not that I look down on them, but I am sick of playing with players who are technically not there. By that I mean normal passing and some common senses play...things which I feel that if you are a guy who play sports and watch soccer would know! But well, somehow they don't. Nevertheless I will still be playing, for the sake of the future and for what tootall and the rest of the seniors have taught me, the tradition and continuity. I dare to say I don't have much feelings for KR, by that KR as a whole. Of course I am proud of the support we had at times for matches like last year's handball matches as well as the handball final this year, the incredible cheering during both years of RAG and of course being part of the great Hall Musical this year. These are some events which made me feel touched and proud to be counted as part of KentRidgean. For that, I will play for Team KR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also registered for hostel stay in KRH next semester. Yes, I procastinated. This was supposed to be my last semester. It would be if there was DnD this year. But by fate or destiny, there wasn't and I would really like to attend one last DnD with my buddies in E block before I leave for exchange. On top of that, I am still sore over the loss of IBG title, which I hope we can win it back next semester. It's not going to be easy, but we are still the favourites! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I have said before and many others as well, hall is addictive and harmful. It sucks your energy and freedom away but could very well give you climax...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I will strenghten my knee and ankle, hopefully good enough to last me throughout IBG next semester. IHG, Handball League or Fed team...maybe not in this lifetime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am someone who needs to be told that I am good enough...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114123619994722070?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114123619994722070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114123619994722070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114123619994722070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114123619994722070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/03/passion-and-ability.html' title='Passion and Ability'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114076483955020521</id><published>2006-02-24T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:27:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan!</title><content type='html'>Yay~ We finally had our long awaited holiday! Back from Bintan, a wondeful island with beautiful beaches. We booked a package from GR travel worth $130++ per person which included accomadation, complimentary breakfast, return ferry tickets and land transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at Mayang Sari Resort, one of the 5 hotels/resorts owned by Nirwana Resorts, a sub-group of Sembcorp. We got a sea-view one and it was really a indeed sea-view! Alright, pictures speak a thousand words, check out the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/23022006428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/23022006428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea view from the chalet!!! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/23022006416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/23022006416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the restaurant for breakfast. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/23022006417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/23022006417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view from the restaurant &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pasar Oleh Oleh for lunch. The trip there cost $6 two way bus trip. Yes, it's expensive! Considering the bus comes every half an hour and it was only a 15 mins journey to the place from our resort. So there we reached the place. Lunched at this place "Hello Hello" (refer to the picture below) The food prices are Singapore's food court range. Horfun, Kway teow, Fried Rice, etc are priced at $3-4. There's another restaurant at the place, charging about the same price range. The shops there are basically selling souveniors, T-shirts, Batik, local made toys, paintings, etc. Nothing much interesting there, so unless you want cheaper food, that's the place you can give it a miss. But both of us got lucky over there and I will tell you why later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/22022006393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/22022006393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasar Oleh Oleh! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/22022006391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/22022006391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Helo Helo @ Pasar Oleh Oleh &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to hit the Beach of Mayang Sari. Changed to our beach wear and applied sunscreen to our already burned skin (resulted from the trip to Pasar Oleh Oleh), we only tanned for half an hour before going into the sea and rode the tremendous waves due to the Northeast Monsoon current. Oh speaking about that, the ferry journey there was bumpy due to the NE monsoon also! Lots AngMohs puke as a result of that and I almost too, after smelling the papaya like smell of the AngMohs' puke in front of our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time. Took an internal shuttle bus (free) from the resort to Kelong restaurant. Basically at Bintan, it's restaurants everywhere, that's why it's called an resort island! So ya the food there is bloooooody expensive. All typical restaurants prices and they are either in US dollars or Singapore dollars. So there we were at the Kelong. Checked the menu and prices were slightly more than the "Zi Cha" in Singapore. However the sea food there should be really fresh as it is a Kelong and you can literally see the fishes in captive swimming around in the sea. Fish per 100 gram is priced at around S$5-9 with a minimum of 400 gram for a fish. The other dishes are all set at minimum serving for 1-3 persons, which is quite a huge amount. We ordered a bowl of soup, mini squid and a plate of HongKong Noodles and it cost us near S$50, included the 10% govt tax and 10% service charge. The food was yummy but just a bit too much on the high side we felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/22022006401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/22022006401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expensive Food we had at the Kelong Restaurant &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few pictures and spent the rest of the night exploring the other resort of Nirwana group. We turned in quite early, not surprisingly as both of us haven't been sleeping much and well over the past one month in Singapore. So we got our deserved rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for the complimentary breakfast the next day. It's the typical international buffet kind, by the way, Mayang Sari is rated 3 stars so the standard is pretty acceptable. We saw the chalets of Mana Mana, another resort owned by Nirwana and it's pretty like the small huts that you see in Sentosa, slightly bigger I guess. Don't know about the interior though. But those are rated 2 stars and I have a feeling it's shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent the rest of the monrning sun basking again and picking all sorts of seashells and hermit crabs! Check out the pictures! Too bad you can't see how lively the crabs were in those pictures :D The beach was lovely, slightly dirty but definitely cleaner than those we have in Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/23022006449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/23022006449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Shells? No! It's Hermit crabs! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/23022006427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/23022006427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermit crabs in bottle :) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintan was truly a holiday destination for couple who simply just want to relax and relax and relax, Zuobo and Zuobo and Zuobo, Suntan after suntan after suntan... And unless you are prepared to spend money on food, please prepare some cup noodles if you are on a budget trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, as for the lucky component of this trip. We got a free 3D2N stay at one of the Laguna Resorts. For those who don't know what the hell this resort is, it's a 5 stars rated resort with beautiful faiclities and rooms that you can only dream of. We chose the one in Phuket as we are planning a trip to Bangkok again this summer holiday, anyone interested can join us there but the Phuket stay will only be between jL and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a worthwhile trip. We've gained so much from it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Bintan~ the beach that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest of the pictures can be found at my photolog.&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/13820154-114076483955020521?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114076483955020521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114076483955020521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114076483955020521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114076483955020521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/bintan.html' title='Bintan!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114050518277130584</id><published>2006-02-21T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T14:59:42.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of A Red Autumn</title><content type='html'>Yeah~ Finally Hall Production is over. I am really proud to be part of a successful musical, my friend of 10 years cum producer, yishu and the best performer, my gF jL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been staring at the excel sheet for the past one month or so, trying to sort out the ever changing tickets order. My neighbour Yannick was still thinking I was playing some sort of game! I think I've almost spent 25 hours a day doing ticketing. Just when I thought I have settled one case, another problem arose. Not to mention I've smsed almost a thousand (rough estimate) this month! Many would have thought that I would feel a sense of achievement after all these are done and over now, but sadly I don't. Maybe to me, these are such trivial stuffs that not many people would pay attention to, especially so when you compare the hardwork of the casts and the stage crew/engineers. The stage crew had slogged the whole of holiday, building the sets, with a majority of the crew being females. But the quality didn't drop, in fact it was one of the best sets being built and was well received by many audience who were watched the musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The casts? There's the chinese proverb of "1 mins on stage is equivalent to 10 years of hardwork off state" I could testify to that. jL was busy since holiday and since the start of the semester, she hadn't been able to have her sleep until 3-4 am almost everyday. As such, she has lost all her leisure time and whatever sort of holidays that we could have together. However, I really think it's a worthwhile experience for her. Having seen her enjoyed so much of the musical and performed really well, with so many people praising her for her acting, singing and dance. Not to forget there were many calling her to be the main lead next year. I am so proud of her! If only I could act that well and perform together with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now all these are over...we are going BINTAN! Yes, our belated holiday together. It was sort planned long ago but only got the deal just yesterday. Ya nothing surprising, considering Bintan is just another Singapore, as what the module "Changing Landscape of Singapore" mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna make full use of this trip and spend quality time together with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of you jL! Let's us both enjoy this trip together :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114050518277130584?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114050518277130584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114050518277130584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114050518277130584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114050518277130584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/memories-of-red-autumn.html' title='Memories of A Red Autumn'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114023538718841733</id><published>2006-02-18T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T12:03:07.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reply...pui~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It is not difficult to spot last minute answer changes on the exam scripts. Don't worry. We have worked out many strategies. But we cannot announce publicly how we will handle the discrepancy. We are also working out a fool proof method of collecting answer scripts that is suitable for students of such mentality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like got any help!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114023538718841733?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114023538718841733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114023538718841733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114023538718841733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114023538718841733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/replypui.html' title='The reply...pui~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-114015816684099120</id><published>2006-02-17T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T14:36:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complain Letter!</title><content type='html'>KNN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Prof,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saddened by the distinct unfairness in the ME2101 mid-term test conducted on 17 February 2006. I am puzzled by the need for students to queue up and submit their scripts. As a result, many students were still writing and more were observed to be comparing answers with their friends and changing it. I am aware that you have gone around catching those who did not obey the rules but there were still quite a huge number of students uncaught. To me, this is no longer a fair test as it involves not only the knowledge and application of the students but also their integrity, which is grossly missing here. I hope there will be some form of actions and compensation done to those who obey the rules. I understand your difficulty, but being a 50% test, I wish there was a better way of conducting the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks for making the first part of the module interesting and easy to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Yeow Chong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-114015816684099120?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/114015816684099120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=114015816684099120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114015816684099120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/114015816684099120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/complain-letter.html' title='Complain Letter!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113987842291668118</id><published>2006-02-14T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T10:42:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haapy Valentines' !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok I don't have much time here. 30 % test on Wed and another 50 % on Fri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am just glad that jL is with me all along. Thanks for all the support Baby, I Love you not for today but Everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Valentines' Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/11022006342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113987842291668118?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113987842291668118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113987842291668118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113987842291668118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113987842291668118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/haapy-valentines.html' title='Haapy Valentines&apos; !'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113943624787868224</id><published>2006-02-09T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:04:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handball</title><content type='html'>And so we lost the finals to RH. I will be lying if I say I am not upset over the defeat but we didn't deserve to win. Maybe the seniors understand this and thus not many have mentioned about it since then, unlike the girls finals. Throughout the tournament this year, we hadn't been playing well as a team. Yes, we are a team with good individual techniques. Player to player, we are one of the best in NUS but team play wise, I think we are one of the worst, maybe just better than KE7. Maybe it's not right to reveal certain things here but heck, it's MY blog. Our team spirit hasn't been the best. Other than one commonness in wanting to win the GOLD, the team wasn't really bonded. It's seperated into first team, second team and the rest...  Throughout the whole two months of trianing sessions, it's only the first team that was playing regularly together and still the teamwork was lacking. I am for the idea of first team training together more often, but when things are not going right, do we stil stick to the smae 7 or should we mix and match some player in? As a result, we have two separate teams, a team who is capable of attacking because of their own individual technique and confidence and another team who is equally capable but lack the confidence to prove it for whatever reasons in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complacency? There was no training since the start of the tournament right till the week just before our finals match. It's that confidence? arrogance? or simply complacency? These questions got to be answered by whoever captain the team next year. It's not the time to blame this year's efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support? Talk about strong KR handball tradition. Where was the training and guidiance from the alumni? Forgive me if I am wrong here. But I think other than the captain not being proactive in contacting the alumni, maybe the alumni themselves can make the effort to come down or do whatever to give us guidiance? Of course having said that, I am not talking about you, tootall, you have been on of the most dedicated senior I have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear? From the start, we have been saying RH is good at this and that, why are we worrying about others when we should be learning from their strong points and try to achieve them? Why are we trying faciful tactics when we can't even do a simple penetrating waves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. Yes again. But it's for very different reason this year. Unlike last year which I cried because I felt for the triple Hs, I cried this year simply because we didn't fulfill our full potential. For all the great technique our players shown on court, there's no teamplay to prove our worth as a Champion. And RH surely deserved to be the king for this year. They played simple pentrative waves and kept their composure and played the "dirty" professional way. Something we should learn if we were to win games without getting silly fouls and sent offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a great deal this year. I have received some encouraging comments. I have got one of the best support in my baby. I have got great training partner and neighbour. I have got the best seniors to help me. BUT do I have the mental to go through all these all over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a sidenote, it's quite disgusting yet funny to see how some oranges chose to be wrapped up in leaves during the finals. Is there no sense of pride? &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/13820154-113943624787868224?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113943624787868224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113943624787868224&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113943624787868224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113943624787868224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/handball.html' title='Handball'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113875692924034810</id><published>2006-02-01T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:22:12.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Derby Win</title><content type='html'>So there it is, we won the second leg. A good win despite not playing to our fullest potential. I thought it was a match of enough entertainment for a derby match. Enough of penalties and two minutes. I personally got one for ... HAHA~ Shall not elaborate on that as I sort of admit it's one of the most foolish acts I have ever done, even the shouting at Eeyang during first year's IBG was better than this. Anyway, many stuffs have been said by the oranges on their forum. Yes I happened to check into their forum out of curiosity, and guess what, this elmo guy, I suspect is this Vincent guy, commented "We finsihed the game realli strong today, and every Shearite left proud i tink. I am happy tat im from Sheares. IF i were from KR. i'd be ashamed of myself seeing their players behave like tat. Credit to everyone who din react except me. '' I think we wouldn't react if they play clean in the first place? Having said that, handball is a physical game and so you can't say who is right or wrong. The winners set the rules - right wilson? Just to add on this elmo(if he's the right person I guessed) kept throwing the ball away when by right he should have just left it on the ground when a turnover was committed. Anyhow, I don't think he care or ever learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end it off, I think it's one of my worst games in KR, reacted to situations and didn't gel with the "second" team. Got enquired to join the Fed team for training, to go or not? IT's an opportunity but ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113875692924034810?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113875692924034810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113875692924034810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113875692924034810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113875692924034810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/02/derby-win.html' title='Derby Win'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113834445799581174</id><published>2006-01-27T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:35:32.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IHG</title><content type='html'>It's been a strange IHG. I didn't really like this year's IHG schedule. Bad match fixtures and forever changing of schedules by the convening halls created lots of unnceccesary stress to the captains and players. For the 3rd time this season, we are going to play a match on a public holiday. Pardon me for this space, but HELL TO the convening halls for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first leg of HMK handball derby! The girls put up a strong comeback and put the oranges in their right position. I dare say that if our GK (sorry SY) was in top form like she was during the TH game and if our PKs were more accurate, they wouldn't be in such close tie till the last 2 mins. My most respected senior was pretty upset after the game, no not because we won but more of the way how some of the seniors member in the girls team were unappreciative to his effort to rectify their problems in defense. Cheers Bro, I understand how you feel. You are still a good reader of the game if not a fantastic one (coz I am one? haha~) The oranges were pretty disgusting, I do not know whether some of their girls didn't know the rules or was it intentional on some of their fouls - pulling our girls shirts while they were in shooting position (Janice had one times of that), pulling of our girls again while they were on the fast break (Adele had that), grapping from behind while in shooting positions....all these warrant a 2 mins! But in the some cases, they escaped from punishments. I still remember how the no.6 kicked Mavis stomach during last yr's IHG! It's really disgusting. I really think all these are bloody disgusting, to think that these girls have proper handball coaching from their alumni and are supposed to know how to play handball. I mean EH committed those rugby kinda fouls I can understand as they do not have a strong handball tradition there and most of them don't really know the rules...but the oranges! Hell to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMK derby leg 2 is coming up next tues (3rd day of CNY), I am not going to let them have a good time. I can still remember how they tripped me intentionally last year. Just because they couldn't clamp you, they tried all means to stop you! I have a gut feeling I will earn my first yellow if not 2 mins on tues. Be warned you SHITrights! Having said that, I feel like doing a ALA Gary Neville celebrations towards those shitholes if we beat them at the final whistle. See how I feel on that day. Wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got a really sweet Best Wishes Message from jL. It cost her $2 for that thing and it supposed to come with a hall decor "toy" but stupid me actually tore the notes down from the hanging "toy". Here it is, the sweetest message I got for IHG ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/27012006294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some other edited photos by my N70...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/20012006264-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Modified by me... jL is WANTED!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/20012006258-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mouth...taken by jL and edited by jL...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noticed the ulcer? It's done by the EH no.23 and I am supposed to be edited to eating butterflies, flowers, balloons...and stars? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Hall production tickets are really getting onto my nerves. Just when I thought last year's IHG T shirts sales will be the last shitty thing that I do for Hall...I got myself into this shithole again. I joined the Production BizTeam on the intention to learn something on the business side, like how they source for sponsors and stuffs and I was "sadly" assigned the role of ticketing officer together with Wilson. Not that I am extremely unhappy with the duty assigned but given the new rulings by UCC to have numbered seatings this year made the whole situation complicated and unhappy. We are at the dilemma of whether to keep the residents happy or the public. I understand the producer's difficulty and also the director's concerns ... sad to say I am really in no position to make any decisions. Oh well...that goes with working for someone. At the end of the day, I am going to get the direct flamings from the people, as I am the first contact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty jobs aplenty in KR. Only some enjoy them like the Yeoh Bros and Ken DA man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL MY DEAR FRIENDS !!! GONG XI FA CAI =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113834445799581174?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113834445799581174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113834445799581174&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113834445799581174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113834445799581174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/ihg.html' title='IHG'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113809511809160047</id><published>2006-01-24T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T17:32:08.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary Neville</title><content type='html'>Though not the player I supported most in Manchester, I have to agree and respect what he said for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;''What are you meant to do? Smile sweetly and jog back to the halfway line?' Neville told The Times.&lt;br /&gt;'You are caught up in the moment and, yes, for a few seconds you can go bananas. I laughed when I heard someone say that it was not the behaviour of a 30-year-old because they are probably the same people who have accused us of lacking passion in recent games.&lt;br /&gt;'No disrespect to Liverpool was intended. I would have been apologetic if I had run up to one of their players and tried to belittle them, but this was a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;'Last week, I had to put up with a Liverpool lad taunting our fans during the Manchester derby, but at no point did I even consider that Robbie Fowler should be punished. The stick is part of the game. One week you take it on the chin, the next you give it out. That is how local rivals have always been - and always should be.&lt;br /&gt;'I have to put up with Liverpool fans singing plenty of songs about me, none of them tasteful, and I struggle to believe that I have caused them any grave offence with an exuberant celebration.&lt;br /&gt;'Increasingly people seem to want their footballers to be whiter than white and there are calls for sanctions over every little incident. Do they want a game of robots?'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Darn the Liverpool fans. I always maintain my stand as I don't hate other teams other than Arsenal (for their cockiness) and Chelsea(for their wealth) but Liverpool? Think they were too boring for me to hate and so what if they are on the rise now? I am just glad for them. But come on Liverpool fans, there's no need to fall in grace like the Arses and Chees...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/13820154-113809511809160047?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113809511809160047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113809511809160047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113809511809160047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113809511809160047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/gary-neville.html' title='Gary Neville'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113769163666394993</id><published>2006-01-20T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T01:27:16.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals...</title><content type='html'>It's always nice to score a goal. Was happy for Jinrui to break his duck earlier and able to dedicate his goal to PC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said my goals were nice, really appreciate such kind comments as I wouldn't mind scoring ugly goals as long as I score and have someone to point to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to an end? Two more to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113769163666394993?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113769163666394993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113769163666394993&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113769163666394993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113769163666394993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/goals.html' title='Goals...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113760511276457914</id><published>2006-01-19T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T01:25:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishie</title><content type='html'>And so our red fighting fish finally died. After weeks of being sickly in the tank, it has finally turn up it's gills and rest in peace among the pebbles. It's actually under the care of jL but she passed it to me after my blue fishie died two months ago, and this reddie costing a few bucks more actually lived longer, that explains why the extra few costs now...Sort of miss both fishes as they were with us for most of the happy moments in our relationship. Ever since we had the two of them, we have been loving towards each other for the past dunno how many months. We had not quarrel for like 4 months? The last time I remember was during the dreadful IBG period. Thankies fishies... you two made us closer and we will always remember &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/fishie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A picture of reddie when it was still lively :)&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/13820154-113760511276457914?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113760511276457914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113760511276457914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113760511276457914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113760511276457914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/fishie.html' title='Fishie'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113742196398220215</id><published>2006-01-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:32:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderful Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my wonderful Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ Ms Wu Junli ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Love You noti girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/400/15012006202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113742196398220215?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113742196398220215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113742196398220215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113742196398220215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113742196398220215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-wonderful-baby.html' title='My Wonderful Baby'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113731196054069787</id><published>2006-01-15T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T15:59:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad referees...</title><content type='html'>I know it is tough to be a referee but I really don't think this excuse can be used ever so often whenever they make a mistake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won the handball match against TH yesterday. It could very well be the other way round due to the countless referring mistakes or I would say ambiguous decisions. Two times foul in were not given to us but were given to TH. 2-3 times supposedly penalties were not given to us and one was given to TH for what was just a normal clamp by our guys. We were fortunate to be on the winning side, considering the bad referring we had. It was a sweet victory no doubt. One of the sweetest IHG victory I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back home to watch Manchester Derby but was it was totally ruined by the referee of that match. No prize for guessing who the screwed up referee was, Mr Steve Benett! I shall not elaborate what he did. Just when I thought the referees for the handball match were bad, this bloody professional referee was much much worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all up, my day was spoiled by a spoiled computer back home. Arg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still the victory against TH was the sweetest and will be the most memorable event I will bring with me when I leave KR in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113731196054069787?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113731196054069787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113731196054069787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113731196054069787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113731196054069787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/bad-referees.html' title='Bad referees...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113716236391510702</id><published>2006-01-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:26:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pui~ Waste 10 bucks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear student,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refer to your appeal for Examination Results. Your appeal for ME2113 has been reviewed. We now confirm that there is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no change in the grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; awarded to you. The department re-affirms that the results already sent to you are correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think I deserve a better grades... really suspicious marking by the school....arh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113716236391510702?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113716236391510702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113716236391510702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113716236391510702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113716236391510702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/pui-waste-10-bucks.html' title='Pui~ Waste 10 bucks...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113687059735327107</id><published>2006-01-10T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:48:30.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Competitive Basketball Game</title><content type='html'>What a way to end my competitive basketball career. We lost to SH by 1 point. The final years played to their best together with our centres Lucas, Wilson and Ron, as well as our outgoing captain Honjie and newly elected captain Derek, KR was able to give SH a good run of their money. We were leading them by 1 point with 50 seconds left and we just couldn't get the ball at the crucial moment which led to them scoring a basket and thus for the dreadful results. I teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, once again I teared. I was touched by the fighting spirit of our team. Individually we are definitely not as good as 7 or 8 players of their team but we gave them a good match and almost snatched it. I was disappointed with myself. Once again, I was not able to step up when required. I am mentally disturbed and weak. Perhaps that's the sign of me giving up basketball. I am just not good enough at this level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed some great basketball moments for the past 10 years. From the age of 12 when I just started basketball, I was an accurate 3 point shooter back in primary school. The passion to play made me bought a black chicago bulls synthetic leather ball for my own personal training. I still remember how I asked Yishu, Sinlong, Zongwei and a few of our other classmates down to Bukit Merah CC to have a game of basketball every weekend. We beat some of the best players and even ah bengs in that court. Slowly I developed my game, from just having only shooting ability to being a passer and eventually learning centre movements. Yes, I developed all these without any coach. I was asked by my secondary school coach a few times to join the basketball team but I didn't as I never had the confidence to make the move. I'm glad that I was able to help develop the game of Sinlong and Yishu, who was a smart point guard back then. During Inter-class games, we led our class to Semis. One of the "best" moments was when I was the top scorer of the match with nearly 20 points which also included 2 "own goal" points that I helped the opposition scored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not until secondary 4 that I eventually took up the offer to join up with the school team for their training. We had an alumni as our coach. He was a creative basketballer and coach. He taught me some tricks and made me love the game even more. But he is not a old school coach, as he himself crossover from volleyball and didn't have any formalised training before. He never taught us any basics but just creativity and runs. I played some good games back then, gaining competitive basketball experiences from friendly matches and B' boys matches. That was the time when I scored some 17 points in a game against Clementi. I can still recall how I shot two 3-pointer past the opposition and grabbed plenty of offensive rebounds and did some incredible centre moves past their big players. Sweet. The passion carried on through the holidays where I joined my coach's outside team for the youth cup. Our team name was 401, simply because we trained at the neighbourhood basketball court under this block 401. We didn't proceed far in that tournament but I had witnessed some great players in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go SAJC for my college education. In fact I didn't want to as my original wish was to go to the top 5 JCs else it's poly for me. But I guess friends and basketball drew me back to SAJC. During my times, SA was 5 times finalist and one of the most feared teams in A' division.&lt;br /&gt;I went for the trials and was lucky enough to get a chance to train with the school team and under the guidiance of the head coach/PE teacher Mr Khoo. He was a nice teacher and coach. He emphasised lots on physical trainings and drills. After about two trainings, I felt so inferior to the other players. All of them had really good skills and basics not to say their fitness was better than me as well. Plus the fact that we trained in indoor court with less oxygen circulation, some of the guys who couldn't get the training vomitted. I was lucky enough to only get giddy spells. Nevertheless I decided to quit after two trainings. During the first three months, Mr Khoo asked me to reconsider going back to train with the team, stating that I have the potential and there's no harm trying it out. But I held it back quite a number of times as I still didn't feel comfortable being in a strong squad. Sad to say that after the posting results were out, I didn't get into SAJC and all my secondary school classmates were pushing me to appeal for re-entry into SA. Somehow there was still a part of me which wanted me to try out for basketball. In anyway that was one of the reasons for me to choose SAJC. With that, I went to Mr Khoo and told him that I was interested in rejoining his team. To my surprise he was quite nonchalent about it but I could understand as there were quite a few basketballers who wanted to appeal back to SA through basketball. I was again lucky enough to get accepted by the principal as she preferred students from Nanhua secondary school. So that was how I got back into SA and Saints Basketball team. I dropped to 3 A levels subject and put my heart and souls into the trainings. Had some greatest fun training with the mates. People like Sean, my primary school best buddy whom has lost contact with me until coming to SA, Kangquan my captain, Hanxin the monkey, Max the buaya, Yuxing the yandao shooter from RV, Alex the ah gua shuai ge, Guoxiong the big size bully! and plenty of other guys and seniors who have given me lots of encouragement and guidiance. Sad to say I was "forced" to play as post players as we had a shortage of tall players for my batch, there goes the chance to shoot and further my cutting skills. On a hindsight, maybe it's not the fault of the situation but maybe it's really because I was good enough in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the december holidays, we went to Thailand and Hongkong for our basketball training tour. In the first match against one of their high school students, the startes were trailing 11-0 and I was sub onto court. On the first attack, I've managed to spin past my low post opposition and scored a baseline jumper shot. Subsequently I managed quite a few offensive rebounds as well as the defensives ones. Althought it was disappointing to hear the coach telling the team that "even yaozong can score, I don't believe you guys cannot!?" but there was encouraging comments from the a senior girl that "SA has a good centre in yaozong..." Maybe she was just being generous but it was sweet enough for me. Just when you thought that was an one off case, in the last match against a Hongkong school team, I shot in a 3-pointer and he once again mentioned that we were lucky in that match as he said "even yaozong scored a 3-pointer today". Some said I had my best games for SA during the training tour, I could understand why as I was later injured and was unable to perform as usual when I was back in Singapore. Just about a month before the A' division tournament started, Mr Khoo called me up and informed me that I would not be included in the tournament team. I was deeply saddened by the news. I was sad because all my hardwork would be going to waste and somehow I couldn't show the school my ability...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, I never touched much of basketball until I came to KR. This is the place which rekindle my basketball career. I chose to come to KR because of my friends Yishu, Gerald and Tong Dee(although he phantom away). My SA senior and fellow basketball mates were both in TH and wanted me over initially but I sort of declined... I must say I didn't regret. Yes I would have a IHG basketball and handball Gold with me by now if I was there last year but I think that I wouldn't be any part of the glory. I saw how my friend become a fourth choice team player and subsequently a water boy, I wouldn't want that to happen to me. I don't like to watch from the sideline! KR basketball gave me really fond memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first IHG basketball match was against EH, I was Jieming shadow and it was not until fourth quarter when JM was in some foul troubles that I got to play. We were leading back then and I got quite a few free throws to convert in that match. I must say EH supporters gave a really good atmosphere for me experience how noisy and disruptive a highly supported competitive match can be. They were making noise all over the place, with sands in the bottle, they really made the whole place rockz! I shot the first free throw "air" but was able to convert a 50 % free throws rate for the 10 free throws I got in that game. We lost in OverTime eventually but that's another story for another day...I didn't managed to play in the second match against KE7, for that was an easy match and Capt Cailong decided to field the people who didn't played in the first game. Against TH in the Semis...they were class above us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the post IHG04/05, Cailong jio-ed me and wilson to join this "Uncle" team for Singapore B division tournament. I must say it was an eye opener for me. This team comprise players in their 30s and still playing basketball as though they were 17-19s. That's when I told myself there's no such thing as "wo lao le" as these uncles were definitely lao le and still able to perform at the top level. I was only there to learn and they were kind enough to let me play 2-3 minutes for most of the matches. I gained quite a bit from them and the most important thing, there's no such thing as "too old" for a sportsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's IHG05/06, had TH in the first game. We had the game to them in the first quarter but somehow we couldn't managed to contain their 3-point shooters and ya know the results...however I was quite glad with my personal achievements as none of the shooters had a 3-pointer that passed me and got in. To top it up, I made their fastest player Panda to commit a "travelling" on his fastbreak. Nice :) In our second match, KE7 was a much stronger team than last year, they consist of some great shooters and post players plus a M'sia state player. It was a game of trash talking as the KE guys brought the game to us, it was not until the 4th quarter that we managed to pull away and secured a victory. As for the Semis...ya it was already mentioned in the first paragraph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite sad to say that I don't really have the passion for basketball again...maybe because of the injuries and countless disappointments I had. I wanted to win something in basketball with my own abilities...but it seemed unreachable. From leading my class in inter-class to school level then to Block level and eventually Hall level, I was always unable to push myself or the team beyond the potential. Maybe it's just not my sports. It's time to move on. And I will remember what Mr Khoo told me before, "I will not encourage my son to play team sports like basketball as it's a game which needs the commitment of all individuals...not only oneself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;K...this is the edited part. After much pursue from DM Hon, I decide to include the BEST match of my life in this last part here. It was my first IBG match in the season 04/05. Our team was strong, comprising the Hon brothers- Hon Hon and Hon Jie, Ron, Wilson, Me and Junjie. Up against B block, we are against a legend of his own, Cailong. I have heard about him since JC, as he was legendary the only guy in NJ who scored 80 % of their points. The match was closely contested as both teams were on par for the first 3 quarters until the last one when Hon decided that we double team against Cailong, the guards involved - the Hon brothers. There was even at one point of time we tripled team against them with Junjie involved. I even came out with a name for that in the post match, the VJ triple team as all three of them were VJ players of different years. The defense was effective as we made them commit numerous turnovers and I rememberd I ran fast breaks like never before, combining superbly with Hon and Honjie at times. As what Hon mentioned in the comments page, I had this one good piece of fastbreak passed by him and I converted the two points with a foul IN! Sweet...really sweet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To me it was a superb win against a team with a legend and some good players in Huihu and...Huihu only. But I could feel that to Hon, it meant hell of a lot to him. Maybe because he's never beaten the team with Cailong before and this made it even sweeter being his final year. I was told by him that Huihu even had tears in his eyes when they shook hands, as Huihu was left speechless after the match. We failed eventually in the finals against the same team, our gameplan backfired and we just didn't have a backup guard as Junjie was injured, and we focused too much on Cailong which led to fringe players getting in TYCO and easy baskets. I was made popular in that match as well, but sad to say for very wrong reasons. I screamed at this senior (eventual B block head) Eeyang for his countless pullings and shovings of my teamamtes. It snapped when he floored Ron to ground and I just went up to him and shouted..."*****" only those involved that day will remember what I said to him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once again, thanks Hon, thanks E block, for the beautiful basketball that we once played. I hope E block will one day win the bloody IBG and I mean IBG not some CBG basketball title.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113687059735327107?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113687059735327107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113687059735327107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113687059735327107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113687059735327107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-competitive-basketball-game.html' title='Last Competitive Basketball Game'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113672598478187607</id><published>2006-01-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:15:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Organised Event</title><content type='html'>Tonight will mark the last night of this short 5 weeks holidays. I really dread the feeling of waking up for lessons again but I guess that's the life of students ya? It's discipline. I always believe that education is not just about results, the discipline to wake up for lessons(even if you sleep during them) is something that is learned since primary school. Imagine the scenario of you stepping into the working world next time and lack this discipline of waking up? I don't think the employer will let you go as easily as the teachers do in school ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night we had a Semester Start BBQ. It's sort of organised by me, of course with the help of my dear block head Mr Ron Koh. I thought of having one a week ago, considering that it's a nice thing to have before the start of a hell semester and also I've never come up with anything for my brothers and some of the people I respect in Hall. Brothers - WilZ, Ron and JaNICE (Sister) are part of Brotherhood, the respected lots - Hon(never come!), Tootall, Yow, Ken, Hantu (although you didn't eat but glad that you came) and Jieming(the only non-Eguana :P) were invited. I must say the weather is great for BBQing, even though it's drizzling. The food was SUPERB I thought. All of us had the most filling BBQ we ever had, at least for me! The evening was topped it up by some cool chilled beers and nice mixtures of alcohol. (just maybe lack the wine!) I guess this event will be the first and maybe the last that I would organise before I leave KR for other endeavours in my education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading Yow's blog a while ago. He mentioned of the gains and pains KR has given to him. KR has given me plenty of pains and gains too. I must say I learned quite a fair bit from people like Hon, Tootall, Yow, Ken and Hantu. Yes, this is not the first time that I am paying tribute to these seniors but I guess my hall stay is all about them and my brothers. It's hard to let go of things that you once cherish but somehow the passion for me to stay in hall has faded. There are still many things in KR that disgust me, especially people. I am somehow who either fight it out or choose to leave. One of the reasons for me leaving the MLM company few years ago was because of a friend's betrayal and this time round, it's more of the management of KR. Don't ask me to justify my claims, it's just my feelings. There's not much warmth since the departure of the ex-6ers. The aquarium area has now become a tiny holy ground for the HK and many of the so called holy people only care about their clique. Yes, I agree maybe they will think the same about us, so let's say it's an unhealthy situation that's happening. "Hi-Byes", more of an akwardness gestures and for manners seek rather than warmth shown towards each other. As for those in power, seems that cowardness and biasness have all made them changed. For that I shall not say much as I am not clear of the situation. In anycase, I didn't really like him in the first place. &lt;em&gt;The chemical has spoiled his brain ;) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will...I know I will miss this place. I will miss the convenience, I will miss the independence, I will miss my friends, I will miss shouting and disturbing my neighbours and I will miss tearing for people and events that touch me. I will miss KR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Semester starts tomorrow and may well be my last semester here, feeling nostalgic but guess that's normal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113672598478187607?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113672598478187607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113672598478187607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113672598478187607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113672598478187607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-organised-event.html' title='First Organised Event'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113628172455982438</id><published>2006-01-03T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:48:46.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantoms</title><content type='html'>Just read an entry by a friend on his blog ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"a friend was commenting about the "phantom club" over a gathering recently. i'd guess he probably meant it as a joke, but it certainly wasn't at all humourous when u experience first-hand the degree of awkwardness and pressure associated with being a "phantom". for those not too familiar with hall colloquials, a "phantom" is a label conveniently attached to one who does only 3 things in hall -- eat, shit and sleep. n i really mean these 3 things _only_. as with all sorts of labelling, its nature is segregatory, and almost derogatory to an extent. aims to:1) classify for easier cognitive effort2) accuse for not contributing to the hall3) bitch about for conversation purposesi used to be really active in hall after orientation. got into the committee for the drama club, coordinated a couple of performances wrote scripts and directed, woke up at unearthly hours to train for ibg and played quite a number as well, painted a giant banner for the block, took part in activities, turned up for meetings etc... until i realised hall was eating too much into my life. i wanted some back. but it wasn't easy, when there are certain expectations tagged to u already.one of my greatest worries then was studies. surely i came uni not just to play but to study as well ya? especially when it was the first term, i wanted to start off on the right foot. some mistakes are irreversible and i didn't wanna take my chances. camped at the library to catch up on work that lagged behind, and took a break from hall. but sometimes i feel in hall, either u're "in" or u're "out", u can't put ur foot halfway thru the door and expect welcoming hugs and standing ovations. the longer i stayed out of hall, the further i felt from it. people stop including u (quite naturally i fully understand). it doesn't really help when most pple in hall are last minute workers and turn blind eyes to studies most of the semester. with the connection lost and priorities mismatched, it was telling of the result to come. the label "phantom" always felt uncomfortable. greetings were no longer "hi how've u been?" but rather "eh why so phantom i haven't seen u around for ages!". not from 1 person, but a barrage of them. eventually u get sick of giving the same answer "oh i've been catching up with work", "oh i've been busy with other matters". i'd call this negative peer pressure where instead of encouraging it becomes a form of teasing. it's a form of relational aggression if u ask me. so i switched off from hall completely, and eventually moved out. no point occupying the room and depriving a potential gungho hostellite of the space. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Something to ponder about...is it really worthwhile to commit so much to hall? Sometimes I guess the Hall gain more than what you and I gain from it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get a CAP of at least 4.5 this Semester! I have concluded by just improving is useless, I must do better than that! I don't believe my ability is just sub 4!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113628172455982438?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113628172455982438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113628172455982438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113628172455982438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113628172455982438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/phantoms.html' title='Phantoms'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113627162045255914</id><published>2006-01-03T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:00:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR FOLKS!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is a bit overdue, but it's always better late than never right :) Wishing all readers a HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great 2005 and I just hope this new year would be an even better one for me and everyone of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toast to our friendships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113627162045255914?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113627162045255914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113627162045255914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113627162045255914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113627162045255914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-folks.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR FOLKS!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113574901761150543</id><published>2005-12-28T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T13:54:29.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a good year 2005!</title><content type='html'>It's been a good year 2005! Simply because I have got to know you, jL. Thanks for the wonderful times we shared and the silliest things you did for me. Thanks for the love, the understanding, the patience and the chances you gave me to love you. Thanks for letting me carry on loving you. I Love You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113574901761150543?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113574901761150543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113574901761150543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113574901761150543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113574901761150543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-good-year-2005.html' title='It&apos;s been a good year 2005!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113526239782017793</id><published>2005-12-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:39:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Finally got my year 2 sem 1 results today. Must say I am quite relieved. Was still quite worried that I might fail my fluids, considering that I just wrote rubbish for 3 out of 4 questions. But then again I guess it's balance out by another module which I had total confidence in but yet got a below average results. Oh well, I am contended with this sem results, the best so far in NUS. I hope this will continue till my exchange to Sweden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year IHG preparation has been indifferent to me. I don't know. Maybe it's because I didn't really enjoy IHG in the first place as much as IBG, or it could be without the presence of the LaoLangs - Huan and Hon. I just don't feel the drive to really give all my time towards it. Having said that, I still try to give my very best during training, as I don't want to be seen as a loser. I may not be the best player, the strongest or even the fittest player on court, but I would say I give my opponents a run of their "money". Although I don't feel as much enthusiasm as last year, I still can't wait for all the matches to start. I can't wait to kick the butts of those oranges especially. Handball! It looks like I am not going to be in the first 6 this year. It's just not going to happen when I have missed so many training and just wasn't able to shoot from 9m. I shall contribute as and when I could. Bball, it's just those stuffs that I can do. Full stop. It's just IHG anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been good 4 years since spent a X'mas with a girl. I am glad I have a superb lady to spend with this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this start off the many white (colouful) X'mas that I can spend with you, jL. You are special =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113526239782017793?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113526239782017793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113526239782017793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113526239782017793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113526239782017793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/12/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113457345780235247</id><published>2005-12-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:17:37.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult Person</title><content type='html'>Am I a difficult person to work and play with?&lt;br /&gt;I must improve my working style.&lt;br /&gt;I must improve my playing style.&lt;br /&gt;I must improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ain't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss jL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Nikki, I will get a life. PS2 Time~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113457345780235247?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113457345780235247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113457345780235247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113457345780235247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113457345780235247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/12/difficult-person.html' title='Difficult Person'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113397936271379688</id><published>2005-12-08T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T02:32:50.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilz Miss Me...</title><content type='html'>Wahaha...I just got a shock! Was chatting with WilZ over msn regarding Hall Production Ticketing stuffs...then he suddenly said this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/wilzmsn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/wilzmsn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wilz conversation &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend miss me...but does KR? I would definitely miss my friends come next year this time, when I would be busy preparing for SEP to Sweden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday attachment back to airforce has really be tiring... It is bad...I am really in no mood to work again. Think I am just working for the sake of money, there's no passion in whatever I do and worse still I am feeling fat! I need to get back to training with the IHG teams real soon, if not I can really join the PANG PANG JOY CLUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my Baby for 4 days... I miss you jL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: photos of my Genting trip has been uploaded into my photolog! -----&gt;&gt;&gt; click on the link at the side bar ya ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113397936271379688?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113397936271379688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113397936271379688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113397936271379688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113397936271379688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/12/wilz-miss-me.html' title='Wilz Miss Me...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113327505688041292</id><published>2005-11-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:45:55.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER OVER OVER OVER OVER OVER!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesh! 6 OVERs for 6 finished modules for this semester! Yet another semester has passed and I survived or had I? Class and Exams are over but the results are not out yet...and I am trying to be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declared phantom at the start of the semester. I've dropped many things I wished to experience, for example, block head, JCRC and maybe some other things in hall. Yow was telling me not to regret my choice and to really work towards my goals. I hope I didn't. As of now, I didn't. I feel that Ron is really doing a good job if not a great one. Of course there is still room for improvement but ya there's always one. Other than that, I don't think I would be able to manage so many things with the amount of studies I need to do, not to say the difficulty of those blardy 3 MCs Engin Modules. Oh well, it's been a good semester for me. I would really like to thank my Hall friends for showing support to me and understanding my concern. Janice, Ron, Wilson, Yow, Mingui (think it's the first time I actually typed out your name) and Kendrick (yes full name again! :P) , THANK YOU ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you are not forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me brag to all of you what my Dearest Baby did for me during exams. She gave me encouragements, listened to me whine, withstanding my nonsenses, made drinks for me, sayang me, bought lunch and supper for me and lastly CLEANED MY ROOM for mE!!! Yes, I am going to get flamed by all of you. HOW COULD I LET MY GF CLEAN MY ROOM?!?!! That's just how good my Baby is and how pampered and spoilt I am by her already :D THANK YOU BABY! I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I've experienced some pretty funny encounters during the whole exams period. More like things that happened before every single papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1. DYNAMICS OF INTERPERSONAL EFFECTIVENESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before: Nothing happened. Added in for the sake of discussion below :P&lt;br /&gt;Results: Ok lah. Arts module leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. FLUIDS MECHANICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Before: Saw someone that I shouldn't see or didn't want to see. The person got a new haircut...but ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Results: I had a super BUANG paper. Praying not to dapao now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. MECHANICS OF MATERIALS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before: Had a superb DREAM. :)&lt;br /&gt;Results: Not bad paper. At least I could do all questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. SENSORS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before: Got locked of my KR HALL room. First time! Paid $2 to regain entry. DiU~&lt;br /&gt;Results: Still ok lah. Could do most of the questions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. THERMODYNAMICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before: My fighting fish died!!! Poor fish. Think it's my fault that it died...I am sorry fishy fishy...&lt;br /&gt;Results: Could not do 1.5 questions. Hoping for the best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many first time encounters during the whole exams period. Not a bad way to prepare for the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guess I should end it off here. Gonna get some rest and play...haha not really in the mood to blog anyway. Anyway, BRO, my heart goes with you. I hope you didn't regret your choice. It's been a once in a lifetime experience for many and as what you told some of us before, some things can always find a new and better one. See you back soon ya. ENJOY YOURSELF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all. I LOVE MY BABY, JUNLI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113327505688041292?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113327505688041292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113327505688041292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113327505688041292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113327505688041292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/over-over-over-over-over-over.html' title='OVER OVER OVER OVER OVER OVER!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113246800822617942</id><published>2005-11-20T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:30:20.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*** All~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the great benefit of all &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manchester United Football Club Red Devils Fans!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/400/F%20all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s36.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2SXNDGZEBZKOE34TUX1MUXVI2I"&gt;http://s36.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2SXNDGZEBZKOE34TUX1MUXVI2I&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click the above for download...eh...is this considered piracy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113246800822617942?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113246800822617942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113246800822617942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113246800822617942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113246800822617942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/f-all.html' title='F*** All~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113238897177743879</id><published>2005-11-19T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T20:28:38.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Cores to go...</title><content type='html'>Phew just done with my first paper. Dynamics of interpersonal communication. Paper was straight forward, the best of all it's open book. So there I was flipping through all the pages and wrote down whatever I thought was relevant to the case studies. As for the essay question, quite glad that Kel and I prepared past year papers, as there was this particular question that was similar to past years. Something about undergraduates' interpersonal relationship and how to improve it. Haha~ I am just hoping to get at least a B+ if not A for this module. Think it's one the only modules that I can do? But then again, maybe not. My writting skill is not that fantastic to score good grade, just pray that Vasoo is kind enough to award according to relevant points and not language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Chicken Little on PPLIVE just now. Oh ya, for those who still don't know what the hell PPLIVE is? Please go to this website, &lt;a href="http://www.pplive.com"&gt;www.pplive.com&lt;/a&gt; and download the software and you will know what it is. Not right for me to explain much. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORGANIC CHEM SUX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok that was written by jL. She just finished her paper and popped by my room. Oh where was I...ok can't remember what I wanted to write. But anyway we headed for dinner with Ken, his gf and hantu at Clementi. jL went back home to laze around while I came back with Ken and Hantu to mug for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... funny people left a tag... this is what the link shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Question&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Subject: Chinese language Category: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.google.com/answers/browse?catid=1601"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Relationships and Society &gt; Cultures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Asked by: scrtchy-ga List Price: $2.00&lt;br /&gt;Posted: 02 Nov 2005 18:26 PST Expires: 02 Dec 2005 18:26 PST Question ID: 588232&lt;br /&gt;In Chinese, which connotations does the made-up word "geeba" have?&lt;br /&gt;Some Chinese friend told me that it may mean something bad, so I&lt;br /&gt;wonder what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="answer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Answer&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.google.com/answers/login?qe_destination=%2Fanswers%2Fthreadview%3Fid%3D588232"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Log in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; to add an answer&lt;br /&gt;There is no answer at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Comments&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.google.com/answers/login?qe_destination=%2Fanswers%2Fthreadview%3Fid%3D588232"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Log in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; to add a comment&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Chinese language From: purplecloud1-ga on 03 Nov 2005 07:18 PST&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Morning scrtchy-ga!&lt;br /&gt;You've asked a good question.&lt;br /&gt;We'd need additional information before we could venture an educated&lt;br /&gt;comment for you. Chinese, as you may know, is a tonal language when&lt;br /&gt;spoken, so the meaning of any word in Chinese depends on its tones&lt;br /&gt;(your made up word has two syllables, which could be any combination&lt;br /&gt;of at least four tones). In addition, there are many dialects spoken&lt;br /&gt;in Chinese (Mandarin, Cantonese, etc) so it would depend on which&lt;br /&gt;dialect this made up word is spoken in. One final complication is&lt;br /&gt;there are several romanization systems used to transcribe the word&lt;br /&gt;into an alphabet-type language. It can be difficult to know which&lt;br /&gt;romanization system you have used. We might have better luck at&lt;br /&gt;commenting on your question if you could submit an audio file (like a&lt;br /&gt;.wav or .wma file) in which you or your Chiense friends say the word&lt;br /&gt;several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Subject: Re: Chinese language From: kl1985-ga on 03 Nov 2005 07:28 PST&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hey scrtchy! I'm Chinese, from Singapore. Maybe I can help answer your question.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading that phrase to myself over and over, and thought to&lt;br /&gt;myself, "What phrase sounds like that and has a possible bad(or&lt;br /&gt;vulgar) meaning?".&lt;br /&gt;Then a phrase came into my head. This connotations is not actually&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, but a Chinese dialect (Hokkien). The correct pronounciation&lt;br /&gt;is actually "chee bye", which means something vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;We use this phrase alot here in Singapore, and this phrase refers to a&lt;br /&gt;women's private part. So when you hear a Chinese scolding someone else&lt;br /&gt;with this phrase, he/she is actually swearing by a women's private&lt;br /&gt;part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Subject: Re: Chinese language From: ldcloud-ga on 03 Nov 2005 12:13 PST&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I don't think the comment of kl1985 is correct. As a Chinese, I think&lt;br /&gt;I can explain correctly to you. "geeba" is a vulgara word in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;It means the dick or penis in English, not the women's private part.&lt;br /&gt;That is a dirty word, same as say "dick" to others. That's all. No&lt;br /&gt;more meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Subject: Re: Chinese language From: nizhongmin-ga on 07 Nov 2005 05:20 PST&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;okay.erm ,first i think i can answer you .&lt;br /&gt;i am from China ,the southern China&lt;br /&gt;and it means "dick"...thats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Subject: Re: Chinese language From: kl1985-ga on 08 Nov 2005 10:27 PST&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;oh... so it isn't Hokkien dialect eh? my mistake.. heh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny meh???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113238897177743879?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113231998561395902</id><published>2005-11-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T21:27:32.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROY KEANE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Keane leaves Manchester United&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy Keane has sensationally left Manchester United by mutual consent, the club announced today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statement released by the Old Trafford outfit confirmed that their long-serving captain has departed with immediate effect after it became clear that his future at the club was untenable.&lt;br /&gt;The 34-year-old's representative Michael Kennedy met United chief executive David Gill at Old Trafford to thrash out details of Keane's severance, completing one of the most dramatic departures Manchester United has ever known.&lt;br /&gt;The announcement comes less than three weeks after Keane's amazing outburst at his team-mates during an MUTV interview so damning that it was deemed 'unbroadcastable'.&lt;br /&gt;Sir Alex Ferguson was known to be furious at the timing and verocity of the personal attacks contained within the interview and publicly rebuked his skipper prior to the win over Chelsea on November 6.&lt;br /&gt;Once the depth of Ferguson's feeling was known it became clear that Keane had no future at the club.&lt;br /&gt;A previous offer for a testimonial in recognition of the Irishman's 12-and-a-half years at Old Trafford has been confirmed in writing but Keane will not be at the club in an official capacity if he decides to take the offer up.&lt;br /&gt;'It has been a great honour and privilege to play for Manchester United for 12 years,' said Keane.&lt;br /&gt;'Whilst it is a sad day for me to leave such a great club and manager I believe that the time has now come for me to move on.&lt;br /&gt;'After so many years I will miss everyone at the club.'&lt;br /&gt;Keane had already cast doubt over his long-term future at United earlier this season when, in a live phone-in, he said he believed that his current contract, which was due to expire at the end of this season, would be his last.&lt;br /&gt;The statement astounded Ferguson and Gill who believed they had a verbal agreement in place to discuss the Cork-born star's future later in the year.&lt;br /&gt;Almost immediately speculation surfaced that he would join Celtic in the summer, and in their official statement United have today made it clear that Keane is now free to sign 'a long-term deal with another club to enable him to secure his playing career beyond what would have been the end of his contract at United in the summer'.&lt;br /&gt;While the relationship between Ferguson and Keane, which has proved to be such a bedrock of United's success down the years, has now been broken apparently beyond repair but the United manager, who breezed through this morning's media sessions without mentioning the dramatic developments about to unfold, was quick to pay tribute to Keane's contribution.&lt;br /&gt;'Roy Keane has been a fantastic servant for Manchester United,' said Ferguson.&lt;br /&gt;'The best midfield player in the world of his generation, he is already one of the great figures in our club's illustrious history.&lt;br /&gt;'Roy has been central to the success of the club in the last 12 and a half years and everyone at Old Trafford wishes him well in the rest of his career and beyond.'&lt;br /&gt;The last of Keane's 326 league appearances for United came at Anfield in September when he broke his foot late in the goalless draw with Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;The Irishman is thought to be close to a return to action although where it will be is now open to major debate.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout his many triumphs at Old Trafford since his £3.75million arrival from Nottingham Forest in 1993 probably his greatest performance came in the Champions League semi-final second leg against Juventus in 1999 when he virtually singlehandedly rescued United from the brink of defeat to steer them into the final for the first time in 31 years.&lt;br /&gt;His Herculean efforts came at a cost though as a booking picked up in the game meant he was suspended for the final, ensuring he missed United's greatest day in his time at the club.&lt;br /&gt;'During my time at the club I have been fortunate to play alongside some of the best players in the game and in front of the best supporters in the world,' said Keane.&lt;br /&gt;'At all times I have endeavoured to do my best for the management and the team.'&lt;br /&gt;Never one to hold back when he felt standards were slipping Keane's frustration at United's current fall from grace has been evident for a while.&lt;br /&gt;His annoyance is made worse by the knowledge he is no longer capable of rousing the Red Devils as he has done so often in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Although many of United's fans were in agreement with his damning assessment of the current side's qualities, most would also acknowledge his direct criticism of individual players crossed the boundaries of acceptability.&lt;br /&gt;It was left to Gill to administer the last rites on Keane's time at the club.&lt;br /&gt;'Roy has been a towering figure at the club for over a decade,' said Gill.&lt;br /&gt;'His dedication, talent and leadership have been qualities that have marked him out as one of the true greats.&lt;br /&gt;'On behalf of everyone at the club we wish him every success in his future career.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who replaces Roy Keane?Roy Keane's exit from Manchester United sparks the question - who can replace the club's most successful captain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• MICHAEL BALLACK: Different in style to Keane, but Ballack is Germany's best midfielder since Lothar Matthaus and would improve United. Sir Alex Ferguson may still need to find a ball-winning midfielder if he plumps for the Bayern Munich man. If the manager could nurture Paul Scholes into that role, then Ballack could take on the former England midfielder's attacking duties. Out of contract next summer, and potentially available for free.&lt;br /&gt;• DIDIER ZOKORA: The St Etienne midfielder is a tough-tackling Ivory Coast international, thought of as one of the best midfielders in the French league. Expected to leave his present club before long, Zokora would be affordable and he has been compared favourably with the likes of Michael Essien in some quarters, but a relative lack of experience at the highest level counts against him.&lt;br /&gt;• THOMAS GRAVESEN: It could be argued that Everton have not yet recovered from the shock of losing Gravesen to Real Madrid in January. Playing the same tigerish role as Keane has fulfilled so successfully, only Frank Lampard was matching Gravesen for consistency over the first half of last season. Vastly experienced and could certainly do Keane's job. Likely to be available, too, with the Brazilian influx at Madrid pushing him to the fringes.&lt;br /&gt;• GENNARO GATTUSO: Amazing to think, as he enters a seventh year as an AC Milan regular, that some remain unconvinced by Gattuso. Reported to have admirers at Old Trafford, the Italian is cut from similar cloth to Keane and never shies a challenge. After a year with Rangers earlier in his career, Gattuso has hinted at wishing to return to British football.&lt;br /&gt;• MANICHE: One of the stars of Porto's 2004 Champions League winning team, Maniche went on to further impress for Portugal at Euro 2004, but his move to Dynamo Moscow has been a disaster. 'I am not well, nor is my family. I don't like the country, I don't like the league and I don't like the weather,' he said prior to Portugal's World Cup qualifier against the Russians, infuriating locals. If weather is an issue, Manchester might not be inviting, but Maniche is among Europe's finest.&lt;br /&gt;• MAHAMADOU DIARRA: Lyon kept Diarra this summer but lost Michael Essien to Chelsea. Opinion was divided in France over which midfielder was the better. Just 24, the Malian began his career aged 18 with Crete before spending three years at Vitesse Arnhem in Holland. Claims to have turned down Arsenal and Inter Milan during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;• STEVEN GERRARD: Liverpool's captain refused the chance to join Chelsea this summer, and it was the allure of the club he grew up supporting which convinced him to stay. A move to Old Trafford is highly unlikely given his allegiance, even though he would be the ready-made replacement for Keane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soccernet.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;www.soccernet.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113231998561395902?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113231998561395902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113231998561395902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113231998561395902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113231998561395902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/roy-keane.html' title='ROY KEANE'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113230592671701913</id><published>2005-11-18T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T17:26:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think I should just re-learn living in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113230592671701913?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113230592671701913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113230592671701913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113230592671701913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113230592671701913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/re-learn.html' title='Re-Learn'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113216489997723308</id><published>2005-11-17T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T02:22:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking COCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; Looking for study break entertainment? You have just come to the right blog! To re-emphasize my blog name! I shall talk about COCK! Yes~ Not the cock and bull story, but COCK! Man's reproductive organ! (or pee-ing organ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some photos of how some Japanese WORSHIP COCKS! Wahaha as incredibly as it sounds, the Japs really do such stuffs! It's called Hounen Matsuri Festival (pronounced "hoe-nen matt-sury")"bountiful year" festival, otherwise known as the "fertility festival"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy peepz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/jap1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out that flag!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/jap2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What are they holding?!?!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/jap5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you think hugging a COCK is not enough......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/jap3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Put it on the NOSE! Ewww&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/jap4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, even the kid gets to touch "it" =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113216489997723308?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113216489997723308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113216489997723308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113216489997723308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113216489997723308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/talking-cock.html' title='talking COCK'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113209484316714296</id><published>2005-11-16T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T06:47:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CORNfidence!</title><content type='html'>Why is it so that I still don't feel the confidence which I desperately need before exams? I've been studying for quite a bit now but I still lack the key element which is so essential for students! I need to find it, I need to get it, I must fight for it! I can't afford to drop further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I study, the greater the fear. The fear that output may not be equals to input again. POOR Efficiency (= Desired output/ Required input).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, my mood has been getting erratic again. Apologies to all my friends who haven't seen me around, but I am really in a struggle. Internal struggle with my fears and restlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113209484316714296?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113209484316714296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113209484316714296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113209484316714296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113209484316714296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/cornfidence.html' title='CORNfidence!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113206556825222886</id><published>2005-11-15T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:39:28.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Five</title><content type='html'>5 Papers = 5 Worries = 5 Miracles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEK1006 MPE2 EH 138 19/11/2005 9:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;ME2134 MPE2 MPSH1-A 166 21/11/2005 5:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;ME2113 MPE2 MPSH5 149 23/11/2005 5:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;ME2143 MPE2 MPSH1-A 154 26/11/2005 1:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;ME2121 MPE2 MPSH1-B 538 29/11/2005 1:00 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113206556825222886?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113206556825222886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113206556825222886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113206556825222886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113206556825222886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/famous-five.html' title='Famous Five'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113180643263020978</id><published>2005-11-12T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T22:41:27.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to be UNCLE!!!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo~! My sister is pregnant! Yay~ I am going to be an Uncle soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;WoOhoO~!!! Heard my mum was so ganjiong till she went over straight after receiving the news to help out with my sister's household stuffs and took care of her! Haha~ It's really a great news to us all! :) I am really happy for my sister! She's such a role model to me... Scholar, happily married and now receiving her first baby at age of 28 :) Cool~!!! HeE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113180643263020978?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113180643263020978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113180643263020978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113180643263020978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113180643263020978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-going-to-be-uncle.html' title='I am going to be UNCLE!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113176997281309153</id><published>2005-11-12T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:32:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RON KOH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ron Koh! The only medalist for Singapore in the &lt;a href="http://auac.jnu.edu.cn/eng/news_view.asp?newsid=358"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1st Asia University Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; WooHoo~ Well done bro!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.      Chang Ming Huang, TPE-TCPE, 52.43m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      Wang Yao Hui, CHN-TPEC, 49.22m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.      Ron.K, SIN-NUS, 37.08m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113176997281309153?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113176997281309153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113176997281309153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113176997281309153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113176997281309153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/ron-koh.html' title='RON KOH!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113170384401320386</id><published>2005-11-11T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T18:10:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limkopi @ Linköpings universitet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really going to LIMKOPI @ &lt;a href="http://www.liu.se/en/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Linköpings universitet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;! Wahaha~ Missed out on Manchester...but oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113170384401320386?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113170384401320386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113170384401320386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113170384401320386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113170384401320386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/limkopi-linkpings-universitet.html' title='Limkopi @ Linköpings universitet'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113153558156445575</id><published>2005-11-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T04:48:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Warning to HANTU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read the title LMG! If you irritate me or jL anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch this space for RUMOURS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113153558156445575?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113153558156445575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113153558156445575&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113153558156445575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113153558156445575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-warning-to-hantu.html' title='Last Warning to HANTU!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113153173979208223</id><published>2005-11-09T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T18:22:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Submitted choices</title><content type='html'>So here it is, my submitted choices for SEP!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/1600/Choices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4422/1230/320/Choices.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113153173979208223?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113153173979208223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113153173979208223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113153173979208223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113153173979208223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/submitted-choices.html' title='Submitted choices'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113133833410698623</id><published>2005-11-07T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:38:54.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the Odds!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo~ SO Manchester United Football Club won the the tie against the Champions Chelsea. Sort of expected that. I was still figuring out how was Man Utd going to find the goal agaisnt Chelsea yesterday morning when I was out with Ken. But such things do happen in football and in EPL. KeLong you may call it. It's always the unexpected that wins. Just look at Everton, Wigan... SO does that means the revival of MUFC? Far from it... Despite scoring, Fletcher is still not quite in the same league as the 1999 Becks, neither does Ronaldo possess the cutting quality of Giggs. Yes he has his flashy cross-overs...but come on I think any kids in Singapore can do those stances, it's the end product that counts! Yes as what soccernet puts it, only Park and Rooney are showing any forms of being Man Utd Legends, but they have to start winning games and titles! Not by just winning important matches, they have to win against lower teams such as Boro and Blackburn! Ok, all these are repetitions of what NEW PAPER and Soccernet reports on. Shall rest my case. In any case, I am still very much a Man Utd fan, maybe no longer die-heart but still with a burning heart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just taken my 50% Engine  Visualisation and Modelling test in 25 mins! Yes a good 25 mins was given to decide our 50% of this module. 50 MCQs in 25 mins. It was like a game of speed. Even though it's an open book quiz, I can tell you that you better don't flip those pages, that's a trap to stop you from completing the quiz in time. I must say there is a great unfairness in this module. Students were given random questions, which meant that some would get easier questions than others, on top of that the normal time Designing tutorials marking scheme were erratic as well, some were being penalised for mistakes which were left unpunished for others. Oh well~ can only cross my fingers and legs(too pussy) and pray for good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this lady, or should I say slut? at the bus stop earlier. Just when we were about to board the bus, she actually adjusted the top button and bra of her already low cut shirt right in front of me! OMFG. I don't know if that's on purpose or not. She better not. But in anycase, it's free show for us guys. SO there are women who love the attention of guys. Guys just need to pay more attention to them that's all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jL, you are still sexier than that "slut" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113133833410698623?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113133833410698623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113133833410698623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113133833410698623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113133833410698623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/against-odds.html' title='Against the Odds!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113114404592471273</id><published>2005-11-05T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T06:40:45.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entropy in my Sleep</title><content type='html'>Entropy is the measure of disorder or randomness. I am experiencing high entropy in my sleep now. I am tired but I simply can't fall asleep. Even if I managed to, I would be having some weird dreams that totally tired me out. By the Second Law, entropy can only be created and not destroyed, so does that means that my sleeping entropy is going to be on the rising curve? OMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I am overdosed by thermodynamics. Unproductive. Spent the whole of yesterday covering 1 damn bloody mechanics question and 1 topic of thermo...ya...entropy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...Blogging to pass the waiting time for breakfast. Read some people blogs...quite colourful and interesting, with tons of pictures. Too bad I am in hall, no access to my USB cable, if not I can post more pictures from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've managed to come up with the 3600 description of WHY I want to go SEP...more of jL helped me with that. What to do...I just suck in writting and languages. Thanks to all who bother to read all these broken language junks that I've been writting for the past half a year. It's really nice of you people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn~ I want to sleep!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113114404592471273?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113114404592471273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113114404592471273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113114404592471273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113114404592471273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/entropy-in-my-sleep.html' title='Entropy in my Sleep'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113109860475793454</id><published>2005-11-04T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:03:24.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEP University Choices</title><content type='html'>Here's what I selected for my SEP so far...&lt;br /&gt;Advice anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEP University Choices&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkoping University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Manchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Newcastle upon Tyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalmers University of Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iowa State University of Science &amp;amp; Technology&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113109860475793454?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113109860475793454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113109860475793454&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113109860475793454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113109860475793454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/sep-university-choices.html' title='SEP University Choices'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113093609954476856</id><published>2005-11-02T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:54:59.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competitive sports</title><content type='html'>I think I am not cut out to be a competitive player. Yes. A bit late in the realisation. I've been playing sports, both leisure and competitive for several years. Never have I been able to win something or achieve something in Team sports. Maybe I am not a team player or maybe I just don't have the extra cutting edge to be the winning factor for the team or whatever. In anycase, I feel I am getting old. Maybe not old and useless but defintely more and more injury prone and get tired more easily. I do enjoy helping players and guideing some of the younger players along, but I am extremely disappointed with my own poor performances. Especially so when I never seem to be doing the right thing. Guess my mental strenght is not strong enough to believe in myself and ignore others remarks. Too many remarks and tried to change too much always result in me being lost on the court. Ok, that's an excuse as some of you may say. Whatever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put some comments across to the team during debrief just now, but I felt that I didn't manage to inspire the year 1s. Wanted to tell him to fight on and show their potentials...but I felt that the feeling they got from me was...this senior was trying to pet talk and comfort them. Bleah~ Ken did a better job anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd. Yes, the team that disappointed me last weekend is going to play again tonight. Without the key players, the most senior players around would be Ruud, Silvestre, Rio...arh...hate to mention him. Being one of the best paid players in the squad, he has been making too much gross errors. 'Just because you are paid £120,000 a week and play well for 20 minutes against Tottenham, you think you are a superstar,' well said by Capt Keano.&lt;br /&gt;I think Fergie should just drop him. And wait for some KOK team to buy him up. Maybe Real would do that, or even Chelsea. Man Utd should have sold him during the summer. Yucks. Another mistake by Fergie. Maybe Fergie himself should go. Together with the useless Scholes and the old Keane. Let Giggs stay another year maybe. He's still a joy to watch on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A championship team has a pool of scoring midfielders. Even the Taxi Uncle can tell me the other day that Chelsea is not playing 4-5-1, they are actually playing 4-6! All their midfielders can score! That reminded me of the old Man Utd, when Becks, Giggs, Scholes and Keano are all scoring for fun. When Andy Cole can just bicycle from outside penalty box or do a one-two with Dwight Yorke. Just when they are off form, there were always Baby Face Assassin or OLD TEDDY TEDDY to count on. NOW? RUUD, ROONEY and....no one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said those things...I am stubborn enough to want to watch how they fair against some KOK French team. Like what Yishu said, they should get a good trashing. Basu said, they had already got one from Boro. My reply? They should get another one. Just in case they thought it was just bad luck last weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113093609954476856?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113093609954476856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113093609954476856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113093609954476856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113093609954476856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/11/competitive-sports.html' title='Competitive sports'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113069538449119353</id><published>2005-10-31T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T02:16:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEK 1006</title><content type='html'>GEK 1006. This got to be one of the slackest modules that I've taken so far in NUS. In fact I think it's going to be the slackest of all in my 4 years study. I doubt I would be having such an easy module again. But be warned. Having said that it's the slackest doesn't mean it's easy to score. So please people! DO NOT QUOTE ME SAYING GEK 1006 IS EASY TO SCORE. I don't think it's going to be that easy. With 3 case studies to analyse and 1 essay to write...how is it going to be easy for this poor engineering student here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I had great fun taking this module. Learned more about communication and realised that I am in fact a lousy communicator and listener. I've plenty to learn manz~&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer is "entertaining" He never failed to make me laugh with his favourite quotes such as "do not run people down" "you will run into trouble" ~ He would say those stuffs for like a hundred times per lecture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tutorial class(photo below) was superb too! There's no tutorial to prepare and it's not graded. Basically, you just go there to have fun. People may argued why bother to go when it's not graded? I can tell you that I attended the class for the fun and "de-stress" purpose of it! It's really fun to be with crappy people like Guoyang, this year 4 Mech Engin guy and the Lecturer, Dr. Vasoo. Of course there are also...some....wannabes like YS(shall not spell out the full name, just in case he read my blog) who is forever irritating some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/640/gek1006%20class.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/193/5801/320/gek1006%20class.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEK 1006 (slackest module of my semester!) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just almost done with my tutorial of 21 questions~! Glad to see that jL is getting better...although she's falling ill with flu and sorethroat but it's good to at least see that she's no longer suffering from the stupid itchy hives. I hope I have provided enough comfort and help instead of woes for her. Alright, back to FLUIDS~ Yucks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113069538449119353?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113069538449119353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113069538449119353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113069538449119353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113069538449119353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/gek-1006.html' title='GEK 1006'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113060889610142867</id><published>2005-10-30T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T02:01:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loyalty</title><content type='html'>Loyalty has its limits... Fergie can have all the loyalty he wants on his seniors players...I have enough of Man Utd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to support a team with no spirit and pride... It's a complete waste of my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pui~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113060889610142867?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113060889610142867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113060889610142867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113060889610142867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113060889610142867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/loyalty.html' title='Loyalty'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113052395790732696</id><published>2005-10-29T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:29:31.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>I have this fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fear of having a brain freeze on the day of exams again. No matter how much I study these days, this fear keep surfacing. Maybe I no longer know how to study or maybe I no longer have the exams smartness or luck. Many victors claim luck comes with preparation...but I think preparation is a very general term...I can say I was prepared last year...but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...I just wish I can pull up that bloody low cap score in these two sems and hopefully get a place for SEP...I need to see the world...I need a break from NUS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have asked if I am staying on in KR after sem2 next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I was telling jL, I guess I am more or less fixed on going back home...I miss my room, I miss being spoilt, I miss my daily dosage of PS2...most importantly my parents are getting old...I am the youngest in the family and my Brother is 30+ so ya you people can rougly guess what's my parents age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have another fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear that jL is allergic to me...sounds silly but I really think she is...literally allergic to me. Baby, hope you are feeling better. I am sorry I can't share the itch with you...please endure it k...it will be over soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please heaven...please do not ill treat my Baby girl anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113052395790732696?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113052395790732696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113052395790732696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113052395790732696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113052395790732696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113034129445015472</id><published>2005-10-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:41:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy~</title><content type='html'>Arg...I think I still lack of confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lousy training today. Played badly on my part and just couldn't click with the team I played with. Sighz~ Just don't know what's wrong with me. A bad day of vision and shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Hall Production Business Exec interview earlier. I must say it's the first time I felt so small in an interview. Maybe because the other candidates were all so full of experiences and with good credentials, whereas I just know how to ... talk? I don't think so either. I can only crap I guess. Can't believe I said I have experiences as a leader thus might be able to contribute to the committee! Yucks~ If I were the Chairperson, I would never take this guy in manz! Oh well~ Looks like I can't get what I want this year. So be it. Might not be a bad thing. I can actually just enjoy the musical and jL's performance as a spectator. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113034129445015472?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113034129445015472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113034129445015472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113034129445015472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113034129445015472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/lousy.html' title='Lousy~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113023073798314648</id><published>2005-10-25T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T17:02:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fall in NUS!</title><content type='html'>Yucks~ I just had my first fall in NUS. I slipped while walking down from the computer centre slope from Engine Fac, tried to balance myself with my right leg but it slipped too! Luckily I am quite flexible as I twisted my body in order to fall on my left butt and used my hands to break the fall. As a result, I have two bruised fingers and a dirtied jeans on my left butt. Moral of the story? Never wear NIKE shoes! Never did I thought that I would fall on a rainy day wearing shoes! I always slipped while wearing my old Teva slippers but have always been able to gain balance. This time round? Shoes yes NIKE shoes failed me. BTW Hantu, that does not mean I am willing to give you the shoes now :p I still think I look good in it. Even if I don't, I will not give you, maybe sell? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, this is the NIKE shoes that made me slipped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planet-sports.de/images/products/l_dunklowred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.planet-sports.de/images/products/l_dunklowred.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, on another issue. I am thinking what's there to blog about these days. Maybe I shouldn't have made my blog known to others. I used to be able to bitch about anything and everything I like or dislike. But guess I just can't do the same thing anymore, at least not in this blog. Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still dislike being taken for granted. I am someone who wants to be appreciated. I am not such a goody holy giver like maybe Yow or Ron. I am by nature self centred and selfish. Airforce further taught me to be like that. It's a bloody vicious world out there. You never know who are your friends and I don't like to be taken granted by "friends". The least I expect from someone who have received my help is to say a simple thank you. But it seems like people nowadays just don't do that. I am just glad even though jL is so close to me, she still say thanks and appreciate even the smallest thing I do for her. Ok, shan't write too much on that, else people are going to infer things and blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg...test test test...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113023073798314648?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113023073798314648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113023073798314648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113023073798314648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113023073798314648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/first-fall-in-nus.html' title='First Fall in NUS!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113018172492829241</id><published>2005-10-25T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:22:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall...</title><content type='html'>I shall mind my own buisness and get on with my own life. &lt;br /&gt;I shall not blog about other people anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I shall carry on with being a self centred guy.&lt;br /&gt;I shall use my spare time to relax and study.&lt;br /&gt;I shall use other spare time to do things for jL.&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend time thinking of what I want to do when I shift back home.&lt;br /&gt;I shall make plans for post 4 years bond with SAF.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop all the nonsenses that I always create.&lt;br /&gt;I shall study hard and try to get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;I shall exercise more.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop playing sports.&lt;br /&gt;i shall rest my ankles and knees more.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just stop kaopehing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113018172492829241?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113018172492829241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113018172492829241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113018172492829241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113018172492829241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-shall.html' title='I shall...'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-113006706723887739</id><published>2005-10-23T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:35:35.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend with jL!</title><content type='html'>Just had a great weekend with jL. Think that really put an icing to the great 6 months that we are officially together and 8 months of knowing each other. It's really strange how in such a short time a couple can love each other so crazily. Some would put it as a honeymoon period or a crush period. If it is, then I think we are having a extra long honeymoon period and extremely long crush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jL cooked me dinner yesterday evening. It took her a whole day of effort to prepare and cook this superlicious dinner for me. I don't know how to describe the dishes and arg~ I forgot to take pictures of it. But I can assure you that it's one of the best dinner I've ever tasted. Although she thinks that I praised her cooking for the fact that she's my gF and she took the effort to cook for me, but that's never the case for me. I would never praise someone if it wasn't worth it. I am such a critical and mean person la! She also prepared this chocolate moose(does it spell this way?) for desert! Wahaha...that has become my favourite desert after the buffet we went with my family. Knowing that I like that, she also researched for the recipe and made it for me :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's really exhausted from all the preparation and cooking, coz she just fell asleep beside me while watching tv after dinner. Being able to look at your loved one sleeping is really one of the nicest things that can happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the evening mugging and took turns to fix her sister's jigsaw puzzles! She also helped me get the pplive software from her friend just so that I can catch the live telecast of Man Utd match!!! I am really a lucky man...blessed, really blessed to have such a wonderful girl in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Baby! ~May our happiness be guided by the rings~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-113006706723887739?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/113006706723887739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=113006706723887739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113006706723887739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/113006706723887739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-weekend-with-jl.html' title='Great Weekend with jL!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112984234908366947</id><published>2005-10-21T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T05:05:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 16 now 21!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm back again! Just discovered something shocking from my NUS mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who followed my previous entries. I had just completed this set of 16 questions FLUIDS Tutorial last weekend. Just when you thought that was a hell lot of questions in a single set of tutorial, I've just received the latest one. Yesh...you can infer by now the number of questions from my title. 21!!!! Yes! Bloody 21 questions!!!! WTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW IN THE HELL WORLD THAT THE LECTURER THINK THAT WE CAN FINISH SO MANY BLOODY QUESTIONS !!! HE THINK THOSE ARE 1+1 QUESTIONS AH!!!! TMD ^ INFINTY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERIOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112984234908366947?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112984234908366947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112984234908366947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112984234908366947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112984234908366947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/after-16-now-21.html' title='After 16 now 21!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112984108746933803</id><published>2005-10-21T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T04:44:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POWER Error!!!</title><content type='html'>I think I am really POWER! I actually spent or rather wasted two hours just because I wrote an equation wrongly! One of the variable was supposed to be POWER to 2 and I actually wrote it to the POWER of 3 and happily computed the values out which were all wrong in the end! As a results, I digged out all my notes and spent 2 hours on this stupid bloody error! Just when I thought I have to give up, my stubborness forced me to look at the whole solutions again. Then I discovered this POWER Error! I am really so damn bloody proud of myself! Pui~ Failed to a stupid careless mistake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the 5th floor open house just now was superb. The food were the bomb, so were the girls! They actually borrowed the guys shirts to wear it together with their short shorts! Haha~ What a way to welcome the GUYS! Hope that the next open floor by second and first would be equally good. No No! Don't get me wrong. I don't want to see the guys in their shorts and shirts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112984108746933803?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112984108746933803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112984108746933803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112984108746933803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112984108746933803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/power-error.html' title='POWER Error!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112979179984163007</id><published>2005-10-20T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T15:03:19.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out!</title><content type='html'>No offense to my sikh friends :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thatvideosite.com/view/456.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.thatvideosite.com/view/456.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/13820154-112979179984163007?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112979179984163007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112979179984163007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112979179984163007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112979179984163007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112977304817583693</id><published>2005-10-20T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:50:48.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...my dear friends, is it true???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112977304817583693?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112977304817583693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112977304817583693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112977304817583693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112977304817583693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreamy-me.html' title='Dreamy Me'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112965877167685995</id><published>2005-10-19T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:08:47.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Years of Friendship</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I chatted with someone on MSN for a good period of time. I've just catched up with this gal friend of mine for 12 years! Yes, 12 years! I've known her since Primary 4, when I was her senior prefect. She's the first girl whom totally captured my attention. I rememberd taking the same bus as her together and sharing unlimited afternoon conversations over the phone. It's just so happen that we were both in the same ECAs, Track and Prefect Board which really improved the chemistry between the two of us. Some of the things that happened were quite crazy. There was a period of time whereby she was angry with me for a good ONE month because I pushed her towards another guy. That was a really cold war month, she totally ignored me and didn't accept any of my phone calls. I rememberd chasing her close friend when I was in Primary 6, so that I could have the excuse to go out with her without any suspicion. (Yes, I know that's very unfair to the other girl!) Of course, all the truths of our actions were not made known to each other until much later. Like, she was actually interested in me back then and was thus angry with me when I pushed her towards another guy. She also later learnt that I was actually "using" her close friend just to get close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship continued on to Secondary school and JC days. Secondary 4. Yes, that's the time that I found out that she actually did like me before and was sort of waiting for me to ask. Although, she told me recently that she might not accept me even if I were to ask her back then. She felt we were too young to be in a relationship. Ironically, she later on got attached towards the end of that year. I was quite saddened by the news, as I thought I could very well be the one. Her relationship wasn't that enjoyable. The guy was demanding and ultimate MCP. He didn't give her enough freedom and space. It all ended quite unfairly when the guy became the unfaithful one after coming into Uni and getting hooked with another girl. I felt injustice for her and she has confided into me as a friend during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did cross my mind during that period of time to maybe try out our possiblities again, but I guess we were both concerned with our just-broken-up relationships during that time. It didn't take long before she got attached to this nice guy. From what she told me, this guy was the opposite of her first. He gave her space and freedom, but somehow my friend didn't feel enough fulfillment in the relationship and called it an end to it just a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me she's finding her purpose in life, the meaning of love and true happiness. She has this very close guy friend of hers whom they know each other since Sec. 1. They are each other's companion, open relationship you may call it. Maybe as what she said, they are too close to each other to get involved in a BGR that will involves confliction due to commitments and whatever. They are now just happy with each other's company and presence. However, she's feeling the love trap coming in for her yet again...or is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always this special connection between me and her. Maybe it's because of the duration we have known each other since young or maybe it's because of a different kind of love that I've developed for her. I no longer want to be her partner. Actually I've never wanted to and dared to. The main reason for me holding back all those years was simply because I felt inferior to her. To me, she was this perfect nice lady with good intelligence and genes. For now, I just care for her as maybe a brother, I wish her all the happiness that she may derive from this current situation and whatever that beholds her in the future. I am happy for her. She told me that she's happy for me too, as I was just telling her that my girl is just sleeping behind me and I am sort of watching over her sleep. She told me that's the most wonderful thing that can happened to a person in love. I totally agree with her. For not onlyI have a wonderful girlfriend in jUnLi, but also because I've overcome the first obstacle of getting myself a smart and intelligent girl with good genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112965877167685995?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112965877167685995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112965877167685995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112965877167685995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112965877167685995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/12-years-of-friendship.html' title='12 Years of Friendship'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112961626199185614</id><published>2005-10-18T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:29:09.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE WARNED! EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dedicated to my Greatest Discovery! Baby, I Love You! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee~ I know many people are going to make a fuss out of this entry again, especially hantu! But I am not going to stop showing my affections and love for the Dearest and most wonderful Girl in my life. Baby, thanks for all the patience and love that you have showered all these while. It's not been easy to accept and love someone as temperamental and emotional like me, thanks for being daring enough to accept this challenge of love. I may not be the best guy around or your Mr. Right, but I believe I will be there for you, to spend the most wonderful and difficult times together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy 6 months anniversary NOTI GIRL! =)&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/13820154-112961626199185614?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112961626199185614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112961626199185614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112961626199185614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112961626199185614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/special-day.html' title='Special Day'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112948603907779785</id><published>2005-10-17T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T02:07:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"   &gt;Your Career Type: Realistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/realistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are practical and mechanical.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in working with tools, mechanical or electrical drawings, machines, or animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpenter - Diesel Mechanic - Electrician&lt;br /&gt;Farmer - Fire Fighter - Flight Engineer&lt;br /&gt;Forester - Locksmith - Locomotive Engineer&lt;br /&gt;Pilot - Police Officer - Truck Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are social careers, like social worker or teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looks like I am in the right course after all? No more Masters of Fine Arts for me...Boohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, think an accident just happened outside my Hall. Heard screeching and Horning plus a loud bang at the end of it... Hmm...too lazy to walk out to kaypo haha~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I really got to sleep, else gonna fall sick again~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112948603907779785?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112948603907779785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112948603907779785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112948603907779785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112948603907779785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/career-type.html' title='Career Type'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112948463941671389</id><published>2005-10-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T01:44:04.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Me</title><content type='html'>After taking tootall animal quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crocodile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genera and species:&lt;/em&gt; Crocodylus niloticus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Collective Term:&lt;/em&gt; A treachery of crocodiles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crocodiles are lean leathery individuals with air of wariness that comes from living on the edge. But crocodiles are not always easy to identify, because their survival strategy is based on misdirection and camouflage. They prefer docile prey, so the more unwary their victims, the less likely they are to struggle. So beware the crocodile's tears, because although they run copious, they do not run deep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Living on the fringes of society, crocs avoid mainstream locales and prefer dimly lit, grimy hotels for their pursuit of food and entertainment. They ply their nefarious crafts by both day and night and are masters of disguise. Their ability to mask their true colors allows them to befriend unsuspecting victims, usurp their resources and then disappear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They do serve a useful service to society, however, by doing jobs that others find too unpleasant. With their talent for disguise, they are excellent private investigators, doing deep undercover work that reputable companies shun. Because of their ruthless natures, they are also hired by legitimate businesses as bouncers or personal bodyguards, and some enterprising crocodiles go into their own businesses as gang-members, drug dealers, hired killers and second story men, but all too often find their true calling as common thieves or conmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The children of a crocodile are not a happy lot, for crocs believe that children should fend for themselves. So by making life for their offspring as tough as possible, they are better preparing them for the rigors of the future. There is some logic to this cold-blooded perspective, for the crocodile's own childhood was so tough and its current outlook on life so dark, that its children need every inch of the thick skin bequeathed by their parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The croc's emotional range runs the gamut from A to B, and its idea of communication is a solid burp after a meal or snoring after sex. And as for listening to someone's problems: why bother?&lt;br /&gt;Life for a crocodile is full of deception. It's best to let it lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Careers&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soldier               Undercover cop Bodyguard         Bail bondsman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hobbies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambling           Hunting Fishing              Swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Famous Crocodiles&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Osama Bin Ladin, Charles Manson, Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, Al Capone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No wonder I am a regular...but I am not Terrorist!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait...I could be this too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Warthog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genera and species:&lt;/em&gt; Phacochoerus aethiopicus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Collective Term:&lt;/em&gt; A revolt of warthogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Description&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Warthogs are those seemingly self-assured individuals who are never at a loss for words. Their bellicose behavior dominates all aspects of their successful lives (ala Newt Gingrich.) Neither polished nor good-looking, warthogs have stumbled upon a unique combination of aggression and charisma and have adopted it as their survival strategy. Although these ultra-intelligent animals are self-centered to the core, they do have a few redeeming qualities that make them worthy of business partnerships and interesting relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Little pride is taken in their physical appearance and they are homely in both personality and countenance. Preferring intimidation and bluster in achieving their goals, they have little inclination to observe social niceties. Their distaste for etiquette also extends to their backbiting and manipulation, but they can be quite charming when the situation calls for it. With their uncanny ability to discern the motives of others, warthogs are masters at spotting weaknesses in their opponents. But as is typical of most herbivores, their swaggering behavior stems from deep insecurities. Hostility is a wonderful defensive tool, made even more potent when combined with a quick tongue and sharp mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's common for warthogs to be self-employed. With their self-discipline and strength of character, they are formidable business adversaries. They reward loyalty but have a vindictive streak for those who cross swords with them. Their tempers often overcome their good judgment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The warthog uses its intense personality to barrel into a lover's life. By saying the right things long enough to get its foot in the door, it quickly takes control of the relationship. As a lover, the warthog is usually selfish but will please its partner if it expects to receive something in return. Ideal partners are individuals that actually enjoy being dominated and the timid snake, cottontail and shrew personalities make for satisfyingly submissive sexual liaisons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There's an odd quirk to the warthog personality, for it will occasionally fall head over heels for its partner and act like a lovesick puppy. However, since the warthog hates the feeling of being out of control, it soon pulls itself together and resumes its boarish behavior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A conversation with a warthog can be akin to banging one's head against a termite-mound -- especially when, after pouring your heart out, you find that it hadn't heard a word you said. No one's opinion, other than the warthog's seems to count and constructive criticism is seen as a declaration of disloyalty. The warthog would be well served to influence others with respect and love, and not just by manipulation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Careers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Personal injury law          Mercenary Rug merchant                  TV commentator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hobbies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker                                  Hockey Confrontations                Gardening Football Gambling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Famous Warthogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dennis Franz, Newt Gingrich, Jimmy the Greek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..think I am more of a crocodile~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo Liao~ wasted my time cut and paste...editing and colouring the text...Zzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112948463941671389?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112948463941671389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112948463941671389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112948463941671389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112948463941671389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/animal-me.html' title='Animal Me'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112946244534732958</id><published>2005-10-16T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:28:16.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Healing</title><content type='html'>After two days of strepsils, China Lozengers, Honey, Barley, Sugarcane and don't know how many pills of Danzen (anti-inflammation drug) and don't know how many litres of water, I'm finally feeling much better. Stayed at home throughout the whole weekend healing my throat and solving 16 questions of Fluids tutorial questions. I've only managed to solve 11 of them!!! That is really low efficiency and bad intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also managed to catch a winning match by Man Utd, glad that they didn't spoil my weekend, maybe they got the news that I am down with sorethroat and thus played the won the match for me? =) I've also upgraded my tennis player in my PS2 by two levels up, I'm now rank 62th in the world. Played in both Wimbledon and Roland, both lost out to world No.2 and No.1 in the respective tournaments! That's quite an achievement lah~ If not for the lousy draw, I would have proceeded on to the finals of both Grand Slams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to reality. Took this &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/mr_udders/quiz.html"&gt;True Blue KR Quiz &lt;/a&gt;sent by tootall. I don't think it's accurate, as I answered mostly "phantoms" answers yet I was counted as a true blue Kent Ridgean! haha~ Watever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, just before I end off my entry, jL did come back to visit me on Saturday morning. She made a detour to KR before going off to bring her Dad home from clinic. That's how sweet my girl is. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112946244534732958?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112946244534732958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112946244534732958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112946244534732958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112946244534732958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/home-healing.html' title='Home Healing'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112931847572951823</id><published>2005-10-15T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:34:35.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Sick in Hall</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my 1 year plus stay in kR, I am sick! Down with flu and sorethroat. jL took care of me in the afternoon, making sure I was properly hydrated and slept well before she went back home to take care of her siblings. She wanted to drop by tomorrow morning (I mean later) to make sure I am ok and stuffs but I declined. Maybe it's the way I put it across to her, I can feel she's quite demoralised by my response. Sighz~ I really got to watch what and how I say things. After reading so much on Interpersonal Communication through my GEK, I am still committing such communication mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replied to a block mail earlier on. Didn't want to react to what one of the year 1s wrote, as I thought the person was just joining the fun of the topic and joking as well. But as the day goes by, I felt that the mail seemed to affect quite a few people. Thus I wrote a block mail with reference to that, which seemed to backfired as quite truly that person knew the truth of the topic discussed all along. Felt DUH and stupid. But well...another miscommunication on my part...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112931847572951823?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112931847572951823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112931847572951823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112931847572951823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112931847572951823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/officially-sick-in-hall.html' title='Officially Sick in Hall'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112927048731568440</id><published>2005-10-14T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T14:14:47.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duty and Loyalty</title><content type='html'>Jsut taken a quiz again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="scscs" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1070991709_DNiceSamuraiChugo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duty and Loyalty: You serve your purpose and do&lt;br /&gt;what you must do. People would consider you&lt;br /&gt;someone to rely on, and one who keeps his/her&lt;br /&gt;word when he/she gives it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/Which%20Characteristic%20From%20the%20Samurai%20Code%20Matches%20You%20Best?"&gt;Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112927048731568440?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112927048731568440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112927048731568440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112927048731568440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112927048731568440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/duty-and-loyalty.html' title='Duty and Loyalty'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112921926063143528</id><published>2005-10-13T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:03:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Seniors Supper</title><content type='html'>Phew~ Finally the Seniors supper is over. I must say I enjoyed helping out with this year's supper more than last. Perhaps I actually "cooked" this year. I can still remember I practically just helped out in the washing and clearing up of almost every suppers last year. So what did I actually cooked? Haha~ nothing fantastic. I just thought that BBQ Stingray would be something new for supper and yupz that's what I did for supper this year! Haha~ I must say I enjoyed coming up with a dish, it's like a sense of achievements in the arena of cooking? But of course, all these are not possible without the help of my dearest neighbour, brother, friend, teammate and BLOCKHEAD, Mr Elephant! He drove me and Shuqi down to Ginza market to get the Stingrays this morning before he headed off for his training. Later in the evening, he also helped me in marinating and preparing the Stingrays! Bro, you can be so wonderful at times. Yee~ Mushy. After getting the marinating stuffs done, I went up to prepare the BBQ pit and set up the fire and charcoal. It went quite well as the wind and humidity level was just right today and of course it was aided by some good pieces of charcoal. (Haha~ Sounding like some BBQ expert) After around 1 hour or so, I've finally BBQed all the Stingrays (think there are 30 pieces in total), with the help of Shuqi, Jan, WilZ and Elephant (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper finally started at 9.30pm. Half an hour off the official time but it's expected, as nothing is punctual in hall! Tootall, Chin and Ruiyi were invited back to join us for the supper, I must say Ruiyi has become really pretty! Her complexion is of much envy to most of us now. Chin and Tootall? Not much changes I guess? Ha~ With tootall still not good in cracking jokes and Chin still giving that WTF face =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootall flagged off the start of the supper after giving a F~up speech, as compared to his COMMAND DINNER speech, what he said was really craps! Alright, enough of him, so we all digged in to all the food prepared by the seniors. First dish that I attacked? Mingui and Ken's Roasted Chicken with lots Onion, Tomatos and Butter! Think that's one of the best dishes tonight. The chicken was soft and it smells really good. It's DA BOMB! Then there were Elephant's Pasta, which I've tried it for donkey times since last year, JzeSern's Seafood Pizza, which was really special and delicious, Cloud and Zhiyou's Baked Potatoe? Oh ya, there were also Mingui's two other dishes, Dumplings and Baked Rice, which were quite yummy too. I think this Hantu can really cook. (tsk too bad he's leaving...tmd!) Then come to my Stingray! ARGH...Think I've over BBQ them, some were burnt and quite dried. I guess it was because of the re-heating part just before the start of supper which spoiled the juicy ones that we had while BBQing... Nevertheless the general response was kind as they liked the BBQ fish. Who wouldn't right?! It's Stingray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say the supper was quite a success, as I feel all seniors played a part today as well as the first years. With the seniors showing support in various fields, from cooking till the aftermath clearing and washing up done by people like weijie, robin, elaine and rachel. I thought I saw a glimpse of JAckasS washing up too! Of course all wouldn't be fun without the support and showing up by the year 1s and the alumni. I guess these will be the things that I would miss if i were to leave the hall next year... which I think it's very likely now that I am set on going for exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I think I'm getting weak. I'm currently on the verge of falling ill, popped two panadols before Handball training and two more after that yesterday. And I've already popped four more panadols today, just to prevent myself from getting the ultimate flu virus! Anyway, jL was sweet to give me a surprise yesterday with a box of strepsils placed on my door handle. She's always full of surprises! Love it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some phrase I caught on TV the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"love means letting the person you love getting the greatest happiness"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think jL is really giving me the greatest happiness I could ever ask for =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112921926063143528?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112921926063143528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112921926063143528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112921926063143528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112921926063143528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-seniors-supper.html' title='Great Seniors Supper'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112897030938766939</id><published>2005-10-11T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T02:55:24.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I say again...this is my blog!</title><content type='html'>Continue from the title...and my blog is 99 % dedicated to my girl and our relationship. If you read the first entry, you will know the reason for setting up this blog! DUH MG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extracted from tagboard ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;vdr: u noe wat, if i were ever to have a gf, my 1st thing to do is to adopt wg's idea, start a PRIVATE blog with her... so the rest of the world can be spared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vdr: though i do confess dat im often curious abt them, somehow it makes their enviable relationship enigmatic... hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yZ: why should the rest of the world be spared? why keep the wonder of a good relationships? good things must share. right baby?&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/13820154-112897030938766939?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112897030938766939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112897030938766939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112897030938766939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112897030938766939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-say-againthis-is-my-blog.html' title='I say again...this is my blog!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112896946371927166</id><published>2005-10-11T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T03:35:27.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Quizes!</title><content type='html'>What a day of Quizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in shock in the morning, I thought I was late. But after checking with my clock, I was actually just 1 min to the alarm! Wahaha~ Nua on the bed for a few more minutes before decided to get out of the comfy bed! Went down for breakfast, surprisingly not many people were down, at least there were only like Lucas and Dinah from E block. So I happily enjoy my Nasi Lemak with the company of the two of them, for the first time I was actually quite early for breakfast and class. Met up with Long before we went for tutorial together. The whole class waited for good 20 mins without any sign of the tutor showing up. The whole class were like guessing what's the reason behind the tutor's NO SHOW. That's like the first quiz of the day lah! Guessing and guessing but without him showing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had vegetarian hor fun for lunch, felt sinful for eating too much stuffs and meats over the weekend with both jL's family and mine. It was really filling for a cheap $1.80 hor fun! Packed Green bean soup for jL, as she was still quite full with food that we had the previous day. Napped for a while before Long reached our Hall. Attempted Long's Mechanics Quiz (my second quiz of the day), altogether 6 questions in total and to be completed within 3 hours. We were joined by Michelle(Blur one...but then I think my other friend Mich also very blur...) later after her tutorial. Together we completed the bloody quiz in 2 hours plus. Thinking that the questions would be the same for the rest of us, I print screen all the questions from the IVLE...which was not to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon checking with my other friends who have attempted the Quiz, I realised that everyone would be getting different set of questions! WTH right! Firstly I thin it's so bloody unfair, what if some questions are more difficult than the rest...Arghhh. And secondly, I've actually spent the effort to print screen and helped Long did his, which had left me all by myself with my own Quiz! That's why buddy is still buddy, Long promised to help me with the Quiz. So I started my 4rd Quiz(why not 3rd? Read on) of the day, sending the print screens of the questions over to Long. Luckly, two of the questions were same as his, thus I just copied the answers that we got earlier. We were stucked at 1 question for good 1 hour but yap here I am now, completed my Quiz and happily blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the missing 3rd Quiz. That was of course given by my ever bubbly gF, jL! I was having block meeting earlier the night, when I came back, I only saw the door hanger at the door handle, which looked so darn familiar. For a moment, I was wondering how did this door hanger which I just saw in jL's car yesterday doing on my door handle...So I went out to have a second look, then I saw the surprise that she installed for me! A box of fried rice and soup done by her mum. I immediately checked my MSN, wondering how did it all happen, resulting in my Quiz 3! I checked with jL on MSN, asked her whether she's back in hall. She BLUFFED ME!!! She told me she's at home....which left me wondering who gave me all those food, which were in familiar boxes and the explanation for the door handle! However, my gut feeling told me it's from jL, thus I insisted on thanking her for the food. Just when I was going to the toilet, I saw her car parked downstair! Haha~ Then I realised what has happened. She has actually drove back from home to pass me the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, Even thought you insisted it's your mum's idea, I still think that wouldn't be possible if you were not willing to bring it over. Thank you my Dearest! I love you!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those were the 4 Quizes of the Day! Alright, gotta go try out some designing tutorials again! BooHoo~ Engineering sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#e0eeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"   &gt;You Should Get a MFA (Masters of Fine Arts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f0ffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/mfa.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a blooming artistic talent, even if you aren't quite convinced.&lt;br /&gt;You'd make an incredible artist, photographer, or film maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What Advanced Degree Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew I should have been in aRtS! ArGh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112896946371927166?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112896946371927166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112896946371927166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112896946371927166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112896946371927166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-of-quizes.html' title='Day of Quizes!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112878107200237704</id><published>2005-10-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T03:41:20.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys to my heart</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 1pm today, that's because I slept late yesterady night or rather morning... Studied a little bit of fluids in the room and on the bus...haha yes, on the bus! I think it's the first time in a long while since I do that. Waited at queensway mac for jL to go shopping together, agenda - my mom's birthday present. Chose a yoga mat for my mom in the end, think it's an appropriate gift, since she's quite into yoga at the moment and was just saying that she didn't practise enough the other day. Hopefully with this mat, we can force her to practise at home. jL bought a new pair of shoes, it's NIKE! No more addidas for her this time round. It has the same design as the one I bought before the Bling Bling event and ironically, her new pair of shoes is called Bling Bling. Well, it has to go with my Ms Bling Bling right! Ok, enough of Blinging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see my sinseh again at my neighbourhood. There was this Ge Tai going on just outside the sinseh clinic. Apparently, they were being invited by the boss of the newly opened coffeeshop opposite the clinic, to mark the official opening of it. The sinseh was bo liao enough to ask me watch the performance with him before he gave me any treatments! It's like I can say no to him!?!? Wasted about 15 mins listening to some crap songs, like 老鼠爱大米! I think the sinseh really wanted to watch the Ge Tai, as he poked all the needles at one shot today, instead of the usual case of back first then front treatment. Had quite a tough time of needle poking. Finally settled down, after slacking for like 1 hour plus at home. Just thought of blogging a bit before I set off to study big time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took another personality test, quite simliar to jL's, with a little bit of difference...=) In anycase, jL is the key to my selfish heart ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end the post, presenting the key to my heart . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/Image(542).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/Image%28542%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;culture night 2005. Male as lightings I/C, Female as the SINGER! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/Image(547).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/Image%28547%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunching with Baby! =) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/Image(555).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/Image%28555%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!!! The Evil gF forcing me to drink water... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/Image(556).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/Image%28556%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it..."raped" by water~ &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/Image(557).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/Image%28557%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic shot of jL! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112878107200237704?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112878107200237704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112878107200237704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112878107200237704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112878107200237704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/keys-to-my-heart.html' title='Keys to my heart'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112823922127328058</id><published>2005-10-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:30:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to play bball~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Originally posted on 2nd Oct 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, waiting to go back to hall. The birthday boy is going to throw a treat to e few of us. Suddenly feel like playing basketball. Somehow my passion for bball has died down after being left out of SA competition team back in JC days. Ya, I know that's not the right behavior of a sports person, that's why I never regarded myself as one. I never have the right attitude in sports. I should change it and I must. I want to play bball. I want to play more in this year's IHG than last year's. I don't want to just earn &lt;a href="http://italkingcock-photolog.blogspot.com/"&gt;free throws (*photolog updated)&lt;/a&gt;, I want to score beautiful baskets and 3-points. I want and I need to, coz it's getting increasingly likely that it's going to be my last IHG. I want a beautiful memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha BTW Hantu is DA BOMB! He's what I call a true brother. He is the kind of friend you can be dependant on when you are near death. I shall refer him as my new role model (less the ugly part of him) in E block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*update! Proof of the Treat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/640/Image(541).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/193/5801/320/Image%28541%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE treat! 44 bucks for a crab! No photos of the crab though :P &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112823922127328058?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112823922127328058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112823922127328058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112823922127328058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112823922127328058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/want-to-play-bball.html' title='Want to play bball~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112872316805821973</id><published>2005-10-08T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T06:12:48.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall Life</title><content type='html'>It's sad to see so many of my friends and hall mates suffering from hall life. Yes, Hall has it's fun times. Doing crazy things out of nowhere, e.g drinking sessions, talking cock sessions, counterstriking (althought I've yet to experience that) blasting musics to disturb your neighbours, shouting across the corridor to your great neighbours, having great fun on courts or fields during IBG/IHG trainings and the matches, flashing lights from the SOC(technical) room onto the stage to irritate the performers and KAOPEHING everyone else for the kick of it! All these brought great fun and memories to my short one year plus stay in KR Hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, like all things in the world, there's always a balance of equilibrium. With happiness and fun, there are bound to be sadness and sorrows, struggles and agony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen too many people in Hall committing too much into the activities here that they couldn't let go. Like what Bro YoW said before, Hall is addictive...once you are into it, it's hard to let go. That explains why I stayed on for FWOC 2004. My initial intention was to leave after checking in. I can still remember being assigned to E block without my friends, *Tissue and *Kaopeh Cho. To make it worse, my room was in a horrendous state, the previous owner was an Ah...N(sensitive, I don't want to be sued), curly hairs, dirts, soaps staining all over the place and the cupboards and even nails lying ard the floor and the bed's headboard. Somehow, I stayed for orientation. I don't know any of the people in the group, made new friends in Ivan, Xinli, Jac, Zhiyong, Ivy, Song, Joseph and many others who showed up here and there (Teckie was one of them). I must say I didn't really have lots fun during FWOC, but somehow I was attracted to stay on. Maybe it's the mystery that beholds everyday's events, the fwocers would always say,"tomorrow is very important, we have many fun activities installed for you guys...". Being a stubborn yet curious boy, I was bluffed into staying and I must say i stayed on just to experience the so-called fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the whole fwoc wasn't a superbly fun experience but RAG and FLAG was. I can still remember what Tootall told our group, why the final years are still doing this FLAG thingy, it's because they see the importance in building up the rapport between the Seniors and the Freshies. And so it was true that it's during this one day that I felt intergrated to the blog. Yes, to me it was this very day that I felt I am a Kent Ridgean (more of an Eguana actually), not even those fwoc or block initiation can beat this day. It was on this day that I see the TLC shown by all the seniors in the block, it's on this day that the seniors showed me that winning wasn't important (to those peepz who always claim E block is all about winning, BALLS to you!) but the welfare of our own residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Rag Day, KR lost, I teared (full stop). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic of being too involved and absorbed into Hall life. Till now I would always ask myself the question, what's the point of putting in so much efforts into this place? Seniors may claim that it's for personal satisfaction and for the others, e.g friends and juniors. But are you happy at the end of the day? If you are able to commit yourself well and lead a balanced life outside and with your family, then I would say yes that's personal satisfaction. Sadly, that's not always the case, I've seen many faced many various problems as a results of Hall. BGR, Family, Financial, Studies, Self-esteem, Confidence, Reputation, just to name a few were all damaged if not destroyed during their Hall stay. I am not saying commitments in Hall is no good, but at the end of the day, what's it for? I feel when the time is right to let go, you should let go. I am glad that some of my mates are letting go and I would advise others who are considering to it go too...it's still the old quote by my idol(this sem) "back to basics - think for yourself" and the new quote by him "life is about choices". Choose carefully my dear friends, my dear hall mates. Let it go when you know it's about time. There's really no point sacrificing your own happiness for a place which might just forget about what you did for them in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I should really go and sleep, else I am going to get a big time nagging from my Baby =) I love YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112872316805821973?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112872316805821973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112872316805821973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112872316805821973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112872316805821973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/hall-life.html' title='Hall Life'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112870347475842976</id><published>2005-10-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:44:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Add-Ons! MUSIC!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay~ I've finally decided to add music to my blog. Wanted to learn from my babybear but the one that she added to our blogpage was just a normal background music and can't really stream well from other source. Although mine is not perfect either but at least readers have the option to play the music if they want to hear it. Please bear with some streaming lag at times. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby posted a new entry in her blog as well. Got like 4 sabo photos of me in it. Don't think I would want anybody to see those pictures. It's like so unglam! (Himbo?) Hah~ Unless I get response from my readers to get her blog address, I shall keep it as a secret between me and her. But then again, I can't stop her from telling others also...hmm...oh no~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112870347475842976?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112870347475842976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112870347475842976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112870347475842976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112870347475842976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-add-ons-music.html' title='New Add-Ons! MUSIC!!!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112869927640269751</id><published>2005-10-07T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:34:36.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eunuch!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah..Eunuch is Hantu lah~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112869927640269751?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112869927640269751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112869927640269751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112869927640269751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112869927640269751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/eunuch.html' title='Eunuch!?!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112866344329765467</id><published>2005-10-07T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T13:37:23.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Blogging Type is Unique and Avant Garde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/unique.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit ... unusual. And so is your blog.&lt;br /&gt;You're impulsive, and you'll often post the first thing that pops in your head.&lt;br /&gt;Completely uncensored, you blog tends to shock... even though that's not your intent.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to change your blog often, experimenting with new designs and content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, something that's quite accurate =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bumped into my friend just now, she told me I look tired...but I thought I always do? Haha~ Watever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112866344329765467?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112866344329765467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112866344329765467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112866344329765467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112866344329765467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/unique-blogger.html' title='Unique Blogger'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112862108553898512</id><published>2005-10-07T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T01:51:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Baby~</title><content type='html'>No the title of the blog is not referring to Babybear. Baby is my Baby! My dearest lovely girlfriend, jL! Just when you thought she's already good enough as a gF, she walked all the way to FS 7-11 to get me ENO because I am suffering from indigestion again. I am really fortunate to have such a great girl and am in a lost now of why I deserve all these =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright going over to her room to spring surprises =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112862108553898512?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112862108553898512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112862108553898512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112862108553898512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112862108553898512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/lovely-baby.html' title='Lovely Baby~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112861550717344465</id><published>2005-10-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:44:36.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P*RN* Blog!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is not right and really PARENTAL GUIDANCE IS STRONGLY ADVISED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of my friend, here's the BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hazeldearie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://hazeldearie.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as explicit as you can imagine...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112861550717344465?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112861550717344465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112861550717344465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112861550717344465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112861550717344465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/prn-blog.html' title='P*RN* Blog!'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112858850383592213</id><published>2005-10-06T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:48:23.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaccurate Test</title><content type='html'>I am being Bo liao to have been taking so many tests...but this one that I just took is superbly inaccurate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"   &gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112858850383592213?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112858850383592213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112858850383592213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112858850383592213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112858850383592213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/inaccurate-test.html' title='Inaccurate Test'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112858681538951659</id><published>2005-10-06T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:41:00.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Guardian~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ebf2ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guardian (SJ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader.&lt;br /&gt;You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you tend to be polite and formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...not 100% true but generally I think it was quite accurate in describing me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112858681538951659?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112858681538951659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112858681538951659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112858681538951659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112858681538951659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-guardian.html' title='I am a Guardian~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13820154.post-112853297205251585</id><published>2005-10-06T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T01:22:52.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Bear is DA BOMB~</title><content type='html'>Wahaha~ The best gift of this year's Carebear-Gummybear game?! To learn a new HTML code! For those vivid readers of my blog, if you all rememered, I mentioned in my previous post about doing something special for this year's game. Yup that something is a newly set-up blog page for my Babybear and I. I thought it would be a cool way to play the game and we can actually send replies to each other as and when we want with the ease of the keyboards and mouse clicks to reach the other party. Things didn't go quite according to plan initially as my Babybear has two Gummie Bear, as a result, she replied her first intended message for me to the other Gummiebear or rather the other Gummiebear took that message. Thus I wasn't sure whether to carry on giving her letters or blog on the weblog, at the same time, she was waiting for me to reply as she thought the letter would have reached me. So finally, I ran out of patience and complained to Elephant and upon checking out, the reason was found out and both of us got to know what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what followed? My Babybear not only posted her first entry but also added pictures and scrolling text to the sidebar! Hee~ And so I happily copied the code and pasted in my blog and here it is, with changes to the picture and the text message, I have a picture and scrolling text to my blog! TaDA~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoHoO~ BabyBear RockZ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13820154-112853297205251585?l=italkingcock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/feeds/112853297205251585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13820154&amp;postID=112853297205251585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112853297205251585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13820154/posts/default/112853297205251585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italkingcock.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-baby-bear-is-da-bomb.html' title='My Baby Bear is DA BOMB~'/><author><name>jL-yZ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
