<?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-9182553730783508933</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:21:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Bryan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-5087040057533055786</id><published>2008-09-29T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:55:07.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Emo?  Elmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my perception of something I strongly believe in and this subjects to my personal point of view.  If there is anything I have not exploited in this, please do not say anything.  Anyway, I realised this is my first post in about 9 months.  But, something I think is worth posting about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Firstly, youngsters nowadays are commonly deceived by the fact of this feeling of being "emo".  But you may ask what exactly is that.  Well, I can tell you, it is a common misconception.  The word "emo" comes from "emotional", but are two totally different meanings altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emotional means being affected by your emotions, which are clearly defined as --&gt; a mental state that arises spontaneously rather than through conscious effort and is often accompanied by physiological changes; a feeling: the emotions of joy, sorrow, reverence, hate, and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From my point of view, this "emo" situation that youngsters always blog about, talk about, and "feel about", is all about a physological state of mind.  With the advancement in technology and the growing number of people globally using the internet, with figures rising to a staggering 1.4 billion people accessed to the broadband internet worldwide, it is uncommon to see teenagers not utilizing the internet.  Now, the problem lies here.  With the internet, various teenagers, with states of minds that are actively being nourished by their education, but the problem is that some of them have not reached that level of maturity yet.  To perceive things in such a way that being "emo" is not about being emotional, but it is actually a stupid state of mind that is an "illusion" because of the increasing number of youngsters on the internet claiming that they have this "emo" state of mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you can see, many youngsters are now calling themselves "emo-kid", I am emo ... and all kinds of nonsense like that.  The thing is, they cannot tell the differences between feeling stressed up like adults do because they have not reached that level of maturity and that age, to what is somewhat of an internet phenomenon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me tell you, that the thing about being "emo" is just a state of mind because they want their peer's attention, and its not because that they are stressed and such like that.  The increasing number of people calling themselves "emo" are not subjected to teenagers, but the fact is various primary school kids are now telling people that they are having this state of mind.  If you remind yourself of your primary school days, how stress-free you could be if you were an adult now.  Come on, would a primary 5 student or a primary 6 student have 1/10 of the stress that adults face.  Well, I am not an adult now, but adults face all kind of difficulties such as stress from work, monetary and budget allocation, and they still have to feed their familes and enjoy themselves.  What a primary students just needs to do is to study, and what they do besides studying, play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This illusion of being "emo" is a psychological state of mind that one just wants to grab another's attention.  I meet people who claim that they are "emo", and they look perfectly normal, perfectly fine.  The thing is, what they claim in their websites and blogs are of completly different.  You've got things like: This world is rubbish, how I wish I could die, I give up hope on living....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And because of these, it influences the rest of the people.  These people just want to look cool on the outside, trust me.  That is because they just want your attention.   And now, more problems surface such as bad temper flares, etc. etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why get influenced by these people... You see, its all a lie.  Being "emo" is nothing compared to what adults face.  Come on, accept the fact that being "emo" is just being plain stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God created man, and what he wanted man to do was to worship him.  But the world nowadays are moving on to these misconceptions and illusions that they stray aside from God.  Why in the world did God create life, why in the world did he die on the cross, its all for mankind.  And you still state that life is not precious, life is stupid, I love being what I call "emo"... nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently, many teenagers, being influenced by the internet, the media, turn to suicide, turn to flaring anger on their parents, turn to cutting their flesh, all because of these influences, and their level of maturity have not risen to that point of being able to know what is right and what is wrong.  Often you see teenagers claiming on their blogs that suicide is their only way..... lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I can conclude about what I just mentioned is do not love the world, and the nonsense that these people sprout.  Love life, love love, love others like yourself.  Do not succumb to nonsense such as being "emo", no, you are not even feeling a pinch of what you define as stress in the working life.  Reflect upon yourself, and you would notice that feeling "emo" is just being plain DUMB..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thats all I got to say....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you know what i mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-5087040057533055786?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/5087040057533055786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=5087040057533055786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5087040057533055786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5087040057533055786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2008/09/being-emotional.html' title='Being emotional'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-513235668710064197</id><published>2008-01-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:41:28.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 24 January 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thursday January 24 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boring day, with nothing interesting to blog about 2dae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boring day with a boring start.  Started off with bio.  Bla bla bla, active transport, diffusion, osmosis?  Its ranting for 1 hour.  How many times did she used up all the space of the whiteboard and had to erase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh ya, btw, the classroom was nicer than ever.  Sorry, abit misunderstanding there at the previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PC was about the career week.  I was wondering where is the managing and directing while garrick was bemused by the fact that there was no choice for politics.  There was quite a number of ppl who voted art and entertainment.  Woah, I din noe art was so well liked.  Well, its not that I hate the subject art, I hate visual art and I am fine with acting or digital art.  Its just that ppl always say art as in visual art and as in drawing and colouring and painting.  I think I am gonna vomit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maths was nothing.  Going thru 1.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, there was the recess agn, taken by Peter Tan.  Argh, muz lag for all recess until b4 valentine b4 he go for reservice.  Argh.  Humans makes mistakes right.  My first time not handing in his work and he scolds me ( ok maybe us ) like some badboy gangster?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was the NPC crime prevention ( again...) for assembly.  In the end, I still ove the video.  Got Satay Party!  Garrick muz be elated.  The acting was good.  And their "ke belakang pusing" in a squad was holy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Conversational Malay, quite fun but boring at the same time.  Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was 3 period english and I was about to die juz now.  I think becoz of the lack of sleep, I kept yawning and tears were coming out from my eyes.  Argh.  3 periods english, how torturous izit!  And, the thought of 3 periods Chinese tomorrow makes me wanna faint.  Bah, anyway doing acting 2moro.  I dun have any script yet.  Nobody bothered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was MSP and after MSP I got busted by Bob for Factory Sealed.  BAH!  First time I got busted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went home and watched the Amazing Race 12 recorded from ytd night.  Woah, TK and Rachel won.  Ronald and Christina owned until the last road block about memory and Christina got owned by Rachel.  LOL, in the end TK and Rachel won.  LOL.  I love how they climbed the ice.  Salmon hooker wahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Helped do chores after tat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At nite went to do the Chinese Workbook and the descriptive writing.  I actually wrote about Singapore in the 2040s and about Mobile Suits.  Wahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am like so tired now, I am dead beat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye, I go read Artemis Fowl.  Its the 3rd book my sis borrowed from SAPS MRL.  Lol, I was gonna buy it.  Never mind then, I'll buy the 4th book and the 5th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-513235668710064197?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/513235668710064197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=513235668710064197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/513235668710064197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/513235668710064197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2008/01/thursday-24-january-2008.html' title='Thursday 24 January 2008'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-8007965914258275988</id><published>2008-01-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:29:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 23 January 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wednesday 23 January 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sad, sec 1 never come in today.  They will be coming in next week for BB.  Argh, I tot that they will come this week.  Garrick say he can bully them.  Nope, I dun think we can pump them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Morning, PE, there was height and weight.  Garrick was like trying to compare with me hu taller.  I got 162 for height and 47 for weight.  YAY!  Increased in height but decreased in weight by 1 kg.  YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, I am still taller than Garrick by 2 cm.  He was cursing me like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr Liu showed his true colours by scolding us liek he was a DM agn when a lot of ppl nvr hand in the Chemistry work.  Anyway, his lesson later was quite interesting.  I like the way he uses imagination, make the whole class involved and do some funny antics.  Although he is quite strict lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maths lesson, direct propotion.  Quite hard at 1st but I slowly understood it.  It was actually quite simple.  The exercises were easy.  I am so not looking forward to the next chapter, inverse propotion.  Dun dun.  Tan Hy dun teach it 2moro.  Faint...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CEP was taken up by Maths agn.  Agrh, in the end only got 15 min for CEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;History was lol.  Teacher said Faquhar and the whole class laughed like crazy.  She oso said basket and told us that it was not vulgar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh ya, recess was taken up by Peter Tan coz he wanted us to stay back, argh, for 20 min agn.  In the end, muz chiong the food until like... I chomped the whole garlic bread on my way up to the classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BB was okay.  The CPR theory! %*^*$#(^)! Nobody told us that there was a CPR theory test.  In the end, all the qns I dunno how to do and I think I flung.  However, Garrick and I were the first to go to BB room to have our CPR practical.  We passed YAY.  Although I was a bit nervous.  Officer Darryl was testing us.  Muhahahaha, he was like strict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later, in the waiting room, performed factory sealed using a opened bottle coz I didn't wanna waste money to Ding Xuan.  And, OMG it succeeded!  YaY!  I luv Factory Sealed.  He was like checking the bottle like there was some hole although it was full with water.  WHEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PT, need to run 2 rounds around the sch!  Argh, of coz, I am last agn.  Obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At nite helped my sister do the ang pao fish she needed to hand in 2moro.  I was testing my rusty brain cells on the nag pao fish thing I learned in SCC 4 yrs ago.  It worked.  I could do the fish and its now a matter of fact that whether the Class Commitee wants to put the fish on the back notice board.  Heard that somebody screwed up the back notice board and disfigured the mickey.  Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope nobody reads this coz I may get beaten up 2moro.  I hope thats not the case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-8007965914258275988?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/8007965914258275988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=8007965914258275988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/8007965914258275988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/8007965914258275988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2008/01/wednesday-23-january-2008.html' title='Wednesday 23 January 2008'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-4106904084399845299</id><published>2008-01-22T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:57:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday January 22 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday January 22 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For once I find that summary is the worst homework you would every had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's this sec 4 midyear paper that was given by Peter Tan when he was not in class last Thurs.  It is so hard, argh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, wats more, for not doing the summary I got scolded by him 2dae.  Wat the... I dun really understand the passage till I read it 10 times at home before I did the summary at home at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, really nothing much, much less than yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As usual, its chinese lessons and cyf goes like some machine gun again.  We've got visitors from China and I took a glance at them in the Chinese lesson.  They were laughing.  LOL.  I think its because our chinese standard is too low its looks so easy to them.  Haha.  Maybe their primary 5 standard?  I dunno.?  But lol, juz compare our English standard.  I bet that when we go to China to attend their lessons someday we will find that their English is easy as abc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then, its Tuesday blues.  I mean there is no Tuesday blues but it'll continue from Monday coz there is art and music.  Argh.  Forget it.  I hate art.  Its the worst subject.  I will nvr take higher art, confirm, if not I pay you $$999999999 if I take higher art next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;History, nothing much.  Juz going thru the ans for the workbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there came Peter Tan.  Because never do summary, argh, got scolded.  Bah, my excuse is "no excuse" and thats quite a stupid excuse.  I think its worst than the excuse I only do draft nvr do summary.  But, honesty is the best policy and I have nothing to hide rite.  Anyway, humans make mistakes sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CNY deco is going great.  For the first time I am doing something.  We decorated the notice board behind with A3 sized light orange and yellow paper which costs 50 cents each.  Wah, so ex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We hanged something dangling things around the whole class and outside of the class.  Juz hope that no Nanhuarian would go and tear those things down.  We used $$ to buy de.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup, they ran out of light orange paper and so Garrick, Jack and I went to the big bookshop and bought those.  Bought a black cardboard too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woah, Daph and Jy, the mickey is so nice!  Wheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Argh, for the first time in 2008 I did my homework ( summary of coz + draft ) until 10.40pm.  I hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-4106904084399845299?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/4106904084399845299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=4106904084399845299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4106904084399845299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4106904084399845299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2008/01/tuesday-january-22-2008.html' title='Tuesday January 22 2008'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-1068525750812919123</id><published>2008-01-21T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:44:38.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday January 21 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday January 21 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG! OMG! After 3 days of practice I finally convinced my mother and sister that a coin passed through a bottle of mineral water full of mineral water which was factory sealed and haven't been opened before. For the first time I had succeeded in a magic trick that tricked both my mum and my sis. Everytime I do a trick it will always be thwarted. YAY! Finally I succeeded. Cheers for me! Even my mum did not suspect anything. BTW, for those who noe the trick dun reveal hor! And anyway thanks to Shang Kwok and Ellusionist for the best coin in bottle trick called Factory Sealed Coin in Bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally I decided to post because I had juz changed my blogskin and ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guitar guitar, yep, I finally can play the Simple Plan - Perfect on guitar although I am very slow. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today nothing much except that the Peter Tan decided to be a saddist and stayed us back for 20 mins. In the end, we only had 5min to eat. Argh! I eat until I almost choke, all thanks to Garrick ( lol ) and my inability to eat fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Miss Verlyn decided that today was the day she finally raised to the top of her voice and scolded someone. But her top of her voice is quite high in tone though. Makes it sound like opera. Wahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CNY deco after class as usual. Lagged in class to discuss till 3.30pm but could not go becoz I had MSP class at 4.15pm. Sad eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup, its another quite boring day with exceptions of succeeding in performing Factory Sealed Coin in Bottle to my mum and sis. That's way into night, juz before I posted this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And anyway I hope the misunderstanding in class can be cleared asap, though it looks like it has been cleared. Garrick, stop flaming lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye, go update my skin a while. I love Factory Sealed btw, its the best magic trick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-1068525750812919123?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/1068525750812919123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=1068525750812919123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/1068525750812919123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/1068525750812919123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2008/01/monday-january-21-2008.html' title='Monday January 21 2008'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-3571810344584896197</id><published>2007-11-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:55:50.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday November 4 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunday November 4 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks JT.  Today was a extremely memorable day for me.  YES.  I would remember this day forever.  Thanks once agn, JT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ever tried taking MRT from Jurong East MRT stn all the way to EXPO MRT stn.  LOL.  Thats what I did 2dae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats what I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday JT called me asked me go for FCBC Church Service right.  Didn't noe that it was the same church that I went for BB enrollement ( is this how u spell it ) service.  EXPO.  Far lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too bad Shang Kwok nvr go.  He said he got tuition, and the teacher dun allow him to change time slot.  Maybe he nxt week going.  Hmmm. Is something really wrong with his tuition teacher.  I mean, why this week cannot change but nxt week maybe can change.  WEIRD.  Guess there is some weird ppl still out there oso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, I really went to the FCBC Church Service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2dae woke up ate the Ah Lam noodles.  Erm, not the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JT called me while I was playing CS Condition Zero with lame bots.  LOL.  Cannot plae on9 de lah.  Less than 1 min confirm die.  Then must wait to respawn.  No way man.  Coz its so boring see other ppl plae and u watch them play.  Lame.  So muz practice with some idiot bots first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JT fetched me to JEC KFC to meet up with the BB sec 3s.  Then after lunch ( I nvr eat ), we headed to EXPO FCBC for the Church Service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagine to take the MRT all the way from JE MRT stn all the way to EXPO MRT stn.  Almoz 1 whole hour wasted.  But I dun think I should complain.  JT told me his fren who lives in Africa, takes a train for 6 hours every Sunday juz to go to Church.  Furthermore, they still have to take a car after taking the train for a few hours.  IMAGINE THAT.  And they have to do it every week.  Thats going to the Church onli.  Dun forget coming back to their house.  That muz be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Chruch Service was almoz the same as the BB enrollement ( seriously, i dunno how to spell ) service.  There was this mini, erm... what should I say.  Sort of concert.  Singing songs to praise the Lord lor.  Although moz of the songs ae quite up to date, as in the music is rock.  Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then there was the erm.  Anyway, first time going for Church Service lah, so dunno wat izit.  Erm the pastor starts toking lah.  Pastor Melvin if I am not wrong.  But I think I spelled his name wrongly.  HAHA.  He was toking a lot.  WOW.  I wonder when he can run out of topics.  But JT told me that the subject on toking abt the Lord is so vast, u seriously cant run out of topics.  This time he talked about wisdom.  We should be like the ants, storing up food in the summer.  Thats strategic preparation.  We should be like the coney.  Erm, sorri forgot abt the coney part.  We should be like the locusts, working 2gether in a team, nothing can stop them.  Thats teamwork.  We should be like the lizard, which can be caught by the hand.  However can be found even in the King's Palace.  Thats grace.  Yup.  Thats what I caught.  What he tok was very cheem u noe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And YAY.  Got a ride home by JT.  He stopped in the carpark of my house to chit-chat with me for 45 min.  Yes.  45 min.  But I have greatly benefited in that 45 min.  Thanks once agn JT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went home and played soccer.  Oh ya, bye bye my precious soccer ball.  Coz I kicked the ball over the high wall and it got stuck in a person's home at the air con compressor.  Tried so hard with Darryl to get the ball but to no avail.  LOL.  Wasted my time.  I oso think that the person moved away from the house.  No I think I should say bye bye to my ball lah.  Unless a miracle happens 2moro or some other day lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner was steamboat.  Yup.  Steamboat agn.  But this time ate it at home so more shiok lor.  Yum yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At nite play CS Condition Zero agn.  Juz remembered, 2moro going to play LAN with BB members.  Clarence maybe.  Got this 3hr for 1 dollar LAN gaming deal by TOUCH Community Service.  But on top of that muz do a compulsory 1hr of sports.  YAY.  Looking forward to snipe other ppl 2moro.  And frankly speaking, I nvr step into a LAN gaming shop b4.  Seriously looking forward to playing CS CZ 2moro.  Snipe, snipe, snipe.  Boom.  Counter-terrorists win.  LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think I gtg now; nothing more to write.  Its getting late.  11.57 now on my tabby time as I am typing this post rite now.  I dun slp so late like other ppl lah.  Looking forward 2 2moro!  Maybe now I should do some touch-up to my blog lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks once agn JT.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-3571810344584896197?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/3571810344584896197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=3571810344584896197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/3571810344584896197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/3571810344584896197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-november-4-2007.html' title='Sunday November 4 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-6044259069251530430</id><published>2007-11-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:30:29.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 3 November 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 3 November 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait, wait, wait. My maths ain't that poor. So let me count how many days I never post le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Erm, first let me do some working coz teachers always say must do working coz no working minus mark. Therefore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday 2 August --&gt; Saturday 3 November = 10 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I correct. Erm no. Lets do it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday 2 August --&gt; Saturday 3 November = 304702716238506 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Erm. No... Why can't I just get it rite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday 2 August --&gt; Saturday 3 November = 93 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I correct? I dunno. My maths F9, understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL! I finally posted coz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st: Reminded by Daph on MSN to post coz I almoz forgotten I got a blog, a dead one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd: Got so bored. Therefore even changed the skin and added some links and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3rd: Coz, I see other ppl blog so nice but mine dead de. Therefore also a reason I changed the blogskin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4th: Blogskin.com got a lot more new Gundam blogskin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5th: To tell other ppl that I am an idiot sotong and I am currently watching Gundam 00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6th: To let other ppl noe that I like Gundam. They rock. Kira, Athrun, Lockon, Setsuna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7th: To engage into an activity a lot of my frenz do, so I feel kind of left out. Even my sis oso got a blog nicer than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8th: To prove to my mother that I am not that lazy. Although I am lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9th: To prove to my fellow classmates and frenz that I am a lazy sotong, but not really a sleeping pig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10th: To keep my sort of diary posted. Coz I dun have a diary at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, those are the top 10 reasons I could think of becoz I have juz posted and u are reading this post now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL, am I being lame or wat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait WAIT. I am stupid, I am lame, I am dumb, I am sotong, I am idiot, I am retarded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesh. Juz remembered, juz like Garrick, IMH dun wan me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I got fired and transfered to IMG, Instistute of Mental Garlics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today not much. Juz that I got so bored I posted and changed my blogskin and got so fed up and pissed off after changing my blogskin coz I realised that I have to do everything again, such as relinking and tagging other ppl. Hogged the computer the whole day. Erm, to come to think of it, I am using my own com for the whole day so its not counted hogging as this is my com and no other ppl use it except me. Ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today at my Grandparents house, so for ppl who called my house sorry coz I not at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JT called me juz now for 5 minutes and he wanted to fetch me 2moro ( Sunday ) to go for Church Service. He oso called Shang Kwok along. LOL. I called Garrick and Jia Jun and they both cannot go so sad. Shang Kwok maybe going maybe not, I shall keep my fingers crossed. I wish at least somebody go coz if not I will be bored to death. Maybe wun lah coz sec 3 BB seniors will be there too. HAHA, actually I could go to the Church Service 2moro coz I 2moro no TKD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate Steamboat with Grandparents and relatives who came from Indonesia and oso with my sis. Dun u ppl find my sis irritating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quite nice. A lot of cockles! YAY! Plus got Chicken Rice and Satay. SWEET. YUMMY. However bill was $22938659592065 so I dun find it worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nope. I am lying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bill was $86 for 7 ppl so I find it quite worth coz we ate a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remembered yesterday go Sentosa to do BB heritage award. Brunch ate Sakae Sushi. Ate Unagi Don with Garrick, Jia Jun, Shang Kwok, Joel, Nigel and Han Guang ( who did not eat ). Total bill for the 6 of us... $87.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This, I dun find it worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I not even full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That proves that Sakae Sushi is for high class ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'ld rather eat in Sakura. Thats what I call a nice Buffet. YAY. Oh ya right. Ate Sakura on Friday with Wei Chong and Wei Yong. YUMMY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday got to sit the Calsberg Sky Tower. LOL. Not really exicting nor fun. Going at 1.2m per second. SIGH. Slow. Although can see some parts of Singapore lah. But not worth paying erm $12 I think. But BB event so free de. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Images of Singapore and Fort Siloso tunnels really freaked me out. Spooky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Company games was fun. Soccer. Scored a goal. Assisted by Nigel. Yay. Although I stole another team mate's glory. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why am I toking abt yesterday. I should be toking about 2dae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never mind, hope u dun mind too. Coz 2dae really quite boring. Nothing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think, I should, I shall, I would, I am going, I must, end my post here now. It's getting late and lazy sotong like me need to do this activity called sleep to regen. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-6044259069251530430?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/6044259069251530430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=6044259069251530430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6044259069251530430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6044259069251530430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturday-3-november-2007.html' title='Saturday 3 November 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-3360365132514570446</id><published>2007-08-02T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:04:26.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 2 August 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thursday 2 August 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, feel VERY STRESSED UP! 2moro is Biology and Literature class test. Juz now juz finish mugging my Bio and I see the classification of living things slide I practically "fainted" liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;Juz finished history test on Wednesday. Haiz, I spelled Borobudur as Borodudur ( which makes me a DODO ) and so I am so @#$% up by it! If I fail by1 mark I am really gonna bash myself, HARD! And then there was the Malay Game Presentation I did wif Bob! Ha ha! Farny. Bob is a bodoh and his name is Bryob who dosen't noe the way to school. But I actually didn't noe wat the group b4 me ( which is Brandon's group ) say about their game. SIGH... I don't even noe half of wat cikgu says.&lt;br /&gt;Today for enrichment there was guys from Canon. Garrick and I were laughing all the way becoz we thought that after the talk they will be talking about how good Canon cameras are and start advertising. Then.... U noe the whole story. But they didn't do that. We thought that they were comin to advertise which turned out to be untrue.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, 2moro dun have G*&amp;^%^ ( NOT GONNA SAY WAT IZIT BUT IT AIN'T VULGAR ) lesson. talked to Isaac and finally I agreed to go wif Garrick and Min Jin from 4.30pm to 6pm. But still Min Jin dropped the idea of going to my house.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! SO STRESSED UP WITH THOSE EVIL THINGS CALLED EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;JY says that only a genius like me would pass the bio test. Actually, I AM NOT A GENIUS. Its just happened that I study then I lucky then get high marks for nothing. Anyway, JY beat me in the recent maths test. She got 24 while I only got 19. DUH! SO I AM NOT SMART AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Canon... Delighting You Always...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RrHyM2w35YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GDv22C3VrR0/s1600-h/Canon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094118956205598082" style="CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RrHyM2w35YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GDv22C3VrR0/s320/Canon.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9182553730783508933-3360365132514570446?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/3360365132514570446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=3360365132514570446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/3360365132514570446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/3360365132514570446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursday-2-august-2007.html' title='Thursday 2 August 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RrHyM2w35YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GDv22C3VrR0/s72-c/Canon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-2404729481960166093</id><published>2007-07-25T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:41:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 21 July 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday 21 July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the big jump of a month and a lot of days. Hee hee. I am so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day when the last book of Harry Potter comes out HURRAY! It is such a Puny useless small idiot waste time stupid boring day...NO! IT IS SUCH A BIG DAY FOR HARRY POTTER FANS including me. The book is the most Boring useless unimportant puny crap stupid lame... NO! It is the MOST EXICTING, MOST IMPORTANT, MOST THRILLING, MOST BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, got carried away...&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up at 6.30am. Can u BELIEVE IT! I woke up on six on a Saturday. But obviously this Saturday is a special one. Took the bus 176 at 7 am to West Mall to collect my pre-ordered Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows book. Sad lah! I reached there at 7.15 am which of course late lah because I so slow in everything. The queue was heng ah! Not that long. The queue was from the Popular Bookstore cashier all the way to Uncle Tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;Hurray. At 7.45am, finally bought my book. I laid my hands on it for the first time. YEAH! I am one of the first ones in the world to lay their dirty and smelly hands on Deathly Hallows.&lt;br /&gt;Started reading while Gong gong and Po po fetched me to West Coast. Double HURRAY. Today I am gonna eat Chili Crap, erm sorry, Chili Crab wif fried Man Tou. WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day reading and reading and reading non-stop. Read page by page chapter by chapter law by law not like those who turned all the way to the last few chapters to read about Harry's fate b4 they start to 'officially' read from the start. N one of them is our Mr Garrick LAH!&lt;br /&gt;SPENT THE WHOLE DAY READING UNTIL MY EYE GOT PROBLEM AND THEN I SLEPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leaving the Dursleys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a title="Harry Potter (character)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter_(character)"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/a&gt;'s protection at the &lt;a title="Dursley family" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dursley_family"&gt;Dursleys'&lt;/a&gt; home will expire when he turns 17, the &lt;a title="Order of the Phoenix" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Order_of_the_Phoenix"&gt;Order of the Phoenix&lt;/a&gt; decides to separately escort Harry and the Dursleys to safety. Despite an attempted decoy using Harry impostors, the real Harry is identified and attacked by &lt;a title="Voldemort" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voldemort"&gt;Voldemort&lt;/a&gt; and his &lt;a title="Death Eater" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_Eater"&gt;Death Eaters&lt;/a&gt;. Harry narrowly escapes to &lt;a title="Weasley family" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weasley_family#The_Weasley_family_and_residence"&gt;The Burrow&lt;/a&gt;, but &lt;a title="Hedwig (Harry Potter)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_(Harry_Potter)"&gt;Hedwig&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Alastor Moody" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alastor_Moody"&gt;Mad-Eye Moody&lt;/a&gt; are both killed.&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, the &lt;a title="Ministry of Magic" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ministry_of_Magic"&gt;Minister for Magic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Rufus Scrimgeour" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rufus_Scrimgeour"&gt;Rufus Scrimgeour&lt;/a&gt;, arrives to give Harry, &lt;a title="Ron Weasley" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ron_Weasley"&gt;Ron Weasley&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Hermione Granger" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermione_Granger"&gt;Hermione Granger&lt;/a&gt; bequests from &lt;a title="Albus Dumbledore" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albus_Dumbledore"&gt;Albus Dumbledore&lt;/a&gt;'s will: Ron is given Dumbledore's &lt;a title="Magical objects in Harry Potter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magical_objects_in_Harry_Potter#Deluminator"&gt;Deluminator&lt;/a&gt;, with the power to capture lights; Hermione receives a book of children's stories written in Ancient Runes; Harry inherits &lt;a title="Godric Gryffindor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Godric_Gryffindor"&gt;Godric Gryffindor&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="Magical objects in Harry Potter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magical_objects_in_Harry_Potter#Gryffindor.27s_Sword"&gt;sword&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a title="Quidditch" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quidditch#The_Golden_Snitch"&gt;Snitch&lt;/a&gt; he caught in his first ever &lt;a title="Quidditch" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quidditch"&gt;Quidditch&lt;/a&gt; match. The Ministry withholds the sword, claiming it was not actually Dumbledore's. After the departure of Scrimgeour from the scene, Harry finds a hidden inscription on the Snitch: "I open at the close."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Search_for_the_Horcruxes" name="Search_for_the_Horcruxes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Search for the Horcruxes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During &lt;a title="Bill Weasley" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill_Weasley"&gt;Bill&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Fleur Delacour" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fleur_Delacour"&gt;Fleur&lt;/a&gt;'s wedding reception, &lt;a title="Kingsley Shacklebolt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kingsley_Shacklebolt"&gt;Kingsley Shacklebolt's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Patronus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patronus"&gt;Patronus&lt;/a&gt; arrives, warning that the &lt;a title="Ministry of Magic" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ministry_of_Magic"&gt;Ministry&lt;/a&gt; has fallen, Scrimgeour is dead and that "&lt;a title="Death Eaters" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_Eaters"&gt;they&lt;/a&gt; are coming". Moments later, Death Eaters arrive, looking for Harry. Harry, Ron and Hermione escape the attack and take refuge at the deserted &lt;a title="Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Number_Twelve,_Grimmauld_Place"&gt;Black estate&lt;/a&gt;, where they discover that &lt;a title="Regulus Black" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regulus_Black"&gt;Regulus Arcturus Black&lt;/a&gt; is the "R.A.B." who removed the &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux#Salazar_Slytherin.27s_Locket"&gt;locket&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux"&gt;Horcrux&lt;/a&gt; from the lake.&lt;a title="Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter_and_the_Half-Blood_Prince"&gt;[HP6]&lt;/a&gt; Discovering that &lt;a title="Dolores Umbridge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dolores_Umbridge"&gt;Dolores Umbridge&lt;/a&gt; now possesses it, they infiltrate the Ministry of Magic using &lt;a title="Potions in Harry Potter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potions_in_Harry_Potter#Polyjuice_Potion"&gt;Polyjuice Potion&lt;/a&gt; and recover the Horcrux.&lt;br /&gt;After several months on the run, the trio overhears a conversation revealing that the sword confiscated by the Ministry was later secured in &lt;a title="Bellatrix Lestrange" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bellatrix_Lestrange"&gt;Bellatrix Lestrange&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="Gringotts" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gringotts"&gt;Gringotts&lt;/a&gt;' vault. But they also discover that this sword was a fake, although the location of Gryffindor's real sword remains unknown. Harry questions the portrait of &lt;a title="Phineas Nigellus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phineas_Nigellus"&gt;Phineas Nigellus&lt;/a&gt; and learns that Dumbledore destroyed a Horcrux with the real sword. Unable to destroy the locket, Harry wants to find the real sword, but Ron becomes discouraged and leaves. Harry and Hermione go to &lt;a title="Godric's Hollow" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Godric"&gt;Godric's Hollow&lt;/a&gt;, hoping that Dumbledore hid it there. However, they are ambushed by Voldemort and his snake &lt;a title="Nagini" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nagini"&gt;Nagini&lt;/a&gt;. During their escape, Hermione accidentally breaks Harry's wand.&lt;br /&gt;One night, a doe-shaped Patronus appears near their camp and leads Harry to Gryffindor's real sword. As Harry claims the sword, the locket Horcrux around his neck begins strangling him. Ron, who suddenly returns, rescues Harry and uses the sword to destroy the Horcrux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="The_Deathly_Hallows" name="The_Deathly_Hallows"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Deathly Hallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The trio set off to find &lt;a title="Xenophilius Lovegood" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xenophilius_Lovegood"&gt;Xenophilius Lovegood&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Luna Lovegood" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luna_Lovegood"&gt;Luna Lovegood&lt;/a&gt;'s father, and ask him about a symbol they had seen in Godric's Hallow, in the book Dumbledore bequeathed to Hermione, and also on a pendant Xenophilius wore at the wedding. He tells them that the symbol represents the &lt;a title="Deathly Hallows (objects)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_(objects)"&gt;Deathly Hallows&lt;/a&gt;, three legendary objects that conquer death: the &lt;a title="Deathly Hallows (objects)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_(objects)#Elder_Wand"&gt;Elder Wand&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Deathly Hallows (objects)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_(objects)#Resurrection_Stone"&gt;Resurrection Stone&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Deathly Hallows (objects)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathly_Hallows_(objects)#Invisibility_Cloak"&gt;Invisibility Cloak&lt;/a&gt;. However, they are forced to flee when Xenophilius betrays them to the Ministry in the hope that they will release his captured daughter. Harry now believes his Invisibility Cloak to be a Deathly Hallow.&lt;br /&gt;At their camp, "snatchers" capture the trio, and they are imprisoned at Malfoy Manor, the new Death Eater headquarters. After finding the sword among the trio's possessions, Bellatrix Lestrange fears they have broken into her vault at Gringrotts. &lt;a title="Dobby" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dobby"&gt;Dobby&lt;/a&gt; appears to free the prisoners, but they are discovered by &lt;a title="Peter Pettigrew" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Pettigrew"&gt;Peter Pettigrew&lt;/a&gt;. He repays his life debt to Harry, but is murdered by his own silver hand. In the escape, Harry takes the wands of Bellatrix and &lt;a title="Draco Malfoy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Draco_Malfoy"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/a&gt;, but Dobby is killed by Bellatrix. Guessing that Bellatrix's vault contains a Horcrux, the trio break into Gringotts, retrieve a Horcrux in the form of &lt;a title="Hogwarts founders" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hogwarts_founders#Helga_Hufflepuff"&gt;Helga Hufflepuff&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux#Helga_Hufflepuff.27s_Cup"&gt;Cup&lt;/a&gt;, and escape riding a dragon. Voldemort finally realises that his Horcruxes are being destroyed, and his telepathic link with Harry accidentally reveals that another Horcrux is hidden at &lt;a title="Hogwarts" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hogwarts"&gt;Hogwarts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="The_Battle_of_Hogwarts" name="The_Battle_of_Hogwarts"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Battle of Hogwarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dumbledore's brother, &lt;a title="Aberforth Dumbledore" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aberforth_Dumbledore"&gt;Aberforth&lt;/a&gt;, helps the trio to enter Hogwarts. They alert the staff to Voldemort's impending arrival. Underage students are evacuated as Order of the Phoenix members arrive. As the forces loyal to Voldemort attack Hogwarts, Harry learns that &lt;a title="Hogwarts founders" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hogwarts_founders#Rowena_Ravenclaw"&gt;Ravenclaw&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux#Rowena_Ravenclaw.27s_Diadem"&gt;Diadem&lt;/a&gt; is a Horcrux and realises he has seen it in the &lt;a title="Room of Requirement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Room_of_Requirement"&gt;Room of Requirement&lt;/a&gt;. Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione enter the &lt;a title="Chamber of Secrets" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chamber_of_Secrets"&gt;Chamber of Secrets&lt;/a&gt; to retrieve &lt;a title="Basilisk (Harry Potter)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basilisk_(Harry_Potter)"&gt;basilisk&lt;/a&gt; fangs, with which Hermione destroys Hufflepuff's Cup. In the Room of Requirement, the three are confronted by Draco, &lt;a title="Vincent Crabbe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vincent_Crabbe"&gt;Crabbe&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Gregory Goyle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregory_Goyle"&gt;Goyle&lt;/a&gt;. Crabbe mishandles a powerful spell, killing himself and inadvertently destroying the Diadem.&lt;br /&gt;Harry has another vision and leads his friends to the &lt;a title="Shrieking Shack" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shrieking_Shack"&gt;Shrieking Shack&lt;/a&gt; where Voldemort orders Nagini to kill &lt;a title="Severus Snape" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Severus_Snape"&gt;Severus Snape&lt;/a&gt;. Voldemort believes that Snape became the Elder Wand's master when Snape killed its former owner, Dumbledore, and that with Snape's death, the wand's allegiance will now be his. As Snape dies, he gives Harry his memories, who uses the Pensieve to discover that Snape had always been loyal to Dumbledore, motivated by his lifelong love of &lt;a title="Lily Evans" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lily_Evans"&gt;Lily Evans&lt;/a&gt;, Harry's mother. Dumbledore, doomed to die after being cursed by &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux#Marvolo_Gaunt.27s_Ring"&gt;Marvolo Gaunt's ring&lt;/a&gt;, had instructed Snape to kill him, if necessary, to spare Draco from completing the task. Snape also sent the doe Patronus to lead Harry to Gryffindor's sword. Harry also discovers that &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux#Harry_Potter"&gt;he himself&lt;/a&gt; is a Horcrux, and that Voldemort cannot be killed while Harry remains alive.&lt;br /&gt;Resigned to his fate, Harry goes alone to the &lt;a title="Locations in Hogwarts" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Locations_in_Hogwarts#Forbidden_Forest"&gt;Forbidden Forest&lt;/a&gt; where Voldemort awaits. Harry opens the snitch he received from Dumbledore and finds the Resurrection Stone within. He uses it to summon the spirits of &lt;a title="James and Lily Potter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_and_Lily_Potter"&gt;James and Lily Potter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Sirius Black" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirius_Black"&gt;Sirius Black&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Remus Lupin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Remus_Lupin"&gt;Remus Lupin&lt;/a&gt; (recently killed in battle along with his wife, &lt;a title="Nymphadora Tonks" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nymphadora_Tonks"&gt;Tonks&lt;/a&gt;) who comfort him. Prepared for death, he allows Voldemort to strike him with the &lt;a title="Avada Kedavra" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avada_Kedavra"&gt;Avada Kedavra&lt;/a&gt; curse. However, Harry awakens in what appears to be &lt;a title="King's Cross railway station" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King"&gt;King's Cross railway station&lt;/a&gt; where Albus Dumbledore explains that, while the Horcrux within Harry has been destroyed, Harry cannot die while the blood carrying Lily's protection resides in Voldemort's body.&lt;br /&gt;Back in the forest, Harry revives. Feigning death, he is carried to Hogwarts as a trophy. As reinforcements charge in, Harry covers himself with the Invisibility Cloak while Neville pulls Gryffindor's sword from the &lt;a title="Sorting Hat" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sorting_Hat"&gt;Sorting Hat&lt;/a&gt; and beheads Nagini, destroying the &lt;a title="Horcrux" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horcrux#Nagini"&gt;final Horcrux&lt;/a&gt;. Harry confronts Voldemort. He realises that when Draco Malfoy disarmed Dumbledore, he unknowingly became the Elder Wand's master. When Harry later took Draco's own wand, the &lt;a title="Elder Wand" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elder_Wand"&gt;Elder Wand&lt;/a&gt;'s allegiance passed to him. Voldemort casts Avada Kedavra, but the Elder Wand protects its master and the spell rebounds, killing Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, Harry visits Dumbledore's portrait. He tells the Headmaster that he will keep the Invisibility Cloak, but has left the Resurrection Stone in the Forbidden Forest and will return the Elder Wand to Dumbledore's tomb. As long as Harry remains undefeated, the Elder Wand's&lt;br /&gt;power will die with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RrHskGw35XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ck5-hFpQ8C4/s1600-h/Harry+Potter+And+The+Deathly+Hallows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094112758567789938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RrHskGw35XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ck5-hFpQ8C4/s320/Harry+Potter+And+The+Deathly+Hallows.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/9182553730783508933-2404729481960166093?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/2404729481960166093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=2404729481960166093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/2404729481960166093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/2404729481960166093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday-21-july-2007.html' title='Saturday 21 July 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RrHskGw35XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ck5-hFpQ8C4/s72-c/Harry+Potter+And+The+Deathly+Hallows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-5643384362346602382</id><published>2007-07-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:03:21.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Apologies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So sorry to people who wanted me to update becoz I am a lazy pig n u might realise that all my posts are in the hoilidays. I have nvr posted one since school started. However, trying my 'best' ( u should understand by the term best ) that I am trying to post now. Juz come back from BB and so tired now but I trying to revive my dead blog. Now Jie Yi cacn claim the prize of having the most dead blog. Gold goes to her, silver of coz goes to me LAH! But i post liaoz... Looks like a graveyard has all the bodies revived HA HA! Try to post in the future... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RqYNM2w35VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jvaFaEOs-48/s1600-h/I+am+So+SORRY.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090770943299020114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RqYNM2w35VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jvaFaEOs-48/s320/I+am+So+SORRY.bmp" 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/9182553730783508933-5643384362346602382?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/5643384362346602382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=5643384362346602382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5643384362346602382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5643384362346602382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-apologies.html' title='My Apologies'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RqYNM2w35VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jvaFaEOs-48/s72-c/I+am+So+SORRY.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-6212927085208727883</id><published>2007-06-15T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:38:00.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 6 June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY 6 JUNE 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up n ate toasted Tuna Fish bread for breakfast. AGRH!!! Muz go for supplementary 2dae! Aiya, forgot to do Ex 10.4! SHOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and saw no ppl at the classroom. Luckily soon after, Russell and Aloysious came, followed by Pei Qin n Jie Yi. I wanted to try my luck in opening the door knob, but I did ‘t noe that the door knob was spoiled and can bent 360 degrees. Lucklily, I bent it back.&lt;br /&gt;At remedial lesson, learnt nothing ( Lucky Mr Tan nvr go through Ex 10.4 PHEW). Filled in the feedback form and did some admin. The Miss Leaur didn’t accept the pieces of paper we handed in n needed to rewrite the sums on the books. LOL! Waste of my precious time…..TIME IS PRECIOUS…&lt;br /&gt;Went back home n ate Fried Sambal Fish, Xiao Bai Cai, Braised Chicken in Dark Sauce, Salmon n Sweet Corn Soup wif rice ( DUH! ). Ate lunch wif the whole family, including Gong gong and Po po. WOAH! The last time we ate 2gether was Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Next, started painting the wall opposite the TV in my room. Painting was hard! I painted until my hand wanted to break. And I painted wif two hands. Got see anybody paint wif 2 hands b4!! Ha ha! Original idea created and used by Bryan Wong.&lt;br /&gt;Painted n painted n painted until I was sooooooo tired that I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, watched Double Happiness on Channel 8 and den went to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was the same… but there was an extra bowl of live prawns. WOAH!! Eat until I SHIOK SHIOK!&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, went to blog and surf the net till 10 when I watched the 10 ‘o clock show…&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to insert song into my blog! Yeah! Gundam Seed Destiny 4th ending now autoplays in my blog! I have succeeded in trying to insert songs into my blog b4. This time I did it, all thanks to Yahoo and Imeem.com.&lt;br /&gt;Surfed the net and told everybody about my blog using the name ‘Some Lameo’. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;Watched the 12’o clock show on Channel U ‘Adventure Clicks’ and saw more about Czech Republic, Cambodia and Greece. Ha ha! The person who acted in the Greece part was chased away by some shop owner. He should be embarrassed! Then I was chased by my father to sleep at 12.55pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid school door which can turn 360 degrees ( Its 1-10's door dotz ) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlKq6J6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Lqfy-vNhR34/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078172155862738114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlKq6J6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Lqfy-vNhR34/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting the wall opposite the TV in my room wif TWO HANDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlLd6J6ZNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WiIFs6oy87o/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078173032036066514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlLd6J6ZNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WiIFs6oy87o/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing wif a palatte n a paintbrush...NO NO NO NOT ART, I m painting the window ledge in my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlMEKJ6ZOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uXA_1W-yFww/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078173689166062818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlMEKJ6ZOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uXA_1W-yFww/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlMRaJ6ZPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xPIBryy3eks/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078173916799329522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlMRaJ6ZPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xPIBryy3eks/s320/DSC00118.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/9182553730783508933-6212927085208727883?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/6212927085208727883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=6212927085208727883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6212927085208727883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6212927085208727883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/wednesday-6-june-2007.html' title='Wednesday 6 June 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnlKq6J6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Lqfy-vNhR34/s72-c/DSC00109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-4965093974262291293</id><published>2007-06-12T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:33:56.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 5 June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TUESDAY 5 JUNE 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, went to acelearning portal to do the geometry 50 questions quiz. SHOOT! Got 44 questions correct. I was supposed to get 45 questions correct. There was one question that was blank?!?!?! Its either the portal got problem or the internet lag. If not, I would have a few rankings higher. DAMN! And, Garrick got 1st. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, ate pork wif salted black beans, long bean and winter melon soup.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bukit Panjang Plaza after lunch. On the way, my mother went to a standard chatered bank, and my grandfather parked our car in front of a rubber tree. He then plucked one leaf of the rubber tree and showed us the latex in the leaf. Woah! Amazing! I had never seen latex b4!&lt;br /&gt;Reached Bukit Timah Plaza and there was a Nippon Paint Roadshow. The DJ asked a question of how much one ‘Odour-Less All In One Supreme’ paint costs. The price tag was juz in front of me. Since I ‘Pai Sei’ so I asked my sister to go n answer. And then, got a $5 ‘Home-Fix’ voucher. YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;I bought 5 litre Aqua Blue Nippon Paint to paint my room and white to paint the rest of my house. The personnel opened the lid of the can of Nippon Paint and I saw that the whole can of paint was white. I was about to question him why the Aqua Blue paint was white. But he put the can of paint in a machine to fill in the colour. He said it was becoz they were in a shopping mall and could not carry too many different types of colours of paint as they had space constrain. That was why they needed the machine to mix in the colours.&lt;br /&gt;After the personnel filled the Aqua Blue colour using the machine, he put the can of paint into a so called mixer where he mixed the white paint with the colour. The machine kept vibrating and shaking the can of paint and it looks like bubble tea shaking! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Next, went down to 1st level to the ‘Home-fix’ shop to buy something which cost $5 using the voucher. So, bought a paint brush and I went to buy Octopus Takoyaki! Yummy…Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;I went back home and we started painting. Actually, Gong gong and Mei mei did all the painting, I juz slacked, helped them a LITTLE BIT…and used the whole evening to blog!&lt;br /&gt;Ate the same thing for dinner + a pumpkin pie.&lt;br /&gt;At nite, blogging and blogging and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Then, watched the 10 ‘o clock show on Channel U and slept at 11.30…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nippon Paint Colour Adding Machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rm4Rv6J6ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BimfxZScego/s1600-h/Nippon+Paint+Colour+Machine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075013344855483538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rm4Rv6J6ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BimfxZScego/s320/Nippon+Paint+Colour+Machine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nippon Paint Colour Mixing Machine ( something like a shaker ) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rm4SVaJ6ZKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0EXe6EKzAdA/s1600-h/Nippon+Paint+Mixing+Machine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075013989100577954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rm4SVaJ6ZKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0EXe6EKzAdA/s320/Nippon+Paint+Mixing+Machine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Octopus Takoyaki ( although it may seem ugly n yucky but actually quite nice )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnH6NaJ6ZLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OZRY_ECPP64/s1600-h/Octopus+Takoyaki+Picture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076113363289400498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RnH6NaJ6ZLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OZRY_ECPP64/s320/Octopus+Takoyaki+Picture.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/9182553730783508933-4965093974262291293?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/4965093974262291293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=4965093974262291293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4965093974262291293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4965093974262291293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/tuesday-5-june-2007.html' title='Tuesday 5 June 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rm4Rv6J6ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BimfxZScego/s72-c/Nippon+Paint+Colour+Machine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-8215806047266260186</id><published>2007-06-10T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:58:31.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday 4 June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY 4 JUNE 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning woke up n played Final Fantasy X-2. Fought wif Zalamander a few times. Darren said it was impossible to kill Zalamander becoz 1 hit from it was abt 1000 damage. N then, most important, Zalamander NULLS MAGIC ( means immune to magic ) My Yuna is a black mage, n the most powerful person in my party, 1 hit from her is abt 600 damage. Plus, Zalamander has 15k life. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! I am sooooooooooo happy! I finally defeated Zalamander! YEAH! Learned from an internet guide that the most important in fighting Zalamander is to inflict darkness. Used Rikku as a songstress n darkness dance all the way, Yuna, white mage n then keep praying, Paine juz keep attacking. WOAH! Half an hour later, Zalamander is PWNED!&lt;br /&gt;Then, Gong gong and Po po came wif a worker, to help carry a queen sized bed to their house n throw the old bed away. Sad, my bed is gone...&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Then, took a bus to Jurong East to meet Derrick n we go Sakura 2gether. Of coz, first, went to the library. Halfway, I was thirsty n went to but Jollybean Hot Soyabean Drink. The shopkeeper said that the Soyabean Drink was very hot n told me to hold on to it first, until a while later then drink. Usual me, didn't believe her, then got my tongue burnt. SHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library n borrowed one JavaScript book.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the Jurong East MRT Station to meet Darren n headed for Sakura 2gether.&lt;br /&gt;At Sakura, eat until I SHIOK SHIOK! Ate Dory Fish n bla bla bla. Anyway, its a buffet, I can't name all the things I ate rite!?&lt;br /&gt;Then took a bus home n started this blog. YA! Monday 4 June 2007 was the day I started this blog. Blogging n blogging all the way until I went to sleep. Pro EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Zalamander ( background of this pic )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwRXaJ6ZII/AAAAAAAAAD8/v_T2FGb2fOQ/s1600-h/Zalamander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074449973995267202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwRXaJ6ZII/AAAAAAAAAD8/v_T2FGb2fOQ/s320/Zalamander.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/9182553730783508933-8215806047266260186?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/8215806047266260186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=8215806047266260186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/8215806047266260186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/8215806047266260186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/monday-4-june-2007_10.html' title='Monday 4 June 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwRXaJ6ZII/AAAAAAAAAD8/v_T2FGb2fOQ/s72-c/Zalamander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-4530660827183144396</id><published>2007-06-10T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:37:18.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 3 June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUNDAY 3 JUNE 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up n went for Taekwondo...&lt;br /&gt;Then came home n ate lunch, Spaghetti. YUMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYY! YEAH! My mother finally cooked wat I wanted to eat for very LONG! It was juz 1 word to describe, YUM!&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap n then Mei mei came home.&lt;br /&gt;Next, watched Just Follow Law. Ha Ha! Farny! But some parts were damn pervertic ( but not gonna tell which parts ) The cover ur buttocks part was very FUNNY! Then the first part, CC in e-mail means Cover Ca-Chng. BCC means Better Cover Ca-Chng. Ha Ha Hee Hee Hoo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;Stanley came n we went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was Spaghetti, Roasted Duck, Roasted Pork, Char Siew, Pumpkin Pie n Kebab.&lt;br /&gt;Boh Liao, Watched Just Follow Law again wif Stanley n family until 10.&lt;br /&gt;Slept after that...zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwMZ6J6ZGI/AAAAAAAAADo/HJfOWPolJzo/s1600-h/Just+Follow+Law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074444519386801250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwMZ6J6ZGI/AAAAAAAAADo/HJfOWPolJzo/s320/Just+Follow+Law.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-4530660827183144396?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/4530660827183144396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=4530660827183144396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4530660827183144396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4530660827183144396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunday-3-june-2007.html' title='Sunday 3 June 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwMZ6J6ZGI/AAAAAAAAADo/HJfOWPolJzo/s72-c/Just+Follow+Law.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-2241747529475915347</id><published>2007-06-07T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:19:07.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 2 June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SATURDAY 2 JUNE 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up... Sad... Had to go home already.&lt;br /&gt;But first, Gu Zhang brought me to eat Bak Kut mee at somewhere near Mustafa Shopping Centre. Yummy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, went there every half a year becoz I go to Gu gu's house every half a year. N Gu Zhang would always bring me every time I go their house...&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Kent Road old house becoz Gu Zhang left his handphone there the day b4 and forgot to bring it back.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home at Toa Payoh and played like a siao siao animal.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Gong gong n Po po came n told me that there wanted to bring me home.&lt;br /&gt;SAD! But, I told them that I wanted to go back home after going swimming, n luckily they agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chicken rice for lunch, bought by Gong gong and Po po. The chicken was nice but the rice sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Here, Wei Yong got beating. He grumbled about eating the chicken rice and then did not want to eat. He was forced by Gu gu to eat but he still did not wanna eat. He turned angry and threw the table cloth onto the floor and threw a plastic bag of grapes onto the floor. He kena sai like that. He kena beat like siao...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, time to go swimming. I brought my soccer ball down for swimming this time.&lt;br /&gt;We were playing wif the ball until suddenly, we saw the security guard. SHOOT! So, we hid the ball in the water n out of his sight. Sometimes, we fumbled and the ball reached the surface of the water. But luckily, the security guard was cocked eyed n did not see.&lt;br /&gt;But, we thought that the security guard had gone n then continued playing wif the ball. But, he saw it...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of scolding us, he told us to plae at one corner so that we wun heat other people ( but of coz we didn't listen ) politely. OMG! The best security guard I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, went to Tiong Bahru Food Centre to eat ( again ). Ate Teochew Dry Fishball noodles. There was a long queue but it was worth waiting. The Fishball Noodles was YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ordered 8 Chwee Kueh n 1 bowl of Hot Chng Tng for my mother n father.&lt;br /&gt;Then, parted wif my Gu gu n went home.&lt;br /&gt;At home, I told my mother wat had happened in the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Snoozed after that...zzz...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Juz wanted to post a picture of Shinn Asuka&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwHqaJ6ZFI/AAAAAAAAADg/SYCufXAAI50/s1600-h/Shinn+Asuka+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074439305296503890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwHqaJ6ZFI/AAAAAAAAADg/SYCufXAAI50/s320/Shinn+Asuka+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/9182553730783508933-2241747529475915347?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/2241747529475915347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=2241747529475915347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/2241747529475915347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/2241747529475915347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/saturday-2-june-2007.html' title='Saturday 2 June 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmwHqaJ6ZFI/AAAAAAAAADg/SYCufXAAI50/s72-c/Shinn+Asuka+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-4189158318221911164</id><published>2007-06-06T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:57:09.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 1 June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRIDAY 1 JUNE 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, ate 'Chong Pang' Nasi Lemak ( Nasi lemak again ) and then went to play until I siao. Monopoly, continue from yesterday. After quite long, I won! Yeah! I got 1 hotel, 5 houses and abt 60k. I win! i win!!&lt;br /&gt;After monopoly went to play com and PSP like some insane animal. Gu Zhang told us abt a dinosaur believed to be extinct, was sighted by a scientist and a clear video was shown. There were around 4000 sightings. Now, many scientists are gathering there. I thought maybe one day, the world will have Jurassic Park. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, had fried Dong Fen and Wanton Soup. Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to watch Discovery Channel abt elephants. OMG, there was one elephant that has an infected leg. The leg was rotten and all the toes had rotted away. Ewww... The elephant could not stand on three legs n needed support. The rotten part is maggot and housefly infested. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;After that, Gu Zhang suggested going to Ang Mo Kio Hub. So, we headed there using a car.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Chong kept grumbling n grumbling about going to Ang Mo Kio Hub...&lt;br /&gt;I did not care, I was tired, n I dozed off...zzz...&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Gu gu asked me to wake up. I looked around. Huh? Ang mo Kio Hub??? Why were there so many trees around me and a open carpark??? So I asked Gu gu. Ha ha! I finally found out that we headed to East Coast Park instead...&lt;br /&gt;We strolled to the bike rental shop and rented our bikes. Wei Chong kept grumbling in the car, so Gu Zhang did not allow him to rent a bike to ride...I rented a bike wif the word Maverick on it. Actually, I rented that bike out of a lot of types of bikes becoz of the word Maverick. The normally used by Counter-Terrorist in Counter Strike was Maverick. So, I rented that bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;Mei mei, Wei Yong and me cycled along the road. We went to Bedok Jetty. So, now I noe where fishermen who were fishing for leisure fish at! Bedok Jetty! I didn't noe that becoz I rarely go to East Coast Park. I think the last time I went there cycling was 3 - 4 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;We rode to the end of the Jetty n I took some photos.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we cycled on n on until we reached a place called carpark F3, Wei Chong called. He wanted to find us as he was cycling now. Gu gu had allowed him to cycle. So, we told him to meet us at Bedok Jetty and we rode all the way back to Bedok Jetty to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we rode on all the way to carpark F3 when I sighted an aeroplane. So, I took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;We cycled on n on n on until we saw National Boat Club ( or something like that ) and Spark C campsite!!! I remebered the days when I was Primary 5 n at Spark C campsite. I remembered I went to camp wif fever and I remembered my team Cygnus and everthing, tunneling, rock climbing...&lt;br /&gt;We cycled on n on until we reached the end of East Coast Park ( It was a road pavement if we rode on, and if we rode on, we would have reached Changi Airport ).&lt;br /&gt;Then, we cycled back to the bike rental shop when I met somebody who called himself Power Ranger. He asked me to try to make his fingers bend. LOL!! Of coz I couldn't. His hand was strong and he was much bigger than me. But I find that he was a show-off. I HATE proud ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a nice sandcastle. I dunno who did it, but, what happens if it rains...?&lt;br /&gt;Then, we made our way to the East Coast Lagoon Food Centre n Wei Chong, Wei Yong, Mei mei and me ate Wanton Noodles. I accidently ordered 4 plates of Wanton Noodles add chilli. Wei Chong couldn't take chilli and then ordered another plate of Wanton Noodles. I had to eat his share lor, bo bian.&lt;br /&gt;Gu gu and Gu Zhang ate Mini Wok Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we ordered 20 chicken satay and Wei Chong n me ordered 2 cups of Teh Tarik. Wei Chong then accidently spilled it on the table. He got scolding from Gu gu and then we moved to another table. I saw that Wei Chong had spilled the Teh Tarik and had never touched it since, so I went to put my cup into his cup as a kind gesture. BUT WTF!!! There was still Teh Tarik in his cup. The cup was a styrofoam cup so I couldn't see the Teh Tarik inside. SHOOT!! Wei Chong was so angry!&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Kent Road becoz Gu Zhang needed to do something there. So, we went to a barber. He cut Wei Yong's hair till it looked like mushroom head and spiked mine like some insane animal.&lt;br /&gt;We then went back to Wei Chong's old house in Kent Road to settle some things about the rental of the house. The rental agent was actually acting in the 9 'o clock show 'Ai. Te Bie De Ni" OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Next, went back to the house and bathed. I was sooooo angry wif the barber who spiked my hair so after I bathed, I went to flatten all my hair down. I showed it to Gu gu and she told me that it was nice. So, I looked in the mirror. Hey, nice hair I've got.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the 10 'o clock show and then played PayDay. OMG! The mail stinks. At the start of the game, made me pay $2 200. Monster Charge!!! In the end, I won the whole game! We played PayDay till 1 am!&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooooooo tired that I went to snooze right after the PayDay game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buildings at Raffles Place, seen from Bedok Jetty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmannKJ6Y9I/AAAAAAAAACg/U-YK_GFS5E0/s1600-h/Bedok+Jetty+Buildings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072926321462109138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmannKJ6Y9I/AAAAAAAAACg/U-YK_GFS5E0/s320/Bedok+Jetty+Buildings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ships seen from Bedok Jetty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmaoBKJ6Y-I/AAAAAAAAACo/6gZwpMId0S8/s1600-h/Bedok+Jetty+Ships+On+Sea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072926768138707938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmaoBKJ6Y-I/AAAAAAAAACo/6gZwpMId0S8/s320/Bedok+Jetty+Ships+On+Sea.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Maverick sign of my rented bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmargaJ6ZAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xaawipjH4Ws/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072930603544503298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmargaJ6ZAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xaawipjH4Ws/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rented bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmaoW6J6Y_I/AAAAAAAAACw/HMxYPIk0VME/s1600-h/Bike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072927141800862706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmaoW6J6Y_I/AAAAAAAAACw/HMxYPIk0VME/s320/Bike.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spark C Camp, Outward bound Singapore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rmar6KJ6ZBI/AAAAAAAAADA/JWTwfbY5iTQ/s1600-h/Outward+Bound+Singapore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072931045926134802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rmar6KJ6ZBI/AAAAAAAAADA/JWTwfbY5iTQ/s320/Outward+Bound+Singapore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see an aeroplane??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rmas9KJ6ZCI/AAAAAAAAADI/iWLOudxKcho/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072932196977370146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/Rmas9KJ6ZCI/AAAAAAAAADI/iWLOudxKcho/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice sandcastle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmatYqJ6ZDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ntr65dNU7EM/s1600-h/Nice+Sandcastle+in+East+Coast+Park.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072932669423772722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmatYqJ6ZDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ntr65dNU7EM/s320/Nice+Sandcastle+in+East+Coast+Park.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/9182553730783508933-4189158318221911164?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/4189158318221911164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=4189158318221911164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4189158318221911164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4189158318221911164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-1-june-2007.html' title='Friday 1 June 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmannKJ6Y9I/AAAAAAAAACg/U-YK_GFS5E0/s72-c/Bedok+Jetty+Buildings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-5435277240997683169</id><published>2007-06-05T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:47:15.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 31 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THURSDAY 31 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today Morning ate 2 porkfloss bread for breakfast. Wei Yong took his PSP to play on the dining table while eating breakfast. Then, he spilled his strawberry milk onto the table and dropped his PSP on the table wif spilled strawberry milk. So, he kena scolding and beating from Gu gu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, my sister went to play Auditon ( She Audition Siao ) and then I went to play my PSP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time really flies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At around 1 pm, ate Mee Hoon Kway made by Gu gu. Superb, fantastic, bombastic...Haha! It was very delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, went to lag around n play n play n play. Gu Po came and I ate Ba Zhang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At around 5, went swimming agn. I played something called mission wif Wei Chong, Wei Yong and Mei mei. The rule is, u muz follow wat the leader ( Take turns ) does. To me, it was stupid and lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next, it was dinner time. Went to Tiong Bahru and ate Nasi Lemak while the rest ate Hokkien Mee, Chwee Kueh, n Chng Tng. I hate Chng Tng. When I see Chng Tng I wanna vomit, bcoz got one time, after I ate Chng Tng at nite, I became sick and vomitted in the middle of the nite and became very uncomfortable. Me and Wei Chong oso ordered Teh C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The moon was sooooooo round and nice and I managed to take a few pictures of the moon. In my pic, the moon is small, coz my handphone lens is small, but actually, it was quite big...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went home and watched the 10 'o clock show n bathed. Then went to play monopoly until abt 11 pm b4 I went to snooze...zzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVoWqJ6Y6I/AAAAAAAAACI/Y6r6E7Pmaeo/s1600-h/The+Moon+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072575293785007010" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="123" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVoWqJ6Y6I/AAAAAAAAACI/Y6r6E7Pmaeo/s320/The+Moon+1.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVomqJ6Y7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/hLxNd5tNMWM/s1600-h/The+Moon+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072575568662913970" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="147" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVomqJ6Y7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/hLxNd5tNMWM/s320/The+Moon+2.JPG" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVowaJ6Y8I/AAAAAAAAACY/9k0zdFBucgM/s1600-h/The+Moon+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072575736166638530" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="149" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVowaJ6Y8I/AAAAAAAAACY/9k0zdFBucgM/s320/The+Moon+3.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9182553730783508933-5435277240997683169?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/5435277240997683169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=5435277240997683169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5435277240997683169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5435277240997683169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/thursday-31-may-2007.html' title='Thursday 31 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVoWqJ6Y6I/AAAAAAAAACI/Y6r6E7Pmaeo/s72-c/The+Moon+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-6773580662484889181</id><published>2007-06-05T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:24:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 30 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY 30 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hurray!!! Today, I will be going to my Gu gu house. So, went to pack the bag. Tennis racket, badminton racket, in-line skaters, swimming trunks, towel, shampoo, soap, and all my clothes. Not to forget, my thumbdrive and my magic cards and cloth that I bought fro Daiso a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached, my Gu gu ordered 2 med Hawaiian pizza wif 6 sweet and spicy drumlets and 2 garlic breads. Ate 2 slices of Hawaiian pizza, 2 drumlets and a few slices of Garlic Bread ( Garrick will be humiliated ).&lt;br /&gt;After that went to play PSP - Fifa '07 and Crazy Taxi. The Fifa '07 was okay. I multiplayer-ed wif Wei Yong n I drew...Maybe I was not used to play Fifa '07 on a PSP as I always play Winning Eleven or Pro Evolution on my PS 2.&lt;br /&gt;At 4 pm, went to zzz becoz I was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;At, 5 pm, went swimming. The water was cool and refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back and ate prawn noodles made by my Gu gu. Very Yummy. Yum yum. Wei Chong, Wei Yong, and Po po ate dry noodles while Mei mei, Gong gong and me ate wet noodles. I never tried dry praw noodles b4 although I have heard abt it. I stole some strands of dry mee from Wei Chong and some strands of dry kway teow from Po po. The first time I tried dry prawn noodles. Delicious, but I still prefer wet prawn noodles. Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;At nite, played like a mad idiot agn. Watched the 10 'o clock show on channel U ( Nice Show ).&lt;br /&gt;Slept at around 11 pm wif Gong gong in Wei Chong's room on a single-sized bed. So squeezy and no bolster. Dotz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVkFaJ6Y5I/AAAAAAAAACA/BcOVITmd5C0/s1600-h/Pizza+Hut+Meal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072570599385752466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVkFaJ6Y5I/AAAAAAAAACA/BcOVITmd5C0/s320/Pizza+Hut+Meal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-6773580662484889181?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/6773580662484889181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=6773580662484889181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6773580662484889181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6773580662484889181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/wednesday-30-may-2007_05.html' title='Wednesday 30 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVkFaJ6Y5I/AAAAAAAAACA/BcOVITmd5C0/s72-c/Pizza+Hut+Meal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-9188380833083423655</id><published>2007-06-05T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:46:47.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 29 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TUESDAY 29 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up early and went to Clementi MRT Station. Damn the bus. It was early morning and the bus came late. Then, the bus made its way to Clementi MRT Station in a roundabout manner ( First time taking this bus ) Damn it! Was 10 min late.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Clementi MRT, and there were onli 2 ppl( Nigel and Ze Xuan ) WTF! I thought at least muz have 10ppl, 2 ppl, OMG!! JT fetched us to a place to plae soccer. Street soccer. JT taught us how to shoot the ball wif power and accuracy. Then, we three tried shots and JT was the goalie. He challenged us, saying that if one of us score any 1 goal, he would do 5 push-ups. We also practiced dribbling, passing and shooting. ME?? My shots were either too high, too low, or accurate but no power. Dotz...&lt;br /&gt;After about 1hr 45 min, JT fetched us back to Nan Hua. We went to help him take some things from his car boot to the BB room. Then, met some BB sec 3 and made our way Bukit Timah Plaza. 8 ppl squeezed into a car. Haha. In the car, we kept waving to other ppl!!! HA HA HA! At Bukit Timah Plaza, ate Nasi Lemak. OMG, except the chicken wing, every thing else was disgusting. Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;JT and the rest then headed to a LAN shop to play DOTA. So, I went home. Actually, I wanted to walk to MLC and then take the 970 bus back home. But then, I wanted to challenge myself, so I decided to walk back home. From Bukit Timah Plaza all the way to Hillbrooks. On the way, I bought 6 egg tarts. Actually, my other motive was to kill time. At home damn sian... Finally, reached home. Mummy praised me for walking back home and buying egg tarts.&lt;br /&gt;After eating 2 egg tarts, my mother told me that I will be going to Gu gu house to stay till Saturday! YEAH! HURRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Just slacked through the rest of the day, playing Final Fantasy X-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVbAKJ6Y3I/AAAAAAAAABs/Io9kSJ2YjKM/s1600-h/FFX+2+(+2+).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072560613586789234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVbAKJ6Y3I/AAAAAAAAABs/Io9kSJ2YjKM/s320/FFX+2+(+2+).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/9182553730783508933-9188380833083423655?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/9188380833083423655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=9188380833083423655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/9188380833083423655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/9188380833083423655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/tuesday-29-may-2007_05.html' title='Tuesday 29 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmVbAKJ6Y3I/AAAAAAAAABs/Io9kSJ2YjKM/s72-c/FFX+2+(+2+).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-5572019642773665326</id><published>2007-06-05T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T17:26:35.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday 28 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MONDAY 28 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, juz slacked! Played Final Fantasy X-2 and Computer games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mother showed me my report card. I was 1st in class and 5th in the whole special stream. YES!!! I was so elated!!! I beat Derrick!! Yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At Nite, went to IMM to shop! I bought 2 things at Daiso. One magic changing card and one unbreakable toothpick magic. Yeah! The magic rox! I am gonna show it to all my cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, after shopping at Daiso, went to one Hong Kong Tea Shop at 3 level. Drank Hong Kong style milk tea. Mummy ordered one red bean soup. The personnel of the shop muz be crazy. The red bean soup was so darn sweet I'd rather eat sugar!! WTF! Threw the whole bowl away. Waste of money!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JT SMS me asked me if I wanted to go to soccer + lunch outing wif him 2moro. So, I agreed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUsMaJ6Y0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ee8HkuO5cb8/s1600-h/FFX+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072509146993681218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUsMaJ6Y0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ee8HkuO5cb8/s320/FFX+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/9182553730783508933-5572019642773665326?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/5572019642773665326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=5572019642773665326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5572019642773665326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/5572019642773665326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/monday-28-may-2007.html' title='Monday 28 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUsMaJ6Y0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ee8HkuO5cb8/s72-c/FFX+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-6712100361042983449</id><published>2007-06-05T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T17:14:22.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 27 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUNDAY 27 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, Garrick was soooo happy. Last day of camp!! I, not that happy. I dunno what to do at home. He is Maple freak so he got a lot of things to do at home. I hate Maple, I detest Maple, COZ IT SUKS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up and had morning exercise. Argh, needed to do crunches and sit-ups lying on the wet and muddy grounds of the field next to the campsite canteen. WTF! Made my clothes and pants so dirty. Its not that I am being a girl. Its juz that its very hard to wash lol!&lt;br /&gt;Then there was muster parade. Mustard parade Lah! Waste of time. Inspection AGN! ARGHHHHH!!! TIO another 5+5 push-ups!!!!&lt;br /&gt;After the mustard parade had butter cake, small pizza and vitasoy for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;At 9am, changed into PE attire and played soccer. Yeah! First match, I scored a vital goal at the &lt;strong&gt;LAST&lt;/strong&gt; minute and made the score 1 - 0!!! YEAH!! I was so happy!!! The goalie did a high ball. I was at the opponent's goa post. I used my right foot and flicked the high ball into goal. Yeah!! If the ball went into the goal, without my flick, it would be direct and not be counted as a goal. So, I did my team proud. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;There was a 2nd match. I had a few attemps but did not score. In the end, it was a draw 2 - 2.&lt;br /&gt;After sports, the whole of sec 1 got punished becoz some ppl took the mango cordial to refill their water bottles without permission. DAMN!!! I couldn't drink becoz I got cough!!! Then, for nothin did push-ups!! F!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, my most hated, bunk inspection. Altogether, my whole level got 6 bunks, minus 1 officer bunk. That leaves 5 student bunks. And altogether, we made 6 mistakes. Damn! 6x5 push-ups for each mistake = 30 push-ups. DAMN!! I do until my arm pain like SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;Next, it was time for area cleaning. I was asked to clean the toilet. Luckliy, no need to scrub the toilet, juz make sure the basin is dry. Used tissue paper, mopped and mopped and mopped. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;This part!! Garrick muz be exhilarated!! Camp debrief and dissmisal. JT told us that there would be a big parade on 1st July at Expo Hall 9 and 10 and it was compulsory for us to go...&lt;br /&gt;And Bla bla bla...Finally, we took all our valuables and bags and headed to Clementi MRT. ( Garrick muz be too excited and had a heart attack HAHA!! )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!! Reached Clementi MRT. Gong gong and Po po went to fetch me and I had prawn noodles and 4 mixed Ah Balling a coffee shop in Clementi which sells famous Ah balling.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went home and played wif the computer. Watched episode 48, 49 and 50 of Gundam Seed Destiny! At last, Gilbert was shot by Rey and revealed that Rey was Gilbert and Talia's son...OMG!! Now then I noe why Rey supported Gilbert so much...! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmHqJ6YxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TURZsq1PU4E/s1600-h/Gilbert+Dullindal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072502468319535890" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmHqJ6YxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TURZsq1PU4E/s320/Gilbert+Dullindal.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmhKJ6YyI/AAAAAAAAABA/-TJE0DKkeqo/s1600-h/Rey+Za+Burrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072502906406200098" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmhKJ6YyI/AAAAAAAAABA/-TJE0DKkeqo/s320/Rey+Za+Burrel.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmpqJ6YzI/AAAAAAAAABI/9nJBBcIaeGI/s1600-h/Talia+Gladys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072503052435088178" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="228" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmpqJ6YzI/AAAAAAAAABI/9nJBBcIaeGI/s320/Talia+Gladys.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUjlaJ6YuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kTPZG06vwrs/s1600-h/Gilbert+Dullindal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUj3KJ6YvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aIQD4i4bXV0/s1600-h/Rey+Za+Burrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUkDqJ6YwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eVLyKL_WnWY/s1600-h/Talia+Gladys.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slept at about 10.30pm...zzz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-6712100361042983449?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/6712100361042983449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=6712100361042983449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6712100361042983449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/6712100361042983449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunday-27-may-2007_05.html' title='Sunday 27 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmUmHqJ6YxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TURZsq1PU4E/s72-c/Gilbert+Dullindal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-3550418708483405219</id><published>2007-06-05T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T17:12:58.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 26 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SATURDAY 26 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today morning woke up at 8 and went to polish my shoes and boots. Supposed to wake up at 9.30am and fall in at 10am. But my wole bunk people 'Gan Chiong' so we woke up at 8 and poilshed the belts and boots, afraid that we will kena more push-ups during inspection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then at 9.30am ate breakfast - one red bean bun and one banana cake. And that damn Andrew threw the banana cake at me...That ass! The cake almost dropped on the floor, luckily I caught it by my knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then it was muster parade, and I did nothin...Muster parade was just inspection. Luckily, 2 hours ago I juz polished my boots and belt. But still kena sai bcoz my name tag was crooked. 5 push-ups lor...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the muster parade ( might as well say inspection parade ), we changed to Nan Hua PE attire and did team building games. Actually, I thought it was dumb to change into full BB uniform juz for a mere inspection and then change back agn. Dotz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Team building games was fun, my squad played with water bombs. Actually, our squad vs squad 1 ( which was Andrew's squad, Yes! ) We had to cover Garrick with toilet paper and somewhat make him look like an egyptian mummy. Then, squad 1 muz throw water bombs at us, and Han Guang, Jia Jun, Shang Kwok and me ( The whole of sec 1 squad 3...might as well say class 1-10 ) muz protect Garrick from being wet. ( How wet the tissue paper is )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, we adopted the soccer plan. I mean, the part where the soccer players hug 2gether before a match... Like this&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmTXdqJ6YtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aFkJvBb-Ixg/s1600-h/Soccer+Players+Hugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072415984858063570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmTXdqJ6YtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aFkJvBb-Ixg/s320/Soccer+Players+Hugging.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wif Garrick in the middle, of coz...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then there was lunch...Yeah! One of my favourites Nasi Lemak! Yahoo! There was one fried chicken wing, one fried drumlet, long bean, ikan bilis wif peanut and one fried egg! Splendid! Yahoooo!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After lunch, JT told 1-10 ( Sec 1 Squad 3 ) abt his life story. OMG, so touching.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, we went to bike room and officer Darryl told us abt tents, how to pitch them, where are suitable places to pitch them, dome tent, basha tent and stuff like that. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then went to pitch tent in Sembawang park lor! Actually, it was fun, and we spent time there till abt 3.30pm. Looks like it was abt to rain, and the next program was drill. So Garrick was sooo happy, he thought that there was no drill.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went back to campsite, and it rained. Garrick was elated. "All of you, change into full uniform and fall in at the corridor outside the bike room! Move!" my seniors shouted. Ha ha, Garrick was depressed.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During drill, I moved to the free space at level 2 and learnt 'Ke Kanan Pusing', 'Ke Kiri Pusing' and 'Ke Belakang Pusing' from CS...Then, after abt 45min, went back to the corridor wif the sec 3. JT said we muz all do 5 consecutive 'Ke Kanan Pusing', 'Ke Kiri Pusing' and 'Ke Belakang Pusing' b4 we can go for war games. So then here, a lot of ppl cock up and then we kena sai ( agn ) Finally, we finished and changed into PE attire for the war games.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;War games was lame. Capture the flag. I did not noe what actually the game was all abt. So I JUZ SLACKED...Ha ha!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After war games went to bathe ( faster this time ) and there was dinner. Lemon chicken, fried fish in tomato sauce wif rice for dinner ( forgot wat the vege was... ).&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next stop, campfire. Quite fun, Mr BB and Miss GB and all the songs and the skits, although quite stuffy and hot...There was one game that we muz mix wif GB. Then I wif some sec 1 and sec 3 nvr participate. So, kena scolding from Edmund Ng and lucky onli sec 3 kena drill at nite. Eh! Sec 1 new what! Muz giv chance!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that sleep. In my bunk, the bunk ppl were having parade. Ha ha! "PARADE" eh..?! Lame lol! Toking abt 2094th company and did all the funny commands.&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;"Eh! I see your face not happy! Knock it down 100!" Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there was one guy whose voice sounded like Edmund Ng when he gave ''commands". Ha ha ha!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slept after the lame "PARADE"...zzz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-3550418708483405219?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/3550418708483405219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=3550418708483405219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/3550418708483405219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/3550418708483405219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/saturday-26-may-2007.html' title='Saturday 26 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mg-1w7SYyg0/RmTXdqJ6YtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aFkJvBb-Ixg/s72-c/Soccer+Players+Hugging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182553730783508933.post-4634537152180697996</id><published>2007-06-04T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T17:12:24.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 25 May 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRIDAY 25 MAY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school, nothing interesting, except for the Home Econs period when I finished my sewing of my rabbit. Got 12 and half for this sewing test. Yeah! Finally time to go for BB camp. Changed into BB uniform and stood in the hot sun for about 45min because of admin and waiting for bus to come. Oh my god. Horrible. The sun was scorching...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the bus came and headed for BB campsite in Sembawang. When reached, there was inspection and I kena 5 push-ups ( better than some more right...? )&lt;br /&gt;After that it was drill. The drill really drilled me...Haha&lt;br /&gt;Next it was bath time. I took quite long to bathe and then got scolding from the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;And then it was finally dinner time. Ate ngoh hiang, braised chicken in dark sauce and cabbage wif rice. OMG, best camp food ever tasted...Yummy, better than Spark C.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, sang christian songs and there was adventure lesson. Teach me how to navigate using the compass and how to see maps.&lt;br /&gt;And most hated, bunk inspection. We must make sure everthing is standardised. Pillow and blankets must all put at one side, no creases on the bedsheet ( This is impossible!! ) and we kena sai here. Inspect...No good...Do again...Inspect, still no good...Do somemore...And then inspect again...Then do again. Push-ups, push-ups and more push-ups. OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;Then there was preparation n briefing for the night hike and then supper. I had some small pizza, and some yucky bread filled with chocolate cream. The chocolate cream tasted more like shit cream, YUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was the night hike. Wah, it was like walking 10km. My legs were dead tired. Actually, we muz go through 8 checkpoints b4 we could go back to the campsite. Hee hee, we cheated, we onli went through 6. Walking through the first 2 checkpoints seemed like fun, but when we reached the 4th one, my legs felt like giving up...Ouch, every step I took hurt. The worst was King's Ave, all the bunglows there looked lke haunted houses, and the streetlights were far apart, so it was eerie, dark and spooky. But, after the hike, it seemed like fun...!&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, the hike started at 12am and ended at 3am...Then I went to snooze...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182553730783508933-4634537152180697996?l=kombatx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/feeds/4634537152180697996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182553730783508933&amp;postID=4634537152180697996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4634537152180697996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182553730783508933/posts/default/4634537152180697996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kombatx.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-25-may-2007.html' title='Friday 25 May 2007'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06061638904145202724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
