<?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-36177490</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:00:00.464-07:00</updated><category term='You&apos;re the only one who matters'/><category term='i think i&apos;m a hero too'/><category term='Transformers are sweet'/><category term='Go Getta'/><title type='text'>Wait For Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-7900686091582375247</id><published>2007-12-16T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T06:32:51.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a really long while since i last went to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really the Mindef internship, kinda inspired me to work really hard to train up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really pumped out, tired and feel like sleeping. But there are still tons of homework waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still monster hunts to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games &gt; life&gt; homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start getting stuff for christmas before the prices start hiking. Remember ur econs dudes? Demand shock in just another week, i can see the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7900686091582375247?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7900686091582375247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7900686091582375247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7900686091582375247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7900686091582375247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/12/been-really-long-while-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-220869951836045645</id><published>2007-12-14T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T04:26:28.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8fd2830ba69e3b0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08fd2830ba69e3b0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331146872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B84C1ABF1C737E80DA22CBD11CBBB40FF70BCCF.1CD442B646FC798E66A0B47C2972A064DB5BDC08%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fd2830ba69e3b0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVHQnsX7p613jaeLNoqvunjszXZk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08fd2830ba69e3b0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331146872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B84C1ABF1C737E80DA22CBD11CBBB40FF70BCCF.1CD442B646FC798E66A0B47C2972A064DB5BDC08%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fd2830ba69e3b0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVHQnsX7p613jaeLNoqvunjszXZk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A video me and my team made for the YDSP animation competition. We dint win the competition, but still i'm very proud of our work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the clip we spent the last 4 days making. Mind you, it was damn tiring and tedious. And we know nuts about animation making...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But i guess the 40 bucks MPH voucher kinda make up for the not winning. It's not about winning anyway (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-220869951836045645?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8fd2830ba69e3b0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/220869951836045645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=220869951836045645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/220869951836045645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/220869951836045645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/12/video-me-and-my-team-made-for-ydsp.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-2233094586387077511</id><published>2007-12-11T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T04:52:20.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've promised to blog today so even though i'm damn tired right now, i'll just post something about the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8.29pm now and i'm still busy planning the storyline of this animation that we've to finish by friday. The duration of the clip MUST be around 60-90 secs. And for your information, most commercials on TV, they're only around 30 secs. So i'm really squeezing my brain juices down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm very tired now, physically and mentally too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason..&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days after i came back from China Yunnan (how i wish i'm back there), I left on this overnight internship programme at MINDEF or rather, at the Singapore Armed Forces Officer Cadet school. A pretty enriching and enjoyable experience i would say.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time i launched real live grenades from a grenade launcher and the whole bunch of us pretty much flattened a hill (ROFL). The grenades din't kill me but the recoil+sound could have. I've fired live rounds from a semi-automatic machine gun too and a sniper rifle. Was definitely a, how should i put it, a thrilling experience. I'm talking about real guns not water guns that u find at the neighbourhood swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about MIP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i've met --&gt; lots of high ranking officers + the 4 highest ranking individuals in the SAF. The Chiefs of Navy/Airforce/Army and Defence. No kidding. Very impressive characters really. And really finally understood what loving my nation really is. A feeling i can't put to words, and that's why i won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about MIP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food --&gt; Good stuff, exactly what my brother promised me. I remember having LOTS of teabreaks with great food. Roti Prata and pastas for breakfasts. Chocolate buns/muffins for snacks. Especially the food for the navy, it rocks. Well they did explain the reason why.. Apparently, the chefs for the RSSs are all trained professionals (smart) because for the navy crew, when they have to spend a long period of time onboard the ship for exercises/trainings, food and sleep may be the only thing they can look forward to that's why good food serves to be a good morale booster. Never knew huh?&lt;br /&gt;Drinks --&gt; Abit too bland, but i won't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity we missed the cheenok ride and the Black Hawks' aerial display. But getting to see all the aircrafts (static display) was amazing enough. The F-16s and the fighter helicopters are my personal favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh enough about MIP. I'll now talk about YDSP camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started on 10th december, which is yesterday, and we went to DSO for a tour around the labs. Saw a few DSTA stuff that i saw in the army, such as the 3rd generation army stuff and IKC2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 5 day event, and even though it's a camp it's not a overnight camp. Which means i still get home and interact with the world. At least i thought so. Until i started getting busy with all the animation @#$@#$ that i have to do because we're taking part in this competition and we will have to present our end product to a panel of judges THIS FRIDAY. Horrors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FURTHEMORE, I have yet to touch my homework. The whole pile of homework #$%!@ that i have to do, waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's december holidays now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-2233094586387077511?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/2233094586387077511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=2233094586387077511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2233094586387077511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2233094586387077511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-promised-to-blog-today-so-even.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1143335101097879106</id><published>2007-12-04T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T07:22:35.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to be away for 3 days, without internet access and my handphone. So i'm going to MIA.&lt;br /&gt;See you guys around :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1143335101097879106?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1143335101097879106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1143335101097879106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1143335101097879106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1143335101097879106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-going-to-be-away-for-3-days-without.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1636835490634095266</id><published>2007-11-29T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:35:07.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1.07am now and i'm supposed to continue my blogpost about my outreach trip to China Yunnan. And once again I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that most people will start writing about things they've learnt from trips like such, what they've gained and then continue writing about the trip in chronological order, and so i'll do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe most of all, or rather should i say, all of us SHOULD have learnt to be more appreciative about things that we already have, probably to complain less and to treasure things more. The villagers in China, let's not talk about technology and stuff, they don't even have proper sanitation facilities. Yes, Miss Koh did say it may be their culture and such, but this? We's aint even talking about a flush, toilet bowls and all, you're lucky enough if you dont have spiders crawling up your butts or see maggots squirming around in that shithole each time you go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;And when i say hole, i really mean a hole. The public toilets in that area ain't what we really call toilets. It's just a dug hole with some wooden planks above to hold your weight and filled with a stench so awful i think even a housefly can die sniffing it. Okay take that back, the toilets are filled with undying houseflies. And when i say shit hole, i really mean a shit hole. Cause all that's in that "toilet" is, to put it nicely, human waste. Loads and piles of them. They don't have a flush remember? So people just go in there, do their business, and leave and they just remain there piling up until one day it fills till the top, then they shovel it away or down further in that hole.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the inspiration for the command "fire in the hole" in counter strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are, complaining about little things like not having enough toilets in TJC? They only have one 'toilet' for the whole school population over there. Which on the other hand, aint alot. They have only 7 classes of around 40 students each, 1 class for ever primary school level and an additional one for preschoolers but that's besides the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yup, that probably explains why i've learnt to treasure things that i have and not whine about things i don't have. If i were to ever complain about anything, slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then secondly, I've learnt how to interact with people better (I hope). And that I won't elaborate on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, I've realized the importance of working in a team. PW couldn't teach me that. But the lovely kids over there could. They showed me what competition really meant, some of the naughty horror kids did screw my days then real bad too, but that taught me the importance of working as a team (by team i'm referring to whole bunch of us tjcians in Yunnan). Okay here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts, maybe i'll continue tomorrow, which is a friday, nov 30th which also sucks. Cause i thought 30th was a Saturday so i can go out, which sucks cause i've gotten that wrong too. Saturday is 1st of December, which means I have MIP that day which also means I can't go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1636835490634095266?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1636835490634095266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1636835490634095266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1636835490634095266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1636835490634095266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1501743067887223042</id><published>2007-11-28T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T06:55:50.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think i&apos;m a hero too'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>North South East West&lt;br /&gt;Home is STILL the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Nov 28 today, and i've gotten back here on the 26th, which means it has been 2 days since the trip ended. Which also means, i've wasted 2 days doing nothing but sleep, eat and watch heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i have alot to post about but i don't know where to start from. My thoughts about the trip, the wonderful experience i had in Yunnan, my feelings, things/people who inspired me and so much more, but no worries, aint gonna post anything preachy so you peeps dont have to worry about getting turned off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll start with... eh... I'll start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna continue watching Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1501743067887223042?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1501743067887223042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1501743067887223042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1501743067887223042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1501743067887223042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/11/north-south-east-west-home-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8914996697493419439</id><published>2007-08-11T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T06:41:58.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go Getta'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trapped all day&lt;br /&gt;Play all night&lt;br /&gt;This is the life of a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8914996697493419439?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8914996697493419439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8914996697493419439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8914996697493419439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8914996697493419439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/08/trapped-all-day-play-all-night-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6130376055009803203</id><published>2007-08-09T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:35:26.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy National Day!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long while since i last went Katong for pool/overnight LAN gaming.&lt;br /&gt;Nightlife really aint suited for me.&lt;br /&gt;I crashed and got home really dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;IF it wasnt for the 9 other people who dint have enough to make it 10 players for 5v5, i wouldnt go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, there was this irritating guy jerking out at the lanshop. What a bitch, it's so disturbing. There are girls around in the lanshop y'know.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing much to post, I'm really kinda tired today since i've only reached home around 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6130376055009803203?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6130376055009803203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6130376055009803203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6130376055009803203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6130376055009803203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-national-day-enjoy-your-long.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-5840510767048446455</id><published>2007-08-01T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T08:59:20.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must really thank anon, I never knew I have so many friends dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor, doctor, he's alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-5840510767048446455?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/5840510767048446455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=5840510767048446455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5840510767048446455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5840510767048446455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-must-really-thank-anon-i-never-knew-i.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8663424778482437978</id><published>2007-07-30T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T04:51:20.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re the only one who matters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is kinda dead. I haven't posted in a long while, but then again, my tagboard seems really lively with anons and all the nice friends tagging in my defence, hey thanks that's very nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not quite needed, since I never really bothered about how people think of me. And how people look at me. Hate me or love me, that's entirely your choice, and i don't really care. (unless of course if you're someone that important in my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so everyone's down with the lethal PW-disease.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't the only one who's not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;PW PW PW PW getamped PW PW PW PW PW getamped.&lt;br /&gt;That's basically what my life is about at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;And my aerospace proposal to NTU got through (: the professor agreed to help me with my science project stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it's really hard to imagine that there are actually such nice people out there. (or even around me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs coming, so.... good luck everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8663424778482437978?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8663424778482437978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8663424778482437978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8663424778482437978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8663424778482437978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-blog-is-kinda-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-5616668984807088202</id><published>2007-07-15T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:04:18.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-5616668984807088202?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/5616668984807088202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=5616668984807088202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5616668984807088202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5616668984807088202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-view-on-yourself-other-people-find.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8165243445904549329</id><published>2007-07-14T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:19:26.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I promise i'll be the one you always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8165243445904549329?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8165243445904549329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8165243445904549329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8165243445904549329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8165243445904549329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-promise-ill-be-one-you-always-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7049200787963089222</id><published>2007-07-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:16:03.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally updating.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update about my life actually.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up JCTs.&lt;br /&gt;Ponning lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing but PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay then. JCTs, i did fine, as in i really did extraordinarily well, considering that i only spent like 6hours?7hours? studying. So that's the thing, sometimes when you put in considerably alot of effort, and then you don't get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;And other times, you don't even bother, and then you do better.&lt;br /&gt;You start wondering, so why should you put in that much effort, since the end might still be the same? Or your efforts might not even pay off? Or they might even go wasted? Then why would you still be doing things like such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for my PDP, I ran for a post impulsively, and surprisingly I got the post (of a project coordinator). I doubt i deserve it really, but then I have to do it, I'll give it my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;That's the same for Project Work i bet for many people, it's probably the same, we don't really care what kind of results we get at the end, but since we're already doing it. Might as well give it our best shot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like in life, there're probably so many things that we have to do (though we don't want to) and thus we shall give it our best. Don't you think that's a really bad bad bad lame stupid reason to put in effort in a particular piece of work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm totally irritated by the me that I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CY is really the love. HA HA HA (this is for Raghav to read)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7049200787963089222?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7049200787963089222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7049200787963089222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7049200787963089222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7049200787963089222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-666522766197149858</id><published>2007-07-05T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:47:06.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As life goes on,&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to learn more and more about responsibility&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that everything I do is affecting the people around me&lt;br /&gt;So I want to take this time out,&lt;br /&gt;to apologize for things that I've done,&lt;br /&gt;things that haven't occurred yet,&lt;br /&gt;and things that they don't want to take responsibility for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-666522766197149858?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/666522766197149858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=666522766197149858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/666522766197149858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/666522766197149858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-life-goes-on-im-starting-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7796571331413300149</id><published>2007-07-02T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:08:50.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers are sweet'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Transformers was way awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it but it's really the THING to dig.&lt;br /&gt;It's too cool.&lt;br /&gt;And kinda too cute.&lt;br /&gt;And very very very chio. I mean you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know who you are, thanks for your company.&lt;br /&gt;I really need everyday to be like today and life will definitely rock.&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.50am now by the way, and there's school later on and in 5 hours' time I'm supposed to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it'll really be the half day the school promised. I want a half day i seriously need a break from everything.&lt;br /&gt;OCIP, PW, datelines, and more datelines. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, on the brighter side, I'm kinda glad I finished JCTs. I mean i know i'm going to fail many subjects, but i doubt i will need to see the principal. And i know you guys won't believe this, but i clocked less than 6 hours studying for JCTs believe me. But i guess sometimes, even with limited time, things won't be that bad as long as you stay calm and study smart and keep your cool and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7796571331413300149?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7796571331413300149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7796571331413300149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7796571331413300149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7796571331413300149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers-was-way-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8068261856033115761</id><published>2007-06-08T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:31:54.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a little bored.&lt;br /&gt;So here i am wasting some time away.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, sometimes you're so bored that you don't even want to do anything, the mood just gets to you if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. I was thinking about some weird stuff that i thought i should really post it down.&lt;br /&gt;You know it's like there's this stuff about "there's only two kinds of people in this world" and then people carry on to generalize and split the world into just two different groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like for example, I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two types of people in the world,&lt;br /&gt;People who hate me and people who supports me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now, you belong to either group, either you hate me or you simply adore me.&lt;br /&gt;But then what people dont realize is (or maybe they do, but lets assume they dont) under these two groups, there are other "two groups"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like for all the haters, they are people who hate me because of what i do, and the other hate me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;And then for people who hate me for who i am, hates me for yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list carries on, and then in the end, the number of "types" of people actually adds up to be alot, (and possibly adds up to the sheer number of human beings) and that contradicts the very first statement  i made about there being two types of people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay there you go, a random post for a bored person to kill time posted for the bored person who seeks to kill time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8068261856033115761?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8068261856033115761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8068261856033115761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8068261856033115761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8068261856033115761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-got-little-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8517723636975017526</id><published>2007-06-07T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T09:01:13.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know i havent been really faithful to my blog for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my fault I'm too lazy to blog and so even if no1 reads my blog anymore, I'm to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO know that there's the Gatsby Launch Party tomorrow at Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;And I ALSO know that there's the Big Groove coming out soon over the weekends that is like supposedly a cannot miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'm seriously not interested.&lt;br /&gt;Just stop asking me, I'm staying home and read my manga, watch my anime, play my games and be a total outcast (and that's what i feel like exactly right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, alot of stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;Too much to blog about. (So that's why I'm not saying much :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just possibly did the craziest (stupidest) thing i ever did in my whole life the day before.&lt;br /&gt;Haha I din't really want to blog about it, exclaim proudly to the whole world that I..&lt;br /&gt;Threw my phone down the rubbish chute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE crazy.&lt;br /&gt;But here you go, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;Freak accidents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know it's late, but HAPPY birthday Vivian :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope my singing wasn't too bad) I REALLY DO HOPE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8517723636975017526?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8517723636975017526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm down with a high fever.&lt;br /&gt;As in, seriously down and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling weak half the time and the other half of the time I'm just sleeping away.&lt;br /&gt;Been lying on the bed for more than 1.5days and not moving?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the stupid fever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to go to mambo night (not that i'm really that interested but hey it's prolly once a year? i'm not sure)&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to go out saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have the energy to maplestory frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and i'm down here exhausting every single last bit of the energy i have to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone save me!!&lt;br /&gt;And cheerios Boonie, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;People come people go.&lt;br /&gt;Just that some people mattered more to us than others.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really good at cheering people up but hey, there's always time to get down and all, but it's about time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8264223226537086415?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8264223226537086415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8264223226537086415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8264223226537086415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8264223226537086415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-down-with-high-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1635685616932221093</id><published>2007-05-05T01:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:40:59.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG&lt;br /&gt;High fever sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1635685616932221093?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1635685616932221093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1635685616932221093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1635685616932221093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1635685616932221093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg-high-fever-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8235051859744634853</id><published>2007-05-02T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T05:08:05.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found myself my FIRST worshipper (more is to come).&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE LIM&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magicbegins.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://magicbegins.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8235051859744634853?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8235051859744634853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8235051859744634853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8235051859744634853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8235051859744634853'/><link 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[HA HA HA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway things are kinda boring these days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost always late.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost always unwelcomed.&lt;br /&gt;And i made myself several enemies.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know what's up with me these days but i just can't stand the people around me. The things they do and the things they say. And the things they say they'll do, and them not doing the things that they say they'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my brother went back to camp just today. Bringing back all his troubles with him. Life is a little more enjoyable without him [I guess]. I don't have to share the computer. More time for maplestory. More time to chat. And a little more time for my homework.&lt;br /&gt;According to him, army life just kinda suck. I'm not really sure myself but it seems that everyone that gets in, will become some freaking vulgar dude who learns to smoke and drink.&lt;br /&gt;Which is quite true. Look at some of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many of them are those that swore against smoking, or those saying:"I'll never smoke in my life blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my point is, be careful when you make promises or bring others down, cause the very next day you could have easily broken your promises or start talking to the people you were backstabbing yesterday as if he's your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;And it's just all kinda irritating to me. So stop talking shit about other people to me. I may be entertaining you by listening and nodding my head and all, but hey, I'm not really listening to your bullshit okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not dumb, I'm just suay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6217480799410509481?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6217480799410509481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6217480799410509481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6217480799410509481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6217480799410509481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/05/maybe-boonie-is-right.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-2602788927814295438</id><published>2007-04-26T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:12:29.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have nothing to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of studying so hard when you still get stupid grades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-2602788927814295438?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-203654451673862528</id><published>2007-04-16T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T08:44:47.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lo and behold&lt;br /&gt;She's walking over to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-203654451673862528?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/203654451673862528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=203654451673862528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/203654451673862528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/203654451673862528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/04/lo-and-behold-shes-walking-over-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-4034440869369333805</id><published>2007-04-08T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T05:44:36.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never really found out how the ants get in the water cooler in my house.&lt;br /&gt;I refill it almost every other day, so i know.&lt;br /&gt;There's always one or two drowned or drowning ants inside.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, they irritate me alot, considering that they shit/urine/drink the water that i drunk for that day.&lt;br /&gt;But gradually i got very interested in how they managed to still get in there every single day, even if i took extra care to cover the cooler, sealing it up and all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the patience to just sit there and observe, i have better things to do mind you.&lt;br /&gt;But still, to make sure they had no possible way to get, i tried all sorts of methods and i was extremely sure there were no holes and such for them to get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND yet, they can get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, they knew there was water in there, basic animalistic survival instincts i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Then they always get in, even after all the stuff that i did to make sure they couldn't, so that makes them smart insects.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, they get in, drown to death, and never really got out, and THAT makes them stupid insects.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, even if they were for sure to drown to death, they never gave up, always kept struggling and struggling to somehow swim or crawl up the inner metal cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they just simply goddamn stupid, or is this the "die hard" attitude, perserverance that we all need?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-4034440869369333805?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/4034440869369333805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=4034440869369333805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8337151473154844277?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8337151473154844277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8337151473154844277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8337151473154844277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8337151473154844277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-is-everyone-in-such-bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3437631209118036341</id><published>2007-04-02T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T04:25:34.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April fools april fools. This is definitely the month for me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's up with me but i'm not really concentrating much.&lt;br /&gt;I din't know that i was using two spoons today to eat my stupid bowl of rice until i started washing them.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that it's not 1st of april today.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't blogged in a while.&lt;br /&gt;But I have nothing much that I feel like posting about.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother had a really difficult customer today and she was whining and whining about how irritating that guy was, and i have to agree that i could feel for her.&lt;br /&gt;The guy started scolding my mother even before she could speak up, demanding to know why her company X was so inefficient and all, causing a delay in the completion of his company's project.&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many baskets around.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i'm just one.&lt;br /&gt;Just that i'm a little more emo.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so sick of stealing glances of you.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna walk up and confess and let you know how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Though you probably already know.&lt;br /&gt;Though you probably don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;But i just couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Stop believing in love? Maybe.. Or rather.&lt;br /&gt;Stop believing in true everlasting love. Cause it doesn't exist. At least not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to all emo dudes out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3437631209118036341?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3437631209118036341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3437631209118036341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3437631209118036341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3437631209118036341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-fools-april-fools.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-2075369321608046339</id><published>2007-03-22T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:41:22.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why I havent been blogging for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any excuses/reasons to why I'm not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But neither can i find any to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take all the blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-2075369321608046339?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/2075369321608046339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=2075369321608046339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2075369321608046339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2075369321608046339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-ask-me-why-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8885957541331841558</id><published>2007-03-07T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T03:38:41.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what's up?&lt;br /&gt;About time i start blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;I took a really long break. Was a little tired, sick and bored with my kind of lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to start going around and start looking for new things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Meet new people and all.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll have to say...&lt;br /&gt;I failed.&lt;br /&gt;Terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my tablet.&lt;br /&gt;Maplestory.&lt;br /&gt;Joey and Joel.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks _o_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I skipped school yesterday. The reason being I overslept, went to this chalet and was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And factor in some more hours of gaming.&lt;br /&gt;The cold rainy weather.&lt;br /&gt;Some stupid earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really blame me sleeping for so many hours, trying really hard not to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what really happened to me these few days that i've somewhat disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Remains a secret :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HEY!&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch pursuit of happiness now now now now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8885957541331841558?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8885957541331841558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8885957541331841558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8885957541331841558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8885957541331841558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-whats-up-about-time-i-start-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-2769405202969379804</id><published>2007-02-26T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:26:14.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's going to be my birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Finally 17.&lt;br /&gt;New wings.&lt;br /&gt;Expecting more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;But with greater responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday before i went to sleep. I was thinking, and i realized. Nothing in the computer you're using now, I'm using now, is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much of that is real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday emo boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-2769405202969379804?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/2769405202969379804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=2769405202969379804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2769405202969379804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2769405202969379804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-going-to-be-my-birthday-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6859069123856085482</id><published>2007-02-24T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:06:53.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25th february 2007&lt;br /&gt;2 days till my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;3 days till Wendy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And it's my cousin's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Ni Shen Ri Kuai Le&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Ni Shen Ri Kuai Le&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Ni Shen Ri Kuai Le&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Ni Shen Ri Kuai Le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry about not blogging for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Life's been boring.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;Raining outside, can't possibly go out. And I have no friends remember.&lt;br /&gt;So no pool.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck home playing stupid computer games.&lt;br /&gt;So no gym.&lt;br /&gt;No friends to chat with.&lt;br /&gt;No msn. No phone calls. No life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll do a short post because i forgot what i wanted to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6859069123856085482?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6859069123856085482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6859069123856085482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6859069123856085482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6859069123856085482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/25th-february-2007-2-days-till-my.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1560328659116939949</id><published>2007-02-22T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T06:44:07.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A countdown.&lt;br /&gt;5 more days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1560328659116939949?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1560328659116939949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1560328659116939949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1560328659116939949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1560328659116939949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1824211696328855891</id><published>2007-02-15T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T06:36:47.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a new ipod nano. :)&lt;br /&gt;Spent all my pay purchasing it, and then customizing it.&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;br /&gt;I love you dude.&lt;br /&gt;My blood, my sweat (HAHA as the chinese saying goes)&lt;br /&gt;I'll treat you better than my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's great.&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up Joel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1824211696328855891?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1824211696328855891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1824211696328855891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1824211696328855891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1824211696328855891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-got-new-ipod-nano.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7937248387708378567</id><published>2007-02-14T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:51:45.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;Belated one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7937248387708378567?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-2921648823089575594</id><published>2007-02-13T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T09:02:39.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can kill a man, but not a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ben.&lt;br /&gt;May you find peace in a land greater than the wreck i'm in right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-2921648823089575594?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/2921648823089575594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=2921648823089575594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2921648823089575594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2921648823089575594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-can-kill-man-but-not-legend.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6280989436879586611</id><published>2007-02-12T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T08:53:28.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to always think that if there's something that i want really badly.&lt;br /&gt;As long as i work really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Or as long as i wait really patiently.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like for example, if i want good grades, if i put in some effort, concentrate and spend some time studying, I'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;If i want an ipod nano, work hard, don't complain. I'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's only just recently, that i realized that there are some barriers that I'll never be able to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;There are still some land that I'll never discover&lt;br /&gt;Some things that I'll never get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Valentines' Day in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;1 day to be really specific since it's 12.41am now.&lt;br /&gt;But I have nobody. So maybe I'll go town and sulk at all the couples. Point finger at those who look at me. DONT RUB IT IN DUDES. Don't think you guys are all that big just because you get to hug someone when it's cold, to talk to someone when you're lonely, to date and go shopping and all that lovey shit.&lt;br /&gt;Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;I got a mp4 today 2Gb which i bought WITH MY OWN MONEY :)&lt;br /&gt;And 2 tops which cost 40 bucks which i bought WITH MY OWN MONEY :)&lt;br /&gt;And i treat my parents to lunch and dinner yesterday WITH MY OWN MONEY :)&lt;br /&gt;Feels great.&lt;br /&gt;New year I might even get my cute lil nephew a hong bao. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went out with the two lamers. Han Wee and Shara.&lt;br /&gt;Han Wee said Shara will be my fashion consultant.&lt;br /&gt;Woooo.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she might be able to do some makeover or something so that i'll be a chick magnet.&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL&lt;br /&gt;She said that i should wear jeans.&lt;br /&gt;According to her, I'm already so short, wearing whatever shorts will make me look shorter.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH&lt;br /&gt;Broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;SHARA if you read this.&lt;br /&gt;I'll like you to know.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm just joking :)&lt;br /&gt;Just another one of my lame jokes. But of course. Not as lame as you two alright _o_&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so envious that you got an ipod nano.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get my dad or mother to get my the new sony walkman mp3 HMPF.&lt;br /&gt;But i doubt they have the time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And my dad just got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded some photos. Check them out if you would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6280989436879586611?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6280989436879586611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6280989436879586611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6280989436879586611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6280989436879586611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-used-to-always-think-that-if-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3408213113564405524</id><published>2007-02-10T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T06:24:44.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a really long time since i last felt this fk-ed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really long, tiring and shitty week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today Uncle Ben died.&lt;br /&gt;He loved me more than he ever loved anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;He's like a 2nd father to me. Always giving me the best he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mother broked the news to me while i was working, I had tears welling up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;I love you really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3408213113564405524?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3408213113564405524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3408213113564405524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3408213113564405524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3408213113564405524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-been-really-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6998183265339322618</id><published>2007-02-08T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T20:21:11.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>C'est la vie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6998183265339322618?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6998183265339322618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6998183265339322618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6998183265339322618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6998183265339322618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/cest-la-vie.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-4911936445822798321</id><published>2007-02-06T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T03:24:13.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate</title><content type='html'>Don't leave things to fate ever!&lt;br /&gt;That's what i've learnt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we were never meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had those kind of days where everything just seems to go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 8-9am and couldn't get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then the researcher called me around 11am and asked why am i not in the imre institute.&lt;br /&gt;Dude we don't have a session today.&lt;br /&gt;The session was YESTERDAY GOONDU.&lt;br /&gt;And you weren't there yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so unreasonable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Han Wee and I went to tm so that i could get the girl X's number.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to wei wo da qi. (Actually i bet he just wants to see show that !*^%!#$)&lt;br /&gt;And then girl X isn't around.&lt;br /&gt;So i was A LITTLE too depressed.&lt;br /&gt;But i won't give up just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other shop assistant, this time a guy, told me she's at causeway.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "Tui!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Han Wee went to visit poor old sick joel while i made my way ALL THE WAY to causeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE WEREN'T THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I waited for an hour. Chit chatted with my boss and the other friends in the store.&lt;br /&gt;Got presents for valentines' day.&lt;br /&gt;:) At least i did something meaningful and didn't wasted the trip down.&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;br /&gt;Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid cupids not working today&lt;br /&gt;But I won't give up just yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN THIS FOR OMERTA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stopped a truck driven by a swarthy looking fellow in a top hat. Help yourself to the cargo he said, cheerfully. You went round to the back if the truck, opened the door and out jumped an angry, 28 stone adult female gorilla. As the truck drove away from your mangled form you could just make out the name of the local traveling circus.Leader looses -23 Health and Driver looses -17 Health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was this leader -.-lll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-4911936445822798321?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/4911936445822798321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=4911936445822798321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4911936445822798321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4911936445822798321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/fate.html' title='Fate'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7029077916776389312</id><published>2007-02-05T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T18:05:17.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And i know it sounds so old&lt;br /&gt;But cupid got me in a chokehold&lt;br /&gt;And i'm afraid i might give in&lt;br /&gt;Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my hip hop dance instructors got in the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;And from what i know.&lt;br /&gt;One is in a all-girls dance group PERFORMING THIS WEDNESDAY, tomorrow, known as Platinum.&lt;br /&gt;Watch!&lt;br /&gt;Support!&lt;br /&gt;And vote for them alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other. I'm not too sure. But good luck dudes.&lt;br /&gt;I can't watch the dance floor this wednesday, I'll be at vivo's Best working part time :'(. So i'll catch the replay if there is any. Or is anyone going to record it down for me?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone coming to vivo to support me?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;5pm-10pm BEST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7029077916776389312?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7029077916776389312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7029077916776389312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7029077916776389312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7029077916776389312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-i-know-it-sounds-so-old-but-cupid.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-5909385980035169083</id><published>2007-02-01T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T06:11:58.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Blogging</title><content type='html'>Finally blogging after such a long and tiring week.&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened over the week.&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to NYP with Shara for their open house.&lt;br /&gt;2. SEM hands on&lt;br /&gt;3. S'pore vs Thai match&lt;br /&gt;4. Part-time job interview&lt;br /&gt;5. Converse warehouse sales with Leong Heng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Was it Sunday? Or was it saturday. Doesn't matter. Shara POLITELY asked me to accompany her to NYP for their open house to support her elder sister. It was relatively near my house, only 20 mins bus ride to yio chu kang, so i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, i remembered that Kaijie lives in the vicinity. SO, we called him and POLITELY asked him to come down and join us. But he rejected us. His excuse? He's having tennis training then.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LIE KAIJIE!&lt;br /&gt;We should not lie! Especially to our best friends!&lt;br /&gt;Liar liar pants on fire kaijie.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, so the open house was GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;The girls were GOOD-looking.&lt;br /&gt;The hip hop dance moves were GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;It was a GOOD experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Han Wee was injured the day before i had the SEM hands on. He sprained his ankle. And so now, Joel and I know that he's the real lamer.&lt;br /&gt;Hey lamer, are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;Think of more lame jokes please. Nobody can be as lame as you now.&lt;br /&gt;And complains.&lt;br /&gt;I had to attend the SEM session ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Beale POLITELY asked if i wanted to go. And being a not-interested-in-soccer-at-all dude, I rejected him initially. BUT after knowing that around 10-15 guys are going. Being a great friend, I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;When i got there, Vishi asked if i know it's S'pore vs Thai that day.&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously I know.&lt;br /&gt;He then asked why i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;That obviously I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I'm glad I went. And in fact i believe i got the best seat. Right in front of me, is this young boy (around 7?) who's a soccer siao gina (he really is a siao gina). He curses and swears and points his middle finger and jeers and boos so much louder than the whole stadium all added up together. Right behind me, is this act cool malay dude who acts as if soccer-is-only-a-game and as if life-is-so-boring. And even though i don't know him, he act as if he knows me really well, asking me to cheer for S'pore when they goal and boo Thai when they scores before the match. And 3 seats in front of me, is this "Cheerleader"&lt;br /&gt;Haha just thinking about this cheerleader dude makes me laugh (seriously LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;He's this old man, probably in his mid 50s, and he's so influential, when he blows his whistle "cheering" for the Thais, the referee, the lousy crosses, THE WHOLE STAND "cheers".&lt;br /&gt;PIPI PIPIPI  PIPIPIPI *********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And today, i went for a part-time job interview for two weekends doing sales on electronics, maybe in Sim Lim Square. My dance instructor introduced me to the job. The pay was good, but i'm going to do it more the experience. I lack job experience in sales, and if i do it, i guess i'll be more well-equiped with some necessary skills in sales and more so on communication when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;8 hours a day, 8 bucks an hour + commission of 30-50 for each speaker set sold.&lt;br /&gt;The interviewer asked me several questions that test me on product knowledge, and alot on thinking outside the box. There were a few tricky ones too.&lt;br /&gt;When we're done, she told me with a smile that she's impressed by me and she'll hire me :)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;I have the confidence.&lt;br /&gt;The style.&lt;br /&gt;The skills.&lt;br /&gt;The experience.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER GAVIN.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND THANKS LEONG HENG FOR CALLING ME HALFWAY THROUGH THE INTERVIEW. THE HANDPHONE WAS RINGING SO "SOFTLY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. After the interview, i met up with Lame Hong, my buddy, brother, best friend. Just because he called me around 12noon to "jio" me to the warehouse sales.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first day of the sales, and being a great friend, i couldn't possibly turn him down.&lt;br /&gt;He's been working for 2 months and according to him, it's time to spend all the money he earned.&lt;br /&gt;(He reminds me of me :D)&lt;br /&gt;And i met some dhs dudes in the warehouse. Wenger and Chew Guan the NOOBs. Hi there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post. About time i start doing my newspaper articles.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;Later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-5909385980035169083?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/5909385980035169083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=5909385980035169083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5909385980035169083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5909385980035169083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-blogging.html' title='Finally Blogging'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-5038182930882863257</id><published>2007-01-26T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T07:32:35.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David the REAL noob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason I sing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enthroned within my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't live a day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without your presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RbocsXjnTyI/AAAAAAAAABU/qlPbOwRYWNQ/s1600-h/gavin+kido.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024359882848423714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RbocsXjnTyI/AAAAAAAAABU/qlPbOwRYWNQ/s320/gavin+kido.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toy R Us. I think i'll never ever truly grow up and mature. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these days, I'm in a really good mood. Well Han Wee, Joel and Magdelene will know the reason why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silvia!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Whatever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And btw today's Vellayappan's birthday (spell check, indians have really long names. p.s. i'm stating a fact and i'm not being racist, i'm not one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY VELLAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw i gave him something, a supposed "birthday present", it's a DBS brochure which says, "may yoube rewarded with the power of the black".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are some pictures of david the NOOB, and Gavin the PRO dominating the NOOB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RboedHjnTzI/AAAAAAAAABc/k0wmptAg2QI/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024361819878674226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RboedHjnTzI/AAAAAAAAABc/k0wmptAg2QI/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/Rboe-HjnT0I/AAAAAAAAABk/VrLHuPTabhM/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024362386814357314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/Rboe-HjnT0I/AAAAAAAAABk/VrLHuPTabhM/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/Rboe-HjnT0I/AAAAAAAAABk/VrLHuPTabhM/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-5038182930882863257?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/5038182930882863257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=5038182930882863257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5038182930882863257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/5038182930882863257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/david-real-noob.html' title='David the REAL noob'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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://bp0.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RbocsXjnTyI/AAAAAAAAABU/qlPbOwRYWNQ/s72-c/gavin+kido.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-6639805292687697923</id><published>2007-01-21T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T07:37:06.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RbOIaXjnTxI/AAAAAAAAABI/CJZGIxNPDDA/s1600-h/IMG_7261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022507996029603602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/RbOIaXjnTxI/AAAAAAAAABI/CJZGIxNPDDA/s320/IMG_7261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 1st MONTH Chloe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a post specially dedicated to baby girl Chloe and first-time daddy Desmond. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A really happy post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6639805292687697923?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6639805292687697923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6639805292687697923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-4818080168514609280</id><published>2007-01-20T06:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T06:10:58.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love because you first loved me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-4818080168514609280?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/4818080168514609280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=4818080168514609280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4818080168514609280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4818080168514609280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-because-you-first-loved-me.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7458086227732516104</id><published>2007-01-19T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:36:27.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It takes two hands to clap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just 1 hand, that hand is still able to clap and make so much noise as long as he/she keeps knocking himself/herself on the wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7458086227732516104?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7458086227732516104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7458086227732516104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7458086227732516104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7458086227732516104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-takes-two-hands-to-clap-who-said-so.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3568259195310433941</id><published>2007-01-18T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:42:47.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided not to continue my 2 gays in sentosa story anymore. Since it's old and probably outdated so nobody wants to read it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll start off with another story. Actually it won't be much like a story, it's more like a report, review blog post.&lt;br /&gt;Today I noticed Han Wee's url list, address history (or whatever you call it) was filled with blog links. So I was surprised, knowing that he do not visit blogs really often, or more commonly known as, blogsurfing.&lt;br /&gt;He said that only bloggers read other bloggers' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND only then i realized that he's quite right.&lt;br /&gt;Looking down my tagboard list, I can't help but notice that most of the taggers are bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;Those that ain't are those that i (think i) forced to tag.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like there's alot of bloggers around too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna know the reason behind why taggers are mostly bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;Is it because:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bloggers are more able to empathize with one another, knowing how much time each and every one of us bloggers spend on posting, templates and et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bloggers are the real geeks, they have no life, thus when they get bored, and have nothing better to do, they spend hours and hours blogsurfing to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bloggers don't have friends (like me), and are desperate to find friends (i'm not saying i'm desperate alright) so they are left with only one option (blogs) to friend-hunt.&lt;br /&gt;4. There are MORE bloggers than non-bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bloggers enjoy linking one another, and since they link one another, they find it a commitment to visit one another ('s blogs) as well.&lt;br /&gt;6. Other reasons?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3568259195310433941?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3568259195310433941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3568259195310433941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3568259195310433941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3568259195310433941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-decided-not-to-continue-my-2-gays-in.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6995333347617308678</id><published>2007-01-15T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T08:15:01.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/Rauk-3jnTwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/61ymNI5GDD0/s1600-h/gavin_sentosa_express.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020287609606721282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/Rauk-3jnTwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/61ymNI5GDD0/s320/gavin_sentosa_express.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up really late today. Reason being my parents took the day off, and there's nobody to wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And relying on the alarm clock is really a bad idea, cause I usually can't help but snooze it all the time. Just a little too tired i guess, especially since I reached home around 1 plus am the day before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was almost certain I'm going to be late. I'm supposed to be waiting for the shuttle bus at clementi MRT station by 8am, but I'm still on the MRT around 8.15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore, I overslept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never go for late-night movies ever again if there's a job attachment or school the very next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't really know the way to the institute from the station, so I was kinda frustrated with myself, so I just took a cab which cost 7 bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The researcher was busy today, so he could not 'entertain' us. Instead we're supposed to find butterfly samples. So we left the research institute early to do some reading-up and preparation work. How unlucky can one get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have no idea how are we supposed to get butterfly samples without nets and traps. So Han Wee and I, being such amazingly innovative and smart dudes, decided that the butterfly park or what's more commonly known as the insect kingdom is the best place to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One OFF day + trip to Sentosa. I was almost very certain I might not be as unlucky as I thought I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's the first day the Sentosa's express train is operating. So we're probably the first 100 using the new express train \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ticket counters were full (not with customers, but with Sentosa promoters), while there's barely a handful of customers. So they look kinda... bored? (the people selling the pass)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because it's Monday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We realized we're not in beachwears &lt;-- Meaning no sun, no tan, and no sand for the 2 gays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--to be continued--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6995333347617308678?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6995333347617308678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6995333347617308678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6995333347617308678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6995333347617308678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-woke-up-really-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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://bp3.blogger.com/_ljl1fBSnKhg/Rauk-3jnTwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/61ymNI5GDD0/s72-c/gavin_sentosa_express.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-3188761401186384384</id><published>2007-01-13T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:10:37.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Din't blog at all for one week.&lt;br /&gt;And since sms requested me to UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;So here i am again :)&lt;br /&gt;It's 1.51pm right now, but I'm so tired that I think I'll probably fall asleep (if not drop dead) almost immediately if I am to go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from Tanjong Pagar (is that how you spell it?) and I'm going later with my parents to watch The Last Dance. It's NC16 right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm old (and MATURED) enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me summarise what happened over the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;Job attachment on tuesday and thursday.&lt;br /&gt;And we're not allowed to blog about our job attachments.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;Read this.&lt;br /&gt;"IMRE - please remind the students that they must be mindful of not divulging any sensitive info. The institutes are engaged in research work that will yield patents and/or marketable products. Some of the students have signed a non-disclosure document."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me :)&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Wednesday --&gt; Went to school because our (Han Wee and I) researcher is too busy.&lt;br /&gt;Did alot of sleeping-in-the-library.&lt;br /&gt;And very little mugging-econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through the calender, I realized that Valentines' Day is 1 month away! On a Wednesday, that means WTF, am i going to be stuck in IMRE on Valentines' Day from 9am to 5pm?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks enough not to have someone to celebrate Vday with, BUT to actually work on Vday?&lt;br /&gt;Perfect no-lifer (lol perfect? and no life?)&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of something to do, and MAKE DAMN SURE that I can turn up in school at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday --&gt; The school made it compulsory for us to turn up for PE, GP and ECONs lecture.&lt;br /&gt;And our mentors for A*star, went missing.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chee, askachee's great friend, is supposed to be our floating mentor. But when approached, he said he is'nt.&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes later, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;He emailed (and sms-ed) Han Wee on what we're supposed to do with regards to our job attachment.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A JOKER (IF NOT JOKE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday --&gt; Morning - SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon --&gt; Church service. Really enjoyed myself. And my cell group bought me a bible!! It's the best present I ever received. I can never thank you guys enough. Thanks :) I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Night --&gt; Fellowship at kallang mac. (I'm supposed to be on a diet and mac=trans fat, a big NONO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday --&gt; Today :) Let's see what happens. OH and sorry sjab dudes, it's not that i pangseh, i never agreed to go to the outing in the first place :) Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3188761401186384384?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3188761401186384384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3188761401186384384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3188761401186384384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3188761401186384384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/dint-blog-at-all-for-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8101913753773514817</id><published>2007-01-07T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T06:03:48.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I fall in love I take my time&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind&lt;br /&gt;You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8101913753773514817?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8101913753773514817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8101913753773514817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8101913753773514817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8101913753773514817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-i-fall-in-love-i-take-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-1528398738643556785</id><published>2007-01-03T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T05:38:03.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hANnWEe.+_blACKjACK™ x.-_. says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 : Smack that says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Tat says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;Lee Tat says:&lt;br /&gt;this is totally disappointing&lt;br /&gt;Lee Tat says:&lt;br /&gt;lee tat insist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Joel~ one wonders whether every new year signifies a new start says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vishi said:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia_he_1@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jia_he_1@hotmail.com"&gt;jia_he_1@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;this is freaking so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beale. i ran out of gift ideas. so i brought you some meat from my refrigerator. says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking your own life: now ain't tt fun? says: (Vellay)&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[-Graham-] once a slacker, always a slacker? darn. says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:' Δαβίδ ':.™² says: (NOOB aka david)&lt;br /&gt;this is so disappointing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exaggerating. Everyone's so disappointed with the lack of CHIO BUs in the year one batch.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO DISAPPOINTING!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-1528398738643556785?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/1528398738643556785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=1528398738643556785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1528398738643556785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/1528398738643556785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2007/01/hannwee.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8293080486895670499</id><published>2006-12-29T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T19:23:59.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I met lao da, Gerrard in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;And Irene!&lt;br /&gt;What coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;So a few more days till school reopens. I kinda accepted the fact that it eventually will.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't feel any better :(&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;And the day after, happy new year. Though I dread the new year so much, but i guess a new beginning's will be great too :)&lt;br /&gt;A short post. But a happy one!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8293080486895670499?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8293080486895670499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8293080486895670499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8293080486895670499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8293080486895670499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-i-met-lao-da-gerrard-in-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3586387926694725895</id><published>2006-12-28T11:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T11:22:46.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want all these to end!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the holidays to end!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3586387926694725895?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3586387926694725895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3586387926694725895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3586387926694725895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3586387926694725895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-want-all-these-to-end-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3075130212711044315</id><published>2006-12-28T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T08:58:49.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew.&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to log in Blogger. And taa daa!! (drum rolls)&lt;br /&gt;So i sent new year cards today to those who sent me christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I was lazy so I din't send anything to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the new year cards won't be late. They shouldn't (and wouldn't) be :)&lt;br /&gt;So HAPPY NEW YEAR (!!?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for this New Year's party today.&lt;br /&gt;And I had a great time definitely.&lt;br /&gt;The theme was "Kings and Queens".&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is that I am supposed to dress like a King (and everyone else too).&lt;br /&gt;Any-King. Like for example...&lt;br /&gt;A few lame ones that I can't remember who came up with.&lt;br /&gt;King Coil (or is it Koil?)&lt;br /&gt;Burger King&lt;br /&gt;Sand King, Skele King (hahaha. not hard to guess who came up with this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHO IS THE WORLD IS SO STUPID AS TO DRESS UP AS ONE OF THOSE ABOVE MENTIONED?&lt;br /&gt;Well. I went around looking for stuff, costumes and all.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't get anything.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I had to smoke my way through.&lt;br /&gt;So I just merely said. I'm goodlooKING.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. And they accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some photos to update. But will do it some other day.&lt;br /&gt;It's 1am now. And I'm kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3075130212711044315?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3075130212711044315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3075130212711044315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3075130212711044315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3075130212711044315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3706446789021324542</id><published>2006-12-23T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T06:38:30.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The christmas service at Singapore Expo's good.&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Mr Cheng for inviting me.&lt;br /&gt;And to his cell group for making me feel invited.&lt;br /&gt;And to all the strangers who hugged/hand-shake me merry christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3706446789021324542?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3706446789021324542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3706446789021324542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3706446789021324542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3706446789021324542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-service-at-singapore-expos.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3963794338205950731</id><published>2006-12-22T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T08:20:29.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally i've got some time to settle down and at least blog about what happened these days.&lt;br /&gt;Overnight mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;Overnight dota sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Outings.&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for clothes at queensway.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have time to chat on msn.&lt;br /&gt;And i barely have more than 20 hours of sleep the whole of the last week all added up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok first. I have some complaining to do.&lt;br /&gt;I was scouting around for a new bag. And i wanted those, really glossy ones. Think hard. You've probably seen one of those before, converse? nike? Those with the slings.&lt;br /&gt;And i found what i wanted. 3 days ago. In queenstown's Zinc store.&lt;br /&gt;It was this 80 bucks limited edition bag (ask me and I'll show it to you personally).&lt;br /&gt;There's only 100 white ones and 100 black ones in the region.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so what's so cool about this bag.&lt;br /&gt;Well. Each one has a number on it, and the number's totally exclusive to that particular bag.&lt;br /&gt;From 1-100.&lt;br /&gt;Ok you don't get it do you?&lt;br /&gt;OK let's say. This bag has the number 19 on it, it's the ONLY ONE with the number 19 on it in the whole region. Unless you take into consideration the other color. So there's a number 19 white one and a number 19 black one ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;So each one has a particular number on it, from 1 to 99.&lt;br /&gt;Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I insisted on getting the white one with the number 27 on it.&lt;br /&gt;So that sales assistant in Queensway called the HQ, and confirmed that they have the stock. Both white and black.&lt;br /&gt;But not in the store that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably know how the rest of the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stupid guy wants this stupid white limited edition bag with the number 27 on it.&lt;br /&gt;He has only 80 bucks with him that he don't wish to part with.&lt;br /&gt;So he wants to wait at least 2 days before he gets the bag.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 days passed.&lt;br /&gt;He had so much fun playing games and watching movies and going out and eating at weird places.&lt;br /&gt;He calls Zinc.&lt;br /&gt;And they tell him.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry dude, someone bought the number 27 this morning. We don't have any more 27s."&lt;br /&gt;He's angry.&lt;br /&gt;He ran all the way to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;He ask his parents along.&lt;br /&gt;His dad asked the sales assistant if they can make a new 27 (what joke)&lt;br /&gt;His dad wants them to try to find that 27 (what joke)&lt;br /&gt;His dad made a lot of noise. (no joke)&lt;br /&gt;Haha he just wanted to bully the sales assistant a little (cause he's a really cute and nice guy though he doesn't concentrate much on his job)&lt;br /&gt;MY dad asked him if the bag would melt if I left my tablet inside it for too long since it's really hot.&lt;br /&gt;And the guy was like sorry sir i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;MY dad then carried on asking whether it's durable or not.&lt;br /&gt;And that guy went, well that depends, it's durable only when you take good care of it.&lt;br /&gt;So i was thinking, okay this guy is one of the suckiest salesperson, but at least he's honest.&lt;br /&gt;In the end.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid guy has to buy the ONLY one left in the store, the number 86, which is on display.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story? Limited edition stuff. They're unique. DON'T DRAG. Don't be stupid, you want it you buy it FAST. Cause when it's gone, it's too late to regret, and even your papa can't get it back for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I'm glad, cause my mother kinda convinced me that 86 isnt that bad either, hey dude look. It's the only one isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Find me a white one with the number 86 on it and you'll only find ME. :)&lt;br /&gt;Btw. My dad's funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank God.&lt;br /&gt;Because today.&lt;br /&gt;I saw.&lt;br /&gt;TERESA.&lt;br /&gt;The campus superstar. You know.&lt;br /&gt;Second?&lt;br /&gt;Like cool, I'm your HUGE FAN.&lt;br /&gt;So hi there :)&lt;br /&gt;And i was too shy to ask for your autograph.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3963794338205950731?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3963794338205950731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3963794338205950731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3963794338205950731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3963794338205950731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally-ive-got-some-time-to-settle.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6691253835647150134</id><published>2006-12-14T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T03:18:00.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe you guys are right.&lt;br /&gt;I might be a little impulsive.&lt;br /&gt;A little unpredicatble or maybe even fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is that I've already made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing much can change that.&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to call Mr Lim, and tell him that I'm quitting the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i guess everyone wants reasons to why I'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no issues against the trainings. Neither do Philip.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, climbing's an individual sport.&lt;br /&gt;I can always pursue it outside of the club like the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said that one has to be a club climber to be able to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing is, since I already don't have the intent of staying.&lt;br /&gt;I as well give up that slot to another guy who might get kicked out due to the downsizing of the club.&lt;br /&gt;It's just unfair for me to stay when i don't want to while another poor soul gets out when he would love to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I am not that honorable as to say that I'm being self-sacrificing or something like that. It's just that I know that I don't want to stay. And some1 else who would love to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough. I'll leave.&lt;br /&gt;For me, and for the other guy who ever he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I want to say to any climber reading this.&lt;br /&gt;DONT FEEL SORRY FOR ME. I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DO.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for the great year together.&lt;br /&gt;And all the best for your climbing "career".&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet. Again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6691253835647150134?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6691253835647150134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6691253835647150134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6691253835647150134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6691253835647150134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/maybe-you-guys-are-right.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-371520829361068021</id><published>2006-12-10T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:59:34.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do i start this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost utmost sure that I've already decided on leaving the club.&lt;br /&gt;The reasons to totally overwhelms the reasons not to.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel that sense of belonging to the club.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that i value the most in trainings, is not the training value, not the hours spent sweating it out and pumping every muscle you can possibly think of. But rather, it's the friendships, bonds and care that club mates share and form during the process.&lt;br /&gt;Take that away from me, and I'm left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And in fact, I'm almost left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add on to the fact that I'm very unhappy with the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost certain that I'm going out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told Philip (AKA The Sick Coach) that I'm going to quit.&lt;br /&gt;So he called me (luckily he did, because in-coming calls are free!) and we chatted for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;And he offered me a whole new perspective.&lt;br /&gt;There are always people out there who are constantly trying to put me down.&lt;br /&gt;There are always people out there who are constantly trying to make life hard for me, picking on me and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can always choose to be nonchalant or rather, imperturbable, about things.&lt;br /&gt;Nonchalant about teachers coming down harsh on me.&lt;br /&gt;Nonchalant about lame-o trainings and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But however laid-back I look, these things affect me the most.&lt;br /&gt;And it's just not me to be so unconcerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that some people do care for me somewhat shook my decision to quit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quitting, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But I would love to make a final stand against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to do this for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not to fulfil any obligations.&lt;br /&gt;Nor to please anyone.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm staying. How long? I'm unsure. But I'm staying at least for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-371520829361068021?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/371520829361068021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=371520829361068021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/371520829361068021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/371520829361068021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-do-i-start-this-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6832866351444033191</id><published>2006-12-09T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T07:08:58.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is love that i most covet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6832866351444033191?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6832866351444033191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6832866351444033191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6832866351444033191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6832866351444033191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-is-love-that-i-most-covet.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7288412440127010076</id><published>2006-12-07T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T05:52:16.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm probably the unluckiest person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm glad I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad I know what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7288412440127010076?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7288412440127010076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7288412440127010076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7288412440127010076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7288412440127010076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-probably-unluckiest-person-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8287912266004198732</id><published>2006-12-06T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T04:00:33.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just went to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;For treatment for my super sensitive (and irritating) nose.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I should have went to the doctor much earlier.&lt;br /&gt;According to the doc, it'll take at least 6 months for my nose to heal.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I'll have frequent running nose and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;SO, I'm irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad I'm really pissed with my nose.&lt;br /&gt;So he told me a (real) story about my stupid brother.&lt;br /&gt;When my brother was young, as in really young, even before i was borned (1-2 years old) he lived in my aunt's house for a couple of months, because my parents couldn't cope with their job and at the same time juggle a baby. Hey, look, it's their first child, and being quite newly-weds, they had no experience at all, so they seeked help from my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, that's not my point.&lt;br /&gt;So my stupid brother, had this stupid implusion(?) of trying to feed nuts (kachang puteh or however you spell that yellow malay bean food) into his nose. And he did it. 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And they remained inside for some time.&lt;br /&gt;My parents din't know.&lt;br /&gt;And neither did my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;During this period, he had frequent nose bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;So my dad decided it's time to send him to the family doctor.&lt;br /&gt;And he freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our body's a amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;MY brother had 2 freaking kachang puteh in his freaking nose.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a surprise that they din't decompose and grow maggots and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why?&lt;br /&gt;My brother's body instinctively wrapped the 2 freaking kachang puteh up with I don't know what to protect my brother's body from much harm. When the doctor removed them, they were covered in this white spiderweb-looking stuff (according to my dad, remember? it's his story). And he was really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine growing maggots in your nose. And they start feeding off your meat.&lt;br /&gt;YIKES&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm glad I'm not stupid enough to try eating kachang puteh using my nose when I'm young. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8287912266004198732?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8287912266004198732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8287912266004198732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8287912266004198732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8287912266004198732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-just-went-to-doctor-today.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-2195853159538022925</id><published>2006-11-30T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T08:25:02.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2C outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1618/4416/1600/729986/DSC08424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1618/4416/320/878644/DSC08424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2C outing was on tuesday. But i was too lazy/pissed/bad mood/irritated to blog on wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie ended around 10.30pm, so i reached home pretty late, and tired. You won't expect me to blog anything good when i'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched Happy Feet, and Zhi Hao's right. The movie's a lousy one. It's one of the super boring animated movies that if there's nobody watching with you, you'll be cursing and swearing and then leave without even bothering to ask for a refund. (But I don't think there's anyone BUT Zhi Hao who will watch movies all by himself/herself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok maybe it isn't as bad as I said it was. The part where Happy Feet plunged into the sea after deciding to pursue the "aliens" to try to convince them not to steal the penguins' fishes touched me. I was thinking, if i can be as decisive as he is, I'll be much happier. Those that din't catch the movie won't understand what i'm saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so today's thursday. My mother went for this IKEA open ceremoney event in Tampanies early in the morning. She TRIED to wake me up around 6am to try to get me to accompany her there. Well, you know, Gavin can NEVER wake up around 6am just to go to IKEA to do what, shop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother's irritated with the fact that it's the holidays and I seem to (in fact I am) spend much more time with my friends than with my family. I even rejected her offer to go overseas for a holiday. But what can i do?! My parents don't play pool, they don't bowl, they don't shop (as much as i do), they don't have trainings and they don't understand what i want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe they do, maybe that's why my mother's feeding me with cash as if she's in a frenzy these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And trainings are a dread to me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why; It's just me I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Jia He's right, trainings without Firdaus are super weird; He's been our climbing partner for 2 years already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey look. It's my life and I'm almost in total control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-2195853159538022925?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/2195853159538022925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=2195853159538022925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2195853159538022925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/2195853159538022925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/2c-outing.html' title='2C outing'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6894095309632371776</id><published>2006-11-27T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:38:42.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It took me long enough, but I'm slowly understanding what it actually might mean to live from my heart instead of the head, what it actually might mean to live my own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6894095309632371776?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-834297745586643240</id><published>2006-11-27T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:46:40.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just found out that my dad's a needle phobic.&lt;br /&gt;My MACHO&lt;br /&gt;COOL&lt;br /&gt;NONCHALANT&lt;br /&gt;COMPOSED&lt;br /&gt;Dad is afraid of needles?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That goes to show that everyone has their weakness(es).&lt;br /&gt;And my weakness's you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-834297745586643240?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/834297745586643240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As we go on &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We remember &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the times we &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as our lives change &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come Whatever &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will still be Friends Forever &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Graduation (Friends Forever)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8318265700891555311?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8318265700891555311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8318265700891555311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8318265700891555311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8318265700891555311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-we-go-on-we-remember-all-times-we.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-8544713339870272378</id><published>2006-11-26T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:26:32.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The lonely guy needs MORE than just hope and reassurance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-8544713339870272378?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/8544713339870272378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=8544713339870272378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8544713339870272378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/8544713339870272378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/lonely-guy-needs-more-than-just-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-4550239706772269166</id><published>2006-11-26T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T03:46:43.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to the gym today for some weight training.&lt;br /&gt;I reckoned that if I want to attract MORE attention, I need to have a really toned body, muscles and all. And adding to the fact that I dyed my hair like a chao ah beng (Sarah, Wendy &amp; Jia He said so), and that I'm wearing a ear stud all the time, I'll be some Mr. Popular. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what.&lt;br /&gt;I met Gerrard in the gym. He's my primary school friend. We had lunch together, talk shit about everything around us, rockclimbing, basketball and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's really tall. He said he's 180cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the fact that I'm short's really getting on my nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-4550239706772269166?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/4550239706772269166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=4550239706772269166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4550239706772269166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4550239706772269166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-went-to-gym-today-for-some-weight.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-3833460419520514095</id><published>2006-11-25T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T17:55:22.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday "party" 25/11/06</title><content type='html'>I'm a little late. It's my dad's birthday yesterday, 25/11/06. And we had this "party" thing going on in my house. Had some stupid buffet (and i'm supposed to be on a diet) which started from around 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Jia He and Zhi Hao were around as well. Since Zhi Hao stayed overnight the day before, and i promised Jia He to go to the gym earlier this morning (or yesterday morning) but in the end, I din't wake up early enough. It was all Zhi Hao's fault, because he was pestering me the night before, chatting and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;My family said I'm the shortest among my friends. -.- Which is true.. But it somehow made me feel somewhat.. Inferior?&lt;br /&gt;Damnit -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Anyway the "party" lasted 8.5 hours? From around 3pm till 11.30. And half the time my dad wasn't around, he was working until 5pm. And after he reached home. He said hi to my aunts, uncles and cousins, he went to bed immediately after a shower.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy needs some rest.&lt;br /&gt;And I din't get anything for birthday boy. (BOY?! 40+ a little too old to be a boy, but since it's his birthday..)&lt;br /&gt;So here's a post dedicated to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;P.S As promised, i won't disclose your age. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you asked whether we had fun or not.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. The guys spent one whole day in my brother's room, playing Winning Eleven, Ninja turtles, Dragon Ball, Dota, FM (Jia He only).&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment. But not exactly my type of fun.&lt;br /&gt;I rather play more POOL, and thrash Zhi Hao again. HA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-3833460419520514095?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/3833460419520514095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=3833460419520514095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3833460419520514095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/3833460419520514095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-party-251106.html' title='Birthday &quot;party&quot; 25/11/06'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-5386393010899175138</id><published>2006-11-23T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T05:03:15.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost everyone else out there wants to be someone else, maybe their favourite actor, a rockstar, a teacher or some really cool dude, but all I want to be, is be myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-5386393010899175138?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36177490.post-818548788550185351</id><published>2006-11-22T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:00:16.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There will be times when it will be just You against the World.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-818548788550185351?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/818548788550185351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=818548788550185351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/818548788550185351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/818548788550185351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-will-be-times-when-it-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-6039311846035307871</id><published>2006-11-20T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:25:43.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be with you as long as you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-6039311846035307871?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/6039311846035307871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=6039311846035307871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6039311846035307871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/6039311846035307871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-be-with-you-as-long-as-you-want-me.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-4295058321639360680</id><published>2006-11-18T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T21:23:30.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, so now that OBS is officially over, I don't really know what to do about my holidays. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OBS was great. It fastened things together. Brought people of different beliefs together in a common cause or emotion. Did so many stupid things, and made so many new stupid friends. And of course, found myself more bonded with my originally-already-good friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i finally found some self-confidence, and no longer living in a world of self-doubt. I realized I am who i really am, I don't really need to change myself to suit the world. Nobody expects me to be anybody else, I guess. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The course was really fun and funny (HA). Especially when we decided to NOT sleep in the tent that we spent hours building, but to just simply lay a mat by the sea and sleep there. And i thought we were the only ones who wants to sleep by the sea (Me, Zhong Ting and Jia He AKA Mary). In the end, Lee Tat came along. And the girls too, because they complained that there was something roaming the campsite, and it (or they) went into their tents as well. According to their description, it was something that doesn't have fur, and was pretty fast. The guys went to check (Zhong Ting and Lee Tat) and found nothing, or at least they couldn't see anything in particular in the dark. Haha, so Jia He and I concluded that it's probably Vellay sleepwalking into the girls tents. In the end, close to 10 of us had to share one pathetic mat, and so we all can't get to sleep. Campcraft? Useless crap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Furthermore, I found out that Jia He and Yifan talk in their dreams. Jia He asked me for a pair of forks and spoon the other day. And i was like HUH?!? So he repeated himself before starting to snore in like 20 seconds. As for Yifan, he nudged me in his sleep and ask me to pass, then before turning and back-facing me. He was like:''pass hor". I was thinking, pass what, pass your maths test is it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Short post, I'm going out soon. x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-4295058321639360680?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/4295058321639360680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=4295058321639360680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4295058321639360680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/4295058321639360680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-7178454207465110687</id><published>2006-11-18T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:58:40.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Conscious or unconcious.&lt;br /&gt;Voluntary or involutary.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-7178454207465110687?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/7178454207465110687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=7178454207465110687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7178454207465110687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/7178454207465110687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/conscious-or-unconcious.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-116245493435780796</id><published>2006-11-02T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T00:08:54.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think that i really need to compile the lists of things to do during the holidays. The holidays will probably end really soon. And before i know it, I will be saying things like, why din't i do this and that. And be really regretful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think back after the holidays and think that i wasted the holidays. So:&lt;br /&gt;1. Work. Job. Probably part-time to get some $$ to spend.&lt;br /&gt;2. Study a little.&lt;br /&gt;3. Make new friends&lt;br /&gt;4. Recover from my previous injuries on my left arm&lt;br /&gt;5. Blog a little more x)&lt;br /&gt;6. Boulder a lot more&lt;br /&gt;7. To train my stamina. So i'll jog a little every day.&lt;br /&gt;8. POOL CRAZE&lt;br /&gt;9. To be a better person. (How? No idea)&lt;br /&gt;10. To learn how to control my temper.&lt;br /&gt;11. Have fun and PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll add more to the list when i think of something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-116245493435780796?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/116245493435780796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=116245493435780796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116245493435780796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116245493435780796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-that-i-really-need-to-compile.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-116196552997408568</id><published>2006-10-27T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:12:09.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've learnt something new today.&lt;br /&gt;And that is:&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be late. If you really don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the circumstances are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-116196552997408568?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/116196552997408568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=116196552997408568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116196552997408568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116196552997408568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-learnt-something-new-today.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-116167255317903934</id><published>2006-10-23T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:49:13.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Jia He's right. I'm mad about playing pool already. It was only last saturday that we played pool and bowling for the whole day, from after training till 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Serious.&lt;br /&gt;1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, we went to Katong Shopping Centre again, to play pool until past midnight. It's quite a nice place actually. If I'm not wrong, it's called the World Of Pool. And after that we went to play LAN before taking a cab to Rong Bin's house.&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I decided to call it the World Of Pool Freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing about post-examination periods. The examinations are over. But everyone still have lessons. The holidays are barely a week away.&lt;br /&gt;It's like neither here nor there. I'm having the holiday mood already, and I dread having to go for lessons. Nobody sane would enjoy going to school for the past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results. It's either good or bad. You put in the effort, you have great marks, congrats. But if you din't, and decided to be all sour about your results, I'm sorry, I wouldn't pity you.&lt;br /&gt;Your result slip. Merely a paper that contains your results? Or an article that testifies all the hard work and effort everyone had put in for the whole year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-116167255317903934?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/116167255317903934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=116167255317903934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116167255317903934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116167255317903934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-jia-hes-right.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-116135884052740558</id><published>2006-10-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T08:40:40.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If moments from the past can be actualized.&lt;br /&gt;I can do so much more to change things that are.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be so much happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-116135884052740558?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/116135884052740558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=116135884052740558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116135884052740558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116135884052740558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-moments-from-past-can-be-actualized_20.html' title=''/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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-36177490.post-116109103755388931</id><published>2006-10-17T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:33:26.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things go wrong only if you think they do</title><content type='html'>Examinations ended.&lt;br /&gt;You got your results.&lt;br /&gt;It was depressing.&lt;br /&gt;But still you're trying so hard to be optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;Because you think you did your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure. Things don't happen that way dude.&lt;br /&gt;That's self-denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the reason why i recreated my blog is basically because I want to pen down the things i learn every day. Well rather then blogging the things that most people blog about. Like about the gel they use to gel their hair. The way they brush their teeth. Or like about the bitchy teacher who was so unwilling to award 1 more mark to get 90 marks. No I'm not saying there's anything wrong with writing about such things. I do that most of the time too. But this time, I'm a little more determined to note down the little yet important things I learn everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that someday in the near future, when I'm down and out. I could at least read through the little things i learn. And it may be of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do so much more. But for now, I'll just do what I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36177490-116109103755388931?l=iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/feeds/116109103755388931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36177490&amp;postID=116109103755388931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116109103755388931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36177490/posts/default/116109103755388931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamnotemoatall.blogspot.com/2006/10/things-go-wrong-only-if-you-think-they.html' title='Things go wrong only if you think they do'/><author><name>gavin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11880114735928726916</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>
