<?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-11693839</id><updated>2011-11-05T17:35:41.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bong</title><subtitle type='html'>bong</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693839.post-5643998299293153044</id><published>2007-05-30T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:46:09.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;we have moved!!! Redirecting in 3 seconds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-5643998299293153044?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5643998299293153044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=5643998299293153044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/5643998299293153044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/5643998299293153044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/05/moved.html' title='moved'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-5005249803414764188</id><published>2007-04-09T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:02:04.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme some sunshine</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;_Wistful_&lt;br /&gt;My three friends&lt;br /&gt;Worry, etched deep in my flesh&lt;br /&gt;Appeared with Time,&lt;br /&gt;Trail blazing, never looking back &lt;br /&gt;Trust, dearly missed&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously, I wait&lt;br /&gt;For your return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&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/11693839-5005249803414764188?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5005249803414764188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=5005249803414764188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/5005249803414764188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/5005249803414764188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/gimme-some-sunshine.html' title='Gimme some sunshine'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-3740600730812202711</id><published>2007-04-08T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:08:15.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hello huixan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/856/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicasked.png" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and until we meet again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-3740600730812202711?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3740600730812202711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=3740600730812202711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/3740600730812202711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/3740600730812202711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-3209471740612003186</id><published>2007-03-14T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:50:02.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screenshot of the day&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffvRnMXdII/AAAAAAAAAEI/f-_86VA_OAM/s1600-h/Copy+of+jeromegg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffvRnMXdII/AAAAAAAAAEI/f-_86VA_OAM/s320/Copy+of+jeromegg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041761393722225794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffuwHMXdGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TqB0YV54_TA/s1600-h/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffuwHMXdGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TqB0YV54_TA/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041760818196608098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffuwHMXdHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HZHhg241dmM/s1600-h/IMG_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffuwHMXdHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HZHhg241dmM/s320/IMG_1474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041760818196608114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-3209471740612003186?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3209471740612003186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=3209471740612003186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/3209471740612003186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/3209471740612003186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RffvRnMXdII/AAAAAAAAAEI/f-_86VA_OAM/s72-c/Copy+of+jeromegg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693839.post-7206199927062753342</id><published>2007-03-06T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:01:47.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Re1_Vg-R5uI/AAAAAAAAADo/KMuphxAqFAg/s1600-h/bass+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Re1_Vg-R5uI/AAAAAAAAADo/KMuphxAqFAg/s320/bass+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038823565702588130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been worth it, all this while =D All that nonsense we had during sectionals, the high notes we struggle with, creating our line together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my kiddos...JunJie Jacob Dewei Julian Bryan Dextre Neveille Tuckhing Kenneth..Its been barely two months, but the growth and potential I see.. tremendous! I'm really, really absolutely super-fudgedly proud of all of you. Each and every single one of you (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are stressing away, lathered in swathes of worry and whatnot, don't! Life is too wonderful to have migraines about academics (important as they are) J2s to not be stressed for terms, after all they are BUT terms, and J1s to not worry too much about posting and appeals, just let it take its course yeah? No matter what happens, always remember the time spent here, and (hopefully) a lesson or two you can take away with you that will almost definitely stay with you for life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basses! Foo! We rule +++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only together with the rest do we form a choir (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big word of the day: ruminating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka, me ruminating endlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-7206199927062753342?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7206199927062753342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=7206199927062753342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/7206199927062753342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/7206199927062753342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/03/bass.html' title='bass'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Re1_Vg-R5uI/AAAAAAAAADo/KMuphxAqFAg/s72-c/bass+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693839.post-6868059118741350681</id><published>2007-02-20T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:59:35.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnu2ruHo_I/AAAAAAAAADM/vkqZVrs2M6Q/s1600-h/Picture+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnu2ruHo_I/AAAAAAAAADM/vkqZVrs2M6Q/s320/Picture+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033316681779749874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Courtesy of Brendan =D Basses obviously rule the (retail) world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnuf7uHo8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IHbzl6t3P_I/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnuf7uHo8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IHbzl6t3P_I/s320/IMG_1431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033316290937725890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A soure of inspiration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnuf7uHo9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lt_JMiBXdBQ/s1600-h/IMG_1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnuf7uHo9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lt_JMiBXdBQ/s320/IMG_1432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033316290937725906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A reminder of how things just work out wonderfully sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RdnugLuHo-I/AAAAAAAAADE/0sExE4k1YLw/s1600-h/IMG_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RdnugLuHo-I/AAAAAAAAADE/0sExE4k1YLw/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033316295232693218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insomniac - Straight no Chaser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see you, don't even know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fallin' into the sheets at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Place my hands, flat on my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel the heart beat back the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've tried counting the sheep and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talked to the shepherd and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;played with my pillow forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sit alone and I watch the clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I breathe in on the tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and out on the tock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can hear your bare feet on the kitchen floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't have to have these dreams no more and I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;found someone just to hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hold the insomniac all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I Dig my head down deep so I can't hear the cars outside on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the stars are laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they get a kick out of my misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've tried everything short of Aristotle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;took Dramamine and whiskey bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pray for the day when my ship comes in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can sleep the sleep of the just again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can hear your bare feet on the kitchen floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I don't have to have these dreams no more and I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;found someone just to hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hold the insomniac all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks David. You rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-6868059118741350681?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6868059118741350681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=6868059118741350681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/6868059118741350681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/6868059118741350681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/Rdnu2ruHo_I/AAAAAAAAADM/vkqZVrs2M6Q/s72-c/Picture+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693839.post-7155707952864471622</id><published>2007-01-25T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:48:08.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mikyo-nu-kushi</title><content type='html'>Hey world! I'm baack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..here are the replies to now-defunct comments..&lt;br /&gt;Limmy: I'm LAZY. hear that. 懒惰！(yes you saw it right. I typed in chinese.)&lt;br /&gt;Leheng: Great job (almost) calling everyone! You rock ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Merrilyn: Is that genuine or..laced with sarcasm. One day peach-man will ressurect. Just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;Germ: I dont look upset anymore at any rate. I'm a happy man now!&lt;br /&gt;Geoff: I suppose this whole post is somewhat a reply&lt;br /&gt;Jo: So come back to Singapore! I miss you! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Since Heath has been annoying I shall skip him. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Jerome: Good luck to YOU bro. Keep in mind my improvised version of insomiac LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a crazy three weeks since the start of school, and I'm truly thankful for all thats happened, all the insanity of auditions, the mass calling, the help coming from everyone..it really makes me smile how much we've grown to become a team :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course I'm infinitely thankful for my wonderful wonderful juniors, just wanna sing (haha.) your praises over and over again for being great and enthusiastic juniors =D Its a great start and it'll definitely be an even greater finish! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took a look at my own blog and..wow. CIP feels so distant now. One month and I'm feeling nostalgic about it, how's that? Its been an amazing past year, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ogosh i'm tearing. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-7155707952864471622?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7155707952864471622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=7155707952864471622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/7155707952864471622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/7155707952864471622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2007/01/mikyo-nu-kushi.html' title='mikyo-nu-kushi'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-7965541054967429683</id><published>2006-12-17T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T13:21:32.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP 2006 cont</title><content type='html'>Okay and now here are the rest of the pics (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AYuGjJozbNGLjI&amp;amp;notag=1"&gt;share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AYuGjJozbNGLjI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy peoples!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-7965541054967429683?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7965541054967429683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=7965541054967429683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/7965541054967429683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/7965541054967429683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/cip-2006-cont_17.html' title='CIP 2006 cont'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-5606597385562961394</id><published>2006-12-17T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T03:11:32.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP 2006 cont'</title><content type='html'>and FINALLY, this took freaking long to upload it hung on me once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M5gKZ6Tif18"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M5gKZ6Tif18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rock =D Trixia is hilarious lol. Chorks and her are so totally mis-matched haha..like wth of size difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright its 3am. My brain is beginning to shut down on me. Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-5606597385562961394?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5606597385562961394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=5606597385562961394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/5606597385562961394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/5606597385562961394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/cip-2006-cont.html' title='CIP 2006 cont&apos;'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-8937981975395377426</id><published>2006-12-17T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:45:40.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP 2006 continued</title><content type='html'>Before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/shWUvdKj8lk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/shWUvdKj8lk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVCbT3u0Jv0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVCbT3u0Jv0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D7reEsCkZ4I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D7reEsCkZ4I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of marcus. The song is Wanling's idea btw =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-8937981975395377426?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8937981975395377426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=8937981975395377426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/8937981975395377426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/8937981975395377426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/cip-2006-continued.html' title='CIP 2006 continued'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-1127933560588618933</id><published>2006-12-16T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:56:53.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoi5QFTI/AAAAAAAAABc/JOWBpytozOk/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoi5QFTI/AAAAAAAAABc/JOWBpytozOk/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008813822267364658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay I'm too sleepy to upload more. Another time haha. Kudos to Marcus for being a brillo cameraman =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoi5QFUI/AAAAAAAAABk/I93MzldnexQ/s1600-h/IMG_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoi5QFUI/AAAAAAAAABk/I93MzldnexQ/s320/IMG_0482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008813822267364674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoy5QFVI/AAAAAAAAABs/LZ0G8luTAmU/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoy5QFVI/AAAAAAAAABs/LZ0G8luTAmU/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008813826562331986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoy5QFWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HbD2472Ti7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoy5QFWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HbD2472Ti7Y/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008813826562332002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhpC5QFXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OxqqrxrOzU4/s1600-h/IMG_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhpC5QFXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OxqqrxrOzU4/s320/IMG_0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008813830857299314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7C5QFJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zSfVfRbQetU/s1600-h/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7C5QFJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zSfVfRbQetU/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008811941071688850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7S5QFKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tnECNWW_IYc/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7S5QFKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tnECNWW_IYc/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008811945366656162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7i5QFLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z_42Tci2QCA/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7i5QFLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z_42Tci2QCA/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008811949661623474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7i5QFMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8COeVnH5KxM/s1600-h/IMG_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7i5QFMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8COeVnH5KxM/s320/IMG_0472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008811949661623490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7y5QFNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SLraWmBXGf0/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLf7y5QFNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SLraWmBXGf0/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008811953956590802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-1127933560588618933?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1127933560588618933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=1127933560588618933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/1127933560588618933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/1127933560588618933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/cip.html' title='CIP'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebKh7GzvUqA/RYLhoi5QFTI/AAAAAAAAABc/JOWBpytozOk/s72-c/IMG_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693839.post-116580789797918435</id><published>2006-12-11T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T11:31:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KKMC</title><content type='html'>We just had our choral workshop at Kampong Kapor Methodist Church, Mrs.Wilson's church, and it was a totally awesome experience haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church was a brillo place to sing, just as geoffrey described. And I think we did alright overall (= Go us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diff styles of singing that we came up with was HILARIOUS though. Ahaha the minglong style of singing, clement with his incredibly LOUD falsetto, bollywood jingping and wanling the wayang. Super funny can, i laughed till i teared. Oh yeah there was Zihan the rapper too ahaha. I'll never forget that Zihan, you will be forever teased to eternity for your moment of fame =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Tim if you're reading this, you owe me money. So better pay up fast k haha. I need $$$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to play with the little kids on wednesday *evil grinz* Time to unleash the paedophilic tendancies upon the world guahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116580789797918435?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116580789797918435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116580789797918435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116580789797918435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116580789797918435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/12/kkmc.html' title='KKMC'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116404301316619319</id><published>2006-11-21T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:26:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to germaine quek</title><content type='html'>Here's a seemingly innocent picture...&lt;br /&gt;Innocent enough, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets zoom in a little, onto our main character here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/320/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets zoom in a little more onto germaine's hands..don't get the wrong idea. Take a look at her hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats she holding?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know either =P&lt;br /&gt;Go ask germ haha..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday germ ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116404301316619319?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116404301316619319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116404301316619319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116404301316619319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116404301316619319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/tribute-to-germaine-quek.html' title='A tribute to germaine quek'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116373982652068421</id><published>2006-11-17T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:26:12.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont mess</title><content type='html'>Well, to you-know-who-you-are, who is seemingly concerned for my obsession with FF12 and therefore gaming, suddenly voiced her opinion about games in general and how it is unhealthy etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good good job to you, because you've made me think a little more than I usually bother to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last couple decades, video games have strayed away from their roots of family-orientated entertainment and has become the bastard child of the entertainment world. Despite making more money than the film industry or the sex industry or even the porn industry for that matter (okay maybe not..) video games are  still seen as childish, lame, stupid and generally associated with geeks and nerds. But since everyone watches TV anyway, wouldn't it be natural to assume that it would be most fascinating to be able to interact and control the movements and actions of characters on a screen? Or maybe most of our population is just too messed up to be able to comprehend that level of thought and processing and would just rather sit on their fat lazy asses and just take in some movie shit created by a random stranger who they dont even know, suck it in like a fat american kid gulps in mayo (pardon the stereotype) and say its good stuff, burping happily, patting their stomachs and enjoying the hazardous pile of gunk that has just slid down their throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, how much worse are videogames compared to movies and oh lets say watching cartoons and animation? I think its far worse watching some dumb serial and being hooked onto it, eventually selling our your lives and property just to watch the dude who starred in it in a concert or something. Seriously man, thats pretty stupid too. Take my sis for example (sorry sis!) who watches these jap guys such as &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/eyezonkattun/main.html"&gt;KATTUN &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.avexnet.or.jp/tackeytsubasa/index.html"&gt;TACKEY&amp;amp;TSUBASA&lt;/a&gt;. Notice how they spell everything in caps. And notice just how motherf(rea)king gay they look. Clearly a large selection of the female population is deaf to the cries of the slightly more sane guys, because my sis can go off food for months just to order in a poster on these guys, or spends all her cash on their CDs etcetera. And yet my mom still whines about my unhealthy obsession with gaming. Yeesh go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that the video game industry has successfully backed itself into a corner by slowly whittling down its target audience down to a nerdy, socially-inept elite(or not) and predominantly male slice of the population who often brand themselves with clan-tags like GOZU or DODA (Demons Of Dota Allstars. Yes I agree. Wth?how lame can you get?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like demonbaby says, most mainstream games involve guys in big metal space suits zapping aliens, or military soldiers blasting Nazis, or medieval warriors slashing goblins, or thugs popping caps in asses of rival gangs. It's so narrow in scope, and so streamlined to the specific interests of mouth-breathing fourteen year old boys, you almost want to lather Oxy cream on your Xbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, modern game developers have made games harder to play and more unwieldy to navigate, thanks to controllers with two analog sticks and dozens of buttons and games that require numerous complicated uses of said buttons. For the nerd elite, it's no problem at all, but for someone who hasn't picked up a controller since god knows when you might as well be asking them to pilot a jet aircraft. Even I - card-carrying member of the nerd elite - no longer have the patience to sit with a game like &lt;i&gt;Splinter Cell&lt;/i&gt; and learn thirty two different button sequence commands that regularly change depending on what's happening in the game. I don't have a lot of time for video games anymore, so I want something I can pick up and have fun with right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the point, which is this discrimination against seventeen year olds who spend most of their time in front of said console, how is it then any worse than the aforementioned sister of mine who lives life with the japs on her computer screen? (okay maybe thats a little harsh haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm not out here to bash your favourite superstar or tv show or whatever, its just not right to critique us gamers for doing something ultimatly for enjoyment. After all, how UNHEALTHY can it get? Maybe varying cases of myopia, or is it time that could have been spent more PRODUCTIVELY thats always the argument? Well, lemme see, spending time parking our asses in some chintzy cafe and sipping expresso coffee that lathered with whipped cream and filled with tonnes of sugar, and talking crap that absolutely vets no impact on our lives but merely gives us some tangental and temporal enjoyment because we're spending time with our "friends", oohhh boy devilishly envious I am. Not that I don't quiteenjoy going out with my friends too, I do, but an overdosage of either and i'm ready to barf. It gets quite dumb sometimes, the dumbness that we perceive as fun and laughter and all the ha-ha-has. And it gets even better when you switch the environment to a fast food outlet like our favourite macdonalds, where the fats you consume readily transport themselves to your buttcheeks and stay there for all eternity, cushioning your almost invisble hipbones for more chats in the near future! Yayness for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was rather like a rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116373982652068421?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116373982652068421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116373982652068421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116373982652068421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116373982652068421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-mess.html' title='dont mess'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116360306911446519</id><published>2006-11-15T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:09:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockapella</title><content type='html'>Kudos to JERROLD(!!!) for getting us free tickets to rockapella at the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally totally awesome. totally.  fabbo. fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guahahah and all it cost us was a BK dinner! Split five ways! Which amounts to about a buck each =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the MRT we starting singing our own guy chorus songs haha..and we sounded quite decent k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before that I was at lido watching step up. Pretty cliche show, but the choreo was awesome. Some slick moves here and there, and the male lead has a hot bod =P (I bet geoff will say i need some orientational guidance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff, the pigtails bit was so uncalled for &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jo is still the best =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116360306911446519?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116360306911446519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116360306911446519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116360306911446519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116360306911446519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/rockapella.html' title='Rockapella'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116316684805222479</id><published>2006-11-10T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:54:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ff12 fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;have to react fast and run back to save point lool&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;sam:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;wait it deals SPLASH DMG?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;uh yeah&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;its tricky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;but u must sort of lure them to be next to each other&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;and if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt; hardworking and have biceps with high endurance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;u can spam it to like 7/8&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;and it'll kill both&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;but i'm lvl 23 la&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;sam:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;lol wait what position do u spam in&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;sam:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;which hand on R2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;uh left hand holds right side of controller&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;and holds down r2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;right hand completely free&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;and one finger usually middle on triangle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;sam:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;and u tense your arm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;sam:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;and vibrate it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;ggg&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;yeah somewhat &gt;:(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: rgb(84, 84, 84);" lang="EN-US"&gt;sam:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;" lang="EN-US"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;everyone play ff12 please! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, ff12 has overtaken food in terms of importance. Its caught up to sleep, and its probably gonna overtake blinking quite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. People do try persuading me to do something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116316684805222479?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116316684805222479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116316684805222479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116316684805222479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116316684805222479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/ff12-fans.html' title='ff12 fans'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116313009143643180</id><published>2006-11-10T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:41:31.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ff12 drains your life force</title><content type='html'>hi world. I have laid my hands on ff12. Expect to find me at home most of the time wasting my precious teenage years on a fantasy game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can't get better than this =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And geof, I shan't get u a copy if you dont shush about the blogskin =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116313009143643180?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116313009143643180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116313009143643180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116313009143643180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116313009143643180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/ff12-drains-your-life-force.html' title='ff12 drains your life force'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116272863576442574</id><published>2006-11-05T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:12:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1: Adapatable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you won't change for the team, the team may change you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inflexibility is one of the worst human failings.&lt;br /&gt;You can learn to check impetuosity, overcome fear with confidence, and laziness with discipline.&lt;br /&gt;But for rigidity of mind there is no antidote.&lt;br /&gt;It carries the seeds of its own destruction.&lt;br /&gt;- Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the flexible,&lt;br /&gt;for they shall not be bent out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;- Michael McGriff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts: teamwork and rigidity just don't mix. A big nono. We gotta learn to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;humbled, as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116272863576442574?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116272863576442574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116272863576442574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116272863576442574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116272863576442574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/1-adapatable-if-you-wont-change-for.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116265358388652807</id><published>2006-11-04T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:19:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to ff12</title><content type='html'>due to the overwhelming response, I have decided to keep my blog this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't it totally own? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoutout to all j2s: Gl hf for ur A lvls. and yeah if you'd like to i guess you could hold hands and walk through it together. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just funny sometimes. aahahhaha. hiliarious =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116265358388652807?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116265358388652807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116265358388652807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116265358388652807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116265358388652807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-to-ff12.html' title='i need to ff12'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116162015472191696</id><published>2006-10-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:20:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lesser than three you (=</title><content type='html'>Germ: Yeah lets! =D&lt;br /&gt;And 160 minutes-ish larh the movie wasnt a full 3 hours wad *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leheng: I'm no longer cute liao. Just shuai eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my blogskin people? Haha although Singapore's pretty much summer all year round..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright its the last week of school! We've still got Chinese A's and Oral Presentation, and choir's gonna start again too! (yay!) Carolling will be brilliant, I can feel it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hold each other's hands and keep walking forward (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116162015472191696?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116162015472191696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116162015472191696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116162015472191696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116162015472191696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-lesser-than-three-you.html' title='I lesser than three you (='/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-116146250903205007</id><published>2006-10-22T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T04:49:00.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As night follows day</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Vivocity. Gosh super super crowded. Okay I need to make a shoutout to ROSEMARY who completely completely saved my ass today. I was wandering around aimlessly at the spankingly huge vivocity trying to find my friends. (for the uninformed, I've recently lost my cell) Then as I was wallowing in the depths of despair, rose suddenly appeared out of the blue and slapped me on my shoulder with a cheery "Hi Bong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 x 1,000,000,000,000   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose, foxy and another friend (sry i forgot who *_*) proceeded to endure my spasticness of trying to recall tim's hp number, which i suddenly couldnt recall accurately and had to randomly dial different combinations of digits until I finally got him (in the process apologising profusely to some women whom I accidentally called twice) AND even more spazzo, I somehow couldnt freaking hear what tim was saying and had to get rose to ask him for me. I feel so useless &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;they were buying sweets at candy empire. omg six guys buying chocolates and stuff. I feel ashamed for them =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we ended up at Long John Silver's eating and crapping, and discovering sam's skills in chope-ing a place for me in the movie without paying for my ticket first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were six of them, and so instead of buying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X X X X X X &lt;- aisle seat  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they went and shifted the whole thing to the left by a seat:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X X X X X X O &lt;- empty aisle seat singled out   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what extreme skills lol. Cos I wasnt able to confirm with them whether I was gonna watch the movie earlier on, so they did a bastage move and choped a seat since no one would buy a single seat just like that. Hilarious. Kudos to Sam for such high levels of int xD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Departed was good. Thrilling, and the pace of the movie was just nice, tied together with a strong plot and acting (although I cant say much about the plot, since it was decidedly ripped from internal affairs &gt;.&lt;) Good acting overall, but at times too much gore (typical amerikkan) and a macho ending (typical amerikkan) where the bad guy just HAS to die in the end (typical amerikkan) and the good guy wins (typical amerikkan) So yeah, if you dont like the overdosage of testosterone, men growling instead of speaking, and lots of blood &amp;amp; gore, skip it and watch the asian version instead, which is just as good (if not better) Its definitely value for money though, since we stepped into the theatre at 1150 and only came out at 250. Its like a whole 160+ minutes of runtime O_o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amazingly I got into the theatre without being stopped (stop rubbing it in, you asses..) Theatre One is apparently the biggest theatre or sth along those lines, and it was pretty impressive. Lousy chairs though, they aren't comfy at all =X and I was freezing the whole way even though it was rather packed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I jacked tim shiv and shihan by jumping "boat" lol. We cabbed back together since nightrider wasnt available at the harbourfront bus stop, and i got the driver to drop me off at newton first. Lawl I just got off the cab, closed the door and ran away amused, effectively evading the cab fee =D    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks germ for letting me be a nuisance today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: &gt; backup &gt; backup &gt; (sth)doc &gt; germaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate line of defense against nosy brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-116146250903205007?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/116146250903205007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=116146250903205007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116146250903205007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/116146250903205007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-night-follows-day.html' title='As night follows day'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115953234477500749</id><published>2006-09-29T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:19:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>The first day of the JCone promotional examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch my hand hurts! Stupid lousy gp + econs killed my right hand. Sighs I didnt have time to round up my econs paper properly, even though I somehow managed to answer most of it O_o I'm a living testimony that last minute mugging works =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the econs paper I was just humming around with Jerome for abit. Saw Trixia the lian walk by. All was normal. Until Jerome and I spotted a friend crying cos she screwed up her papers. Haiyah first day of exams and there's already a crying case. Even though she's pretty emo its still quite worrying. Shucks take care guys! I'll ask people to pray for you! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I did something quite great yet terrible today. I can't possibly post it up here, but if you're desperate to know, you can ask me one on one. I can't believe myself too, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And germ go die. You look like Fiona! Aliens are green! Ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome is officially the pro now. He did something so stupid that I can't believe it. And sorry if I sound like a nag sometimes. I only nag you one okay! Be happy, its special treatment. I don't nag anyone else haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinghan + Sidney + Rayston you three ah MUST MUST MUST MUST ABSOLUTELY MUST do superduper well for promos. Then next year founders day there'll be 3 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BASSES&lt;/span&gt; going up on stage to receive prize. Ahahah! Then we can laugh at the other sections XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all! Ace promos yeah? (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115953234477500749?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115953234477500749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115953234477500749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115953234477500749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115953234477500749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115903107759338896</id><published>2006-09-23T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:04:37.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss da girl</title><content type='html'>Here's a ryhme from a book published the year I was born (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Emperor's New Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Royal Tailor, Mister Ho,&lt;br /&gt;Had premises on Savile Row,&lt;br /&gt;And thence the King would make his way&lt;br /&gt;At least a dozen times a day.&lt;br /&gt;His passion was for gorgeous suits&lt;br /&gt;And sumptuous cloaks and fur-lined boots&lt;br /&gt;And brilliant waistcoats lined in red,&lt;br /&gt;Hand-sewn with gold and silver thread.&lt;br /&gt;Within the Palace things were grand,&lt;br /&gt;With valets everywhere on hand&lt;br /&gt;To hang the clothes and clean and press&lt;br /&gt;And help the crazy king to dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But clothes are very dangerous things,&lt;br /&gt;Especially for wealthy kings.&lt;br /&gt;This King had gone to pot so fast,&lt;br /&gt;His clothes came first, his people last.&lt;br /&gt;One valet who was seen to leave&lt;br /&gt;A spot of gravy on a sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Was hung from rafters by his hair&lt;br /&gt;And left forever dangling there.&lt;br /&gt;Another who had failed to note&lt;br /&gt;A fleck of dust upon a coat&lt;br /&gt;Was ordered to be boiled alive,&lt;br /&gt;A fate not easy to survive.&lt;br /&gt;And one who left a pinch of snuff&lt;br /&gt;Upon a pale-blue velvet cuff&lt;br /&gt;Was minced inside a large machine&lt;br /&gt;And reappeared as margerine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a beastly horrid King!&lt;br /&gt;The people longed to do him in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so a dozen brainy men&lt;br /&gt;Met secretly inside a den&lt;br /&gt;To formulate a subtle plot&lt;br /&gt;To polish  off this royal clot.&lt;br /&gt;Up spake the very brainiest man&lt;br /&gt;Who cried, "I've got a wizard plan.&lt;br /&gt;Please come with me. We all must go&lt;br /&gt;To see the royal tailer, Ho.&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell him very strong and true&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what he's got to do."&lt;br /&gt;So thus the secret plans were laid&lt;br /&gt;And all arrangements quickly made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was winter-time with lots of snow&lt;br /&gt;And every day the King would go&lt;br /&gt;To ski a bit before he dined&lt;br /&gt;In ski-suits specially designed.&lt;br /&gt;But even on these trips he'd stop&lt;br /&gt;To go into the tailor's shop.&lt;br /&gt;"O Majesty!" cried Mister Ho,&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot wait to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I've contrived at last to get&lt;br /&gt;From secret weavers in Tibet&lt;br /&gt;A cloth so magical and fine,&lt;br /&gt;So unbelievably divine,&lt;br /&gt;You've never seen its like before&lt;br /&gt;And never will do any more!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king yelled out, "I'll buy the lot!&lt;br /&gt;I'll purchase every yard you've got!"&lt;br /&gt;The tailor smiled and bowed his head.&lt;br /&gt;"O honoured sire," he softly said,&lt;br /&gt;"This marvellous magic cloth has got&lt;br /&gt;Amazing ways to keep you hot,&lt;br /&gt;And even when it's icy cold&lt;br /&gt;You still feel warm as molten gold.&lt;br /&gt;However hard the north wind blows&lt;br /&gt;You still won't need your underclothes."&lt;br /&gt;The King said, "If it's all that warm,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a ski-ing uniform!&lt;br /&gt;I want ski-trousers and a jacket!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it costs a packet!&lt;br /&gt;Produce the cloth. I want to see&lt;br /&gt;This marvellous stuff you're selling me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tailor, feigning great surprise,&lt;br /&gt;Said, "Sire its here before your eyes."&lt;br /&gt;The King said, "Where? Just tell me where."&lt;br /&gt;"It's in my hands, o King, right here!"&lt;br /&gt;The King yelled, tearing at his hair,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be an ass! There's nothing there!"&lt;br /&gt;The tailor cried, "Hold on, I pray!&lt;br /&gt;There's something I forgot to say!&lt;br /&gt;This cloth's invisible to fools&lt;br /&gt;And nincompoops and other ghouls.&lt;br /&gt;For brainless men who're round the twist&lt;br /&gt;This cloth does simply not exist!&lt;br /&gt;But seeing how you're wise and bright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it glistens in your sight."&lt;br /&gt;Now right on cue, exactly then,&lt;br /&gt;In burst the dozen brainy men.&lt;br /&gt;They shouted, "Oh, what lovely stuff!&lt;br /&gt;We want some too! D'you have enough?"&lt;br /&gt;Extremely calmly, the tailor stands,&lt;br /&gt;With nothing in his empty hands,&lt;br /&gt;And says, "No, no! this gorgeous thing&lt;br /&gt;Is only for my lord, the King."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King, not wanting to admit&lt;br /&gt;To being a proper royal twit&lt;br /&gt;Cried out, "Oh, isn't it divine!&lt;br /&gt;I want it all! It's mine! It's mine!&lt;br /&gt;I want a ski-ing outfit most&lt;br /&gt;So I can keep as warm as toast!"&lt;br /&gt;The brainy men all cried, "Egad!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Majesty, you lucky lad!&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel so cosy in the snow&lt;br /&gt;With temps at zero and below!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day the tailor came to fit&lt;br /&gt;The costume on the royal twit.&lt;br /&gt;The brainy men all went along&lt;br /&gt;To see that nothing should go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The tailor said, "Strip naked, sire.&lt;br /&gt;This suit's so warm you won't require&lt;br /&gt;Your underclothes or pants or vest&lt;br /&gt;Or even hair upon your chest."&lt;br /&gt;And now the clever Mister Ho&lt;br /&gt;Put on the most terrific show&lt;br /&gt;Of dressing up the naked King&lt;br /&gt;In nothing - not a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right sir, slip your arm in there,&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll zip you up right here.&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel comfy? Does it fit?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I take this in a bit?"&lt;br /&gt;Now during this absurd charade,&lt;br /&gt;And while the King was off his guard,&lt;br /&gt;The brainy men, so shrewd and sly,&lt;br /&gt;Had turned the central heating high.&lt;br /&gt;The King, although completely bare,&lt;br /&gt;With not a stitch of underwear,&lt;br /&gt;Began to sweat and mop his brow,&lt;br /&gt;And cried, "I do believe you now!&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I'm going to roast!&lt;br /&gt;This suit will keep we warm as toast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Qeen, just then, came strolling through&lt;br /&gt;With ladies of her retinue.&lt;br /&gt;They stopped. They gasped. There stood the King&lt;br /&gt;As naked as a piece of string,&lt;br /&gt;As naked as a popinjay,&lt;br /&gt;With not a fig-leaf in the way.&lt;br /&gt;He shouted, striking up a pose,&lt;br /&gt;"Behold my marvellous ski-ing clothes!&lt;br /&gt;These clothes will keep me toasty-warm&lt;br /&gt;In hail or sleet or snow or storm!"&lt;br /&gt;Some ladies blushed and hid their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And uttered little plaintive cries.&lt;br /&gt;But some, it seemed, enjoyed the pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Of looking at the royal treasures.&lt;br /&gt;A brazen wrench cried, "Oh my hat!&lt;br /&gt;Hey girls, just take a look at that!"&lt;br /&gt;The Queen, who'd seen it all before,&lt;br /&gt;Made swiftly for the nearest door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King cried, "Now I'm off to ski!&lt;br /&gt;You ladies want to come with me?"&lt;br /&gt;They shook their heads, so off he went,&lt;br /&gt;A madman off on pleasure bent.&lt;br /&gt;The crazy King put on his skis,&lt;br /&gt;And now, oblivious to the freeze&lt;br /&gt;He shot outdoors and ski'd away,&lt;br /&gt;Still naked as a popinjay.&lt;br /&gt;And thus this fool, so lewd and squalid,&lt;br /&gt;In half an hour was frozen solid.&lt;br /&gt;And all the nation cried, "Heigh-ho!&lt;br /&gt;The King's deep-frozen in the snow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hilarious xD How does he -remix- stuff like this and throw everything into such a nonsensical and chidlishly funny ryhme while still maintaining the gist of the story? Oh gosh and this is only one of them (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it while chucking out some old stuff just now. Won it as a prize for some pri 2 thingy. Mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical of me to wake up late. And so in my haste I wore geof's uniform (which is like mouldy and yellow) since I couldnt find my other shirts which were probably in the wash. And therefore I had to endure not leaning back my mock physics paper. Haish &gt;.&lt; And I cabbed to school, making me even more impossibly broke. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Germaine lent me her brother's shirt to wear. It felt kindof metro wearing Joey's clothes though. Haish =X And Heath arrived super super late because he was supposedly studying. Meh apparently he fell asleep and didnt really wanna tell us haha but Kerr told us in the end =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I ate two dinners. One with my study group for the day and one at home, cos I didnt want my poor mommy to eat alone. Bleh. I'm so stuffed/bloated/satiated now. Feel so phat. Like a sack of wet cement *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found out that I'm a good liar. Ahahaha so hilarious =P And to germ: Yeah Aladdin rocks! But due to male-chuavinism, Aladdin &gt; Jasmine! Just like how Bong &gt; Germaine. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam stress is starting to show on many. CHILL, people! The watchword of the week (= CHILL!!! Sounds rather animal-farmish xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115903107759338896?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115903107759338896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115903107759338896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115903107759338896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115903107759338896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/kiss-da-girl_23.html' title='kiss da girl'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115902883347857648</id><published>2006-09-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:27:14.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss da girl</title><content type='html'>Here's a ryhme from a book published the year I was born (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Emperor's New Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Royal Tailor, Mister Ho,&lt;br /&gt;Had premises on Savile Row,&lt;br /&gt;And thence the King would make his way&lt;br /&gt;At least a dozen times a day.&lt;br /&gt;His passion was for gorgeous suits&lt;br /&gt;And sumptuous cloaks and fur-lined boots&lt;br /&gt;And brilliant waistcoats lined in red,&lt;br /&gt;Hand-sewn with gold and silver thread.&lt;br /&gt;Within the Palace things were grand,&lt;br /&gt;With valets everywhere on hand&lt;br /&gt;To hang the clothes and clean and press&lt;br /&gt;And help the crazy king to dress.&lt;br /&gt;But clothes are very dangerous things,&lt;br /&gt;Especially for wealthy kings.&lt;br /&gt;This King had gone to pot so fast,&lt;br /&gt;His clothes came first, his people last.&lt;br /&gt;One valet who was seen to leave&lt;br /&gt;A spot of gravy on a sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Was hung from rafters by his hair&lt;br /&gt;And left forever dangling there.&lt;br /&gt;Another who had failed to note&lt;br /&gt;A fleck of dust upon a coat&lt;br /&gt;Was ordered to be boiled alive,&lt;br /&gt;A fate not easy to survive.&lt;br /&gt;And one who left a pinch of snuff&lt;br /&gt;Upon a pale-blue velvet cuff&lt;br /&gt;Was minced inside a large machine&lt;br /&gt;And reappeared as margerine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a beastly horrid King!&lt;br /&gt;The people longed to do him in!&lt;br /&gt;And so a dozen brainy men&lt;br /&gt;Met secretly inside a den&lt;br /&gt;To formulate a subtle plot&lt;br /&gt;To polish  off this royal clot.&lt;br /&gt;Up spake the very brainiest man&lt;br /&gt;Who cried, "I've got a wizard plan.&lt;br /&gt;Please come with me. We all must go&lt;br /&gt;To see the royal tailer, Ho.&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell him very strong and true&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what he's got to do."&lt;br /&gt;So thus the secret plans were laid&lt;br /&gt;And all arrangements quickly made.&lt;br /&gt;T'was winter-time with lots of snow&lt;br /&gt;And every day the King would go&lt;br /&gt;To ski a bit before he dined&lt;br /&gt;In ski-suits specially designed.&lt;br /&gt;But even on these trips he'd stop&lt;br /&gt;To go into the tailor's shop.&lt;br /&gt;"O Majesty!" cried Mister Ho,&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot wait to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I've contrived at last to get&lt;br /&gt;From secret weavers in Tibet&lt;br /&gt;A cloth so magical and fine,&lt;br /&gt;So unbelievably divine,&lt;br /&gt;You've never seen its like before&lt;br /&gt;And never will do any more!"&lt;br /&gt;The king yelled out, "I'll buy the lot!&lt;br /&gt;I'll purchase every yard you've got!"&lt;br /&gt;The tailor smiled and bowed his head.&lt;br /&gt;"O honoured sire," he softly said,&lt;br /&gt;"This marvellous magic cloth has got&lt;br /&gt;Amazing ways to keep you hot,&lt;br /&gt;And even when it's icy cold&lt;br /&gt;You still feel warm as molten gold.&lt;br /&gt;However hard the north wind blows&lt;br /&gt;You still won't need your underclothes."&lt;br /&gt;The King said, "If it's all that warm,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a ski-ing uniform!&lt;br /&gt;I want ski-trousers and a jacket!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it costs a packet!&lt;br /&gt;Produce the cloth. I want to see&lt;br /&gt;This marvellous stuff you're selling me."&lt;br /&gt;The tailor, feigning great surprise,&lt;br /&gt;Said, "Sire its here before your eyes."&lt;br /&gt;The King said, "Where? Just tell me where."&lt;br /&gt;"It's in my hands, o King, right here!"&lt;br /&gt;The King yelled, tearing at his hair,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be an ass! There's nothing there!"&lt;br /&gt;The tailor cried, "Hold on, I pray!&lt;br /&gt;There's something I forgot to say!&lt;br /&gt;This cloth's invisible to fools&lt;br /&gt;And nincompoops and other ghouls.&lt;br /&gt;For brainless men who're round the twist&lt;br /&gt;This cloth does simply not exist!&lt;br /&gt;But seeing how you're wise and bright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it glistens in your sight."&lt;br /&gt;Now right on cue, exactly then,&lt;br /&gt;In burst the dozen brainy men.&lt;br /&gt;They shouted, "Oh, what lovely stuff!&lt;br /&gt;We want some too! D'you have enough?"&lt;br /&gt;Extremely calmly, the tailor stands,&lt;br /&gt;With nothing in his empty hands,&lt;br /&gt;And says, "No, no! this gorgeous thing&lt;br /&gt;Is only for my lord, the King."&lt;br /&gt;The King, not wanting to admit&lt;br /&gt;To being a proper royal twit&lt;br /&gt;Cried out, "Oh, isn't it divine!&lt;br /&gt;I want it all! It's mine! It's mine!&lt;br /&gt;I want a ski-ing outfit most&lt;br /&gt;So I can keep as warm as toast!"&lt;br /&gt;The brainy men all cried, "Egad!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Majesty, you lucky lad!&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel so cosy in the snow&lt;br /&gt;With temps at zero and below!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day the tailor came to fit&lt;br /&gt;The costume on the royal twit.&lt;br /&gt;The brainy men all went along&lt;br /&gt;To see that nothing should go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The tailor said, "Strip naked, sire.&lt;br /&gt;This suit's so warm you won't require&lt;br /&gt;Your underclothes or pants or vest&lt;br /&gt;Or even hair upon your chest."&lt;br /&gt;And now the clever Mister Ho&lt;br /&gt;Put on the most terrific show&lt;br /&gt;Of dressing up the naked King&lt;br /&gt;In nothing - not a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right sir, slip your arm in there,&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll zip you up right here.&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel comfy? Does it fit?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I take this in a bit?"&lt;br /&gt;Now during this absurd charade,&lt;br /&gt;And while the King was off his guard,&lt;br /&gt;The brainy men, so shrewd and sly,&lt;br /&gt;Had turned the central heating high.&lt;br /&gt;The King, although completely bare,&lt;br /&gt;With not a stitch of underwear,&lt;br /&gt;Began to sweat and mop his brow,&lt;br /&gt;And cried, "I do believe you now!&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I'm going to roast!&lt;br /&gt;This suit will keep we warm as toast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Qeen, just then, came strolling through&lt;br /&gt;With ladies of her retinue.&lt;br /&gt;They stopped. They gasped. There stood the King&lt;br /&gt;As naked as a piece of string,&lt;br /&gt;As naked as a popinjay,&lt;br /&gt;With not a fig-leaf in the way.&lt;br /&gt;He shouted, striking up a pose,&lt;br /&gt;"Behold my marvellous ski-ing clothes!&lt;br /&gt;These clothes will keep me toasty-warm&lt;br /&gt;In hail or sleet or snow or storm!"&lt;br /&gt;Some ladies blushed and hid their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And uttered little plaintive cries.&lt;br /&gt;But some, it seemed, enjoyed the pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Of looking at the royal treasures.&lt;br /&gt;A brazen wrench cried, "Oh my hat!&lt;br /&gt;Hey girls, just take a look at that!"&lt;br /&gt;The Queen, who'd seen it all before,&lt;br /&gt;Made swiftly for the nearest door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King cried, "Now I'm off to ski!&lt;br /&gt;You ladies want to come with me?"&lt;br /&gt;They shook their heads, so off he went,&lt;br /&gt;A madman off on pleasure bent.&lt;br /&gt;The crazy King put on his skis,&lt;br /&gt;And now, oblivious to the freeze&lt;br /&gt;He shot outdoors and ski'd away,&lt;br /&gt;Still naked as a popinjay.&lt;br /&gt;And thus this fool, so lewd and squalid,&lt;br /&gt;In half an hour was frozen solid.&lt;br /&gt;And all the nation cried, "Heigh-ho!&lt;br /&gt;The King's deep-frozen in the snow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hilarious xD He's so darn good haha. How does he -remix- stuff like this and throw everything into such a nonsensical and chidlishly funny ryhme while still maintaining the gist of the story? Oh gosh and this is only one of them (= That took a while to type though, so if I'm feeling kind i'll type another one out. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it while chucking out some old stuff just now. Won it as a prize for some pri 1 thingy. Mm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115902883347857648?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115902883347857648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115902883347857648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115902883347857648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115902883347857648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/kiss-da-girl.html' title='kiss da girl'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115884559932789765</id><published>2006-09-21T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:36:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Amazing Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/7rx4mYq5j9Y"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/7rx4mYq5j9Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice song (= Amazing vocals..Check out the ending note at 2:31 *_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115884559932789765?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115884559932789765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115884559932789765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115884559932789765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115884559932789765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/amazing-song-such-nice-song-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115884564269622357</id><published>2006-09-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:37:31.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typical people typical day</title><content type='html'>At the start of the day, my class filled up approximately half of the first row designated for us to sit. An unbelievable amount of ponners exist in my class, and I didnt even know! Miss Too was so peeved to see so few people, even our class rep wasnt there to take attendance &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, over the next few periods, more and more people started trickling into lessons, apparently to hand up their EoMs. And this continued and crescendo'ed to a peak during GP, where Miss Too was stunned seeing the amount of people entering her class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to dwindle to 6 peeps during chinese immediately after. Those who hadnt done their EoMs had to go to the library, those who dont take chinese went somewhere to slack, leaving our poor laoshi very demoralised )= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Econs lecture, EVERYONE reappeared. No prizes for guessing why =X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Art room at West Lodge after sch with qz, and checked out her various sculptures of hands O_o most...interesting. Haha. Yepz then i left her to rot there alone and went home. Only to conk out in the middle of my living room after attempting crickets for half an hour.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rawr i still havent done any real studying *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kudos to Bobby for winning a prize for sit and reach =D 65 cm!!! I'm 2cm away from him aww...nvm at least a choir person won it XD Looks like all our stretching didnt go to waste hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115884564269622357?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115884564269622357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115884564269622357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115884564269622357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115884564269622357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/typical-people-typical-day.html' title='typical people typical day'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115858598502076360</id><published>2006-09-18T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:26:25.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Kerr! Hi Germ! Hi Bat!</title><content type='html'>Learn to chill people! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling is good for your health yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gawd today was a darn embarassing day. As I was walking to contact, i suddenly felt a rather cool breeze *there*. MY GAWD MY ZIPPER DIED. NOOOOOOOO. So i ended up walking around with my black file in front of me )= So malu can. Omgawd my class was laughing their ass off at me la, then I didnt bring PE stuff cos I didnt have to, so I didnt even have an immediate change on hand. Eeerk. Ended up at the front office trying to stage whisper to that lady that my zipper spoilt, but she kept going "HARH?!" until I had to say it LOUDLY. Omgawd the 3 auntie-ish figures at the area all looked up and peered at me over their glassse &gt;.&lt; OMGAWD SO MALU #_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;related to this: tinkle, flick or squeeze? Take your pick =P (Jinghan you're a complete g lol and bReNdAn I DINT NOE U COULD TAWLK ABT THESE KINDA THINGS WE MUZ OBVIOUSLY TALK MORE OFT XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righto whats with all you people and the "Who do you like? You like so-and-so right?!? dont lie!!" I know I'm attractive and stuff but talk about bad ways to start random banter *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh our 2 P's ya'll must -totally- chill out k? Ahahaha relax relax life is good. Don't sweat it (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I must post something about marcus now. Because he said I always make him smile. I just wanna tell you that, I make EVERYONE smile. Cos of my stunningly good looks etcetera. Haha! Consider yourself lucky you get to see me during physics lecture! Behold my beautiful sleeping posture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people who are totally amazingly fabbo cause they made my day today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChinHong for lending me stuff to burn&lt;br /&gt;Chorkiat for his ultimate "Can I have a lick?" *deep voice*&lt;br /&gt;Andrea?? Some counciller who helped me find a pair of pants in the council room, you owe me 2 bucks in change btw&lt;br /&gt;Qianzhi(for being such a riot with her blurness. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Diane for letting me bug her during physics cos I didnt brg anything&lt;br /&gt;HUIYU!! for finally making up with me. I also dunno why I dao you. Like no reason one. So childish right!?! Ahaha we're KIDS man, KIDS!&lt;br /&gt;Kah Joon for mysteriously appearing all over the place, every corner I turn, and saying hi to me *_* How come you're so omnipresent one ah..&lt;br /&gt;Cuiwen for helping buy the present for Sangri and letting me write on it also hahaha. Reminds me of sth Germaine did O.o Yes yes thank you also just in case #_-''&lt;br /&gt;Clement for his nonsense and teasing while I was waiting&lt;br /&gt;Jontang and Deborah for being such sports. Such a cute couple (=&lt;br /&gt;Yihui for being nonsense also haha.&lt;br /&gt;Esther for being near clement and therefore giving me a topic to tease clement hoho&lt;br /&gt;Mark for being..Mark. And taking bus home with me =D&lt;br /&gt;Jerome for being his usual cornball self&lt;br /&gt;Jessica for being...so late and still having the audacity to eat waffle in front of me and attempt to blink innocently -____-"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Hong for being so nice and patient haha. Thanks Mrs.Hong!&lt;br /&gt;Ivan for being a stoner haha.. "But if you top up liao then must take bus alone?" "Nvm, I can emo alone. " Haha you spastic boi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;Jo for being so chio. She's currently residing on my desktop (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/jo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/jo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115858598502076360?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115858598502076360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115858598502076360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115858598502076360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115858598502076360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-kerr-hi-germ-hi-bat.html' title='Hi Kerr! Hi Germ! Hi Bat!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115806682743605522</id><published>2006-09-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:13:47.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith</title><content type='html'>faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never know when we're doing the right thing, really. How right is right? How justified are our actions, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've somewhat found a guiding light, but at the same time..doubting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not what I do )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, it hurts when ya'll mention it in my face too often. give me some room. its suffocating me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still &lt;3 you guys tho. rest assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hah!My most emo post in ages)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115806682743605522?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115806682743605522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115806682743605522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115806682743605522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115806682743605522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/09/faith.html' title='faith'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115530417272235176</id><published>2006-08-11T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:49:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- secret weapon -</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me about my blogskin today. Apparently my layout is boring and plain, somewhere along those lines anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottomline? Well I'm lazy to change it, for starters. And secondly, who the heck cares anyway? I'm perfectly happy with my less-than-interesting template, besides its the material thats important anyway. Its not like you especially visit my blog to admire the beautiful layout etcetera, and it allows people to focus on what I'M saying, which is what's important =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND besides, I've been pretty busy the past 7 months of my life. Ahaha I'm really throwing my whole self into all this, immersing and occasionally drowning in it all. What an experience, I must say. Simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I'm abit bored of blogging already. Hah! Call me fickle. My life's too messed up to bog actively about anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115530417272235176?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115530417272235176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115530417272235176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115530417272235176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115530417272235176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/08/secret-weapon.html' title='- secret weapon -'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115418298342177567</id><published>2006-07-29T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:23:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until we meet again *_*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;An Irish Blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the road rise to meet you&lt;br /&gt;May the wind be ever at your back&lt;br /&gt;May the sunshine warm upon your face&lt;br /&gt;and the rain fall soft upon your fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until we meet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God hold you&lt;br /&gt;Ever in the palm of his hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its quite beautiful a song (= Even though I'm not a christian, i really felt for the song. Too all my seniors, may you be blessed! &lt;3 you all 4va!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the J2 performances were super cool and super hilarious la! Haha!! And the best present was OBVIOUSLY the present from the J1 basses k. Sign of manliness + bass clef. Mweheh. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Props to Ivan for finally being an emo-kid today. gwarsh i think every1 was really surprised to see him really touched and crying. Ahaha. We've all grown loads. So proud (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND must include clemon here again. Thanks for being an inspiration!!! Ahhh! Words fail me!!! (in a good sense, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the spoiler was obviously the J2s finding out what song we were singing, and they went and got another version of An Irish Blessing and sang it to us at the ending. Omgosh so spas can. But okay la we all started crying. Ahhh. Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loads of work to do, but I'm still super busy. Rawr. Thank goodness i'm SUPER SMART and SUPER INTELLIGENT and posses HIGH CALIBRE. *koff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao again. I might come back next month ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115418298342177567?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115418298342177567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115418298342177567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115418298342177567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115418298342177567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/07/until-we-meet-again.html' title='Until we meet again *_*'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115392231311155048</id><published>2006-07-26T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:58:33.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love</title><content type='html'>my bunch of problem kids. No matter what happens, I'll always give my utmost and share with ya'll all I've learnt. Because thats where the learning came from in the first place.&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/11693839-115392231311155048?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115392231311155048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115392231311155048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115392231311155048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115392231311155048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love.html' title='I love'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-115114816947476949</id><published>2006-06-24T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T19:29:46.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strawberries and beyond...</title><content type='html'>Haha I've been too lazy to update la. JC is insane, sometimes I wish it'd all go away and we'd go all the way back to secondary school again, in ACSI where we can go crazy and slack and talk cock and do all those crazy fun stuff that guys do (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going on our Euro tour soon yay! Kudos to every1 for making it thus far! And as for Jingwei who'll be leaving us 'cos he's now the student council secretary, which is pretty amazing too ^_^ Great job you've got potential man and now it shows. Sad that you'll be leaving the choir family so soon...but we'll always miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to joanne (my grp leader XD) we have finally acquired the euro tour polo-tees. Woots its pretty okay, funny smelling though. My (hopefully) first of many choir shirts! There's a blue one and a red one, and i'm too lazy to take pictures and post it up so uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man the "clique-four" ahahah...we own ass man all the strawberries and stuff, and all the things we share, lol its great stress relief just being with ya'll, rocks rocks rocks (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course all the basses rock too. ChorkIat the flirt, Meatloaf the manly, sidney jinghan jerrold jingwei and Zhong...ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course our dear SL CLEMONSIM *koff* ester *koff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that was pretty random. and unintellectual too. mmm this doesn't bode well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i next bother to post, which should be a good millenia or so away. Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-115114816947476949?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/115114816947476949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=115114816947476949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115114816947476949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/115114816947476949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/06/strawberries-and-beyond.html' title='strawberries and beyond...'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114906342276252727</id><published>2006-05-31T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:17:02.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blazingly fast</title><content type='html'>meh i'm feeling cliche-y. How time flies =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been more than a month already since that happened. And so much more has happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the teachers and fellow choirmates for making An Evening with Friends 2006 such a success. Haha I had great fun, and though i crapped up more than once i think it was a pretty credable performance. Clement for being an inspiration + great BSL, and Wang for being really solid a singer though he doesn't look it, and helping me back up on my feet on the occasions when I've been lost in practice. And for generally being a great pal XD Go Wang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for mingxiu + the class girls for coming down ^_^ You guys rock haha. No thanks to paul who fell asleep though. My ACSI juniors for coming, even though SOMEBODY was apparently listening to his ipod and reading a bio textbook throughout. Yepz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx Clem for being a great friend XD You rox my sox haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/After%20UST%20Concert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/320/After%20UST%20Concert2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the UST concert which totally wowed us all. Yeps. We basses are really starting to get together and our act up! Yay for us! Still got a long way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have any pics of us at the concert yet, umm still trying to get them from various ppl Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather introspective, but I think I've grown as a person. mm. Its surprising how things turn out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114906342276252727?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114906342276252727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114906342276252727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114906342276252727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114906342276252727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/05/blazingly-fast.html' title='blazingly fast'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114648541828730210</id><published>2006-05-01T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:10:18.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi world</title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog ceased to exist for quite a while for some personal reasons. Haw Haw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we'll see you around soon. When I'm less busy i'll update or sth. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114648541828730210?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114648541828730210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114648541828730210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114648541828730210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114648541828730210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-world.html' title='Hi world'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114380475128500893</id><published>2006-03-31T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:32:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114380475128500893?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114380475128500893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114380475128500893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114380475128500893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114380475128500893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/03/speechless.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114352750110689422</id><published>2006-03-28T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T14:34:12.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>computing</title><content type='html'>lessons pwn. Having access to coms which are not in the library leads to certain abuses eheh. Such at alt-tabbing between IE and C++ I'm like stoned right now cos i got an hour to burn...thankfully the friendly computing lab is always open ahaha so i can relax here in this air-conditioned room with a few other students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm projekt w3rk after this. I'm with qianzhi and the sb3 ppl lol. We're the oddballs of the class, with her taking art and me computing, thus we have similarly-screwed timetables. Same project work group too O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiv's lameness has been rubbing off me. Not to say he hasnt been lame in the past, but somehow the diffusal of his lameness pores can wireless into me. Or maybe he's just gotten lamer, sporadically releasing his pores via the internet as a trojan. Whatever the case, i've been asked four times today why I was "so, sooo lame."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G_G computing pwnz u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114352750110689422?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114352750110689422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114352750110689422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114352750110689422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114352750110689422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/03/computing.html' title='computing'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114328687014521039</id><published>2006-03-25T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:39:32.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My legs r secksy</title><content type='html'>Qn: Why do girls wear fbts? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: To show off their legs/thighs, akin to wearing a miniskirt except that its not allowed in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: Why do guys wear fbts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Think brookeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: I'm a loser and have never seen girls before, so what ARE ftbs?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: A thailand-based brand of sportswear. In this case referring to a pair of shorts which many track n' field ppl like to don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out (at the expense of some girls' modesty) that girls generally love to shave their legs. A large majority of them do anyway. The rest are probably not conceited or vain enough to do so. rar. And that huixian likes to look at guy's legs cos she finds them attractive. "Wow your leg's sooo long!" *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messed around in kino for a while today, reading celestial zone with jerome while reuben and huixian were humming around for a present for so-and-so friend who was going to so-and-so place in austrailia. Dumdeedum. And by the time me and jerome got bored to bits and were crying to leave, she was still sifting throught the children's section of kino. Pro speed of girl. And Rueben couldnt find her at first cos the height of the bookshelf &gt; her. Wahaha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzZ...grinded enduken during quire today. we ended 1 1/2 hours late as usual. no comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114328687014521039?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114328687014521039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114328687014521039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114328687014521039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114328687014521039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-legs-r-secksy.html' title='My legs r secksy'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114259510603002046</id><published>2006-03-17T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:31:41.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basilisk</title><content type='html'>I happened to go through my external harddisk, and saw my basilisk folder in it. Realising that I never got around to finish watching it, i spent a good 3 hours of my life absorbing animated characters in various positions. These 6 eps were over before I knew it, with a decent ending too, albeit slightly predictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorts synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its set in 1614 AD, where two warring ninja clans, each supporting a son of Hidetada Tokugawa as the next shogun, send ten representatives each to fight to the death for the possession of a scroll. The prize: the annihilation of the other and the promise of having the staunch support of the Tokugawa government for the winning ninja clan for the next thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as most stories go, romance was an integral bit of the plot, where the "leaders" of both sides were actually supposed to marry each other in a proposed bid to end the 4 centuries worth of hate and bloodshed between both clans. Sadly, just as they were about to begin mutual discussions on such a course of action, the shoguns decided to be sadistic and dissolve the binding peace covenant which has binded them for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our poor lovebirds are stuck in the midst of heated ninja warfare, with betrayals, deceit, and unscruplous lowblows flying in all directions. AND they ended off with the girl having a faceoff with the guy, where she kills herself in order let the guy live on. And the guy writes on the scroll that the Iga Clan (on the girl's side) had won, before carrying her body into a river and killing himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy, no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these guys were ninja, and throughout the whole anime they HATED each other to the core. The epilogue was the stirring part though, where the judge says that for all they have done, for all the unneccessary bloodshed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, watch it for yourself! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114259510603002046?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114259510603002046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114259510603002046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114259510603002046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114259510603002046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/03/basilisk.html' title='Basilisk'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114134599035538360</id><published>2006-03-03T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:33:10.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staying</title><content type='html'>Well...I'm in acj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff' said. Thnx to all my friends who've been with me for the first 3 months. Good luck to all who r leaving. Good luck for all who r gonna start appealing soon. May I see u in sch on Monday ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thnx to all my "old" friends, however "old" they are =P To all the 4.8 people, scholaaahz...Xunan Weiyi Xiaomeng Xuyao Xiaoxiang...Shiv Aug Tim Chan Sam Chris Quek Hung Timliew Shihan 4 being really really great friends/classmates ahaha. We're such a bunch of lamers/slackers etc. GL to all of us yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND to all the IB geppers...well good luck in IB ppl. I'm certain it wont crash and burn, and even if it does i'm sure all of u will come out fine. You're all frickin smart people, will do well whereever u guys r ^_^ Esp. Shiv dont fret too much over thiru, he'll pass away one day one...just a matter of time lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome, no sweat yeah? U more than make up for anything with PERSONALITY &amp; CHARACTER. You're a great guy, great friend, hilarious dude, upbeat and cool with funk too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I'm rather relieved that this is all over with. Time to look forward! Whoop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACJC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114134599035538360?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114134599035538360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114134599035538360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114134599035538360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114134599035538360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/03/staying.html' title='staying'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114077877994322863</id><published>2006-02-24T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:15:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>johari craze</title><content type='html'>Johari craze impacts us more than tsunami. Why does doing something largely inaccurate, which probably doesnt reflect our character to others at all, still cause s us to wet our pants begging people to contribute? Guess we all do care alot about other's perceptions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, after being dragged to outside acsi staffroom by shiv on thursday, and subsequently having a most "pleasent" meeting with loo, I've discovered the wondrous SMELLS of ramly burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sue me. I didnt eat it during funorama. Well its difficult to dissect which smell's coming from which stall when you're in as crowded a place as funorama. Besides, I ate loads of other junk as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was this big queue of people lining up outside the staffroom, hankering to buy the ramly burgers which are being sold by these few women. Its apparently a "staff-welfere" program, but honestly it smelt so good that I was tempted to purchase one (even after having a bowl of sang-mee), hence the huge line of anxious sec1-4 students checking their watches etc. The four women cooking the ramly burgers were looking extremely harassed, and there were also teachers abusing their authority (to many cries of dismay from the general pop.) to cut queue and get burgers first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha hilarious. But this has prompted me to do a little testing of my own. Got home after purchasing ACJ uniform earlier just now (I only need the shirt muahaha), and made a home-made ramly burger. Surprisingly, it turned out quite well. Simple stuff, with a slab of luncheon meat masquerading as the patty, and some shredded cabbage/onions, a piece of cheese, one tissue-prata-ish-egg (to wrap everything with), and to top it off, some chilli &amp; mayo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...It was oily, yes, but most SATISFYING. Raaagh suffice to say i used toasted bread + magerine instead of burger buns, but it was still highly l33t. Try it! U can look up the instructions on wikipedia =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just for kicks, here's a piccy of xinyun taken by the closet-hentai-voyeur-marcus with his Oh-so-l33t camera phone. Even yummier than the ramly burger XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/Xinyun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/Xinyun.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114077877994322863?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114077877994322863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114077877994322863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114077877994322863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114077877994322863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari-craze.html' title='johari craze'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114035696745731190</id><published>2006-02-19T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:49:27.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to tinkertailor, Google is going to come out with a payment system to compete with Paypal and it is going to be called... Gbuy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall refrain from the obvious Hokkien jokes that tinkertailor could not help sharing, because I am more cultured than he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next? Google does an Ebay and calls it Gbay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy on Gbay, pay with Gbuy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear mr.brown: http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114035696745731190?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114035696745731190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114035696745731190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114035696745731190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114035696745731190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/according-to-tinkertailor-google-is.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-114026665820629644</id><published>2006-02-18T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T20:44:18.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funorama</title><content type='html'>Thanks Daniel =P Its surprising how things work out dont they? Mmhmm but thank ya'll for your care &amp; concern. Appreciate it, really ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....FUN-O-RAMA!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweets as consolation prizes. xbox 360 and ps2 "top" prizes, with games that are impossible to win. Lol we're out to con your money! But its not like you didn't know that in the first place =P Carnival food is always quite appealing, but obviously unhygeinic if you've done smth similar before. Uhh hope u all dont lau sai too much after today lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted house at LT5 was just pure dumb...But the LT6 one was just sickk haha. Although natasha did provide quite a fair bit of amusement inside LT5 lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amazingly, ming didn't make bag come. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kiahua the GAMER-boy, and his display of finesse with a long stick, viciously attacking a wrapped up ball of newspaper and actually winning something other than sweets haha. Good job to you! Sure hoped u enjoyed yourself, though it was *rather* expensive fun heh. Props to ming who came along for the haunted house, and clem too for being a clem. And to nik who came down also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song n' mark the dao tho O_o See them with the express cr00. Not that its a bad thing at all, in fact its great to see u all bond again. BUT its kinda screwy to switch sides so rapidly k, and i'm in an all "express" stream now anyway, sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, GOOD JOB FOOD GUYS! WE TOTALLY RAPED THE GAMES GROUP AHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rock XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-114026665820629644?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/114026665820629644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=114026665820629644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114026665820629644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/114026665820629644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/funorama.html' title='Funorama'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113984230138301411</id><published>2006-02-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:51:41.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IB</title><content type='html'>ACSI IB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;- Studying under IB prog which will likely be more recognized than current A levels&lt;br /&gt;- Less competition against top schools such as RJ, HCJ etcetera&lt;br /&gt;- If I do get into LPC UWC in the end, I will benefit greatly from having been in the program, since many aspects will be redone/relearned in UWC, especially ToK and EE&lt;br /&gt;- Teachers that I know will be better than what ACJ currently has to offer, good student-teacher ratio since it is an IB prog&lt;br /&gt;- Choir a slight consolation since as pioneer batch I’ll likely get some semblance of a leadership position, and along with the upcoming musical I’ll have something nice to put on paper&lt;br /&gt;- Environment which I’m used to, will be welcomed back (hopefully) and won’t feel alienated at all&lt;br /&gt;- Less girls = Less distraction? Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;- Less hectic CCA as compared to Choir in ACJ, therefore more time to devote on studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;- I’ll really miss ACJ choir since I know it will give me so much more than ACSI choir ever will&lt;br /&gt;- Choir less exciting, a general lack of discipline and inability to be a choir that truly shines, missing out on what I deem an experience in a “real” choir&lt;br /&gt;- Miss the environment in ACJ and the people there, along with the new friends I’ve made&lt;br /&gt;- Same place I’ve been in for the past 4 years. Might be less inclined to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;- Less competition might lead me to becoming arrogant again, hence not focused on studies, which will defeat the purpose of me going back to IB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really just a matter of ACJ choir versus IB. How did I get so attached to choir? I guess things happen without you really realising it. Maybe just like growing taller =P I DID grow but I didn't exactly realise it until people around me start telling me so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not melancholic dammew! Raagh I think i'm abit past the initial disappointment. Thanks to those who (tried) cheering me up k. I think i'm over these kinda things rather quickly. Now all I've left to contend with is my 1)mom and 2)the above. Of course there's the every-present ACJ choir obligations...mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly never thought I'd become this serious about choir. Its amazing AND amusing how things change, and how things start growing on you once you get serious about it. Missing out on ACJ choir will really be something I can never -ever- replace, and thats what making it so tough to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls? Nah...hoesntly the standard in ACJ is lower that I expected. But yes there are some really awesome girls with both looks and personality. My chances of nabbing one? Well...my ego would say HIGH but my brains says average chance. Who cares anyway? I'm out for making true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well Jerome's appealing for ACJ through choir, though I think its not really a passion, I guess I'm not one to judge whether its right or wrong. Its never really wrong to strive for a better place right? The end justifies the means? But this is really on a much smaller scale so I guess it shouldn't apply. Argh I don't know what to know or think anymore. Bloody confused. Can barely sort out my own problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so conclusion is that I'm one big confused lump right now. And I gotta un-confuse myself by wednesday. Which doesnt exactly leave me much time to think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113984230138301411?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113984230138301411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113984230138301411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113984230138301411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113984230138301411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/ib.html' title='IB'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113966215414152639</id><published>2006-02-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:51:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skewered</title><content type='html'>skewered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed in myself. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess it isnt the end yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the big question remains. IB or ACJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113966215414152639?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113966215414152639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113966215414152639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113966215414152639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113966215414152639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/skewered.html' title='skewered'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113953827875565132</id><published>2006-02-10T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T10:24:38.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>results in four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K just a quick shoutout to all my friends, all the J1's I know. I hope every1 does well, and even if you dont, its fine. Its not the end of anything, but probably the beginning of another one! May your god bless you and your journey ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those leaving us, I'm grateful to have known you. For I wouldn't be the same without ya! So thnx for being great and just for being there! Good luck to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113953827875565132?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113953827875565132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113953827875565132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113953827875565132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113953827875565132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113880324358526617</id><published>2006-02-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:14:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to die</title><content type='html'>K expect to see Joel's corpse floating along kallang river sometime after noon tomorrow. Or watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karan, you're a (smelly) indian. Get -OVER- it. Be glad that you are not bangla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kiahua, who snubbed me by asking me "to comment on the veracity of the statememt", MAY U LIVE AS A POTTED PLANT IN YOUR NEXT LIFE. Yes fine its a lowblow, but its ur fault to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auggie, you're just noob. I refuse to comment. And don't worry I wont end up like you XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been betrayed...by one whom I felt &amp; thought was a friend. Oh how my heart bleeds... *plays melodaramatic music* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the acj-ers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1SB6 will be selling macaroni &amp; cheese or nachos &amp; cheese, as well as malt candy. So come on down to support us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level results coming out soon. Sam has proposed a "gathering" at his house after the results come out, to either 1) celebrate or 2) mourn. I'm hoping I wont get the latter &gt;.&lt; Anyway people like Tim and Mark are betting everything on these results. GG GL to them. Sam claims that he's out of "safety-zone" if he gets anything above eight. I'm cool with a &lt;10 personally. Shiv says he has no chance of getting 8 A1's again, since moderation made him win it all during prelims. And chris and chan r prolly planning to join me in acj if they do well enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not scared. Not confident. Just...somewhat detached. I could care less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113880324358526617?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113880324358526617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113880324358526617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113880324358526617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113880324358526617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/02/time-to-die.html' title='time to die'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113835599149068549</id><published>2006-01-27T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T17:59:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Hey~ya....heya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol to the malay cultural society for such a g presentation. They basically made imitation versions of many songs and delivered it in cultural malay ways. The imitation mat rap at the last part owned hard too XD Highly gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its CNY! Yay! *whoo* *cheers &amp; clapping all around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT overall it was quite boring. And turns out my class isnt that bad after all. Made some pretty good friends already...Fangzhou Nathalie SI-JIE(rofl) Weeming Mark Kaikiat Jinghan ur all nice ppl! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K and about the chem class, u guys who don't get it, dont bother. (karan = nubca3k) Muahaha. And yes jam i guess u saw thru that harima reference. Btw there's gonna be a school rumble 2 due for release in may! And there are already 2 OAV episodes that i've downloaded liao. U can get it from me next time. And no i haven't found my temna thankewerimuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh i've officially changed from "shaggable" in my OG to "marryable" in my class. Should I be depressed about this? Haizz... I'm clrly too friendly in comparision to the rest in my class lah &gt;.&lt; and River Valley people r surprisingly nice! I'd thought they would be rather anti-acsi ppl or smth, but turns out their all k00L wif me. So yeah kudos to u guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k this blog is rather un-intellectual. Whocares. This = rant-place for random stuf' that happens. NO COMPLAINTS J00 N99BS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya'll arnd! Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I KNOW I'M HAWT, GOOD-LOOKIN' N COOL N ALL DAT. THANKEW ALL FOR REMINDING ME CONSTANTLY! &lt;3 ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113835599149068549?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113835599149068549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113835599149068549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113835599149068549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113835599149068549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113802265970826983</id><published>2006-01-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:24:19.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>omg my chem class. omg. omg. omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! HOLY JEZUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who have no clue of what i'm omg-ing about, i intend for it to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for those who do...OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps* *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like some OOP loser manga character &gt;.&lt; Kinda reminds me of Harima haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't blog abt sch. Hands cant stop shaking yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG ! ! ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113802265970826983?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113802265970826983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113802265970826983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113802265970826983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113802265970826983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113784789813504296</id><published>2006-01-21T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:51:38.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>Feeling quite inspired thnx to ACJ choir. Yay! 3x cheers for AChoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently we're not allowed to blog about it, so yeah i'm kinda bending the rules abit now O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With success comes arrogance and enemies" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to be even humbler. The best choirs are the humblest ones. We've yet to achieve anything near that level, but we'll work hard won't we guys? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still overjoyed that I meant to get in. No more hockey for me. Choir all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a lovely day...(avoiding the fact tat it rained, of course)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113784789813504296?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113784789813504296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113784789813504296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113784789813504296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113784789813504296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113733764052233851</id><published>2006-01-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:07:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on my fellow OG mates</title><content type='html'>Thoughts on my fellow OG mates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, my OG-mates and I, were all Vikings? We'd need an appropriate banner to tag behind our names, no? Well, here are some I thought up as a post-post-reflective-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steffi the sick, sickk girl...I'll never look at doughnuts the same way again. NO THANKS TO YOU. altogether, we say, "Steffi, you sick, sickk, girl..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus the friendly voyeur cum closet H-pervert...who sings. HUH!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel the right-forearm-imbalanced BOWLER (no he doesnt overuse his right arm for *those* reasons.tho we'll nvr realli know, will we? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth the dao. She claims the bus is too cold in the morning so she's forced to spend all her NRG into the channeling of bodily heat. Well if u actually sat next to me i'd be willing to share some O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean. The dramatist. Sean. The aussie. Sean. Who hates the misspelling of his name. Sean. Who told us what a fletcher is. Sean. (dat drama 'nuff 4 j00? lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kian tong the constantly MIA - who goes off to speak chinese to his friends. ph34r the local who's gonna take CHINESE LITERATURE. *kowtows one zillion times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyun the strong. Aktif canoeist who gave joel a bruise, wants to marry him and shag me. I'll nvr 4get j00 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 (rawflawl) A slightly freaky tongue piercing, as well as a rotting belly piercing &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia the...lovely lifeguard? Somewhat contrasting O_o Prefers actively jumping around and doing bimbo-ish actions while we cheer to plain clapping. 'tis not k00L enuff! But she's not bimbotic i swear. RAAAGH SHE'S NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua the PERVERTED. Joshua the *smacks underside of table* VERY PERVERTED. Joshua the HORNY too. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinling the strange. Should have been named emily. Has a disturbing interest in transgender operations and their side effects, and constantly pesters me for more details about them. Is referred to as "that crazy nanyang dancer". Has l33t abilities in dance. Has torn her hyemen due to an unfortunate over-stretching accident.Also has a bf 1 year younger than her, whom she tutors (think bio-practical). And also likes to ask people to go "pee" with her loudly. As well as lift up her skirt and check whether she's donning pants underneath. Well I did say STRANGE!!! (i expect many "wtfs" from this one O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline the small. Highly bimbotic in a cute sort of way. Has the tendancy to laugh non-stop in a very amusing manner. ha ha ha. Likes to wear heels to appear taller (but she phailz miserably, of course...) Also possesses what she terms "maggot fingers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn liu the seriously-smart. As in pretty-ugly kind of seriously-smart. As in kinda an oxymoron. (for all u mor0ns out there who don't understand. And if u still don't, PRESS ALT-F4 NOW AND GO BANG UR HEAD AGAINST THE TABLE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyu the high. Sorry i cldnt think of anything else &gt;.&lt; Not really "high" by my standards...but well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel the MGSian. Truly a reflection of the MGS culture. Wahaha thats not a bad thing u know =P Has the desire of joining a sport and running 10km for kicks. &lt;br /&gt;sidenote: WHAT ARE YOU, FRIGGIN' INSANE? HUH? THINK OF THE STARVING AFRIKIN KIDS YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodie the sleepy. Is that even grammatical? Oh wait we're vikings. RAAAAGH. attempted conversation with the girl mentioned FAILED. Cos she li3ks to hang arnd her own bunch. Well, ph00f to u too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen the quiet/shy silent-killer. Kills without blinking in t3h blink of an eye. Demure and reserved. But well kudos to u for being a cool dance partner ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enping the niceguy. Quite a nice guy at any rate. Has random urges to go to cine to gawk at his favourite pair of headphones. Which cost well over $300. Hence the gawking. Un-poser ACSI-er (rare breed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janene the friendly. Malaysian scholar who I shall intro to Shiv soon. Friendly but cant stand bimbos. Multi-linguist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lau (the) tin wai, affectionately referred to as Tintin or waiwai. Wayyy toooo cooool for us cos' she's a year older. Oh wells outta our league O_o Friendly, cute, nice. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengyan the ...... I cant think of anything. Anyone who knows anything abt this guy, do tell me about him. I'm honestly clueless. I reckon i only know his name, his school, and his age. zzZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, me. I shall start off by stating that i'm irrepressibly talkative, but tend to pose alot when there isn't any1 else doing it. I'm also very very very good looking, overloaded with male chauvanistic ideaologies and enjoys bickerng and whining about small things. Am nocturnal, heterosexual, full of myself, intelligent, witty, an ass to people I dislike, sardonic, caustic, short. Hates hypocrites, tomatoes, capsicum, mosquitoes, failed posers, and people who hate me. Likes friends, my laptop, girls, parents (occasionally), bed, sleep, rich gourmet food which i cant afford, more allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My viking tag? Well since i'm no longer known as Bong to people around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael the mor0n. Bong the banausic. I'm contradicting myself. Endpoint? I'm wayyyy toooo full of (shit) that I cant be described in words. HAHA I WIN. &lt;3 you all ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113733764052233851?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113733764052233851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113733764052233851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113733764052233851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113733764052233851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/thoughts-on-my-fellow-og-mates.html' title='Thoughts on my fellow OG mates'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113706092826064239</id><published>2006-01-12T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:15:28.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnar!</title><content type='html'>wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my audition like 1 hour ago&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;and they called me&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;O_o i'm in&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;congrats&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;lol and i thought i did only -okay-&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;like some parts i was screwish&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;wooo0t&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;aha&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm in choir&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;now all thats left is hockey trials&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;was it hard?&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;quite....&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;like first u have to sing ur old sch anthem and the acj one&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;which was hte same&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;so i just sang la&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;like i sang and before u reached hte chorus they already stopped me and said "good"&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i sounded pretty decent&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;but then after that when the tchr started playing notes&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;and i had to sing those notes&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;i was really nervous and screwed up quite abit&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;then they were like quite normal about it&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;not exactly comforting me or asking me to relax &lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;but u noe...like normal la&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;oooh&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;cool&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i got thru pretty alright haha cos after that they talked to me abit&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;then i was saying how i used to be in hockey at first&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;then i joined choir later and enjoyed singing and decided to stay&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;etc.etc.&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah cos u have to write a whole bunch of shit on the form before going in&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;wait so long la 2hr 30 mins before my turn =.=&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;they spend like 10mins+ on each person&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;o.0&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;wahlau&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;its really quite serious&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;not like aci choir..&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;that one is just like for fun one&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;yea. JC choirs are really very siong&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah and they have reheasals on wed. sat.&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;erm 4 hours each&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;O_o quite...long&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;but yeah jon tan and nick said&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;that they dont waste time la&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;its quite serious and they get alot done&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;and the songs r really quite hard so u must put in effort&lt;br /&gt;wa]-[ dun like              omg i survived choir auditions and got in! WINNAR!  "shoot. shag. marry" says:&lt;br /&gt;yepz but yeah i'm quite glad i got in...was only half-expecting myself to get in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of story-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATZ TO ME WHOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113706092826064239?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113706092826064239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113706092826064239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113706092826064239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113706092826064239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/winnar.html' title='Winnar!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113682812720258780</id><published>2006-01-10T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:51:13.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some piccys</title><content type='html'>Okay we just had this mass convo (fine not really mass) but yeah me sam chan tim shiv quek all started bragging abt our various JCs and the chiobus xD (or lack thereof) which was really rather amusing. Mass sharing of pictures here and there. Shld I post links here? Maybe...if u all really want la. But i hafta ask permission first...not nice to just post like this ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's some rather gay pics of me. Health warning: THE PICTURES BELOW ARE REALLY REALLY GAY. DONT SCROLL DOWN IF YOU LACK ANY BISEXUAL TENDANCIES. I look really really gay i know. Sorry girls but i dont know what happened. 6 months with minimal sun and no cca did it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGMeLydia.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGMeLydia.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Err yeah this is me and lydia taken with Marcus' phone. His phone's camera is sooooo good la so jealous &gt;.&lt; Anyway the story is tat I voyeurman wanted to take a piccy of lydia. So he undiscreetly raises his phone up and aims t3h camera at her. Lydia obviously notices and kinda of *raises eyebrows* Yepz so in order to save him I heroically say "Lydia! Take picture!" then she was like just smiling, and walked over and posed. Raagh I was trying so hard not to laugh which explains my screwed up look. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGMarcusMe.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGMarcusMe.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;The aforementioned voyeur. Marcus frm Fairfield Methodist. He's really quite a nice guy la, except for his voyeurishtic instincts and his 60gb worth of hentai. He's a closet pervert! I sure hope he doesnt read this...cos he'll acuse me of libel O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGMeJoel.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGMeJoel.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Joel, my newfound gd fren frm SJI ^_^ We kinda like bum arnd n' stuff 2gether now. Yay friend! Shot courtesy of mr.voyeur once again, and this time he catches us in a gayer position. Raaagh anw we were discussing smth abt this ny dancer who overstretched till she...nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGLs.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGLs.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our very cool OGLs! From left to right, Xinyun Lydia Joshua. Wahaha cheering again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGpiccy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGpiccy.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, a grp pic! This and more can be found on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pbase.com/stephanielee/acjc_orientation_2006&amp;amp;page=all yepz so go looklook if u feel an urge to. ACJ orientation rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay we got another outing later...supposed to meet at KAP at 11. Urgh yeah so i think i'll go slp soon too. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113682812720258780?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113682812720258780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113682812720258780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113682812720258780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113682812720258780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-piccys.html' title='Some piccys'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113682734584757440</id><published>2006-01-10T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:24:51.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay we just had this mass convo (fine not really mass) but yeah me sam chan tim shiv quek all started bragging abt our various JCs and the chiobus xD (or lack thereof) which was really rather amusing. Mass sharing of pictures here and there. Shld I post links here? Maybe...if u all really want la. But i hafta ask permission first...not nice to just post like this ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's some rather gay pics of me. Health warning: THE PICTURES BELOW ARE REALLY REALLY GAY. DONT SCROLL DOWN IF YOU LACK ANY BISEXUAL TENDANCIES. I look really really gay i know. Sorry girls but i dont know what happened. 6 months with minimal sun and no cca did it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGMeLydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGMeLydia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err yeah this is me and lydia taken with Marcus' phone. His phone's camera is sooooo good la so jealous &gt;.&lt; &lt;/a&gt;onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGMarcusMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGMarcusMe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aforementioned voyeur. Marcus frm Fairfield Methodist. He's really quite a nice guy la, except for his voyeurishtic instincts and his 60gb worth of hentai. He's a closet pervert! I sure hope he doesnt read this...cos he'll acuse me of libel O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGMeJoel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGMeJoel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Joel, my newfound gd fren frm SJI ^_^ We kinda like bum arnd n' stuff 2gether now. Yay friend! Shot courtesy of mr.voyeur once again, and this time he catches us in a gayer position. Raaagh anw we were discussing smth abt this ny dancer who overstretched till she...*censored due to Mature rating (not suitable for young audiences)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGLs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGLs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very cool OGLs! From left to right, Xinyun Lydia Joshua. Wahaha cheering again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/OGpiccy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/200/OGpiccy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, a grp pic! This and more can be found on http://www.pbase.com/stephanielee/acjc_orientation_2006&amp;amp;page=all yepz so go looklook if u feel an urge to. ACJ orientation rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay we got another outing later...supposed to meet at KAP at 11. Urgh yeah so i think i'll go slp soon too. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113682734584757440?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113682734584757440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113682734584757440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113682734584757440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113682734584757440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113656883110787448</id><published>2006-01-07T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:33:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its ended. again!</title><content type='html'>Man time seriously flies. Orientations over liao. BOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was honestly quite an experience. It was quite brill every single moment, and yeah with the addition of nice ppl in my OG and even nicer OGLs...WHOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx Joshua Lydia Xinyun for being such gr8 OGLs, for brging us to swensons, sushi and another forthcoming outing on tuesday! Wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tired so i doubt i'll go on much longer, but yeah it was a brill orientatoin, only slight letdown was that the dance that we spent so long learning/mastering kind of sucked (a lil') and the music was screwy(?) So yeah that and the terrible weather we've been having lately...a light shower followed by blazing sun etc.etc. Made the field terribly muddy for us, and baked us raw at other times. Some mockage of weather &gt;.&lt; we start cheering and it starts blazing, moment we start heading out for games it'll drizzle again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But obviously that didn't stop us! OGs n OGLs r immune to rain! Rain = nth! We still continued to dance (lol) in the rain. Yeahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rallies really got to me after a while, cos like cheer so much that i sian liao. But yah still shouted till I was hoarse when it mattered ^_^ So i'm cool! Carnt blame me la...humans do get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Xinyun is really violent la. So is Josh. Xinyun punched Joel so hard that he had a bruise thingy, and when we told her she apparently didnt even know abt it. And Joshua will really drag u down or physically attack u if u like smear mud on him etc. Haha those 2 r really quite scary *_* But yeah Lydia is the grrrrrL. She's girly n' stuff. Fine she doesnt look bimbo doin it its just part of "cuteness" bleh. And yes she doesnt attack ppl or stuff when u drag them down into the mud, and make them roll in it forcibly xD I can testify to DAT wahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok imma go slp now. &lt;3 OG + OGL! But too bad one or 2 ppl r like abit dao. But there will always be ppl like dat i suppose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113656883110787448?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113656883110787448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113656883110787448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113656883110787448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113656883110787448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-ended-again.html' title='its ended. again!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113629678749482636</id><published>2006-01-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:59:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACJC orientation!</title><content type='html'>Okay first day in ACJC, and i entered thru the side gates only to be ambushed by a bunch of girls and guys with "Merry christmas! Happy new year!" and being loaded with sweets n cookies. Most amusing, they sure have got their funding covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went on to "buddy" with yaoyuan and jeremiah, being the only AC gep there lol. I kinda thought it would suck after that, but once our OG's were given, it became super fun! But I really must give props to all the OGL's, for the immense effort they put into the whole thing. There's this developed and engrossing storyline to EVERYTHING, and I mean practically everything. Of course u have your usual puns and whatnot, but it was pretty amusing all the while. We have 4 "clans", lossehelins which are based off 4 themes, fantasy sci-fi spy and horror with celahir l=carnsir glorfindel and kyofu respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, u have 007, carmen sandiego and austin powers in Glorfindel, and Sadako, Frankie, Chucky and so on in Kyofu. Pretty interesting, and there are 8 characters under each lossehelin, which totals up to 32 OG's. And each and every one of them have their own banner and whatnot. Cheers are based on lossehelins, and are mostly to compete with the other lossehelins to "save the world". The full story is in my orientation handbook but i probably wont be bothered to type that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in comparision to the crap we got when we entered AC, this is really a treat. But perhaps girls have it better, since they actually can be bothered to do and plan all this stuff. Egged on by the girls, guys will naturally contribute too, making such orientations a success. Ragh girls = key! IB Orientation will be better next year, no sweat! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played sports/games in the fields/courts and so on, as well as the icebreakers, and so far i rmb HighHuiyun RuthlessRuth CrazyCaroline MinuteMelanie SeriousSean KornyKentong XtremeXinyun (OGL!!!) JuicyJinese ExcellentEnping JumpyJoshua (OGL!!!) MagnanimousMarcus Mor0nicMichael (ME!!!) RaaraaRachel SuperSingling JokingJoel SmartShawn LovelyLydia (OGL!!!) wo0t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt half the Mass dance already, its so cute! haha so interesting to watch each other dance &gt;_&gt; Yeah and apparently I became a "star-player" after winning a game of floorball against some guys + girls with my innate l33t hockey skillz. Winz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and kept meeting Seniors. Hashim, Peter, Ben, Joel, and so on. Haha so fun to see them again. They all thought I would be in IB...so...heh. Shivana called me up halfway and asks how it was. I said "good" and he started whining on how IB orientation is crapped up. But according to Tim's friend who's a girl, said it was pretty good. So I guess opinions are divided, but well shiv IS sore that he went full circle just for IB. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaargh really tired. Gtg sleep. 2mrw after sch we have an OG dinner xD Going out with OG's and OGLS!!!! Whoopee I love my OGL's their so fun &amp;amp; funkay. &lt;3 Xin Yun &lt;3 Joshua &lt;3 Lydia (tho she's a lil' bimbotic sometimes O_O, cos she always jumps when we cheer after a cheer [lol?] in a act-cute sort of way. And she acts cute too. Raagh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113629678749482636?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113629678749482636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113629678749482636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113629678749482636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113629678749482636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/acjc-orientation.html' title='ACJC orientation!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113610161744075013</id><published>2006-01-01T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:46:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year</title><content type='html'>Happy New year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GL to all of us who r in JCs. GL HF to all those in IB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m3h I gtg buy school pants...i actually *lost* a pair of pants in school during "prom" (aka dumbest shit i've ever attended) night. No and its not what u think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me auggie quek chris scholars) had to stay back during the day to rehearse for a stupid performance, and after that we decided to hit the courts for some k3wl rounds of bball. And then we showered in school, and I smartly decided to leave my sch uniform in the lousy swimming pool toilets. And the next time i went back to school was...oh during O's? Sadly to say, I never saw my pants again T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raagh I only got a pair now, and most shops aren't even open today. Well i'm keeping my fingers crossed. Hope they open up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN IN SCHOOL AGAIN MY HOMIES! THE HOLIDAYS ARE OVER ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems wayyy too short, don't it? definately 101 things undone now xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113610161744075013?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113610161744075013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113610161744075013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113610161744075013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113610161744075013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113596215929501351</id><published>2005-12-31T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T01:02:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>back again. As expected, i blew a whole load of cash on clothes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No prezzies for u non-pro-china n99bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwuahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies. Its already been a year. And the new one is right ahead of us. Oh well gotta try n' make the best of each day eh? Good luck to us all for the year ahead ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113596215929501351?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113596215929501351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113596215929501351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113596215929501351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113596215929501351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113552224335888723</id><published>2005-12-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T22:50:43.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China!</title><content type='html'>whoopee in China again, this time in GuangZhou. I now officially have 2 PRC cousins xD One boy one girl 12/14 respectively. My uncle married a chinawomen wo0t. She's quite pretty, and she's really down to earth, adores my uncle, and appreciates the fact that housework is much more relaxed than farming. My uncle was her superior in his earlier job, and she only earned 1000 RMB per month O_o So he decides to marry her, and send 1000 RMB back to her home each month since he earns an imba amount due to being an EXPAT. G_G uncle winz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had 2 kids already, and she brought them along soon after they started living together, and their really good kids, albeit a lil' quiet. But still overall normal normal children, and they love their new dad so there isn't anything to worry about at all. Congrats Uncle Henry! Good luck ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China's real cool, real real cool. We just ate this imba seafood dinner where there were like 7 different types of snakes in cages, around 5 different turtles in cages, many many many types and many many many amounts of seafood. From differnet types of live clams, mussels, prawns, sea cucumber, leeches, snails and mollusks (all live), to water snakes, tree snakes, this black skinny thin long snake, turtles in all shapes sizes colours, MANY MANY F33sh, and to top it off there were even crocks in cages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty darn cool, we just went downstairs to the place and just chose whatever we wanted, then they would cook it and send it upstairs where we sat. Completely owned, had like 5 seafood dishes a soup and veggies, and it only cost us 240 RMB. OMG thats not even 50 bucks SGD. G_______________G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel's really clean and nice too, even has internet access. Price? 250 a night. Thats right, its 50 SGD again! &lt;3 China. And btw people, GuangZhou is already considered one of the most "expensive &amp;amp; downtown" areas. The number of people who trawl the "orchard" of GuangZhou easily rival hongkong, and hongkong is pretty damn crowded. So u can kinda get the picture of how advanced the populated city areas of China is, and at this price, its simply AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I still had doubts about China after being in ZhuHai, which was already very developed, with roads traffic lights etc. all infrastructure down, but it was kinda quiet which to me sort-of made is cheap? Hotel rooms were priced even lower, with a 4-star hotel going at 160 RMB. 32 SGD yo. Unbelievable no? But well it wasnt that amazing then since I was easily bored there, since it was mainly an industrial area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But down in GUANGZHOU, the CITY of CITIES (in my opinion) where the food's fab, clothes cheap, accessories everywhere... Man no wonder China's going to rule the world for the next few decades of so. Its like everywhere around me its a commercial hub like s'pore and hk, with ALOT of people situated here, with the prices like a fifth that of S'pore? Singapore is simply no challenge for something like this, at this large a scale. So wise up, my friends, and GO TO CHINA where the money awaits with open arms. I'm almost definately going to China after I graduate in HK, and with my dad's connections I'll hopefully do okay over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh, but I honestly think Singapore's going to die out in the next decade. Its completely lost its lustre already, and with a "glowing pearl" (forgive the eXtreme CHEESINESS) like China right next to it, with opportunities everywhere and jobs abundant, many areas undeveloped and businesses just BOOMING and shooting up everywhere...Forget American, forget Austrailia, forget Canada, forget the Ang Mors...its time for the CHINAMAN to rise up and rule t3h world for a good century or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make friends with the PRC scholars, cos they'll be important assets in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dont believe me eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick to ur "no chinese" slogan. Stick to Singapore's ideals and dreams of living in America, Austrailia, and all those caucasian countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch u die like the miserable worm you are.&lt;br /&gt;(Muahaha that felt good. But sadly its true. As much as I myself "hate" chinese, there's no denying that China's the key.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113552224335888723?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113552224335888723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113552224335888723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113552224335888723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113552224335888723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/china.html' title='China!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113509869698726133</id><published>2005-12-21T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:29:39.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hk again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/1600/6000000209_oustand1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2857/959/320/6000000209_oustand1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Longest Standing on a wooden block O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes its all ending all too quickly. Where have the days gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETZ DO SMTH SIGNIFICANT YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets break a record of some sorts. Got inspired by watching family guy just now rofl. Come on guys give usss a few ideas! Entry into guinness by doing smth really really really imba xD I KNOW WE CAN DO IT. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.freenewmexican.com/news/5288.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't u feel INSPIRED by such a cool dude? Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the official singapore site...http://www.singaporebookofrecords.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETZ GEU LETZ GEU!&lt;br /&gt;(btw longest yam send toast was already broken by a certain Dr Peter Yan with a time of 1 min 56.44s, alongside the "largest shopping bag" record and "the most number of dishes in a buffet" record. My aren't we l33t.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113509869698726133?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113509869698726133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113509869698726133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113509869698726133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113509869698726133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/hk-again.html' title='hk again'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113483503253036755</id><published>2005-12-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:35:45.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>n99bs!</title><content type='html'>Lol Ting how can u be a n00b when ur goin to the states xD Puh-lease we're the ones who r stuck in S'pore with no future. No actually i'm leaving for hk too after O level results come out =P Yeahh escape from NS! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to u yeah? I think u'll do just fine over there, but please do try to stay "guai". I know I know its the american influence/way/wadeva u call it, but its pretty scary to watch ppl come back comepletely different after studyin' there. Just be cool like u are right now and it'll work out fine xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh i'm trying to flare now. Phailing miserably though my right hand keeps smacking down on the floor too hard and it hurts T_T Hand aching veri pain. I still dont get how they continue on to the second flare after the first. Its like there's no momentum after the first swing so HOW THE HECK do u do another one?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jealously watching the mats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW ppl ADVERTISEMENT~!&lt;br /&gt;Christay now possesses a l33t com. And he has a blog! Its pretty damn g so go take a look for urself! xD christaywinz.blogspot.com gogo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113483503253036755?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113483503253036755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113483503253036755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113483503253036755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113483503253036755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/n99bs.html' title='n99bs!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113471294613599077</id><published>2005-12-16T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:02:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC postings!</title><content type='html'>Uhh I got into ACJC. Lol okay not too terrible. Was my first choice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiv + Aug + Xunan went to IB. The n00bs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam (and probably quek) went RJ. The pr0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timliew is soloin' NJ all by himself. The best of luck to him, hope he doesn't get owned by the girls there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAAADDD and christay are bombin' at Yishun together for a while. But chris will join me soon enough and JAAADD has plans for RJ. Apparently he has to wait till monday. Oh well keep your fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholars like WM headed for Hwa Chong, while the more n00bish ones going IB. And of course Hung the pro is going to JJC lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like class of 3.8 2004 and 4.8 2005 are gonna be split up at long last. Really had loads of fun with you guys, and though we were kinda separated by this language border, we were all great friends ^_^ Had a wonderful time with ya'll, and will look back to this period of time as one of the FUNNEST and most HILARIOUS in my life. The mad things we did, the games we taught each other, how we fretted over chinese and english oral exams respectively, and all the other lame stuff we did like human pyramids and annoying our teachers non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I'll miss sec sch man &gt;.&lt; And to think i'm the only one headed for AC in my class! Hah i guess i'm the only one cool enough for it after all =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our lives only intertwined for such a short period of time, I throughly enjoyed my life with u guys, and I hope that we will be destined to meet again! Till next time! Au revoire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113471294613599077?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113471294613599077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113471294613599077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113471294613599077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113471294613599077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/jc-postings.html' title='JC postings!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113458624651639019</id><published>2005-12-15T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T02:50:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hachi's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Firstly, to Clammy and Hachi, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME THROUGH! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the first part of ytd in kbox, with song mark clem hachi poh qz josh olly poon. It was so amusing because every1 didn't know what/how to sing xD So obviously I being a pro ended up singing for most part, introducing them to many nice c-pop songs (which they ended up complaining on how many chinese songs they were singing) with Poh at my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they decided to bully me and cancell all my nice nice songs and sing lame english ones like Calcutta (i'm a taxi driver in) etc. Pretty amusing though, since we could all just yell.sing.shout out loud and all that. Very stress relieving at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, after I sing tuo diao - Alex Du and we watched his video, we have concluded that he is highly l33t. His vid contains many many scantily clad guys and girls who strip off various articles of clothing thoughout the whole thing, and as a finale they pull off their boxers as well to have a rubber ducky censoring their most private areas. GG no re kthnx. Owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to ice skate. Whooo my first time. There was this figure ice skater girl who was really h4wt and most of us had our eyes trained on her for the whole session. lol funny stuff. We like converged near the sectioned off area, and were just talking when poh shuffled up to us and started clucking his tongue and shaking his head disapprovingly. Lol we weren't looking at her lah! But he doesnt believe us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-skating's pretty fun. Its really difficult at first, and I kept falling over. But after a while u sort of get the hang of it and can skate around semi-decently. But I have the record of falling over the most times. I think people on the rink could recognise me after a while, since i just kept falling over. Quoting josh, "You look like a pro when u skate, very natural, but every 30 secs u seem to fall over" T_T I can skate but I keep falling! Raaagh QUITE malu but pretty fun la heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hachi's house is really nice. Got clubhouse and everything, and his pool's GIGANORMOUS. So's the estate. Oh and I love his massage chair man...they saved my legs after ice-skating, which makes ur feet hurt bad. And yeah I finally saw the notorious kelly, who didn't look that terribe either, but she probably just doesnt care too much about her appearance, hence the "ugliness" proclaimed by Hachi. Mwehehe and we had some tekken action too. Overall a great party-thingy, and to top it off we managed to get in some lan too in the evening. whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I went home and just conked out instantly, having had some 3 hours of sleep ytd. Woke up at 1230 just now, ate my dinner, and have been messing around on my com ever since. And there's the Man U vs Wigan match at 4 ltr, which I'm prolly gonna watch, so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113458624651639019?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113458624651639019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113458624651639019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113458624651639019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113458624651639019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/hachis-house.html' title='Hachi&apos;s house'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113415578106492691</id><published>2005-12-10T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T03:16:21.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop</title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMG I FINALLY GOT MY LAPTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGAWD OMGAWD OMGAWD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gibbering idiot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113415578106492691?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113415578106492691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113415578106492691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113415578106492691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113415578106492691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/laptop.html' title='laptop'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113406754160831021</id><published>2005-12-09T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T02:45:41.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polis</title><content type='html'>Got intercepted by police as I was heading to newton just now with jef jack n' jon. Scary stuff man we thought we were owned for jaywalking across the road. But guess what? Turns out they wanted to check out handphones and the serial numbers to see whether our phones were stolen stuff. Heh freakish man. When they ask for IC we all said "dont have" and gave the usual bullshit. But they still took down our IC numbers and name etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the cops was really a pain in the ass though. Friggin annoying, and had an arrogant air about him. zzZ we discussed ways of attitude-ing that kind of ppl over food shortly after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;*@#% tired. D2 duping has phailed miserably. Shall try somemore later. First i gotta recharge, my spirit's not high enough ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113406754160831021?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113406754160831021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113406754160831021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113406754160831021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113406754160831021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/12/polis.html' title='Polis'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113316979370909861</id><published>2005-11-28T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:23:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>Omg  I just tried checking my own post only to find it unable to load. Googling my blog showed it as a link, but underneath it showed that "Website offers undesirable content and is blocked" GG Same thing for Shiv's blog and many other sites. Wo0t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113316979370909861?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113316979370909861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113316979370909861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113316979370909861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113316979370909861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/11/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113316953023112157</id><published>2005-11-28T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:18:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINAMAN!!!</title><content type='html'>Lol i'm in ShengZhen China now. On my dad's friend's company computer. They're having some conversation outside so I got the com to myself for a good afternoon until dinner later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh its been pretty alright over here, a little boring cos I keep having to stone around while my parents discuss/settle matters. Met my sis ytd, and her "good friend" matthew. He looks geeky but he's an uber nice guy la haha. He was super friendly + farney, and they kept saying tat I must meet a Singaporean called Tim Lim O_o wo0t so many TimLims around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err there are a freaking load of prostitutes here in China. We walked around ytd and so many of them hankered after my dad and his business friends, even though the wives were in tow. And some of them even approched me wtf. Highly scary. But the standard of girls in China &gt; Hk &gt; Singapore. I suppose more people = more chio ppl even tho the % is around the same. Bleh and its starting to get chilly now, so I have to wear a jacket everywhere cos my breath is distinguishable when one squints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traffic in China is l33t too. On average there are at least 3 ppl riding on one motorcycle, and very often u see four people crammed onto one motornike, and its those old rusty kinds. They weave in and out and between the mass of speeding cars on the highways with no regard whatsoever for safety. Highly GG. Also there are insane people who attempt to cross the huge 8-laned roads with bags &amp; luggage in tow, and they actually make it across within a few minutes of trying. We were eating at this place along the road and saw this group of people dashing across the road when a truck was bearing down on them blaring its horns. Unbelievable g stuff man. People in China also accelerate freaking quickly to spurt past other cars, then crank the gear sets and twist past other people to turn into a lane, all to avoid being stuck in the lane for a few seconds longer. The traffic light is also practically indiscernable, and cars nearly never stop at all, going at high speeds all the way and ignoring all traffic from the sides. Its freakish to sit in a car here I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most amazingly is that I have seen zero accidents to date. Zilch, nil (nai), Zero. Wtheck imba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err I havent seen any China lanshops yet, though i'm hoping i'll be able to visit a few of those "farming/levelling" cafes, where people get paided to level your characters for u, or sell mmorpg items etc. Its a fad in China apparently, and some uncles have told me that Chinese students are really hooked onto the whole gaming thing. Rofl wangmiao the gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hk has loads more lanshops though, but everyone's playing either WoW other mmo in chinese which I cant recognise. The interface sure looks familiar though. No one really plays lan inside, but u have the occasional CS player and thats all. A group of heavily tattooed middle-aged beer bellied men were playing this mahjong game, and behind them stood a group of scantily clad hk-girls smoking and talking to each other. The place was filled with smoke and as usual u have a gang of youths smoking at the back playing various mmorpgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raargh okay shall blawg more when I have time. Blawg. Blawgger. Blawggrrr. Blaawrrggrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113316953023112157?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113316953023112157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113316953023112157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113316953023112157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113316953023112157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/11/chinaman.html' title='CHINAMAN!!!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113250627835718141</id><published>2005-11-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:18:40.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roflcopter</title><content type='html'>rofl just got intercepted along balestier by my parents as i was cycling back with jon n' jef. lol i was waving to my parents and they looked so amused. Anyway i got told off with the usual, "its dangerous don't do it again". Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, life has been good =D Been spending my time fruitfully outside with friends at wcg for the past 2 days. Anyway skycn beat ToD in semis, which is incredibly sad cos i love watching ToD play...Skycn like wins wcg this year and there was this horde of chinese people we screaming and running around with the China flag O_o Yeah was a pretty cool event overall, dragged ce zheng there today and made him get a razer tattoo on his arm. But the fool actually turned away from t3h hawt razer chick and went to the other less hot one. But still chio la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shivana skillfully "stole" the razer shirt from me by koping it during wcg, and putting it on immediately by hiding underneath an escalator (even i feel dumb putting that down =.=) cause I commented on his shirt being the same one yet again. Damn indians sure have dirty tricks up their sleeves. And even when i offered five bucks to him he declined, saying that he "liked" the shirt. WtF! B333j pwned by an indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr watched harry potter and the goblet of fire. There were some pretty hilarious parts, and I just want to say that Sam, who hadn't read the book, was completely lost after he watched the movie. Throughout the whole show he kept tapping my shoulder and asking me what was going on and stuff. Also the movie deviates from the book so much tat it gets ridiculous. Esp the beginning where the beauxbatons run, jump, hop n' frolick into the hogwarts hall in their matching blue tops and skirts and hats with butterflies floating all around them. It immediately sent me into a fit of laughter which annoyed the people sitting directly in front of us +P My review? If ur a hardcore emma watson fan, nth I say will change ur mind anyway. If ur not part of the aforementioned male-fanbase, go torrent it. Its sucks balls as chan puts it, but well...it is Harry Potter after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce zheng's going to phuket for a few days, and before he reaches i'll be off in hk again, which means my d2 days r as good as over. T_T i think i'll sell all my stuff for runes now, come back and abuse the dropping of prices and get l33t gear for my pally. Mweheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lengthy discussion about wow with jon too...but I honestly don't think i'll have the time to play, and sides dad wasn't real pleased to spot me cycling on the road either =P some things are better kept sikkrit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113250627835718141?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113250627835718141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113250627835718141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113250627835718141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113250627835718141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/11/roflcopter.html' title='roflcopter'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113213940428353467</id><published>2005-11-16T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:10:04.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nearly there</title><content type='html'>Right. Its practically over for me. Amath will be a breeze (probably, but im keeping my fingers crossed) and Chem is owned already. So whats there to worry about? =D time to play! (as if i wasn't already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right right so the O's have been pretty interesting, firstly with the appearance of the main invigilator who was dubbed with "hot skin" with Shivana. Apparently Sam's counter theory to this is that she's regularly next to Au pui fun, who as u can see frm auggie's blog, has skin akin to orange peels. yesh yesh evil but unfortunately true ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right and there's that bill chia lookalike without the l33t chest, the moonwalking women who actually turned out to have a prosthetic leg (ask me abt this if u see me, can't be bothered to blawg 'bout it), and extremely-softly-spokenly-englishly-english by our very own Benjamin shepard. Was kind of weird really...he didn't have to speak like that at all =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjects? Both math were easy, english was alright, lit was disgusting due to the fact that poems D &amp; D question was disgustingly easy, and we had to do KoTC cos we haven't touched it for so long, SS was...weird. I dunliket3hSBQ! Physics today was pretty okay, Geog was very very very normal = TYS standard. I estimate a 8 or 9 for my L1R5, at best a 7 and worst at 14 if the curse really rebounds back to me again. O_o big disparity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play D2 for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;Go check out Laptops (choose n' stuff)&lt;br /&gt;Go watch multiple movies in one night&lt;br /&gt;Camp over at somebody's house and play all nite, talk cock, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Organise chalet thing (altho scholars will prob. all be home liao)&lt;br /&gt;Get intoxicated with drink.&lt;br /&gt;Go meet up with crew (yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;Change layout of this lousy blog&lt;br /&gt;Watch all my anime which is rotting in my HDD, and rip more off ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Get my bike. Like real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Jason-the-friendly-man and go cycling again.&lt;br /&gt;Go check out my new house in China n' visit scholars! Xuyao Xunan etc.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find people to do all the above with. Tag if ur cool n' wanna come along ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113213940428353467?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113213940428353467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113213940428353467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113213940428353467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113213940428353467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/11/nearly-there.html' title='nearly there'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113086347505594551</id><published>2005-10-30T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T00:44:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diablo II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;The Adept (initiate, part II)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have walked the paths; the shadowed roads&lt;br /&gt;that led to terror's breast. I have plumbed the depths&lt;br /&gt;of Hatred's womb and scaled Destruction's crest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every secret left unveiled, for every power learned,&lt;br /&gt;I'd sell the remnants of my soul, regardless how it burned.&lt;br /&gt;And still i sought a higher wisdom few could have attained.&lt;br /&gt;'Though I found it, it would leave me - broken, damned and drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I find this power gained is more unto a curse.&lt;br /&gt;My spirit burns with every spell and each irreverent verse.&lt;br /&gt;Despite this strength and knowledge earned, I have paid a heavy toll.&lt;br /&gt;Never should've traded power for my own immortal soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- C. Vincent Metzen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D2 owns =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113086347505594551?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113086347505594551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113086347505594551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113086347505594551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113086347505594551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/diablo-ii_30.html' title='Diablo II'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113022576345746771</id><published>2005-10-25T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:36:03.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid sky gods</title><content type='html'>rain rain rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid crap me and jerome were on the bus discussing about the sudden change in the skies. Like suddenly in less than 5 seconds the sky around us had gone completely black. It was so dark in the bus that the driver had to turn on the lights in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THEN we realised, that we had forgotten to press the bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picture jerome &amp; me standing inside the bus, with their faces pressed again the windows aghast*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh boy. So we got off the next stop, which was the newton MRT station. Then we ran. Challenging the rain. At first it didn't seem so scary or all that heavy, cos there was a maid carrying groceries in the rain too. So we ran. Only to yelp at surprise as the cold rain water splashed down on us. It was coming in TORRENTS, seriously...within 10 seconds of SPRINTING thru it my underwear was soaked and so were my trouser legs. This is in no way an exaggeration. It was THAT big. (forgive the caps yo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i had to run all the way to dunearn, and then across half of newton (that long stretch of road) only to find the slope up to my house flooded cos the rain water was coming down. It was practically a mini-river, the water actually went halfway up to my ankles, thus resulting in very soggy feet the moment my foot went *pa-loosh* onto the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doggedly trekking up my slope against the elements, I was exhausted and had to wiped rain water from my face and eyes every few secods just to plod on. Finally, hope was in sight! My poor bag which i had valiantly attempted to protect from the rain was on its deathbed. Whispering its last words along with my chemistry textbooks embedded in its gut to me, caused me to rip forward with an angry cry and sprint the last 100 meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90...80...70...with each step salvation came closer...40...30...20...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture a (tall &amp;amp; gd lookin') guy, with a black/brown/orange sling bag, his silhouette whipping past ur eyes, suddenly fly forward at an alarming speed, feet lifting off the ground, and arms flailing wildly, a wild look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slapping sound of skin against a slick hard surface*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a feral growl sounding akin to "phuck" rips across the neighbourhood, down the slope, onto the streets and beyond*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He crawls up, refusing to admit defeat. Peering through his wet bangs hanging down on his face and through his wet spectacles, he sees a door just a few metres away. (practically) crawling, he lifts his head and a single word forces itself through his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Evelyn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors open. With a smile on his face, he realises the atonishing feat he had just achieved. Mustering as much dignity as he could, he stands up, walks to his room and poses for the cinematic ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to be assualted by 20+ camping mosquitos due to an oversight of leaving his room window slightly ajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I now have a bruise on my hip along with the 13 mosquito bites on various parts of my body.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113022576345746771?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113022576345746771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113022576345746771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113022576345746771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113022576345746771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/stupid-sky-gods.html' title='stupid sky gods'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-113009124631930649</id><published>2005-10-24T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T02:14:06.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to be vehemently opposed to any kind of surgical augmentation. I never saw why anyone would subject themselves to so much pain, all over something (that I viewed as) so silly and superficial. I mean, a girl's going to do this to herself just to change the way OTHER people perceive her?? Ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I got to thinking, we all do things like that anyway (getting braces, buying fashionable new clothing, wearing contacts, going the gym, etc.) to change the way people perceive us just so that we ultimately "feel better" about ourselves. So basically, a breast augmentation is really just on the far end of the spectrum of shit people do to themselves and it's all a personal judgment call as to what is "too much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I say: to each his or her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All I know is that I would never ask/want a girl to get implants. In fact, even though I'm not so dead set against implants anymore, I think I would still rather my gf not have them, regardless of how small her breasts are. They're just breasts, after all. Inner beauty + Performance is definately more important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(minor rant induced by reading a forum discussing implants)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-113009124631930649?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/113009124631930649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=113009124631930649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113009124631930649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/113009124631930649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-used-to-be-vehemently-opposed-to-any.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112996441899370616</id><published>2005-10-22T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T15:00:19.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling</title><content type='html'>Kudos to Jefri for bringing me on a most exhilarating bike ride i've ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leavig home at approx. 710 yesterday, Me and Jef first cycled to Little India MRT station, where we met up with the rest of the central riders. There was Andy &amp; his gf (4got her name), Eric, this guy with tattoos all over his body (4got his name too), and another 2 guys whose names I have forgotten. A minute of brief introduction before we set of for Harbour front MRT station didn't really hammer their names into my brain. I'm bad at this kind of things, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from little india to Habour front was already pretty exciting, that being the first time i'd ever cycled on the road alongside so much traffic. We were going through the CBD and quite a few bridges, and there were loads of cars travelling alongside us. Big junctions and intersections were quite scary too, cos I usually cycle past midnight when there are only a few cars on a stretch of road. But this was different, and it was most exciting too. Thanks to the guys who were cycling behind me to make sure i didn't kill myself one way or another, and to warn me when cars were turning or not attempt to beat the red light. Clearly experienced cyclist, they helped me alot on my first major distance ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Harbour front, we met up with the SPI, which stands for the Singapore Paranomal Investigators, headed by a nerdy bespectacled bloke who carried with him a large flashlight, photogs of "ghost sightings" and walkie talkies supposedly for the use of contacting with the sweeper (last man). As this was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annual ghost hunt/trail&lt;/span&gt;, there were a total of 40-50 people cycling all together, with us the central riders, the speed whores from Sembawang riders (who use MOUNTAIN BIKES and can go up to 40 kmph wtf! Even people who use slim/sleek tyres cant hit that speed easily. They train like mad every week apparently), a bunch of bukit timah riders, and some who intersected and joined us halfway on the trail at the eastern areas. In total we had arnd 50 riders, and it was really an awesome sight to behold, as we cycled together on main roads and passengers in cars would look out at us in awe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took up like a whole lane as we cycled, and stretched out so much that we occupied the space of 5 buses at least. And besides we all had backlights and frontlights blinking, making this convoy of bikers even more outstanding. Simply awesome experience, and I'm gonna do it again soon too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cycled really far into some boyemian graveyard, apparently a sub-race of malays who had travelled to singapore in the past, and had a history of practicing dark/black magic. They had graves in this really pitch dark forest like area in the midst of some housing, and a few daring guys even walked into the tall grass (seperated from the road we were on by a small canal) and walked right up to the graves and took pictures. Later on when we took a look we saw that these graves actually have intricate designs on them, and look more like small figurines/statues than graves. Most interesting and most spooky too =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we continued on for a looong while, and took a pit stop along the way, and finally reached expo. There were looong stretches of road and highways and all this was overcome with extreme l33tness &amp;amp; endurance. Finally, we reached a corner of expo and sighted the 2nd ghostly thing of the night: A giant tree. This tree stands in the midst of a field, which is rather barren and devoid of any developments. As we look around the surrounding areas have projects and buildings, but it is solely this field that the giant tree stands on that is not used or even touched. And as we went closer, we saw indian people, clad only in towels and performing a purifying ceremony through sprinkling water on their heads, take off their shoes and walk up this path which leads the the tree which is on a small hill. Some of us also took off our shoes and walked up to watch the ceremony which was being performed. There were a few fires crackling merrily as the base of the tree, and these men were apparently being possessed by the spirits, which they believe were good for them in some way. Then they proceeded to cook some kernals of corn with black pepper which smelled really good, and offered them to the spectators of this most unique spiritual activity as a blessing. We were forbidden from throwing any of the food given to us, as it would signify bad luck and ill omen. Not tat we would have wanted to, cos the corn and black pepper tasted as good as it smelt =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Expo, the majority cycled along Coastal road which passes by changi airport and is REALLY REALLY LOOONG all the way to changi foodcenter. A smaller bunch approx. 15 of us took the main roads and a part of the highway as we were already tiring. But the highway wasn't easy either, there were some bits where we had to push hard up slope, and go whizzing down the slope through this long stretch of road. Exhilarating, I tell you, it was madly fun to go at such speeds that even at the highest gear i couldnt keep up with the rate at which my pedals were spinnig. I think we hit 50kmph at one point where these was a decline on the slope. Terminal velocity really leaves ur stomach miles behind and your eyes water. Lucky I wear specs man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changi Village was sweet...food not ripoff and affordable, and best of all delish! We reached there earlier as the rest went on coastal road, and had a great time laughing at them as they came in 15 minutes after us only to be stumped as to how we beat them here, not noticing that we had broke off wayy behind and taken another path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rested, we went on the the Changi Abandoned Barracks, which used to serve as a kempentei area for torture and interrogation. Many had died on the grounds we stood on, and we also went into the barracks which was pitch dark and freaking scary. The corridors inside the halls were narrow and could barely fit 2 men side by side. It smelt musky too and was definately very very spooky. Dun wanna comment in case the ghosts of the dead come back and haunt me &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats about it...after that we cycled all the way back and it started raining. We had to hide under an expressway for a good 30 minutes before we could continue, and we had to slow down lots cos the roads were very wet after that. In total, the whole thing took 10 hours (7pm-5am) and was very tiring but rewarding. ALright! Gogo biking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112996441899370616?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112996441899370616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112996441899370616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112996441899370616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112996441899370616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/cycling.html' title='Cycling'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112921104070436444</id><published>2005-10-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:44:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop</title><content type='html'>Ragh what to get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acer - Value for $$, looks nice, affordable, its Tw product...so not so sure&lt;br /&gt;Toshiba - Its a Jap product so can't go wrong, abit on the $$ side, gd warrenty&lt;br /&gt;Asus - Errr...? wha?&lt;br /&gt;BenQ - Dunno why this seems so popular. I'd stick to their external drives. Apparently its "generally buggy"&lt;br /&gt;Dell - I personally dislike it. But its cheap. i think.&lt;br /&gt;Fujitsu - Good stuff. But $$ also.&lt;br /&gt;Apple - Errr nice looking? But omg wtf @ eXpensive. Killr laptops tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making one myself would cost alot. Cos i'm naturally whorish. Raagh. Suggestions? I'm looking for a laptop btw so I can take it with me when i leave. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112921104070436444?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112921104070436444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112921104070436444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112921104070436444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112921104070436444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/laptop.html' title='laptop'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112920592627093213</id><published>2005-10-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:18:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i call imba</title><content type='html'>Stupid imba IB people... (die ben die poh die NILNAI die die die! all die la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH so fast exams over liao. And our prelims like took a whole friggin' month to conclude O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I accidentally msg mingyi (bag r u reading this?) instead of mel and then he replies that he's playing lan and doesn't understand wtheck i'm talking abt. Like he's playing lan. And i'm not. OMG WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TO?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IB chinese is...lame. Okay fine its abusable. Stupid shiets hope u all die and end up as leng joon's buttcheeks incarnated. Or phuan's lower lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr chem today was slack. I like woke up at 8, went to the CC and just moped around with my ball and tried eXtreme shots untill 930+ then showered and watched Suzuka, courtesy of Tim. Pretty cool stuff. Though i've read most of the manga already, it still interests me. Aaaand then I took a 45 min bus ride to sch, sleeping most of the way, then went for 40 mins of chem, then went home again. VVut a bloody waste of 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err my crickets r coming along pretty good, I can like do 2-3 now. Yay. But stupid cze zheng showed me his backflips, front flips, mills, handstands/broncos and his "lousy sucky single flare". Omgwtf! So bloody gayly pro. Its like I can't understand how the HELL people do backflips and he does it like its nothing. Cripes... I guess it helps to be a gymnast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been okay. Haven't touched my books for a while. Not a good sign at all. Spending my time outside slacking and hanging out with friends. Gaahh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112920592627093213?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112920592627093213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112920592627093213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112920592627093213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112920592627093213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-call-imba.html' title='i call imba'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112890385143590030</id><published>2005-10-10T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T08:24:11.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored in sch.</title><content type='html'>I'm in sch now, in the really really sucky com lab 5. Its like the coms r all piss slow and there's the really gay fortiguard which blocks cool websites like &lt;a href="http://www.purepwnage.com"&gt;www.purepwnage.com&lt;/a&gt; Like seriously the school has no sense of fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw the survey's really lame, asking us questions like "Do you feel happy in school" or "Has your school helped you build character?" Which is like highly lame. I'd much rather spend my time practicing my MICRO or smth. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IB people have probably started their exams already, and we're all just stoning around now (the eXpress ppl) I feel like balling waaaagH but I didn't bring my ball so...Stupid fortiguard has forced me to blog. Cos I got nth better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and people play &lt;a href="www.neopets.com"&gt;NEOPETS&lt;/a&gt;! It rawx xD Haha me and mark r playing now. Its highly cool I play stocks non-stop and whore money. Go play ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112890385143590030?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112890385143590030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112890385143590030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112890385143590030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112890385143590030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/bored-in-sch.html' title='Bored in sch.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112884868124473963</id><published>2005-10-09T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:04:41.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Yay! T'was my birthday 4 days ago, and now its my dads! Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like cooking for him and stuff, just bought a rack of lamb, a tub of ice-cream, 3 pork cutlets (to be pan-fried), a turkey, wild mushrooms, onions, butter, milk, parmesan cheeze, garlic and canola oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...whoever's gonna be my future wife will go PHAT man. Dun blame me in future, you've been WARNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay Just a quick post before i go marinate the lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bdae present list:&lt;br /&gt;(ppl who have NO excuse to not give me anthing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripcurl slippers, Ripcurl towel - from Will, Mel and Jefri (yay!)&lt;br /&gt;Pending earphones - Jefri&lt;br /&gt;Battle realms - Jon&lt;br /&gt;Bball - Relatives in HK&lt;br /&gt;Half a Video Cam (well its to be shared...) - Parents&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you a bj bong &lt;3 &lt;3" uhh... - Bag&lt;br /&gt;"I'll buy you smth" - Christay&lt;br /&gt;"What do u want!!! BONG!!!" - Tim Lim&lt;br /&gt;"I'll pay u back your five bucks soon, I swear" - Tim.Liew (about the rarest present yet, because timliew is not only absmally poor, but he generally does NOT return borrowed cash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats it. Sadness no? Haha but I dun care la, justin's prezzie was the best ^_^ he read my list woahhh! I feel taller now lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and the ppl who have promised presents after exams, u know who u r =D I shan't need to bother reminding u rite??? heh. Hope ur IB exams go well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112884868124473963?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112884868124473963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112884868124473963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112884868124473963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112884868124473963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112841002320437402</id><published>2005-10-04T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:13:43.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i'm owned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 points for prelims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emath: 86 - A1&lt;br /&gt;Amath: 85 - A1&lt;br /&gt;English: 74 - A2 (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;Geog: 74 - A2 (wtf...)&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 70 - A2&lt;br /&gt;C.Humans: 69 - B3 (wtf...!)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 65 - B3&lt;br /&gt;Chem: 56 - C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, most scholars got 6/7 points and gw to the locals who got 6 points (sam, quek, shiv) and 7 points (shihan,T.liew) yepz. Aug got 8 points (which i SHOULD HAVE gotten too) which isn't bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err yeah thats about it. Conclusion is that I have absolutely no luck. Sam can get moderated from 12 points to 6 points and i dont. Freaking hell. Life is unfair zzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly i'm really disappointed la. I mean why 11 when I could have gotten 8. With just one frickin' mark more. Ahhh well...guess its AC for me then. Indian gg'ed the thing with moderation too and got 8 A1's and 1 C6 (malay) which is really pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most surprising is Mark who got 24 points. I can't believe it. What the hell? Thought he was like at home studying and so on. Apparently he didn't improve at all from mid years. Bleh guess he's probably going overseas or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IB ppl are having their exams now but noone seems to care. I just went on B.net and they're ALL dota-ing. Like ALL if them. wtf? Maybe IB is truly more imba than O levels after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112841002320437402?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112841002320437402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112841002320437402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112841002320437402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112841002320437402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-im-owned-11-points-for-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112822253525102601</id><published>2005-10-02T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T11:23:06.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impending doom</title><content type='html'>Why is blogger so screwed up suddenly? But somehow I can still post...weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the Senior's night pictures are finally up! Yay! You can find them &lt;a href="http://www.two-am.org/chanleong/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Chanleong for uploading the pic. If u want the vid, go get it from him. The mad crazy one where we ambushed Jed and taupokked him =D Omg it was so funn3h his face was completely red after that and he was so surprised. Yay numbers &gt; rugger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice and bright Sunday and I wanna go out! But noone to go out wif...boo. Results r gonna be released on tuesday...scary. Ragh no matter there's always poly waiting if we don't make it to JC. And as Christay rightly said on Friday night as we were walking out of school to the bus stop, he motioned towards the gleaming red ITE sign hovering above in the night sky, "Hey guys, its calling to me." lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to change my layout actually. But seeing as how screwed up blogger is currently, I shant attempt till a later date. Oh well this shrek template's pretty cute la. Good luck to all IB people for their upcoming exams, and good luck to us O-level ppl too. Cos we sure as hell need it. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont I use that alot? =D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people, pay SPECIAL ATTENTION to my profile over the next few days. Pay extre-attention to it! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112822253525102601?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112822253525102601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112822253525102601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112822253525102601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112822253525102601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/impending-doom.html' title='Impending doom'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112810148716471999</id><published>2005-10-01T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T01:31:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg Senior's night was hilarious. and fun. and mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nutz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was all formal and crap, with all the scholars wearing long-sleeved sch uniform and sitting around looking proper. Then a bunch of eXtreme eXpress people all in various states of (un)dressing which was both cool n' hip n' slightly informal stormed the place. Calls of "Modaration!" filled the place, and we sure got the message across well =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the thing we really went wild, and started doing mad stuff like sliding across the floor on our knees in a video only to make us of the moment to flip jed over and taupok him. Wahaha so funny he was like suddenly backstabbed. But omg my ribs hurt la from phatty Mark's weight. Its scary when he jumps on you lol...the shadow that looms over sure is omninous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that shivana got PWNT by mark in the balls, and then dragged around and pictures of his belly were taken by Chan. Haha then Aaron Teo the rugger (who doesn't even freaking know us) suddenly came and sat on shivana and attempted to unbuckle shiv's pants lol. It was so out of point and shivana was screaming his ass off as Aaron leer at him lawl...scary ruggers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm after we watched some punk black movie where we all proceeded to consume liberal amnts of alcohol which was transferred into coke bottles in the cinema. When the movie ended Samuel was like semi-drunk and started talking in this loud voice and stuck out his chest in a pimp-like manner. Wahahaha so funny we were like all rofl-ing while walking out of Tiong Bahru Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh brain refuses to focus anymore. zzz gtg sleep. Blawg more another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112810148716471999?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112810148716471999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112810148716471999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112810148716471999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112810148716471999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-seniors-night-was-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112774269659176246</id><published>2005-09-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T21:51:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clement</title><content type='html'>Okay why is the post header clement? I was just talking to him. And whining. Not tat u can actually see my header anyway...but just to LET YA NOE'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the teachers have officially invented the most torturous activity in the world. This, people, is called the Preliminary Examination Review. The whole process not only serves to irritate us and bore us to death while we sit on our asses and listen to teachers droning on and on, but to make us (at the same time, somehow) worry our asses off as we realise the "gargutuan" number of mistakes we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, u have a bunch of highly irritated + annoyed secondary four boys all stuck together in a lecture theatre of sorts, and half sleeping yet having to keep an eye out for teachers (that bastard timlim...) all while fidgiting with anxiety as snippets of how we had done for the papers (such as 91 people getting B3s for english) are uncovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, my friends, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pure torture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was actually having a small-scale intra-left/right-brain debate with myself about koreans. But I'll save that for another time, seeing as how I should spend this time wisely immersed in gaming until I drop. or pop. not that it matters =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and LeonG reminded me of smth he is likely to do after HIS Ib exams are over. And that is to laugh at me, cos my O levels are after him. But oh well...untill then, i'll be laughing at him  =D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112774269659176246?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112774269659176246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112774269659176246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112774269659176246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112774269659176246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/clement.html' title='clement'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112739457500848324</id><published>2005-09-22T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T21:12:01.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollerskates</title><content type='html'>Lol I simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to blog abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Myth, a Jackie Chan movie, and its simply hilarious =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it everyone! I shall not be a weiner and spoil it for u, but for reviewing's sake I gotta say that it has just the right amnt of action, comedy, inneundo, hawtness and lameness. Yes you saw right, I said lameness. Its just freaking kicks ass =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg there was this part where the GG_indian_holy man who was floating above the sky cos of some secret meteorite and Jackie Chan's g00ndu friend pulled out the rock which was responsible for levitating both the HOLY_INDIAN and this particularly large stone coffin. Omg LAWL when the indian guy dropped down I nearly died laughing. Also the mob of indians who were praying to t3h levitating HOLY_MAN at first all stood up and started to chase Jackie Chan in true bollywood style. Complete with turbans and stuff. And after that some Indian policemen who were holding STICKS (so much for technology) started chasing after Jackie chan n' this hawt indian girl, where a cool bit of fighting on a glue roller started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show pwnzz. Go watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, me auggie and wangmiao are going to lead the scholars for a song on seniors night. Oh boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112739457500848324?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112739457500848324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112739457500848324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112739457500848324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112739457500848324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/lollerskates.html' title='Lollerskates'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112732397686266052</id><published>2005-09-22T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:32:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims over!</title><content type='html'>Prelims are over. Its time to go mad/crazy/nuts and run around in circles in a dark room eating milk chocolate with underwear over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why waste time blogging when I could be doing smth else &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Laughs evilly at all you IB people*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112732397686266052?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112732397686266052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112732397686266052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112732397686266052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112732397686266052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/prelims-over_22.html' title='Prelims over!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112693060929562119</id><published>2005-09-17T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:01:48.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy crap how did u find m3h Sora =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to spread it k? This is a strictly-school-related blog. Lol it'll be amusing for u guys to read though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that makes my countrate of people I did not expect = 2. And both r female. Hmm...I conclude that I must be overwhelmingly attractive then! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another note, somebody chanced upon my blog by blog searching for "Lena Yeo" G_G bet he's somewhat like a Bag-sort-of-person. And I did the very same search, and came up with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/exodusfalls/40344.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;. Pretty neat parallels, and he's apparently a sec2 geper. Lol David Crawshaw as Harry Potter is untenable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112693060929562119?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112693060929562119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112693060929562119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112693060929562119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112693060929562119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/holy-crap-how-did-u-find-m3h-sora.html' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112687158004096818</id><published>2005-09-16T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:53:00.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims</title><content type='html'>Ben you're linked, and Jerome Sat morn or afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay its been nuts this week, with the surge of notes/textbooks gushing at me, and short mr.bong here was trying hard to swim thru the thick wad of it. Well okay, I'm on the shore now, but I seem to have lost quite abit of my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a lowdown on the prelims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, being the first paper, already sucked. So it didn't help itself on my exam-ratings scale by being additionally suckier. That makes a total of 2 sucks. And im gonna just add another "pheesicks SARKS" comment from Xuyao. So now its 3. It SUCKED. There ya go. Four now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog II was next, but this one was refreshing.. I totally forgot to study for Geog at all cos I was busy worryin' my balls off for physics. The only topic I crammed was Population, which was done EONS ago. Turns out the examiners were kinder to slackers like me this year, and gave me 2 population questions to do. And the other human question available was AGRICULTURE, which even the dippiest dipshit can do. AMAZING SPOTTAGE. Physical geog, although not as wonderful, wasn't that bad either. Kudos to Lena Yeo for being a l33t teacher, and a point up for Geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we had Emath II, which I found to my dismay was harder than expected. That, and a few careless mistakes here and there (discovered after the paper ended) made it worse. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature. With my clear abundance of lit sk33lz, I cleansweeped this as usual. Muahaha. Anyway according to shivana we did this prose with Evelyn See last year, but who listened in her class anyway? Well, I guess indian and mikey who were practically slobbering over her in the front of the class were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem Prac. Two words. SUCKED HARDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck-point-one: Well everybody discovered that it wasn't really blue ppt, but in fact white ppt with BLUE DYE. Talk about sadist. Friggin' Alastair Chew had to save the most disgusting crap for last. ARGHGHGHGHGH. So everyone who but copper was wrong, cept a few who somehow decided that Zinc was a more intellectual choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck-point-two: At the end of the paper, everyone was struggling to discover which anion was present. So even though there wasn't SO3, Cl or H/O, people just randomly chose one. And I discovered (outside the staffroom as A.Chew passed by, I managed to ask him abt the anion) that there wasn't one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, did you guys enjoy what I set for you all yesterday?" *smiles big A.Chew smile*&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, what was the anion set?" *A.Chew's smile grows bigger"&lt;br /&gt;"Did I say anything about an anion? The question merely asked you to identify 2 ions present!" *A.Chew smile grows impossibly wide*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W_T_F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on chemistry on wednesday, so I didn't bother about yesterday's chem theory paper. Oh well looks like I'll have to use my chinese B3 blargh. SARKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112687158004096818?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112687158004096818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112687158004096818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112687158004096818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112687158004096818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/prelims.html' title='Prelims'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112633537655103607</id><published>2005-09-10T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:56:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pig</title><content type='html'>Due to unforeseen circumstances, namely a stupid skinny piggy telling me at 3 in the morning that my blog had been chanced upon, I felt that I had to at least re-do my blawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit its alive again. Ragggh undead blog plz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw people, prelims suck shit. Can't focus at all &gt;.&lt; and my com keeps calling to me. Erk okay I better go attempt to memorise more irrelevant geog stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: HOPE SHIVANA MISSES ALL GRADES BY ONE MARK AND ENDS UP 6 POINTS HIGHER! MUAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112633537655103607?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112633537655103607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112633537655103607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112633537655103607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112633537655103607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/pig.html' title='Pig'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112627394022218315</id><published>2005-09-09T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:52:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>It's dead people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might reanimate in the near future after prelims though. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a reanimate dead spell quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112627394022218315?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112627394022218315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112627394022218315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112627394022218315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112627394022218315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/09/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112540422292509570</id><published>2005-08-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:43:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much fear</title><content type='html'>Thnx Poser hope we all do well yeah? And Jerome isn't succubi like a lil' too eXtreme =.=' He doesn't exactly descend upon you in your sleep to shag u like the whore like he is. Unless he's already done that...which is another matter completely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well somehow all the scholars found out that Venice was going to come out, and suffice to say they all mugged it to death. How eXtreme...So basically they owned hte Structured-Essay bit but got ownt (as all scholars are) by the Source-based. Lol I found the SBQ quite alright, but couldn't conclude part b of my SEQ T_T Quite saddening considering how I actually knew the points but didn't have time to finish. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2mrws teacher's day! Huzzah and may our teachers have a wonderful day and recieve lots of prezzies! Personally I think I'll give cards to some of my better teachers (I love being preferential) and thus hope to see Loo's devastated look when I give another teacher a card in front of her, only to approach her and feign carefreeness, going "Oh hi lao-shi! Lao shi jie kuai le!" and walk away with a smile. *gloats* *evil laughter* *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gonna play bball with Jerome at the CC tomorrow after celebrations, shall attempt to ask some people to come along. Mmhmm think i've deproved to nothing already. Oh well we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most interestingly, my mother actually asked me where I wanted to go. As in which school I was aiming for. I ended up making a bunch of excuses of how I have no idea and that I only want to focus on whats ahead and do the best I can for my prelims. And blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't know...argh...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been reading up on celtic culture recently. Its really really interesting as compared to the ancient chinese/mayans/babylonese/egyptians and all those overlydonetodeath cultures. But celts are so...intriguing, partially because they're permanently shrouded in mystery, with the last few gaulish texts being of small significance and not of much historical value. Most sources seemingly originate from roman texts and especially Julius Ceasers own personal records of when he had invaded the Gaulish regions. And apparently Gaulish priests, the druids were against the idea of recording down religious happenings, and should only be passed down through word of mouth. Sadly, this caused the whole gaulish religion and shamanistic culture to vanish once the race was killed off and mostly enslaved. Without being allowed to continue practicing their culture, their descendants would have no idea of how their ancestors had lived. And since its happened too long ago, there is no living source of information either =P well maybe they'll find a 2000-year old man sitting in a cave somewhere cos the Gallic War happened during 52–51 BC O_o Thats a pretty damn long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all teachers, Happy Teachers Day yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112540422292509570?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112540422292509570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112540422292509570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112540422292509570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112540422292509570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/much-fear.html' title='Much fear'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112523250378716514</id><published>2005-08-28T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:35:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Poseur</title><content type='html'>Hello Poseur! U r clrly a nub so don't mess wif da proz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jerome, ur tag looks like ur trying to *beep* douglous &gt;.&lt; I think you're still subconciously trying to have buttsecks with him or something. Anyhow, Gaybraille has been dao-ing me too so T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all who r gonna take prelims, and yes I need a rather large amount of it too. Damn you sneaky IB people. I shall plant letters filled with talcum/coffee powder around the school and scare the teachers from giving us bad grades. Muahaha! SS paper and English 1 tomorrow. Really need to get my creative juices flowing, and as for SS...it all boils down to how much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt; I have. Gogo spotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I don't feel nervous at all. Perhaps the nervousness is greatly overshadowed by the feeling that I'm screwed. Generally ultra-hyper-extremely-screwed kind of screwed. Wheee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GL HF (shall post if I feel I have survived the SS paper tomorrow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112523250378716514?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112523250378716514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112523250378716514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112523250378716514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112523250378716514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-poseur.html' title='Hello Poseur'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112469956071343128</id><published>2005-08-22T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T16:32:40.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im backkk!</title><content type='html'>Yay reached back in S'pore this morning at 2am. Needless to say i couldn't wake up in time for sch later in the morning. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow's a sch holiday courtesy of Drong, but its also my engreesh orals. So I'm actually going to bother practicing a little for it later. Waw...Reportin' time's at 1:55 so im gonna make an effort to reach sch early. Must do well for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my trip in hk was quite eventful. The moment I touched down in hk I was whisked off to a restaurant in a far off place that registered a meter reading of 250++ in hk dollars. That amounts to roughly 50 bucks in Sing. O_o but apparently all my relatives we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dying &lt;/span&gt;to meet me, and since I only got out at 8 there wasn't much time to waste getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it turns out that most of them couldn't turn up, and only half got there in the end. But half still equated to a good 15+ people, and my mom was having a grand time talking to all the ah-yees and ah-maas in an overexuberantly loud voice. I, on the other hand, was on the receiving end of a massive rapid cantonese gunfire. Met a few cousins, one girl was really cool but her bro was away at camp in sch, and some aunt slipped and fell so she and her family couldn't make it, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point to note: 2 of my cousins are rather hot. Sis if ur reading this u know who im talkin' abt ^_^ Go hk girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was simply POURING in hk the past 2 days. Like everywhere we went it was raining. My jeans were soaked thru up the knees and I was almost always underneath an umbrella. But it was quite okay la, we went and watched the cremation of my uncle who had passed away (which I found out was the main point of the trip) and my family with my other uncle and my grand-aunt who is my grandmother's brother's wife came along with us. She took care of most of the proceedings, and my mom was really grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we initially went to her house to pick her up, we were amazed at where she lived. It was at the top of a flat in a seedier district, basically the flat roof of something akin to a HDB building. It was haphazardly constructed and looked like it would give way any moment, what with all the wind and rain going on. Even in such a developed city like hk, the poor are still really everywhere. But looking out from her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penthouse &lt;/span&gt;I saw the same type of home on every single building around. They call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tin pang, &lt;/span&gt;which means sky-girder (crudely translated).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after we had lunch and everything my sis and I went shopping! My sister brought me to all these cool places and yeah I bought a nice bag, a pair of jeans and hk-fashion shirts + tees. And yesterday I went and got a 512 SD card for 248 bux. Blew about 1k hk dollars in total. Wo0t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112469956071343128?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112469956071343128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112469956071343128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112469956071343128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112469956071343128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-backkk.html' title='Im backkk!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112420703539491878</id><published>2005-08-16T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T23:43:55.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Well its been 3 days since both my parents n' sis have gone back to hk, and it has been BLISS. Can finally do what I want when I want to, like for example sleeping at 3am and beyond. Fun~! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played some bball today, and found out that T.Liew's shooting &gt; mine. Thats about how bad it is now. My form is totally off and shots r rubbish. But oh well at first T.Liew was a lil' arrogant and kinda proud that he outdid me for once. But then the express people came and immediately all his shots went awry. And since the aforementioned T.Liew CANT do anything except shoot or take WILD MAD CRAZY ANYHOW FLING THE BALL AT HOOP shots, he was basically owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas I could still hold my own, since I can quite effectively play inside. Wo0t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of story? I &gt; T.Liew (muahaha self-gratification)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck I was watching the Style2ouf vids and gosh r they amazing. Wish I could break like that sia. Though I'll probably &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;break &lt;/span&gt;an arm or something &gt;.&lt; But the power moves are insane. They can like swing on the floor on hands only and turtle non-stop for a good minute. Thats a whole load of muscle endurance there, and don't even begin to think of the strength they need in both upper/lower body in the first place. Wargh disgustingly pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay since parent's are out I shall abuse this time by watching evangelion. I'm up to chapt 8 already! wheee!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112420703539491878?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112420703539491878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112420703539491878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112420703539491878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112420703539491878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112394701118749842</id><published>2005-08-13T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T23:40:56.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Finally checked out the &lt;a href="http://studentssketchpad.blogspot.com/"&gt;studentssketchpad&lt;/a&gt;, a webblog which depicts Singaporean students in their nature (aka stereotypical shit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mildly amusing, and I did laugh quite abit at the idea of burning bras. Although I do wonder whether or not the creators of this comic bothered with the artwork. I'm a pretty avid manga reader myself, and I think the artwork is really really important to the readers =P Though perhaps the point of the comic itself is just to interpolate more untrue facts into the already overboard stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their reasoning is that they're attempting to be frank about these stereotypes and just have a good laugh. But I wonder whether it really originated from a random thought and just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happened &lt;/span&gt;to happen. Or was it a strand of jealousy of these brand name schools who are marketed constantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, their ideas of feminism and elitism is really off, as shown by the multiple disagreements from comments. That coupled with their spelling errors (not intended ones, mind you) and some clear lack of factual knowledge show that they're actually less intelligent than they believe they are. Which is pretty lame since they're trying to poke at others from a supposedly "I-am-above-you-omniscient-third-party" view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good laugh, both at the webcomic and the authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: My mom's being a bitch and making me retake the Chinese O's. And most people got B3&gt; too. Gragh #@%$*&amp;!@%$ mom. To think I was overjoyed at getting a B3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112394701118749842?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112394701118749842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112394701118749842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112394701118749842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112394701118749842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112382079321426333</id><published>2005-08-12T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T12:26:33.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg</title><content type='html'>Just got back Chinese O level results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme...Our class of 10 people got a total score of 51 points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scores are as follows -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augustin - B3&lt;br /&gt;ME - B3&lt;br /&gt;Samuel - B4&lt;br /&gt;Chan Leong - C5&lt;br /&gt;Jed - C5&lt;br /&gt;Darren - C6&lt;br /&gt;Tim Lim - C6&lt;br /&gt;Tim Liew - C6&lt;br /&gt;Mark - C6&lt;br /&gt;Chris - D7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...GG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all placed bets on what the total score will be the day before, and we pooled a sum of 2 bucks and bet. I bet for a total score of 36, and everyone bet in the 30-40 range. Only christay was his usual l33t self and bet 50. And guess what? He won...wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Score: 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan Tuan's Class average: C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO~! I topped the class with Auggie next to me. Wahaha!!! I hope my mom won't make me retake the thing though. One interesting point to note is that I only got a Merit for my Chinese Orals. Which means that 1) My examiners were fucked or 2) My examiners were fucked. Because SAMUEL got a Merit too. And Samuel's oral chinese is like, REALLY REALLY bad. Christay was ungraded for his Orals, and apparently he spoke too softly and the examiners couldn't understand him. GG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112382079321426333?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112382079321426333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112382079321426333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112382079321426333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112382079321426333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/omg.html' title='Omg'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112350036074595743</id><published>2005-08-08T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:14:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee...</title><content type='html'>Wow forgot I had tuition today &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid blardy chem. But oh well I seriously SUCK HARD at it. So yeah no going out for be after National Day Celebrations... T_T poor me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm stoning now at home alone. Sister's out with friends, parents out, I'm at home with grandparents for company and my connection to the rest of the world cut off cos I lost my phone. Eeek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope ya'll having a gd time and dun forget theres this lil' guy sitting at home bored. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID TUITION! RAGH! *rants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading Ichigno100%&lt;br /&gt;Its really OOP...&lt;br /&gt;But I have nothing better&lt;br /&gt;To do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg did i just subconciously make a haiku of some sort?!?! O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112350036074595743?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112350036074595743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112350036074595743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112350036074595743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112350036074595743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/whee.html' title='whee...'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112341477126634939</id><published>2005-08-07T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T20:41:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O_o</title><content type='html'>Gay Dog, unfortunately for me, you seem to have discovered my deepest (no pun intended) secret~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I dont see any connection between finding my cell no. in an obscure place such at the Clementi MRT station toilet (if I had even put it there) and the fact that you are here at my blog. And you have somehow deciphered the fact that the number actually belongs to me. I applaud the fact that you cannot even make a believable lie, no matter how absurd, to insult me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clrly you suck balls. Oh by the way I lost my phone last wednesday. So I dont think I'll really be bothered by people attempting to call/message that number u posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my genitalia, you are obviously a voyeur then, for people often see rather than hear something visual. That being applied to your level of intelligence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will die alone..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112341477126634939?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112341477126634939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112341477126634939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112341477126634939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112341477126634939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/08/oo.html' title='O_o'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112256235884131437</id><published>2005-07-28T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:52:38.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>Found smth really l33t. Look to your right --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been slack. Boring. We're doing revision papers and mostly boring lessons. A few practicals and more theory lessons. Have I mentioned boring? Yeah, monotonous. Oh we had english prelim orals. It was easy as hell, but apparently my examiner that b*tch said I should improve my body language b'cos I looked uninterested. Yes I was extremely sleepy and slouched, and cause of that I probably got marked down. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I got cooler and became more like Wasl3y. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112256235884131437?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112256235884131437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112256235884131437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112256235884131437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112256235884131437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/07/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112219769014482154</id><published>2005-07-24T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:34:50.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuts</title><content type='html'>Its been a Crazy week! Okay I'm determined to makeup for so many missed posts so I'll just have to post more this time =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Harry Potter &amp; the Half-blood Prince was released, and actually I torrented it off the net and read it after having the majority of the plot spoiled for me by nitwits in school. Naturally I decided that it would not be worth my money, thus as I went home angrily on a Monday afternoon and torrented it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial reaction? Well, rather excited I suppose, but all in all I already knew the bulk of the story, so reading was just to assuade my personal yearning for the next installment of the Harry Potter Series. Personally, I agree with almost &lt;a href="http://plainofvisions.blogspot.com"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/a&gt; that Karan has said about it, except that I think it sucked. Well, it was most intriguing to hear that one would die if one broke the Unbreakable Vow later in the book, well after Snape had made the vow with Narcissa. But it was quite an irony, to be able to "break" and "unbreakable" vow merely through the means of dying. I mean after all Rowling has shown us, death really does not seem as important as the all powerful LOVE! Love will allow your death to protect your loved ones, as shown in the case of Harry's mother. So therefore, one binded by the Unbreakable Vow would only have his own life to succumb to. If he loses hope and is desperate to escape from something far worse than death, then the Unbreakable Vow would serve no use, would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, death is constantly highlighted in the book, through the "terror" on the faces of families, and the most clearly shown family is the one Harry stays with, the Weasleys. They have associated themselves with Harry Potter, and by aligning themselves alongside him, they are all in Mortal Peril consistently (Molly's clock) due to the existence of Lord Voldemort. Thus, it means that the clock had to be rather powerful, for all that is apparently threatening the lives of her family is the mere presence of a powerful Dark Wizard, and one who hates them at most. His endeavours of killing the innocent to maximise his power through instilling fear is obvious, but then why shouldn't everyone else be in Mortal Peril too? He does not target the Weasley family exclusively. And if the existence of Lord Voldemort meant Mortal Peril to be extended to everybody, then it would already become a natural state of things. If everybody was in Mortal Peril, then it isn't really that big of a thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another implicit irony in the book, which is furthered by the occasionally overpowered artifacts. I am not one fit to question the magical items or magic in Rowling's series, but the discrepansies are subtle yet constant. If there was a clock of such magical power, to be able to sense a single being's current state of mind, bet it murderous or of ill intent, which was the cause of "Mortal Peril" towards the Weasley family, how can there not be more powerful forms of Magic existing? And to top it off, such an item belongs to a member of an ordinary wizarding household, termed extra-ordinary only because of their conincidental link with Harry. Why shouldn't there be more powerful artifacts that could be unveiled then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this could be argued that prophecising or prophets themselves (Sybill Trawnley) are rather unstable stuff. They are not that solid (in a metaphorical sense), yet are important enough to be recognised by the Ministry of Magic. It is plausible that the clock be working off this prophecising ability, because if there were artifacts which could easily sense the changes in a current situation, AND it was a common thing to possess as mentioned before, then there would easily be greater and more powerful artifacts that can be used to purge evil, or to destroy. The prescense of using artifacts or Catalystic potions has not really be explored yet, and that is one area which I hope the series will improve on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthering one's power to magnificient levels shouldn't really be a feat if such powerful things are all around them. So whats the point of studying then, whats the point of learning spells and magics which are obviously inferior to artifacts that CAN and WILL boost one's magical abilities? So delusive, yet it is imperative to a story based on a non-existent world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final conclusion to the book? Well the arguement still stands that we cannot use "muggle" logic to decipher the many mysteries in the Wizarding world, but in the series, the muggle world is clearly linked to the wizarding world. And there are many "muggles" who can learn magic and interact between both worlds. As are the Prime Ministers of both worlds, as shown in the latest book. It goes on and on. Inconsistency after inconsistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was still a decent read I suppose. Oh well lets hope the next book will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to other stuff! Well we had the chamber performance yesterday, and our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Misa Rebis &lt;/span&gt;was really good I think, winning a "Bravo!" from Prof. Bernard Tan himself. That was pretty good, and we also got the watch the 2nd half of the show, from this incredible soprano lady to the Singapore Lyrical Opera. Personally, their youth group was really nubbish and I think our own sops could even hold their own to them. But yeah their adult counterparts are really impressive, but weren't showcased for such an unimportant event (to them anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RGS Chinese Orchestra performance was really good too. There was this indispensible girl who appeared in nearly all the pieces performed. She was really good though. And the solo-ist Erwu was really impressive too, and on closer inspection of the booklet which was given to us, it turned out that she was alumni. Obviously imbalancing the show with seniors! But then again, our choir night was guilty with that too, with our alumni singer Reginald =P And me and Mark were coerced into buying flowers from this girl who looked like a female version of Mikey. As in she had those kind of cute look, with a petite frame and blah. Basically acting like a Mikey on crack during the time we busked in the subway, she had already managed to sell away a large amount of flowers. Then we gave them to Jun and Olivia and Jiayan, the latter who was not in our memory of being in the CO. Anyway the performace was great, really lively and interesting, though some parts dragged on a tad too long. The place itself was crappy though, a really small performing theatre, but I had been there multiple times when my sister was in Chinese Drama in RGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err what else happened? Oh we went and lanned before the Chamber performance. Bryan Poser Ben Stuart Justin Pohyee and me. And I wont every game, with Vengeful/Mag/Med/Morph as the heroes player. First and last game was randomed, 2nd and 3rd game was picked. I was forced to choose Med in the third game because I had one teammate for that game, and it was POHYEE the puss. And he picked prophet against imba shit like fletcher Sa. So I farmed a butterfly, then got a Manta 5 minutes later, and won the game. Talk about imba. As for their standard...Well they all suck(s). Ranking? Justin &lt; Bryan &lt; Ben &lt; Poh Yee &lt; Poser &lt; Stuart &lt; Me. Mwehehe...So godlike ah, like WASL3Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it, and I'm really getting into gear to mug for prelims. Ragh time to go finish up all my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112219769014482154?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112219769014482154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112219769014482154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112219769014482154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112219769014482154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/07/nuts.html' title='Nuts'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112168493151548489</id><published>2005-07-18T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T19:08:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>oh really? I looked sian-ed? Hmm...ok la maybe it was just cos i cldn't really see what was going on =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still don't have my specs, brought it to the shop yesterday, so the guy's supposed to contact me and all mmhmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and met gabriel at the bus-stop this morning! Apparently he takes the same bus as bag, and so i intro'ed my new bf to bag. To which bag subsequently declared that he was better looking than Gabriel. WHAT LIES! BAG LOOKS TOTALLY SCREWED UP DYA HEAR THAT! NOONE LOOKS BETTER THAN MY GAYBRIALLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was chumming up to him as usual, and I expected his gay "oh no..." moans again. But turns out he had stomachache, and really had to dash to the toilet, so I was forced to let him go. I mean, I can't let pain and discomfort get in the way of my bf, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty ordinary day, except for the fact that all the classrooms flooded and the whole of our classroom floor got soaked while we were away at chem prac. When we came back to class half of us were crying at the dismal state of our bags. The other half were laughing at the people who got jacked, standing at one corner and making cynical comments. Yes, ordinary day. Oh and I woke up at 5 am this morning to do my SS essay, thinking it was due. Then went to sch and found out that it wasn't...how lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and 14 came freaking incredibly late today, so late that bag's bus was alighting at the same time. Arnd 720 liddat. And I met a whole slew of people I don't usually meet on the stairs on the way up to the 4th level. Gragh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is as random as it can get, and I do suppose this is a blog. Perhaps I'll start writing and posting here like &lt;a href="http://plainofvisions.blogspot.com"&gt;COLIN&lt;/a&gt; does. Man he's uber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, we had this mock punjab worker thing in geog class, and Me and mark were like one family. Then I got jailed by christay and shihan the policeman for stealing money from the TNC's to pay the rent, or else the rent would go up. I had to like go sit in a corner for 5 minute wtf. Then Mark came up with a brilliant strategy of buying all the scissors so Auggie + T.Liew wouldn't be able to. We were cunningly stopped by Lena Yeo who said we were onli allowed 2 pairs. So we bought the 2 bigger pairs and left this eXtremely small pair for them to work with lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was dominating, by stacking like alot of paper and cutting, we out produced Auggie + T.Liew team by like 1200% their production. And I was in jail half the time cause i was busy negotiating the prices with the stupid TNC's (tim/jed/jeff/hung). Also I stole the Indian Moneylender's (shivana/teguh) reciept in order to erase our records of me and mark's 1000Baht loan! I was highly successful and managed to keep it a secret until the 8 clicks were over (5 minute a click) so thus Me and mark had no debt and a profit of 800 dollars! (well negative 200 if u counted the debt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats about it. Buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112168493151548489?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112168493151548489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112168493151548489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112168493151548489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112168493151548489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/07/hm_18.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112152713211526884</id><published>2005-07-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:19:11.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy_shit</title><content type='html'>Ivan's house...is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't bother to blog about it because its so freaking much to say about it. Lets just say that i approximate 1.2k sq-ft for the house itself, with a huge screen plasma tv with xbox, a pool table, a veranda, a swimming pool, a mini-pantry on the third level, cctv surveillance all over the house, a control room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its FRIGGIN' INSANE YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've suddenly realised smth that happened last night. During the games bit, I actually was a little peeved at Ivan for not calling me up to act sooner, thinking he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Just didn't like me&lt;br /&gt;2) Wanted to bug me&lt;br /&gt;3) Was a total asshole&lt;br /&gt;4) Simply forgot that i existed&lt;br /&gt;5) Cunningly "forgot" about me to spite me about my height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then like he was really nice after that, which got me a little skeptical, and then after we like sorta talked and watched dodgeball, i was totally convinced that he wasn't a hypocrite, but still wondered why he did that to me, even tho he prolly knew i liked that kinda acting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember Jon See being hyper about sending me as a representative for our "no" team, and then I realised that Ivan was doing it to spite that little thingummybob not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy talk about incoherent-ness. And yes that was so totally random. Just needed to get it off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I think I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm being stupid by typing this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, there's always Gaybrialle...(don't forget kids, sex can wait, must debate!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112152713211526884?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112152713211526884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112152713211526884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112152713211526884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112152713211526884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/07/holyshit.html' title='holy_shit'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112140002673155317</id><published>2005-07-15T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:00:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking in engrish</title><content type='html'>Mmhmm i'm having english lesson in the lab now. Mervlyn Goh's freaking slack as usual, so we're all having fun doing anything we like on the coms as long as she doesn't realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we're gonna have a ~party~ at Ivan's house later, and poor Jerome can't go cos his parents want him to study, with the prelims being 6 weeks away. Yeah and I don't think i've told Gaybrialle (my new bf) abt it yet, so he might not be able to go anymore. Sigh no Jerome &amp; possibly no Gaybrialle. Man that sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I wonder what we'll be doing later. And my parents think I have a performance again. Ragh but well my grandparents on my father's side came over to S'pore and I'll almost definately have to go out for dinner with them 2nite. So yeah I just *fibbed* and told them I had performance again =P I'm a bad bad boy mwehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sch's still been pretty slack, and I'm amazed at how the teachrs AREN'T pushing us hard at all. Its almost as if they eXpect us to do everything ourselves and will ourselves to work hard. Which is so totally not us, so they should know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried for prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, theres always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious Gaybrialle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112140002673155317?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112140002673155317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112140002673155317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112140002673155317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112140002673155317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/07/slacking-in-engrish.html' title='slacking in engrish'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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-11693839.post-112105104352500068</id><published>2005-07-11T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T11:04:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FoA over!</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a crazy week, and i'm glad yet sad that its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the hours were long, I feel that all the efforts worth it! Muahaha we weren't perfect and messed up ALOT, but I don't think ppl noticed much =P and anw they seemed to really love our performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to haoguang, it was rather unproffessional and felt like a variaty show to him (my words eXactly) but my parents + sis said it was really interesting and wasn't boring at all. Though some actions were unnecessary and quite gimmicky, it was quite alright to the audience. A -big- sigh of relief on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the wasted 3-D globe we had spent $80 on which pohyee kindly destroyed for us,, guess it didn't really matter so I'll forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm and clem &amp;amp; collin were great MC's, with kudo's to clem for being the "better" MC (according to sis) but collin being the "better looking" MC (according to sis again). Lol she said collin spoke too fast and they couldn't hear what he was saying half the time, whereas clem was clear BUT sometimes pronounced words WEIRD (think cinderella) But well good job to them both, seriously I don't think I would have done a better job. And besides it really isn't easy to speak in front of so many people without having ur confidence shaking at least a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian for being a sport while we the "riser gang" poked him while he was changing backstage with us. Muahaha... Oh and the audience apparently heard us setting up the risers and the piano 'cos we were REALLY loud (so says sister) Well, too bad for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan for conducting us in chitty-chitty-bang-bang and for having the guts to warble~ off that high note in front of so many people. I wouldn't have dared to &gt;.&lt; and yeah for the indian thingy shirt which really didn't turn out that bad in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poseur for spraying my hair with hair-spray and for his sick looking gatsby gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris for geting us the bandanas and for choreographing the movin' out moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Wan for being a great teacher who always pulls us together and thru stuff even though we're such a crappy/slack/idiotic bunch, and for being a really great n' tolerant teachr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tan for his screams of delight from the crowd during his solo (though I really don't know why...is he that good?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Siva for showing me that she wasn't a b*tch at all (which i thought so before) but actually a really cool and funky teacher haha! She's really cool with alot of stuff and willing to stay back with us to do up props since Mrs. Wan's always busy. Go Siva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm...and my parents who came and my sis who's really quite nice to me. Yeah...and Clem's sister who came also, Jerome's parents who ALSO came, and Hendra's, and aiyah the audience la. Mingyi + justin + Poon turned up O_o I was rather surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i'm currently ponning sch, cos i was so sleepy last night that by the time i got all that gel off my hair, it was wayyy past midnight and and i was already dead-beat. So i plopped down on my bed and promptly slept till 1030 this morning. Which is why I'm here typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmk its buh-bye fun hello to mugging now. Cya all arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I'll really really really miss choir when I'm gone &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693839-112105104352500068?l=theriverstyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/feeds/112105104352500068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693839&amp;postID=112105104352500068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112105104352500068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693839/posts/default/112105104352500068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theriverstyx.blogspot.com/2005/07/foa-over.html' title='FoA over!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03626024971945781970</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>
