<?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-7955594</id><updated>2011-07-11T03:11:12.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baaaa.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4515077873164753156</id><published>2008-10-10T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:16:41.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precision, Speed, Accuracy! POP LO!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Woah, it has been a long time. I guess I got lazy :D So yeah, 21 weeks are FINALLY (and I mean FINALLY FINALLY) over and I've completed my AISL training! NO MORE TRAINEE LIFE FOR ME,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255503273158995586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9MYdCLboI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rj9nT8E557w/s320/_DSC3624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                          BECAUSE 3SG SOO IS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Goodness, can you see the glee in my face, that freaking 3 stripes took me so long to obtain. Anyway pics galore coming right up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255505785659258162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9Oqs069TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/QEvk9POpqts/s320/_DSC3613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                               Putting on the stripes. I think my mum is more excited than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255505785176226418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9OqrBwenI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qOWdvcHj55g/s320/_DSC3619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                   Family pic without the bro, because he's holding the cam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255505792521662818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9OrGZC8WI/AAAAAAAAAEM/PuEvmCleQcM/s320/_DSC3620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dan asked me to point the rifle at him (BREACH OF SECURITY!) but all I could do was to act fierce.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255505799102850386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9Ore6H5VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UTzXs10Dgmk/s320/_DSC3627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                              Guangwei and I, my bunkmate since BMT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255509025144724178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9RnQ2cWtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BIH33EvAcAk/s320/_DSC3621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                             My taller self, and my normal self. THE TIME TRAVELLER'S WIFE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255509027003118338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9RnXxhMwI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k5voEY1WflA/s320/_DSC3634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                      Gangster swearing in ceremony. Nah, its just us reciting the Specialist Creed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255505798481240258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9Orcl64MI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eCPxnRSeIE0/s320/_DSC3661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                             My vehicle, the Bionix AFV 40/50 Variant. No, its not a TANK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255509031633790738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9RnpBjpxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/T9AH8xdUODA/s320/_DSC3697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                         Platoon 3 Section 3, the people that kept me going. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255509035714719186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9Rn4OhrdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iltkXsDtyc8/s320/_DSC3704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                             Section with our instructor Staff Ong, the quiet but garang dude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255509037030272482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9Rn9ILbeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CiCmfW6YASY/s320/_DSC3722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                  I don't know what to say about this... lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, those are a just a few of the nicer pics. I guess passing out as a 3SG comes with a bittersweet feeling. I am really going to miss trainee life, being able to screw up without bearing too much responsibility. It is only when you are a trainee that you get to share the ups and downs with your fellow coursemates, and bitch about the instructors and their hilarious training methods. I have to say that this course has been the best experience in army so far. I really learnt a lot, and I will miss everything about ATI/SOA/STW/BX. Haha. So yeah, here's to all the wonderful memories I've had as a trainee in BX course, and more to come in 46 SAR! (yep, that's the unit I've been posted to) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodbye for now, and I would think my next post will come only after I ORD, based on the current trend :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4515077873164753156?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4515077873164753156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4515077873164753156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4515077873164753156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4515077873164753156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2008/10/precision-speed-accuracy-pop-lo.html' title='Precision, Speed, Accuracy! POP LO!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SO9MYdCLboI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rj9nT8E557w/s72-c/_DSC3624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-5578663038426346329</id><published>2008-05-17T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:47:06.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWIFT AND DECISIVE WTFFFFFFFFF.</title><content type='html'>Hey all! Corporal Soo has finally completed BSLC today! After a totally disgusting and horrendous 28km route march through the night. The worst thing was having to MARCH straight into our parade right after the march since we were the last company to complete it. Needless to say I was dying. But oh well, I guess my Corporal rank was hard earned after all. Gonna miss ECHO coy and all the slack times we've had together. My platoon mates and all. WE ARE FROM ECHO COY ECHO COMPANY AH! Gonna miss doing the Echo warcry in the morning with Yiwi leading it. Never fails to make me laugh at how retarded the whole thing is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, I got posted to *drumrolls* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SC7hkuOsgZI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ux74YvddUVA/s1600-h/ARMOUR!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201342640660709778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SC7hkuOsgZI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ux74YvddUVA/s320/ARMOUR!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARMOUR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like ZOMG screwed. 21 week course to my 3 stripes AND on top of that I heard its damn xiong. God help me. I have no idea why so many of us got posted to Armour and Combat Engineer. So little Artillery/Provost/Airforce la! No idea how I am gonna survive the whole training in Sungei Gedong camp but on the bright side we'll get to learn new stuff. No more route marches for me I think! WOOHOO. Black beret here I come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I'm gonna try to plan my weekend properly so I get the most out of it, before I go back into hell :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-5578663038426346329?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/5578663038426346329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=5578663038426346329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/5578663038426346329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/5578663038426346329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2008/05/swift-and-decisive-wtfffffffff.html' title='SWIFT AND DECISIVE WTFFFFFFFFF.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SC7hkuOsgZI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ux74YvddUVA/s72-c/ARMOUR!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4139549760620680616</id><published>2008-04-13T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T05:23:56.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Pryde</title><content type='html'>Hello awesome readers, this week has been a hectic week for me. Had outfield training almost everyday, which translates to sleeping late and waking up early, having to endure freaking mosquitoes, and being smelly, sandy, wet and stinky for long periods of time. And its not over yet! This coming week I have to go back to the jungle again for my navigation exercise. Anyway, before this gets too depressing, let me introduce you to ELLEN PAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188692675032020658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SAHwfz_0drI/AAAAAAAAADU/cjNzEr4trTU/s320/ellen_page_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tadah. Pretty right. Okay, I think she's more cute than pretty but whatever. And she's only 21! Oh btw, she's the main actress from Juno. That's a good movie so you should go watch it too. She also acted as Shadowcat in X-men! TOO CUTEEEEEEE T_T Hahahahaha. I think NS makes me irrational. &lt;/p&gt;On another note, I watched We Will Rock You the musical with my family yesterday. Was a splendid treat. I think the whole thing educated everyone there on the greatness of old school ROCK. Haha. The voices of the performers were freaking powerful PLS. And the band was just... downright rocking. Couldn't hear any mistakes at all for the guitar solos and everything. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Other than that my bookout was pretty boring. Seeing the OCS dudes today was fun though. Missed them quite a bit. Shit NS makes me gay too. Hahahaha! Now, let's hope I get Silver for my IPPT diagnostic test this week so I don't get corrective training on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then, (soon to be - but Corporal first) 3SG Soo signing out :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4139549760620680616?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4139549760620680616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4139549760620680616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4139549760620680616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4139549760620680616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2008/04/kitty-pryde.html' title='Kitty Pryde'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/SAHwfz_0drI/AAAAAAAAADU/cjNzEr4trTU/s72-c/ellen_page_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-3702276347121663012</id><published>2008-03-22T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T10:34:38.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to civilisation, and I'm off again.</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL. Oh man. Been such a long time since I've touched this blog. Anyway as everyone knows already, I've passed out of BMT long ago. Next I'll be going to SISPEC (School Of Infantry Specialists - for those girls who don't know like JESS haha) to train. I guess I'll make new friends and have more retarded times, the course is gonna be a long 6 months. A part of me tells me "WA YOU DAMN HENG GO SISPEC NO BRUNEI NO JCC LIKE OCS" but another tells me that "walau you go sispec for what, all your church friends in ocs!". Haha I guess its all part of the tradeoff :/ I'll be lonely on Sundays when the OCS ppl are confined. But that leaves me with more time to commit to church related stuff I think. Just gotta see what God wants from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pics from my POP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180610989387290338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-U6Py3qFuI/AAAAAAAAACc/0FxhlIsyh6Q/s320/_DSC0104_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Parents and I. PRIVATE TIMOTHY SOO ZHI REN REPORTING FOR DUTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180611002272192258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-U6Qi3qFwI/AAAAAAAAACs/ufiZTNY2rbI/s320/_DSC0127_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;POP LOH! I'm not in this pic, I was at the back ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180611006567159570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-U6Qy3qFxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/t-O4EByR7eU/s320/_DSC0153_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Presenting the retarded section 3 with Sgt Fauzie whose favourite phrase is HULLY AHP! (hurry up. lol) We spent the last night trying to scare Wee Beng by crawling under his bed and shaking it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180610997977224946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-U6QS3qFvI/AAAAAAAAACk/TdAYDYsSFYk/s320/_DSC0110_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And since Oliver has his NS poster boy photo, I should have mine too eh. Don't laugh la, a guy like me can dream right? SAF PLS CHOOSE ME OK. MAYBE THE PAYMENT CAN BE INSTANT ORD :D (see my photo I smile until so happy - BMTC rocks!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If anyone was wondering where I disappeared during most of my block leave, it would be explained in the photos below. I was actually attached to the Pro Bono Services Office at the Subordinate Courts. Basically I wanted to see how lawyers work and stuff, and visit the courts. The entire experience was an eye opener for me, to see how many people needed help from lawyers and could not afford it. Oh well, if I get into law I shall see what I can do about it :D (waaaa big words. must get into law first then talk.. :/) Anyway, I'll let the pictures do the talking!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180618114738034466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-VAui3qFyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ymc_ChfPcHo/s320/SN150611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Woo office attire! Presenting the nice logo :D shinyyy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180618123327969074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-VAvC3qFzI/AAAAAAAAADE/MqzL0XQH6h8/s320/SN150614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Colleagues of different ages and sizes. Lol @ Rufus. Fun and really friendly people to work with! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180618136212870978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-VAvy3qF0I/AAAAAAAAADM/n364k58AUCg/s320/SN150624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And how could I forget.. the big boss! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep, thats all for now. TIME TO SLEEP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-3702276347121663012?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/3702276347121663012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=3702276347121663012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3702276347121663012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3702276347121663012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-to-civilisation-and-im-off-again.html' title='Back to civilisation, and I&apos;m off again.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R-U6Py3qFuI/AAAAAAAAACc/0FxhlIsyh6Q/s72-c/_DSC0104_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-6619862716316575186</id><published>2008-01-09T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T08:04:47.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Position: DEFENDER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R4TwEL6M0mI/AAAAAAAAACM/6sUOaE4GexU/s1600-h/100_1404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153507828325732962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R4TwEL6M0mI/AAAAAAAAACM/6sUOaE4GexU/s320/100_1404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 RECRUIT SOO REPORTING FOR DUTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello all. This is gonna be my last post before I join the ranks of MEN! To defend all you helpless people at home :D So much for independence eh. My dad had to pack my bag for me because I couldn't squeeze all my shit in. My mum give me all sorts of medication to bring, can become medic liao! Nasal spray, clarinase, strepsils, lao sai pills, inhaler, mosquito patch, lip balm, enervon (some vitamin c thing) and biocal (calcium pills) WOO! Hope I didn't forget anything though. I brought 10 sets of underwear because I lazy wash :p Haha. Anyway, it is quite amusing to label all your stuff (scared ppl kope). Kept writing "T"s on everything. Even on my phone battery! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, wanted to thank the BEAUTIFUL PRETTY KIND LOVING SWEET CARING WONDERFUL LOG girls for organising the "secret dinner party" at jes's house. Haha. The henna on my foot is almost gone though ): Will miss you all so please keep LOG going while we are away and force us to come down for session no matter how tired we are! Above all, please keep us in your prayers. (Especially for the thing about not using vulgarities :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been quite nice. Seeing people being concerned about me going into army and all. So thank you to all who have made the past week so KEWWWWWL. I've been going out everyday except today! Must spend quality time with family. See I so good boy right (: OKAY. I shall end the post now. I expect this blog to be dead for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all female friends (and gay friends who don't have to go for army but I hope I have none): You will have to bear with a lonely Timothy Soo Zhi Ren for the next 2 years, so please be understanding when he smses you at night because he MISSES you. And it will be good to have some nice smses from time to time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all! See you when I'm BOTAK. And as Oliver says, Stay Cool, We Will Defend You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153507832620700274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R4TwEb6M0nI/AAAAAAAAACU/ALQKdy9Fmn4/s320/100_1402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Presenting to you: The people who will be in charge of national security!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-6619862716316575186?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6619862716316575186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=6619862716316575186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6619862716316575186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6619862716316575186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2008/01/position-defender.html' title='Position: DEFENDER!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R4TwEL6M0mI/AAAAAAAAACM/6sUOaE4GexU/s72-c/100_1404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-8660324900406207233</id><published>2007-12-08T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T02:45:03.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mixing Pot of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Hello all! (let's hope some deranged soul still checks out my blog every now and then, hoping to find an update) I shall not say I have not updated for a long time even though I know I haven't, and that at the same time have nothing to write here anymore. But that's not the point. The point is that I'm gonna be flying off to Perth this sunday ): Sad face is not that I'm sad to go Perth. Sad cuz I'll miss people/things in Singapore. Like my Hellgate London. OMG I'M SO CLOSE TO COMPLETING IT!!! Okay sorry for the outburst. And yes, perhaps I'll miss my friends. Maybe only la. Depends on who somemore. LOL. And I guess my temporary departure from Singapore FINALLY warrants an update on this poor blog in case anyone misses me. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a recap of what has happened since the last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Levels are dead and gone. No one really cares about what happened, and I don't care about the results (yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays have started. Days have been wasted. My so called plan to exercise and to turn my body into a deadly sexy hot bod has failed. So far I have only completed 1 day of exercise :D GO SOO! Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet has passed! A bit of a mixup in the dates which led us to spend 1 day at Sinhwee's house. Amusing incident, but fun nonetheless. Again, 06s38 sucks at eating BBQed food, and sucks even more at watching horror movies. I admit, I'm like a super humji dog. But guys like matthew, joshua, david and john are just as bad/worse. During all the scary parts we will be like staring at the ground/playing games on our hps/closing eyes/whining about turning the tv off. Very hilarious experience anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. And prom has passed too. Too fast actually. After preparing for so long (God knows how long I took to buy my stuff - Orchard sucks) and the gruelling jamming sessions, the night seemed too short. But DYAM. At least everyone looked good. I think VJ ppl have a flair for dressing up and all that. Was fun taking pictures and all. Doing stupid things too. Like chanting for Chin Ann's girlfriend to kiss him on stage, which she did. Getting Deon to wear the blue ranger mask up the stage to shake Felicia Chin's hand after winning air tickets, AND then getting Joshua to don the pink ranger mask to go up too. Uh, class people running up the stage after The Next Toy Store performed and thrusting fake flowers into our faces, with John falling OFF the stage and getting a damn bloody big bruise on his thigh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Time for PEEEKS! (wtf I'm like in bimbo speech now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv5Sqy-sI/AAAAAAAAABE/4YWqVGYDpXM/s1600-h/DSCF0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544954651409090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv5Sqy-sI/AAAAAAAAABE/4YWqVGYDpXM/s320/DSCF0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Next Toy Store. From R-L: Loser guitarist :D, Drummer, Vocalist w chicken pox, THE BEST BASSIST EVER *cough*, pro guitarist but loser in the end cuz he had no SDD ticket! K guys, you know I'm joking right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv5yqy-tI/AAAAAAAAABM/0RcyVFedynY/s1600-h/IMG_2266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544963241343698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv5yqy-tI/AAAAAAAAABM/0RcyVFedynY/s320/IMG_2266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GOGO POWER RANGERS! Green ranger pwnz all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv6Sqy-uI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wzeojo8pQrk/s1600-h/IMG_2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544971831278306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv6Sqy-uI/AAAAAAAAABU/Wzeojo8pQrk/s320/IMG_2313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guys with Felicia Chin. She obviously likes pink ranger ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv6yqy-vI/AAAAAAAAABc/I_jNA0bN6Vg/s1600-h/IMG_2363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544980421212914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv6yqy-vI/AAAAAAAAABc/I_jNA0bN6Vg/s320/IMG_2363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh. Dashing young romeos? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv7Cqy-wI/AAAAAAAAABk/Xol_Z4VIgws/s1600-h/IMG_2369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544984716180226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv7Cqy-wI/AAAAAAAAABk/Xol_Z4VIgws/s320/IMG_2369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting the sexy class of 06S38!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141547067775318802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1px0Sqy-xI/AAAAAAAAABs/Rpux0d3mnyY/s320/IMG_2386.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The dashing guys of 06S38. All killer smile ah.. girls watch out. T_T Except John. LOOK AT THAT RETARDED FACE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141547076365253410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1px0yqy-yI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HfUzL_12xoU/s320/IMG_2388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The pretty girls of 06S38! Sialar like posing for magazine photo shoot like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141547080660220722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1px1Cqy-zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0snOjJLJu0c/s320/IMG_2390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The gays. Don't you think they look like hippies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141547089250155330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1px1iqy-0I/AAAAAAAAACE/2tix4tI4vwg/s320/IMG_2376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last but not least.. more power ranger awesomeness! WOOHOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, if anyone is wondering, our prom theme this year was Masquerade. Explains a lot huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES I'M FINALLY DONE UPDATING. Bye all, pray that I have a safe trip to Perth, I'll see you all on the 16th!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-8660324900406207233?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8660324900406207233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=8660324900406207233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8660324900406207233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8660324900406207233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/12/mixing-pot-of-thoughts.html' title='The Mixing Pot of Thoughts'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/R1pv5Sqy-sI/AAAAAAAAABE/4YWqVGYDpXM/s72-c/DSCF0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-3440121195345547313</id><published>2007-09-20T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:00:32.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Post Prelim Symptoms</title><content type='html'>YOYOYOYOYO. I'm back. Whew. It's been a crazy 2 weeks, damn tiring to say the least. Well, tmr is the last paper for prelims! Finally. Can get some well deserved rest at last. Been having headaches the past few days.. I mug too much liao :D But I cannot stand it, mug also cannot do well. Chem mcq today was damn shitty man! Got one portion out of 10 questions I get 6 wrong yayayayayay. Aye, but I shall not dwell on sad things but think happy thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, but the feeling sucks now man. Its like you expect to be happy and all that prelims are finally over but I don't feel anything. In fact, I feel DAMN bored. Maybe the thought of the A levels looming around the corner (40 days+!) dampens my mood. ): EMO. Haha. At least there are things to look forward to.. like Arsenal vs Derby on Saturday, stayover at hoon's house, CHURCH on Sunday and possible (plspls) log outing. Yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, church is a happy place man. Its like, I did some flag day thing for the Yellow Ribbon Project last Sunday, and even though it was my first time doing, it wasn't so bad afterall. I mean, church people are damn nice! You don't even have to say anything and they approach you with a smile and try to stuff $2/5/10 into this small little slit (which I think is only meant for coins). Haha. Much better than outside man! Heard horror stories from friends saying that they had to top up the cans with their own coins just so they could return it without feeling so pai seh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I suck at blogging. Really cannot think of what to type. Then again I just watched some Channel U show about blogging. ROFL YES ITS IN CHINESE. But I only watched it because Xiaxue and Steven Lim aka chicken pie man were on it. And boy, were they duking it out. Slamming each other left right centre. And Xiaxue actually doesn't have a real job, she just lives of the income her blog brings her. Shitz man. I think if anyone should make money it should be Steven Lim. His videos are.. midly entertaining but majorly disgusting. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just remembered. My condo is under the enbloc invasion. Screwed man, seriously. My godfather says there is a 50% chance that the enbloc will be successful. But what the hell is wrong with Singaporeans, SO DAMN MONEY MINDED. Enbloc here enbloc there. Must as well go flatten every single condo in Singapore la. Make money by selling your existing unit, but you'll still have to pay more for a new house since property rates are so high now. AND, Kensington Park is such an ownage place to live in! Walking distance to Gardens, Sgn North Ave 1, Church. If I really have to move out my heart will break. I guess I've always been taking my home for granted. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever it is, EVERYONE SHOULD GO LISTEN TO THE KILLERS. I know I laggy la, but Mr. Brightside is too good a song already. Gogogogo indie pop! (is that what they call it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Byebye, time to mug biooooooooooooooooooooooooooo LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-3440121195345547313?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/3440121195345547313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=3440121195345547313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3440121195345547313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3440121195345547313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/09/almost-post-prelim-symptoms.html' title='Almost Post Prelim Symptoms'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-7468656884037216441</id><published>2007-08-29T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:52:27.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nowifeel.</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  Woweee finally updating in the middle of preparations for prelims. 1.5 weeks to go.. been trying to study my ass off. I guess it gets more unproductive as the days pass. But just gotta hang in there till this damn thing is over.. and then I'll go mad with jamming, bassing, jumping, running, shopping?, sleeping, EATING.. and a million other things. BEFORE I go "training to be soldiers, fight for our land.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have you all seen the latest Sony ad that is headlining its Nowifeel campaign? Something about all Sony products being interconnected or some shiz. You don't have to understand that but you have GOT to see the video. I think the model is pretty. (WAWAWEWA something soo doesn't say very often) Hahahahaha. She's like mix blood until cannot mix already. Norwegien, German, Chinese and dunno what else? Yeah, I like her hair (: And she's not stick thin like THOSE other models. Pfft. You can watch the video here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3mAGX31yV4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3mAGX31yV4&lt;/a&gt; Oh btw she has a damn weird name, Xian Mikol Quon. Don't ask me how I got that. I'll tell you, I tried to google, wiki, friendster, and myspace. Finally found the stupid profile on some modelsdirectionary. Talk about a waste of time when I'm supposed to be studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, the best thing today was I think I injured some nerve near my knee, while trying to juggle a stupid soccer ball at home. I DUNNO WHY I'M SO NOOB AND WEAK ): Now I'm like limping around the house and I can't climb the stairs properly. Really hope it heals soon so I don't return to school like some injured dog. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't visit my friendster profile. You'll get some damned porn (yes porn) virus that just attaches itself to your profile. You can get it just by VISITING the stupid page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, MUG YOURSELVES SILLY MY FRIENDS! (And all the best having prelims now, my prayers are with you.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-7468656884037216441?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7468656884037216441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=7468656884037216441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/7468656884037216441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/7468656884037216441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/08/nowifeel.html' title='nowifeel.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4748695311683454357</id><published>2007-08-10T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:27:35.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kris thing.</title><content type='html'>Instruction : Each player of this game starts off with five things they like about their bodies. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own the five things they love about their bodies as well. Start every line with "I love...because...". I assure you, you might just surprise yourself by how difficult it is to come up with this list. At the end you must choose as many people as you'd like to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.&lt;br /&gt;1) I love my hair because it is so damn curly and thick i can look like a malay and chinese at the same time and sometimes the beatles when it is long! AND i'll never become bald.&lt;br /&gt;2) I love my eyebrows because they are so thick and manly (cough cough) and they make me look like aladdin.&lt;br /&gt;3) I love my jawbone because it is juts out so much and exudes an aura of sexiness (right anne? :D)&lt;br /&gt;4)I love my ears because i have large earlobes which makes me look like a happy buddha (this is not meant to offend anyone!)&lt;br /&gt;5) I love my dimples because no one seems to notice them but when they do they keep asking me to smile to show them -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NICE SO I SHALL NOT TAG ANYONE. But anyone who is bored enough may do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4748695311683454357?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4748695311683454357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4748695311683454357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4748695311683454357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4748695311683454357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/08/kris-thing_10.html' title='The kris thing.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4674257187694160159</id><published>2007-08-10T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:21:21.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kris thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4674257187694160159?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4674257187694160159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4674257187694160159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4674257187694160159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4674257187694160159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/08/kris-thing.html' title='The kris thing.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-5622570261409701208</id><published>2007-08-08T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:44:35.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EPA EPA!</title><content type='html'>Why do birds suddenly appear&lt;br /&gt;Every time you are near?&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do stars fall down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Every time you walk by?&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that you were born&lt;br /&gt;The angels got together&lt;br /&gt;And decided to create a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold&lt;br /&gt;And starlight in your eyes of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why all the girls in town&lt;br /&gt;Follow you all around.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that you were born&lt;br /&gt;The angels got together&lt;br /&gt;And decided to create a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold&lt;br /&gt;And starlight in your eyes of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why all the girls in town&lt;br /&gt;Follow you all around.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me (Just like me)&lt;br /&gt;They long to be&lt;br /&gt;Close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL SONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-5622570261409701208?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/5622570261409701208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=5622570261409701208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/5622570261409701208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/5622570261409701208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/08/epa-epa.html' title='EPA EPA!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4374762183239938624</id><published>2007-07-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:38:40.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw a house!</title><content type='html'>Hello people! David let me do some spastic quiz thing in which you draw a house (can colour too!) and it is supposed to tell you your personality. So here is mine: "Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be. You are not a romantic person by nature. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself." Interesting eh? Quite true I suppose. I AM NOT A ROMANTIC PERSON BY NATURE ZOMG LOLOLOLOL! Everybody go try! drawahouse.com. You can view my house here! - &lt;a href="http://drawahouse.com/houses/show.asp?houseID=534826&amp;houseHash=42248123aeabe5c3099541c463fb5b97"&gt;http://drawahouse.com/houses/show.asp?houseID=534826&amp;amp;houseHash=42248123aeabe5c3099541c463fb5b97&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me talk about my favourite subject again. Music. Yes. So the story goes like this.. recently I've been listening to quite a few mainstream songs trying to decide what to play for SDD auditions (btw we're quite screwed for this cuz we haven't had proper jamming hahahaha) when I chanced upon... *gasp* FALL OUT BOY! Haha. Kill me for saying this but BASED ON THEIR RECORDINGS, they had some pretty nice songs. But their live performances are a different matter altogether. Anyway the nice stuff ain't the overplayed shit aka thanks for the memories/this ain't a scene.. go listen to the take over, the break's over! NICE. But so many people say okay only. I guess there must be SOME good in the drummer, guitarist and bassist coming from hardcore/metalcore bands then. Doing all the spins and stuff. They are a fun band to watch. I can't stand bands that just stand rooted to one spot playing a really energetic song. Totally kills the mood and it is B-O-R-I-N-G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to my dabblings on my bass. Goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4374762183239938624?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4374762183239938624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4374762183239938624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4374762183239938624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4374762183239938624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/07/draw-house.html' title='Draw a house!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-2754148968707207761</id><published>2007-07-25T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T08:09:16.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEGAKILL!</title><content type='html'>Oh man. I can't believe I am doing this. I must be bored. UPDATING TWICE IN TWO DAYS?! Ahahahha. This could very well be a revival.. or just false hope for my LOYAL *coughcough* blog readers who would abandon Xiaxue's blog for mine. Right. I have no idea what I am updating for though, because I have almost nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I really should stop swearing so frequently. Just realised that I've been spewing Fs for quite awhile now ): Evil me. Hahaha. I just can't control myself when I feel frustrated. Especially at math homework (refer: today, COMPLEX NUMBERS 2 TUTORIAL, literally complex). Quite dumb actually, cursing at an inanimate object. But still, GOTTA STOP! So please ask me to shut up if you catch me cursing. *puts on holy face and smile* 0=) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, time for a little advertisement. The Serangoon District Churches are collaborating together to organise a youth rally called Shine Jesus Shine on the 25th of August, it is on a Saturday from 8 till about 10 plus. Hope I got the details right, I'm supposedly part of the planning team but I haven't been doing much (Okay I am a slacker ):) but at least I'm promoting it right! Haha. So yeah it'll be free and will have great praise and worship, sharing, and adoration of the blessed sacrament! The real deal is right here. SO anybody interested just tell me alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessss. I've been listening to a lot of electronica/ambient music recently. Not sure if I'm describing that correctly but it is mainly songs by Frou Frou, a collaboration between Imogen Heap and another guy. Really cool stuff, good on the ears which are exposed to too much screaming, pounding drum beats, bone crushing guitar rifts and booming basslines. Heh. Go check out the song Let Go by Frou Frou, damn nice SIAL! Heard of it at the SAJC dance concert. Somehow they like to dance to electronica stuff. But it is a nice combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's beauty in the breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No not the hardcore breakdowns, if that was what you were thinking.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-2754148968707207761?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2754148968707207761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=2754148968707207761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/2754148968707207761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/2754148968707207761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/07/megakill.html' title='MEGAKILL!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-8713245757632607883</id><published>2007-07-24T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:38:09.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world. Timothy Soo is ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am very much alive and kicking. ZOMG. That's all I can say for not updating for 1 month plus. I am absolutely lazy. Even though I'm online every night I can't be bothered to go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; to sign in. Bah. But oh well, Kris prompted me to blog so here I am (don't wanna make my faithful blog readers emo la). Oh yes, went for Kris dance concert on Saturday and it was good. Didn't know dolphins could dance so well! FROU FROU FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished having math tuition though (yes I finally have some tuition for this stinking subject).. 2hrs+ of hardcore math. But that's besides the point. The point is I'm tired but I'm still updating and that shows how nice I am :D Damn. I am rambling already, WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BLOGGING SKILL! Anyway if any of you have been wondering how I did for my CTs well, I did quite well. But of course it was by God's grace that it happened. Right now I'm trying NOT to get complacent (I can hear Hoon going "cocky lil bastard") and to keep up with the bloody tutorials. How to study when you can't finish tutorials!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw all the guys in my class have been stuck to our handphones.. playing pokemon. Red, blue, yellow or crystal. You name it we have it. Been playing through lectures and all. damn amusing, considering you see one whole line of people pressing their handphones while "listening". John is sick, he completed both blue and crystal within 24hrs each. I am only halfway through blue and I have clocked 11+ hrs already ): ZOMG ME POKEMON NOOB. Nvm, still a long way more to prelims to play :D Wahahaha. And the girls have been calling us faggots for playing pokemon. But hell no, real men play pokemon. Real men have metapods which can use string shot (Unlike Joshua's). Real men can catch mew. Real men can play through lectures without getting caught. Real men can play through lectures without getting caught and pay attention at the same time. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. session last Sunday turned out well. I guess all the time spent planning paid off. Not without the Holy Spirit's help of course! YAY and LOG is split into 4 different cell groups now. I'm with Sim, Mark, Joan and Rice. Whee. LOG BEST CELL GROUP! Rofl. Interesting bunch of people as Sim puts it, we'll see how it goes! This could very well be a revival of my prayer life. WELL IT BETTER BE. Half a year has past and I don't think I've grown much spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. This post sounds like an emo post. What happened to the retarded Soo that could joke at everything! I hope he's just tired and resting. Don't worry he'll come back tmr! Haha. Goodness. I seriously suck at blogging already. EMO EMO GO AWAY COME AGAIN ANOTHER DAY! COME ON, emotional resilience 8/10, I can do better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-8713245757632607883?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8713245757632607883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=8713245757632607883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8713245757632607883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8713245757632607883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-world-timothy-soo-is-alive.html' title='Hello world. Timothy Soo is ALIVE!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-8852460603812278282</id><published>2007-06-17T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T09:03:50.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAH WOOOOOO I AM BACK. Okay, finally updating after that ass David asked me too. And partly because it IS father's day today. Wanna know what I've been up to? Mugging my ass off. But it has been slowing down these few days. Damned weather is so cooling which makes it SOOOOO nice to sleep. Cannot resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since it is Father's Day today I would just like to dedicate this post to my DAD (not like he'll ever read this anyway.. but still) who I just realised is one heck of a cool guy. Let me see, he is MORE tech savvy than me - He fixes the comp whenever it screws up, is infatuated with ipods and ipod accessories, knows how to buy music online, is a photoshop pro etc. Not to mention his obsession with taking pictures and buying like mega expensive lenses (1k ZOMG) and upgrading the comp frequently. Oh did I mention he loves his music too? Jazz and the likes AND thus he gets all the cool audio stuff, like new speakers. And recently he just got the SCV cable recording thing. SO YES I CAN NOW RECORD JUSTICE LEAGUE EVERYNIGHT! &lt;3 Coooool right. My dad rocks :D Hahaha. And of course on top of that he really cares for the family (cue - everyone go AWWWWWWWWWWWWW) So yay! Praise God for all the wonderful dad's we have fellow kiddos! Better be more appreciative of them! (I for one, am guilty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. back to mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-8852460603812278282?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8852460603812278282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=8852460603812278282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8852460603812278282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8852460603812278282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-7091187799360150263</id><published>2007-05-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T07:43:57.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect (:</title><content type='html'>Woohoo just got Perfect Fifth pics from Cosiety, courtesy of photosoc! Nice pics. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi8h8GmCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fG31NTj9OGI/s1600-h/504024085_6c9d7f06d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068136116461672482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi8h8GmCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fG31NTj9OGI/s320/504024085_6c9d7f06d0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            The nice concert book cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi8h8GmDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kNMjzV9w1kc/s1600-h/504024085_6c9d7f06d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi8x8GmEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WpwaRkhokys/s1600-h/504025693_1783637fe7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068136120756639810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi8x8GmEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WpwaRkhokys/s320/504025693_1783637fe7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Rocking out to Back in Black by AC/DC, Me, Timo, Taufiq and Khairi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi9B8GmFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4dLpE4KEFxA/s1600-h/504025265_d8b8efc3b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068136125051607122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi9B8GmFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4dLpE4KEFxA/s320/504025265_d8b8efc3b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Uh, sexy bass anyone? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi9R8GmGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VgjuYDYScpA/s1600-h/504027057_ff45a4a837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068136129346574434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi9R8GmGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VgjuYDYScpA/s320/504027057_ff45a4a837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Hotel California acoustic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload more, heh. For more pics go visit Cosiety! Today was cool. Hockey finals, VJ v.s SA! 1-0, we're champions! And soccer boys won against SA 2-1, for third placing. Poor SA. Hahaha. Congrats to all the players (and substitutes alike :D) THANKS FOR GIVING US THE FULL DAY! School is gonna be sad tmr, with almost no one going. POTC POTC POTC! Gonna catch it tmr. It better be good! Alrighty, I'm off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-7091187799360150263?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7091187799360150263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=7091187799360150263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/7091187799360150263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/7091187799360150263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfect.html' title='perfect (:'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/RlWi8h8GmCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fG31NTj9OGI/s72-c/504024085_6c9d7f06d0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4224598117205121224</id><published>2007-05-22T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:32:13.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECT fifth. damn right baby.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty. Perfect Fifth was a mother big freaking fun night! Was a success man, totally. From like less than 30% sales 3 days away from the concert to about 75% on the day itself. No mean feat. I think our J1s are imba selling monsters. This just proves that girls are at least 5 times better than guys at selling things. I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, concert time! I was bloody nervous before the concert, sitting backstage. Omg. Worse than last year, worse than all my 4 years in SJIMB playing for Renaissance. But at least after playing the first piece I didn't feel nervous anymore. Weird man. So we blazed past the first half, only screwing up a little :x SORRY LA OKAY ITS ME I CANNOT DO MY RUNS ): bass strings too fat. hahaha. And then it was the 2nd half. Zomg. Stress stress my band was the first one to play. But at least we had our Freddie masks to cover our faces. Wahaha. Khairi suggested it becuase we would THINK that people can't recognise us (but obviously everyone can) thus enabling us to perform seemingly stupid moves such as headbanging. And so we did. Headbanging and all (albeit to a controlled extent) until my neck hurt the next day. So we played Back in Black by AC/DC and I Will Survive by Cake. Taufiq was a monster, his guitar solo at the end of I Will Survive was the epitome of wanking. Indeed. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward! Shall not bore you with the descriptions of what we played and stuff. You just gotta know, it was good. Only screwed thing was that the air con broke down halfway. I could literally see people fanning themselves with their programme booklets. Hahaha. Concert ended on a really good note with us doing a really good Brazillian Street Dance run and with Genrong (ZOMG -fangirl faints-) singing You Raise Me Up. Imba indeed, even Jasmine Cheong couldn't maintain. ROFL. She was going RED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to all who came, and thank you for shouting all the random shit like "EH DOGGG!", "STOP UMCHIOING LA SOO", "YOU NOOB!", "TIM SOO!" blah blah. All dogs sia you! Pics will come another day because some ppl (SKIPPY) refuse to send me pics. Oh well. But I guess I'll be missing guitar alot. Never thought I would but I am now. 2 years, so quickly. No more guitar practices ): Thanks all for making this journey a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIRATES WITH S38 ON FRIDAY WOOHOO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4224598117205121224?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4224598117205121224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4224598117205121224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4224598117205121224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4224598117205121224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfect-fifth-damn-right-baby.html' title='PERFECT fifth. damn right baby.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-7836319783516430937</id><published>2007-05-14T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T09:37:11.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 13. LESSTHANTHREE! (:</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. looks like my blog is deader than a doorknob. Anyway, guess what day was it yesterday! MOTHER'S DAY! Hahahaha. And my birthday of course. Nothing special happened but it was a good day nonetheless. I enjoy simple things (: All the wishes, hugs, smses really made my day. Thank you all classmates, guitar people, loggers, churchies, sji ppl, vj ppl, PARENTS! and other friends from like pri school etc. Really nice feeling seeing all the smses drop into your inbox. Hahahaha. I must be crazy. So happy over small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm 18 already. I don't wanna grow up so fast. Seriously, I haven't had enough fun yet. Still many more years of crap talking and prank playing for me ): 18 is like.. so old. Can drink, drive, smoke, watch m-18 movies and have sex. Interesting. I guess for me I would think that being 18 should not be an excuse to do all that. Bad bad bad things.. except driving I guess. NO CLUBBING! (tsk tsk debo) Wahahha. Okay, this post is seriously screwed cuz I wanted to type some intellectual thinky stuff but my brain and eyes are totally fried from guitar practice. Sorry guys, this post stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special shoutout to 06s38 for getting me the DISCONTINUED boss fz-3 fuzz pedal. You guys simply rock. I mean, wth I never heard of getting a pedal from your friends as a present?! Coolio. THANK YOU ALL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSTHANTHREE! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-7836319783516430937?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7836319783516430937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=7836319783516430937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/7836319783516430937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/7836319783516430937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-13-lessthanthree.html' title='May 13. LESSTHANTHREE! (:'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-6654843755493638914</id><published>2007-04-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T09:34:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG ROTTEN BLOG!</title><content type='html'>omg. DEAD BLOG. I have no idea what made me so bloody lazy but I finally told myself to overcome that mental barrier. Seems to me that life is so routine now. Work work and more work. I'm becoming a GOOD BOY. Been doing most if not all my tutorials nowadays :D (BE PROUD OF ME PPL!) Wahahaha. But it is draining. Sleeping earlier and earlier. No more late nights for me ): because I cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Guitar Ensemble got Gold for SYF (yaya old news but I still have to say right?) I guess we were all expecting something higher but I guess as long as we had fun shouting HAH! Lol. Harmoc got Gold too and Dance + Strings both got GWH. Congrats to all of them. IMBA! Oh, GUITAR ENSEMBLE'S PERFECT FIFTH CONCERT is on the 18th of May. Please come and support us, if not me. Hahaha. We're playing really fun stuff (minimal classical songs - like 2?) like Hotel California Unplugged, Back in Black by AC/DC, Penny and Me tonight by Hanson. Aiyah, just alot of songs you will know lah. SO COME DOWN! I'll be playing bass for most of the songs. Okay actually all, even the classical stuff. FIND ME FOR TICKETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. Yes. I got my new baby. MIJ Fender Jazz Bass. Totally sexy. Have been busting my fingers trying to learn how to slap and pop. Am getting better at it but still not clean and loud enough. Oh well. This year sucks because THERE IS NOOOOO TIME TO PLAY ENOUGH BASS ): Boohoohoo. Then next year it is army. Maybe I'll get into Pes C then I'll be able to play bass everyday. But then again I'll come out of army fat and weak while all my buddies will be fit and strong. EEEE DONWAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this post is retarded. Really crap now. My family is watching the Pursui of Happyness now and I am avoiding it. I don't know why. I can't stand watching sad shows. Haha. Seeing Will Smith getting all the shit thrown at him is majorly sad. I rather watch dumb fighting shows like Spiderman 3. MAY FIRST!!!! WHEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, yesterday I was watching videos on youtube which supposedly teaches you how to scream. Right. I tried and it sounded more like I was a dying pig. Practice makes perfect I suppose. Just hope my vocal chords are not killed in the process. And for those metal heads out there who are just about to flame me for listening to bands like Underoath.. let me tell you that metal bands do scream too. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my work now.. Chemical Kinetics? Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-6654843755493638914?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6654843755493638914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=6654843755493638914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6654843755493638914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6654843755493638914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/04/zomg-rotten-blog.html' title='ZOMG ROTTEN BLOG!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-3245485438652991995</id><published>2007-04-14T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T04:26:03.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicfest and the likes.</title><content type='html'>I know I know, haven't been updated. LAZY+BEEN MUGGING. Wahahahaha. Anw, just got back our PW results yesterday. Praise God for allowing my entire group get a motherbig A!!!! Wahahahaha. To quote amanda, "we win the numbers game". We pulled it off man, being the smallest group in class. I think our class is rather imba.. all of us got As except for 2 of my classmates who got Bs. Honestly, I think that these 2 classmates definitely deserve an A too, for all the work and effort they put in. This is why the MOE should just stop this ridiculous thing called PW. Someone can work his ASS off and not do as well as a person who does not contribute much. It happened right in my class. Disgusting really. And it doesn't mean by getting an A I will stop hating Project Work. At least VJ is owning at it, I heard SA only 1% got A. WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I went to watch Musicfest last night. A big thank you to Isabelle (b_mbo queen!) for selling me her tickets. MY SAVIOUR :D It just pisses me off that Musicfest tickets are so bloody expensive in the black market. I mean, 20 bucks per piece? And some idiots are actually willing to pay that amount. Worse part is, when your FRIENDS try to sell you their musicfest tickets at outrageous prices. So much for friendship eh? Why does everyone want money so friggin badly. It is seriously SO pathetic. Humans are disgusting eh. We are the only creatures on earth who are so screwed up. Sorry if you think I am overeacting. But the truth is this. If a few dollars is worth more to you than a few years of friendship I say: you are pathetic. No offence to anyone though, these are just my principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Musicfest was okay. I guess to me the one last year was better. The atmosphere was more.. charged. I think. Vocals this year weren't that spectacular. But of course, Oliver was good WITH my guitar (wahahahah) and Gen Rong obviously owned. And made all the girls in the PT fall in love with him. Vocal group, Caron and Sindhu were really good. Felt that their voices are really suited for harmonisation and stuff. MTV! I really thought that the House Comm one deserved to win, much work behind the scenes with the awesome editing. And it generated the most laughs. Dance, all the groups were cool. The Indian group was imba with all their slick Michael Jackson-ish moves. And then there was Poetic License with Althea and Wanyoong! Yay. They really improved since the auditions. Oh yeah, the guest performers (VJ's dance ENSEMBLE) did their SYF piece. Woah. I was blown away man, it is daaamn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the highly anticipated (by me at least) BAND CATEGORY. Toxic Waltz (more commonly known as Shiva's band) played Wickerman by Iron Maiden. The sing along part was way cool. Only thing that they lacked the.. um.. killer metal power. Like BRUTAAALLLLLL! Not shiok. But props to them to sticking to their guns and not playing some other mainstream shit. Respect. Next was 6 sig fig (more commonly known as the VS band). They played HORRORS of HORRORS: leaving on a jet plane. No comments. Last but not least were the Camels. Definintely the most popular of the lot. James Guk is a monster on drums, looks like he's on steroids. I liked their leather jackets and pants. Hahahaha. They played Vertigo by U2 and won. Yeah. OH YES. Then they had the teachers band. Mr Wong can play guitar O_O WAHAHHA. Guess what, they did I will survive by Cake. I was like WTHHHH OUR SONG. My band considered playing that song at auditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I guess Musicfest was okay. Just didn't live up to all the hype and overrated crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the damn quiz thing Daniel Soh plagued me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am supposed to write 6 weird things about myself. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have terrible sinus, I can sneeze like 10 times in a row. Disgusting, and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have extra bones in various parts of my body. Like in my shoulders, elbows and knees. At the joints la. Doesn't affect me but I have a checkup this coming Friday!&lt;br /&gt;3) I CANNOT navigate around Orchard Road after being there so many times. I don't even know how to walk from Lido to Cineleisure. Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;4) I can make frog like noises using my throat. It scares people. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;5) I look much shorter than I actually am. The negative side of having a really tiny frame.&lt;br /&gt;6) I think bassists are 10000000x cooler than guitarists. Kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT! Super long post to satisfy my loyal fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-3245485438652991995?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/3245485438652991995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=3245485438652991995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3245485438652991995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3245485438652991995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/04/musicfest-and-likes.html' title='Musicfest and the likes.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4661226807079013144</id><published>2007-03-31T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T06:55:56.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed up thoughts and laziness.</title><content type='html'>OMG. Damn long never post. This place is seriously rotting. Lots have happened, and I really can't remember much. I just remember my lousy CT results :D Hahahahahahaha. Disgusting la, my econs (which I don't do my tutorials at all) is better than my math (I DO ALL MY TUTORIALS) and chemistry (I MUGGED LIKE A DOG). Something is seriously wrong with my brain. Anyway, my band didn't make it to musicfest. Was damn emo for 1 day, but I got over it. At least Althea/Wanyoong's dance group and Oliver are in! WOOHOO. Something to look forward to. I better get musicfest tickets. OI ALL YOU READING FASTER GO BALLOT. On second thoughts, don't. Then I have a better chance of getting them :D Actually musicfest is overhyped but oh well, its the only performance in VJ which showcases bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, VJ sports day was yesterday. Wasn't as good as last year's, but I think the cheerleading was good. Lynx got FIRST PLACE. Wahahahaha. Good job cheerleaders, bunch of hiongsters. Mad la, pon school to practice o_O Overall Lynx got 3rd. Looks like we won't be last this year eh. The star on the new house tees for the ex champion houses looks rather GAY. And guess whose idea was it? Seet's. According to Hoon that is. Pardon me but I want to do this: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ROFL ROFL ROFL. Sorry, I have something against people who catch guys for 'long' hair, but do not give a shit about girls who flaunt the school rules. VJ girls are supposed to wear belts remember :D What a bloody redundant school rule which makes no sense which no one enforces BUT it still exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I can't stand the fact that a certain PE teacher (intials: TYH. oooooh who could it be??!!?) catches guys for long hair but doesn't do anything about short skirts. I'm not saying he should do something about short skirts, he just shouldn't do anything about hair. If you wanna be a prick about hair don't you have to be a prick about skirt length? Do NOT tell me long hair will give others a bad impression of us VJ students, while short skirts will not. Sorry for all this rambling but I'm tired of evading this retarded teacher in school due to my laziness to cut my hair. Word: hypocrite. Can someone from the school admin please tell me why there is so much sexual discrimination in the school? HAHA. Okay, maybe I'm overgeneralising but the fact remains that these teachers just piss me off :D (a happy face after an angry statement will save the typer a lot of future trouble, something I learnt from online forums) I think its because us guys have a certain IMPORTANT something in a larger quantity (to be more specific, double) than this particular teacher. While girls don't have this at all, this teacher feels inferior to us guys. So he takes it out on us. Ah, I'm just making a sensible hypothesis. I'm a science student afterall! HAHA. This is what they teach us in school huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: TYH can mean anything. Like, Timothy Yellow Head. YEAH! Maybe that's the teacher's name.. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this interesting post. BYEBYE loyal blog readers. I shall be back (soon).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4661226807079013144?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4661226807079013144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4661226807079013144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4661226807079013144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4661226807079013144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/03/messed-up-thoughts-and-laziness.html' title='Messed up thoughts and laziness.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4449442997198616483</id><published>2007-03-19T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:00:38.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason Why I'm Sick.</title><content type='html'>This is cool. Blogging at 11.51 am on Tuesday. Go me. As most of you might have heard, I'm down with some stomach virus thing. Been MIA since Monday. I ACTUALLY MISS SCHOOL. All my cockster friends ): I know they are all suffering without my lovely presence. Or not. Hahaha. So CT results are out, but I don't know mine because the teachers refuse to give my papers back to my classmates. Sucks huh. So when I get back on Wednesday all my horrible results will be thrown straight at me. Whee. Trust me, being sick SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS BALLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. I don't know why anyone would wish they are sick so that they could pon school. Seriously. My head feels like it weighs a ton and stumbling around the house carrying a paper bag is not too glam either. My hair looks like it belongs to Wolverine, and my stomach feels like.. I don't know. Weird. Hard stomach, but its not muscle, obviously. Those damn charcoal tablets don't seem to be helping. Haha. I think I'm damn noob, swallow tablets also can puke. WOO PRONESS. I don't puke normally, but when I take my medicine I do -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Sad emo post over. On to happier things. I CAUGHT RACHAEL YAMAGATA ON SATURDAY!!! Omg. Magical. One word. Magical. Her voice is super sexy live can. But she couldn't reach some high notes due to her smoking habit (self confessed) but no one really cared. Haha. She knows how to interact with the crowd man. Super cock talker. Which is good. Real friendly too. She stayed past her allocated 1 hour time period to sign autographs! AND I GOT HER AUTOGRAPH :D :D :D (On Bimin's CD because I don't have my own, thank you!) Too bad her concert was only like 75mins. I was like HUH SO FAST. ): I really really hope she comes back soon. And I'll get a picture with her the next time I swear. Muahahaha. Oh, and she has a new cd coming out in june/july! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now. I still feel slightly queasy. Pray for me guys (and girls), let's hope I'm fully recovered by tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4449442997198616483?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4449442997198616483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4449442997198616483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4449442997198616483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4449442997198616483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/03/reason-why-im-sick.html' title='Reason Why I&apos;m Sick.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-2595554049035228164</id><published>2007-03-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:01:13.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back?</title><content type='html'>Eew. This place smells of decaying corpses and musty cobwebs. Time for an update! As you all know, CTs are OVER! Which means 1 week (or slightly less now) of play for me. CTs were horrible, if you're interested in knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Most memorable thing was CJ's Rockafellaskank 3. Their annual rock competition thing. I tell you, CJ BANDS HAVE MAD SKILLZ. VJ just pales in comparison, totally. And we don't even have such exposure in school. CJ could afford to let 8 bands to play 3 songs each. And VJ's musicfest has like 3 bands playing 1 song each. Talk about promoting the music scene man. Hahahaha. But seriously, I had a hell of a time there. Half the time was spent with my mouth agape at the stage presence (guitar swinging, head banging, jumping, spinning) and the imbaness of certain musicians (guitarists especially). Just one thought, VJ BANDS BETTER BUCK UP! Lol. Oh yeah, Daniel's band was great too! Loved the stage presence. And Daniel was rocking out man. Sick guitar with new pickups. Hot tone. All the girls were going crazy over him. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then was guitar camp. Turned out much better than expected. Super last minute but I guess the exco pulled it off. So congrats to us :D I think it's like the first stayover camp in a long long time. Kudos to all who came, and I hope you all enjoyed it. I think we just got better at playing our competition pieces. DYNAMICS BABY! It is so much easier to get it. Last time in SJIMB we would go over the pieces again and again because no one bothered to heed the dynamics. WHEE. Feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got back from camp today. Really tired, but I'm too stubborn to sleep. Jamming with the band at my place tmr. Can't wait. Gotta be tight! I bet most of you don't understand what I'm talking about in this post. BUT TOO BAD. My blog is boring. Go read Daniel Soh's one if you need some intellectual stimulation. I'm brain dead so you can't expect much. Yay. I'm OFF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-2595554049035228164?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2595554049035228164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=2595554049035228164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/2595554049035228164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/2595554049035228164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/03/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4649796756436776295</id><published>2007-03-02T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:38:52.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter Read.</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOO! No updates in a long long time. Many things to say. First things first, my band is through to the semis for musicfest! Yayyy. Thanks to all who were there to support and for the well wishes. Khairi saved our asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then it has been mugging for the upcoming CTs. Not very productive but oh well. No one is in the bloody mood anyway. I guess just I'll treat is as a wake up call for me to work my ass off for the rest of the year. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yessss. Chinese results today! Praise God man, seriously. I GOT C!!!!! Muahahahaha. No more chinese for the rest of my life. Must thank God for letting all of my other classmates pass too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm afraid, and I can't breathe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you are not with me'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have put so much into a life&lt;br /&gt;I made too much about you now to lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachael Yamagata - Letter Read&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I'm going for her concert! WOO! But we got sucky seats, thanks to John Lim's noobness. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4649796756436776295?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4649796756436776295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4649796756436776295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4649796756436776295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4649796756436776295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/03/letter-read.html' title='Letter Read.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-6319086292637769330</id><published>2007-02-22T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T07:26:07.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My retarded class.</title><content type='html'>OMG. I swear the guys in S38 are retarded. Today Hoon, David, Josh and I were studying in the concourse. During one of our usual crapping laughing breaks, I realised that we have the tendency to SCOLD each other for doing work/studying. Something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh Hoon, you got do your math assignment?&lt;br /&gt;Hoon (cautiously): Er, yeah. A bit la. First 2 questions only. The rest damn hard sia. I do abit then give up. (As you can see, Hoon is trying his best to sound less hardworking)&lt;br /&gt;Me: WALAU EH BLOODY MUGGER. SHIT YOU LA. YOU SUCK MAN. -whacks hoon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Yes. Ironic isn't it. We go to school to study/learn but here we are scolding each other for doing WHAT WE ARE SUPPOSED TO DO. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-6319086292637769330?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6319086292637769330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=6319086292637769330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6319086292637769330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6319086292637769330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-retarded-class.html' title='My retarded class.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-9094122446976657038</id><published>2007-02-20T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T06:18:34.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just whack la!</title><content type='html'>Whee. Time for some random ranting here. Just now I was worried about Musicfest auditions, cuz I heard 6 bands are gonna be cut and all that shit yeah. But upon talking to my band mate online, I realised that getting in isn't that important. I mean, we just want to put up a good performance for people right. That's all. Not about winning, just about performing. Nothing is better than giving a good performance. Trust me, I've been in performing arts CCAs for 5 years. Haha. And I think the best advice for such things is - just whack. Whether its performing, improvising, dancing. Any form of expression. Is just about letting go, forgetting about all the rules. And just let your soul take control. Hahahahaha. This is what moshing is about :D Muahahahaha. Stage presence! Yeah. So this is just a reminder for myself. Play for the people (yes you) on Friday, not for the judges. Play for the people. Let's hope I don't get stage fright or some shit. But no one looks at bassists right (: Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Quote of the day from my bro.&lt;br /&gt;"Everytime I revise my math, it seems like I'm learning something new"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. His math sucks. Just like mine. It runs in the family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-9094122446976657038?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/9094122446976657038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=9094122446976657038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/9094122446976657038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/9094122446976657038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-whack-la.html' title='Just whack la!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4177790865935518550</id><published>2007-02-19T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T09:41:03.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2.</title><content type='html'>Hello all. Chinese New Year Day 2! Whee. Ok basically today was spent reading econs notes (shut up I'm not a mugger, yet) and visiting at night. Yes. Let's skip the part about reading my notes. At night we went to Father Pat's (Friend of my parents) house. So my parents had fun playing mahjong, leaving my poor brother and I to rot while watching TV. BOO! And the drinks they provided had a teeny bit of tiger beer in it. I think I drank too many cups. Hah. I'm not used to all this alcoholic shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading many many blogs i realise that many many people are saying they don't find CNY fun anymore. That's rather sad but I guess as you grow older all this stuff doesn't interest you that much. Look at me, I haven't even opened or counted my ang pows this year! T_T I think the most interesting part of CNY is meeting your relatives. LISTEN TO THE COMMENTS MAN! Bloody hell. I get so many of "which is the older one?" every year. And my bro gets all the "waaaaaaaaaa so tall already ah!". Pfft. Haha. I like talking to my cousins. All the talk about NS and stuff. And soon all the oldies will join in, reminiscing about their much more hiong days. Quote of the year: "Army is a joke". HAHA! I bet if the government sees this they will be like OH NO. We need to stop the stupid rule about no more than 20 pushups each time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to ramble. Must be the evil tiger beer punch. I'm so lousy la. Lol. On a sidenote, everyone should start listening to Underoath. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone. Have fun COLLECTING MONEYMONEYMONEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4177790865935518550?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4177790865935518550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4177790865935518550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4177790865935518550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4177790865935518550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-2.html' title='Day 2.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-4204610818139772219</id><published>2007-02-17T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T08:25:39.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Ooh. It's 11.58 now so I might as well do this now. HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's done. This week has been pretty fun. Let's see. I went shopping! :D With Hoon and David. Amazing huh. I bought a pair of jeans and 2 polo tees! But I must say shopping sucks. The walking KILLS I swear. Crowds piss me off and make me irritated. I think I was cursing like a dog by the end of they day T_T In between the shopping we went to watch Epic Movie. I was expecting something really EPIC cuz I saw somewhere that it was the top movie in the US box office. Alas. It sucked. For all the hype it generated. Forgettable movie. So if you're planning on watching it, DON'T! Bloody Ghost Rider looks more cool PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Valentine's Day. How could I forgot. Again, it was Hoon, David and I who baked brownies. Omg. We stayed over at David's house to bake and guess what. We didn't sleep till 4am. So dedicated alright! Initially we only bought 3 boxes of mix (we thought it was more than enough) but the first 2 batches turned out like SHIT. The 3rd one was heavenly. But at like 12 midnight we trooped out to Bedok Simpang to buy more boxes of brownie mix from the 24 hour Shop N Save outlet. Midnight walks are nice. You have the whole place to yourself. And then upon making our way back we started baking again! By the time we finished CUTTING and PACKING the brownies it was like 4am. Dead tired. I guess our brownies were quite well received. Most people said it was nice! Although SOME (TSK TSK ALTHEA) people said they were too soft. Oh well, can't expect us to please everyone right? Haha. I think we PWNED for the first try la pls! Thanks to all for the lovely gifts on Valentine's Day itself. And yes, I got this flower from a "secret admirer" and the guys had all the fun poking fun at me. Bastards! I know you all are behind it. Lol. So I had to endure a full day of "candy bar-ness". Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Thursday I went jamming! Yay. All the way at Tampines. Carrying your bass from Ang Mo Kio to Tampines is no joke. Deon says my bass is too big for me -_- Hah. My band is auditioning for Musicfest! Auditions are this Friday. I really really hope we get in. I would love to perform in front of others. SPREAD THE LOVE OF GOOD MUSIC. Stuff that is not played on radio and is ACTUALLY good. Screw mainstream :D We're doing Creep by Radiohead for our first audition! Yep. Khairi is the vocalist, Taufiq (Not the SG Idol one lah) is lead guitar, Deon (Noob) is rhythm, Timothy Tan is on drums, Vina is on keyboards and I'm the bassist! We're called The Next Toy Store. Don't ask me why man. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to start practising on the bass! Have fun people. Don't eat too much. If not you'll all die on wed (CROSS COUNTRY ZOMG).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIG OUT! -&gt; PUN LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-4204610818139772219?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4204610818139772219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=4204610818139772219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4204610818139772219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/4204610818139772219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-6926940181564424839</id><published>2007-02-11T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:12:44.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Be Your Love</title><content type='html'>If I could take you away&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I was queen&lt;br /&gt;What would you say&lt;br /&gt;Would you think I'm unreal&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's got their way I should feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's falling, and I am included in that&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I try to be just okay&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but all I ever really wanted&lt;br /&gt;Was a little piece of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;If you just stay the night&lt;br /&gt;Please, sir, don't you walk away, don't you walk away, don't you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Please, sir, don't you walk away, don't you walk away, don't you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Be Your Love - Rachel Yamagata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should just drown in the emoness of this song. Haha. It sounds so melancholic. I like. And to think Valentines Day is coming.. this should be the theme song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-6926940181564424839?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6926940181564424839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=6926940181564424839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6926940181564424839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6926940181564424839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/be-be-your-love.html' title='Be Be Your Love'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-3814779254157359415</id><published>2007-02-10T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:09:56.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled - 38</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/Rc38ZhXFInI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WD1zy3Pvq5I/s1600-h/IMG_1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029953874224816754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/Rc38ZhXFInI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WD1zy3Pvq5I/s320/IMG_1475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Convo between Bimin and I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshua: bassist very stone wad. DIE JOSH DIE says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe yay&lt;br /&gt;i tried looking like slash&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;BIMIN; this reeling feeling says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pic says it all. I have failed miserably. The hat is my mum's, btw. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christian. says:&lt;br /&gt;imsure how i know!&lt;br /&gt;obv only slash wears a dumb hat la&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;soo u shld wear it to church&lt;br /&gt;tmr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily Christian consoled me with his words. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-3814779254157359415?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/3814779254157359415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=3814779254157359415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3814779254157359415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/3814779254157359415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/untitled-38.html' title='Untitled - 38'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_FFXRgaknQNE/Rc38ZhXFInI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WD1zy3Pvq5I/s72-c/IMG_1475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-827243552953550732</id><published>2007-02-07T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T08:37:16.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condolences my friend.</title><content type='html'>Hey all, this would probably be one of my more serious posts. As some of you may have read in the papers, a SJI boy's father passed away recently after going down to his son's sailing competition to support him. I just found out today that he is my friend's father (The boy mentioned earlier is his brother). Yup. Life can be so unpredictable sometimes. So I would just like to ask all of you to pray for Edwin and his family, for the strength to tide over this difficult period. It doesn't matter if you know him or not, God listens to all prayers. So please, just bear this in mind while praying ok. (ESPECIALLY LOGGERS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Condolences to Edwin and his family. God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-827243552953550732?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/827243552953550732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=827243552953550732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/827243552953550732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/827243552953550732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/condolences-my-friend.html' title='Condolences my friend.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-8610374600304555552</id><published>2007-02-03T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T08:11:53.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAY TEE ASS!</title><content type='html'>YEAH BABY. Yesterday was a good day. JTS JTS JTS! Real fun. In my opinion it totally owned the one we had last year. I pity those people having dinner at Fish and Co in Changi Airport. We were bloody noisy. Hah! I really really like our junior class. First thing they did when we sat down - start suaning. I'm like ZOMG IMBA IMBA. So fast learning from us already. Hahahaha. I shall not state what happened here in case SOMEONE gets angry yeah :D I just think green is a nice colour (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was like sitting at the END of the table with Josh and David. So it was kinda quiet at the start. But then a while later a more of our juniors came along and sat at our end. And from then it was total madness. I swear, I have never seen people laugh so much before. Josh and I were like O_O Hahahahaha. Super zi high. But I guess it is a bloody good thing to have crazy girls in our junior class. Fun +100000. I read a couple of their blogs and they think we have a bad impression of them. Lol. So if you're reading this I would like to say: No we don't, such behaviour is highly recommended to make the world a happier place :D Really. Being too quiet is bad bad bad. Makes the class boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had New York Fish and Chips! BLOODY OILY. But not bad la. Damn filling T_T Must be the batter and cheese. But nothing can win SEAFOOD PLATTER! Woo. There was too much cam whoring last night. Especially by Jason Hoon. STUPID KILLER SMILE SHIT. I'm sure. Hahahaha. Keep spamming photos like it is the last day of school or something. And then we went to the viewing gallery to continue photo-whoring and talking/stoning. We took a combined 38 pic! :D I'm confident that the crappiness of s38 will continue down the years.. HAH. Too bad 07s38 hasn't learnt the art of dunking. We should teach them soon with Keng Hua's birthday coming up. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm done here. I can't rmb much of the week. But oh well. FACES OF THE YEAR IS COMING! ALL VICTORIANS VOTE FOR JOHN LIM JUNSHENG @ WAN WUEI AND LIM SUI HUI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06s38 FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-8610374600304555552?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8610374600304555552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=8610374600304555552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8610374600304555552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/8610374600304555552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/02/jay-tee-ass.html' title='JAY TEE ASS!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-6452100156150200650</id><published>2007-01-31T08:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T08:30:11.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop slacking. asssss.</title><content type='html'>yoho people. sorry I haven't been updating. lectures are dead boring. Oh well this is just a reminder to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy Soo Zhi Ren please stop SLEEPING in lectures and actually PAY ATTENTION. Copy down notes if you have to, to stay awake. PLS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-6452100156150200650?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6452100156150200650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=6452100156150200650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6452100156150200650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/6452100156150200650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/stop-slacking-asssss.html' title='stop slacking. asssss.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116931661450553729</id><published>2007-01-20T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T10:10:14.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OG Bbq! :D</title><content type='html'>This week passed bloody quickly man. But I guess it was a good one. OG Bbq was yesterday! (: Whee. Was kinda stressful trying to coordinate everything but thank God for making everything turn out well. Just enough food and stuff! Too cool. LOL. Just would like to thank all the ogls who cooked (IMBA WE COOKED THROUGH THE RAIN)and bimin, wanyoong, denise, jonathan and shitty for buying all the stuff beforehand. And also althea who helped order the food. Hell, I have a phobia of this bbq stuff man. Logistical nightmare T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was a loooooong day. Whole day out. First was this interact thing at lakeside where we organised a funfair for autistic kids. My job was reaaaaaaaaaal boring so I was stoning most of the time. We had to give out food like jellies to the kids. But it was interesting to see how the kids behaved and how the interactors reacted. Amusing to see a kid running up and down, with 3 seventeen year olds chasing after him. Really heartwarming to see victorians+cjcians bringing the kids around and being patient with them! Oooh yeah and I saw SJI ppl like bing xing and ircahn. But I was totally dead after that. STUPID FRIGGIN MRT RIDE. I hate long mrt rides. Bus rides are so much better. And I realised my ipod makes me sleepier than when I don't have any music. Pfft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to meet up with my fellow SJIMB batchmates with Mr. Lim. Haven't seen some of them in ages but we are look THE SAME. Really glad that we all could meet and start talking crap and reminiscing about the past. Miss the days of being a bandsman. All the cockster stuff. CLARINETS FULL ATTENDANCE WOO. Lol. And after dinner at the nearby coffee shop we went to sit down and talk. Mr. Lim gave us another of his long talks about life and stuff. Very interesting and thought provoking stuff about how to live life to the fullest and stuff. Should have more outings like that man. Talk about fulfilling. I wanna go back to SJIMB soon as a batch and do some dumb stuff T_T Haven't seen the bandroom in ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow rather early now. Its 2am already. School is sad. Everyone is sleeping so early! Even on weekends ): No one to talk to. And everyone is turning muggerish and doing homework and everything. I NEED TO GET INTO THE MOOD PLS PLS PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm caught in suspension.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116931661450553729?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116931661450553729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116931661450553729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116931661450553729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116931661450553729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/og-bbq-d.html' title='OG Bbq! :D'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116905171954079961</id><published>2007-01-17T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:35:19.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAE MAE MAE!</title><content type='html'>Omg. Mae is the best band in the world! Haha. Great lyrics and very unique sound and feel. &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 Thanks Bimin for the Everglow cd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering, everything, &lt;br /&gt;about my world and when you came.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, the change you’d bring, &lt;br /&gt;means nothing else would be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, what you were doing, did you know.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how you would move me well, &lt;br /&gt;I don’t really think so.&lt;br /&gt;but the night came down and swept us away.&lt;br /&gt;and the stars they seemed,&lt;br /&gt;to paint the most elaborate scene today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could we know? that song, this show,&lt;br /&gt;we'd learn so much about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;From Toledo, to Tokyo,&lt;br /&gt;the words were scribed on every page,&lt;br /&gt;and now there’s books up on our shelves.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how you would move us, did you know?&lt;br /&gt;When the lights first came upon us, &lt;br /&gt;and we saw The Everglow.&lt;br /&gt;and the moment's magic swept us away.&lt;br /&gt;and the young mans dream was almost seen so plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the night &lt;br /&gt;that showed us the sign?&lt;br /&gt;Revealed in the sky, to leave all behind. &lt;br /&gt;But where to begin? throwing caution to the wind,&lt;br /&gt;We reached for the stars, everything was now ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how you would move me, did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how you would move me?&lt;br /&gt;well, I don’t even think so.&lt;br /&gt;but the moment's magic swept us away.&lt;br /&gt;and it’s so close, but we’re so far away.&lt;br /&gt;It’s so close, but we’re so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can really act emo :D lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116905171954079961?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116905171954079961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116905171954079961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116905171954079961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116905171954079961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/mae-mae-mae.html' title='MAE MAE MAE!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116887599241925710</id><published>2007-01-15T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T07:46:32.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugger Me Mode</title><content type='html'>I swear I have been slacking my ass off for the past 2 weeks. I can't stand it that the J1s are more mugger than me. Even my younger brother in sec3 is doing more work than me. He even asked, "eh why you so slack one ah". SHIT! I need my mugger mode back ): If not I'll be screwed for As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW ITS TIME TO MAKE A DAMN NEW YEAR RESOLUTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will finish up as much homework I can each day and not go ONLINE before 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody msn is an addiction, sadly. Hah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE. Let me keep this resolution up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116887599241925710?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116887599241925710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116887599241925710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116887599241925710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116887599241925710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/mugger-me-mode.html' title='Mugger Me Mode'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116853405561234868</id><published>2007-01-11T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T08:47:35.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE PICS! WAHAHAHA.</title><content type='html'>YAY. Today is Thurs already and tmr is the last day of the first week of real school! School is getting better, but lessons are not. Thank God I have my classmates so that I won't die of boredom. Its also nice to see Orpheus OGLs and Octi people around school too (: I am officially a noob man. I've been sleeping in almost all my lectures, and I haven't caught up with my homework yet. Anyway, let's get to a very delayed post on Sea Regatta and Suntec mass dance which was like on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Regatta was RATER FUN! Felt it was funner for my own orientation but oh well. It didn't rain! Was hoping it would. Nice cooling rain to wash off the dirt and sticky sea water. At least Octi owned most of the games esp beach volleyball LOL. Oh man imbaness. And we all got dunked after the first game. Go us! Dunking spree rocks. Kudos to Octi for being so sporting lol. Orpheus got 5th I think overall after all the points were tallied. Oh well no one really cares anw :D As long as we had fun! And after Sea Regatta we (the guys) went to Ian's house to bathe. IMBA HOUSE. After that was Sakae Sushi buffet time! Omg most people in Orpheus flooded the changi Sakae outlet. 90+ of us! My table had 8 guys, we ate 102 plates (: Greedy us. Woo should do something like that again but aim for a least 120 man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after like 3 hours pigging out we made our way to Suntec City for the highly anticipated MASS DANCE :D Madness I tell you. Doing cheers. Running around. Dancing retardedly. Great crazy stuff! But again, wasn't as fun as my own orientation cuz it wasn't SLIPPERY and WET due to the rain water! I was dry. Iago ppl got wet cuz the fountain water hit them -_- Overall, Monday totally rocked la. Best day of orientation (: And was reaaaaaaaaaally happy that Octi kinda bonded much more on this day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to OCTI! Althea, Zara, Sara, Joanne, Hwee Ling, Ian, Haokai, Rachel, Masturah, Qin Kai, Vanessa, Shaun, Jeanne, Yong Tat, Clara, Dhevy and Leanne for being such a great bunch of people :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIC TIME! BWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/470946/350525725_6f692a3f17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/493908/350525725_6f692a3f17.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octi guys + Benny + Louis + Daniel! 102 PLATES BAYBEHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/766412/350525631_15dd200c03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/214125/350525631_15dd200c03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octi girls. Girl power o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/988093/350525534_0009409ec9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/723814/350525534_0009409ec9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orpheus OGLs outside sakae acting cute. SCANDALS UNITE! WAN XBOX (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/715157/350525397_80e98b42d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/629940/350525397_80e98b42d0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octi OGLs! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/264243/IMG_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/296334/IMG_2609.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh. random pic. Don't ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! Oh yeah we conducted Guitar Ensemble interviews today. Rather imba batch I would say. Interesting people. Good! Rather imba that 2 of my og kiddos are joining too. TOO PRO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116853405561234868?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116853405561234868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116853405561234868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116853405561234868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116853405561234868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-pics-wahahaha.html' title='MORE PICS! WAHAHAHA.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116809563254082306</id><published>2007-01-06T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T07:00:32.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Orientation 1 Post</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's been a crazy week! The 3 days of VJ Orientation 1 was a blast. I loved every single second of it. I'm like hooked on cheering. Cheering is fun. I am a cheer whore. LOL. Mass dance was great too. Really rewarding to see all the year 1s (OMG I'M YEAR 2) leading cheers and stuff. Orpheus cheers owned. Like, everyone knew our cheers and the patriots even copied our we will win the war. Oh well. Just wanna say thank you to all Orpheus OGLs out there who made O1 such a amazing event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/678788/IMG_2580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/356283/IMG_2580.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crewlet - Octi! Love you guys. Proud of each one of you for opening up (: Anyway in this pic I look gay (Bimin says so) so sorry -_- OCTI! Must have outings and celebrate birthdays even after O1 ends ok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/69259/IMG_2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/709743/IMG_2594.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORPHEUS OGLS! Wooooo. You guys totally ROCK. I love the way we are bonded (: Gonna miss all of you after O1 ends. ORPHEUS BREAK IT DOWN! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/207053/DSCN0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/53717/DSCN0924.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh random photo of 4 retards :D Taken during OGL training but who cares. SHITBOXES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/585837/DSC01191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/746967/DSC01191.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before buying food at BK. All hail the King, queen and the um... court jester. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for the day! I'll give a better post after Sea Regatta and SUNTEC CITY MASS DANCE on Monday. That's when all hell breaks loose :D Till then my loyal fans. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116809563254082306?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116809563254082306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116809563254082306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116809563254082306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116809563254082306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-orientation-1-post.html' title='Post Orientation 1 Post'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116774633257197710</id><published>2007-01-02T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T05:58:52.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VJ Orientation!</title><content type='html'>Yes. The day is here. Orientation 1 2007 starts tmr! Interesting how time flies. And interesting how I can be sick for so freaking long -_- I feel like a noob now seriously, WEAK T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, introducing my crew - Orpheus! RAWRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/133577/DSCN0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/195475/DSCN0920.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend the next 4 days with these people. It's gonna be a blast :D &lt;br /&gt;CHOP YOUR HEAD! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octi! Even though my crewlet has a gay name we're going to pwnzzzz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the stupid DOTA lingo. IMBA IMBA IMBA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116774633257197710?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116774633257197710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116774633257197710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116774633257197710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116774633257197710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2007/01/vj-orientation.html' title='VJ Orientation!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116758619486735697</id><published>2006-12-31T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T09:29:54.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail 2007!</title><content type='html'>Woah. Been ages since last update. Yes I know my blog is rotting, thank you for the reminder Althea. Haha. Anyway, it has been a heck of a holiday. Totally packed with activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retreat was.. amazing. Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was.. beautiful. Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings, OGL trainings, outings, countdowns are.. memories worth cherishing. Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it is a new year already. 2006 is gone. Memories. A great year indeed. Even though with all the down moments.. it has been the best year of my life. For some reason the latest year is always the best year of my life at that time. Haha. That's probably because I can't quite remember what happened in the year before. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007! 2007! 2007! YAY YAY YAY NEW YEAR. And I'm sooooo lucky to have a disgusting sore throat + flu on 1st Jan 2007. Nice way to start off the year! Nvm, it shall being me good fortune to be sick now. Wahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. I hate blogging cuz I don't have things to say. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116758619486735697?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116758619486735697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116758619486735697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116758619486735697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116758619486735697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-hail-2007.html' title='All hail 2007!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116644939306888485</id><published>2006-12-18T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T05:43:13.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>indie = indian music?</title><content type='html'>At this rate that I'm posting.. woah. I suddenly have the blogging motivation! Must be because of all the stupid things happening these few days. Haha. I swear Justin Kong is the funniest guy on earth because he doesn't know anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nick on msn is indie indie indie plzzzzzzzzz.. or something like that. And today kong asked me, "hey what is indie?". I said "A genre of music". Kong replied "INDIAN MUSIC?" HAHAHAHAHHA WTH. Indie means independant for those who don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Daniel and he said "what do you expect, its KONG". Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predicted scenario:&lt;br /&gt;Dan: Hey kong, the chicks dig you, do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;Kong: Huh how can they dig me, I'm not TREASURE!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG ROFL LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me leave all of you with a good song.. I can't/haven't bothered to understand what the song is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the gift of one liners &lt;br /&gt;And you've got the curse of curves &lt;br /&gt;And with this gift I compose words &lt;br /&gt;And the question that comes forward &lt;br /&gt;Are you perspiring from the irony &lt;br /&gt;Or sweating to these lyrics &lt;br /&gt;And this just in &lt;br /&gt;You're a dead fit &lt;br /&gt;But my wit won't allow it &lt;br /&gt;The inside lingo had me at hello &lt;br /&gt;And we go where the money goes &lt;br /&gt;The inside lingo had me at hello &lt;br /&gt;And we go where the money goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone provocative and talkative &lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower &lt;br /&gt;And from what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her bone structure screams &lt;br /&gt;"Touch her! Touch her!" &lt;br /&gt;And she's got the curse of curves &lt;br /&gt;So with the combination of my gift with one liners &lt;br /&gt;And my way &lt;br /&gt;My way with words &lt;br /&gt;It seems I'm too hip to keep tight lipped &lt;br /&gt;And you're on the gossip team &lt;br /&gt;You're making something out of nothing &lt;br /&gt;And jealousy's the cousin, the cousin of greed &lt;br /&gt;The inside lingo had me at hello &lt;br /&gt;And we go where the money goes &lt;br /&gt;The inside lingo had me at hello &lt;br /&gt;And we go where the money goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone provocative and talkative &lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower &lt;br /&gt;And from what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her bone structure screams (I want someone) &lt;br /&gt;"Touch her! Touch her!" &lt;br /&gt;And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone) &lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We All have teeth that can bite underneath &lt;br /&gt;To where the reality grows &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's where mine go &lt;br /&gt;that's where mine go &lt;br /&gt;We all have teeth that can bite underneath &lt;br /&gt;To where the reality grows &lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's where mine go &lt;br /&gt;Where the reality grows: &lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;And from what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone provocative and talkative &lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower &lt;br /&gt;And from what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her bone structure screams (I want someone) &lt;br /&gt;"Touch her! Touch her!" &lt;br /&gt;And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone) &lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard with skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;With skin you'll win &lt;br /&gt;Skin you'll win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Curse of Curves&lt;br /&gt;By Cute is What We Aim For&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116644939306888485?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116644939306888485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116644939306888485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116644939306888485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116644939306888485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/indie-indian-music.html' title='indie = indian music?'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116637209785850248</id><published>2006-12-17T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:14:57.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>Hello I am back again. SOMEONE NEEDS TO SPREAD INDIE TO VJ. And the mystic beings have chosen me to rise from the ashes to carry out this tiring task. To spread the INDIE LOVE to the lost, forgotten souls in vj. Heavy as this responsibility is, I will take it up and will not rest till this deed is done. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK PEOPLE. Start listening to Sherwood, Mae, This Providence and Cute is what we aim for (not really indie but..)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon people.. start dancing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is a baaaad influence. I'm being brainwashed by him. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sings in an irriating loud voice-&lt;br /&gt;HE'S GOING OUTSIDE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WITH YOU, SO TELL ME WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116637209785850248?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116637209785850248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116637209785850248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116637209785850248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116637209785850248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/indieeeeeeee.html' title='INDIEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116636089939515949</id><published>2006-12-17T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T05:08:19.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness.</title><content type='html'>Woo! Today was a really random day. Kudos to swee for planning/doing session! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random happening #1&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote - REAL MEN CARRY TISSUE. And Justin Kong was like I CARRY I CARRY! Haha. I have 3 tissue packets in my bag. And Jes said she could write a shirt for me. Front says: real men carry tissue. The back would say: But I dropped mine. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random happening #2&lt;br /&gt;Talking about American Pie and oboes, clarinets, tubas and apple pies. Disgusting. Kong again, was the star of the show. Didn't have a clue on what we were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random happening #3&lt;br /&gt;Tim: I very charming (something along those lines)&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Charming my ass!&lt;br /&gt;Tim: I know, I'm charming your ass now..&lt;br /&gt;Both: -Stare at each other at LOL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this happened in RK. Girls are damn pro, they can even feel that the AIR IS OILY. Imba. Oh well, rice said I'm getting better (a LITTLE bit) so yay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good. Rain helped me sleep in the afternoon. The weather is mad, as always. Oh well, tmr is OGL cheering/mass dance training session. I CANT DANCE FOR NUTS SO YOU ALL BETTER NOT LAUGH. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116636089939515949?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116636089939515949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116636089939515949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116636089939515949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116636089939515949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/randomness.html' title='randomness.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116620137176464993</id><published>2006-12-15T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T08:49:31.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWISTER.</title><content type='html'>Heyoo. Back with more paint stains on my legs and what not. Banner painting again today. Tired but contented. Confused but happy. Haha. Band concert was good I guess, enjoyed it more than Majestia I don't know why. More entertaining! Nothing much to blog about today, just wanted to show post up the twister pics from class chalet. The evilest game in the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/353082/classchalet7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/428298/classchalet7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one clinging on to the table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/857296/classchalet8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/112861/classchalet8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally one game without sick poses :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/739504/classchalet9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/644443/classchalet9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoon is sniffing David. I don't want to know where :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/674724/classchalet10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/37615/classchalet10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoon zao geng! This was the worst game. CONTORTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/922215/classchalet11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/300423/classchalet11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor John. Look at his spastic face! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. For some reason people keep thinking I'm from Cat High and that I don't have the SJI look. PFFT. Well what can I say. Horse/Llama/IP isn't any better. Hah. Gonna be busy busy busy the next few days. Let's hope exhaustion doesn't kill me. SHORT POST TODAY. Stay tuned loyal fans, not all hope is lost! :D Till then, my friends. (Gosh I sound corny).&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/7955594-116620137176464993?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116620137176464993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116620137176464993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116620137176464993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116620137176464993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/twister.html' title='TWISTER.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116601836640099331</id><published>2006-12-13T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T05:59:26.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obviously Orpheus.</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo. Just got back from Penitential Service. And a tiring long day at east coast with the loggers! Was fun though, slacking around talking cock doing spastic things and getting PISSED OFF with my damn bike because the chain kept coming out and getting stuck. Oooh yes before I forget, HAPPY BIRTHDAY VON! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, Monday was the first OGL meeting day thingie and boy was it fun. Orpheus pwnzzzz. Seriously. We have mad people inside (you know who I'm talking abt), which is good :D Thank God Orpheus is a fun leauge/clan! We have retarded allies like Iago also. Whee. And tmr there is banner painting! And Friday I'm going jamming. UNDEROATH ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR! Totally packed this week, but oh well, it will be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK THAT DANIEL IS BUGGING ME TO PLAY WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116601836640099331?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116601836640099331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116601836640099331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116601836640099331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116601836640099331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/obviously-orpheus.html' title='Obviously Orpheus.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116567795326533050</id><published>2006-12-09T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T07:25:53.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASS CHALET!</title><content type='html'>Woo! Spent the past 3 days and 2 nights at Aranda CC for class chalet. And before that was shopping in KL with family. I officially hate walking. But as most holidays are, it was worth it. Family bonding baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chalet was HUUUUGE and nice. And clean. Thanks Sin Hwee! Okay, I shall let pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/72552/classchalet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/355445/classchalet1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few of us who entered the chalet first. Playing some weird memorising card game thingie while waiting for the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/289088/classchalet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/96906/classchalet2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoon, Deon and I. Official firestarters and fanners! Buddha, wild boar and vibrator power respectively :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/798769/classchalet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/844243/classchalet3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot of the girls at the bbq. TOO MUCH FOOD! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/906138/classchalet4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/244771/classchalet4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 humjis (as rachel calls us) watching Deon play Fatal Frame 3 on the ps2. SCARY OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/772355/classchalet5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/99072/classchalet5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yagami Light aka Timothy Soo. Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/826926/classchalet6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/893355/classchalet6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yagami Light aka Jason Hoon. (Psst. Light doesn't have any pimples hoon :D) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all for now! Until that bugger David uploads his pictures that is. He has all the sick twister photos! Whee. I'm done for today.. God bless all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116567795326533050?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116567795326533050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116567795326533050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116567795326533050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116567795326533050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/class-chalet.html' title='CLASS CHALET!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116499188771873374</id><published>2006-12-01T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:20:38.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eponineponineponine. Hah!</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the VJ Choir Les Miserables concert! Was sooooo looking forward to it. Overall I would say it was fantastic. Considering the time they had to prepare for it and the low budget. Props to the VJ Choir! Really some parts were mind blowing. Had shivers running up my spine.. especially during One Day More (even though it wasn't that good), On My Own and A Little Fall of Rain. Only problem was the miking, when the actors were positioned at the sides we couldn't hear much. Oh well nothing can be perfect afterall. Piano playing was great too.. must be a headache to play 20 odd songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honourable mention goes to Oliver (Thenardier), Gen Rong (Jean Valjean) and Debbie (Eponine)! Oliver was convincing. As a rogue, a joker, a sly bastard :D Nice acting piggay. Jean Valjean owned during Bring Him Home. Amazing falsetto. And Eponine. Star of the show I tell you. Mind boggling voice. Daaaamn good. Made people cry too. And interestingly, A Little Fall of Rain was convincing. You would think that Marius loves Eponine instead of Cosette! I guess in some way or another everyone fell in love with Eponine. Like me when I first heard the musical :D Haha. Most people can relate to her situation. Unrequited love. Aye. Wow ah everyone must be thinking now "shut the fk up soo you don't understand anything you heartless idiot" -_- OH WELL. I do, if you don't realise. Horses have feelings ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Edit- A few pictures of the night! (Taken from Cosiety)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/351007/vj%20choir%20one%20day%20more%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/328542/vj%20choir%20one%20day%20more%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Day More! Love the blue and red lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/239221/vj%20choir%20eponine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/165855/vj%20choir%20eponine.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eponine. The costume is really close to what is seen at broadway. Heard she sewed the skirt herself too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/1600/622225/vj%20choir%20javert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4719/516/320/838021/vj%20choir%20javert.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javert! Spunky looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Enough of me gushing on about Les Miserables. All of you must be sick of it already. I might update this a little later on.. whee. Anyway, great job to all the choir peeps. I'm off for a little late night WoWing! God Bless everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116499188771873374?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116499188771873374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116499188771873374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116499188771873374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116499188771873374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/eponineponineponine-hah.html' title='Eponineponineponine. Hah!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116438045287349033</id><published>2006-11-24T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:30:12.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel your heartbeat racing?</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. OCIP people are gone! Went to Changi airport yesterday to send them off plus surprise Rachel with a cake and her present as it was her birthday. Wa drama mama sia.. she cried i think! Haha. Damn, 38 rocks. OCIP people are gonna be back on 1st Dec.. bet they are having fun there. Gonna miss them. WHY ALL MY GOOD FRIENDS ALL OVERSEAS NOW. Peng. Bloody hoon i also don't know what he is doing in Japan. Pigging out on sashimi or something. Oh well. Come back quick asses. Then we can go swimming and hit the gym! (zomg soo you exercise?!) Hahahaha. Quite a few things to look forward to.. choir concert (Les Mis!!! zomg) and class chalet and CHRISTMAS. Who knows what will happen. I demand for Christmas class party at Sharon's house! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I realise that my blog is so... boring and trivial. Like the stupid things in my life. I blog hop alot, and what I notice is that everyone is able to like express their feelings and stuff. Which I believe I am incapable of. :D I can't seem to put my thoughts down (that is a contradiction because I AM putting my thoughts down now but you know what I mean don't you). Yes. I am a very lazy person. One who doesn't like to think and ponder about life. I just go. So that explains why I have really not much to blog about. I realise my blog has some semblance to Kris's blog. Both of our blogs are boring :D Wahahaha. And she doesn't really post much interesting stuff too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I feel my heartbeat racing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116438045287349033?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116438045287349033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116438045287349033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116438045287349033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116438045287349033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/11/can-you-feel-your-heartbeat-racing.html' title='Can you feel your heartbeat racing?'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116410002984836010</id><published>2006-11-21T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:07:10.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away.</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, long time no see! Its a holidays now and I'm relatively free compared to my church and school mates so yeah. But food is burning a BIG hole in my pocket. I SPEND ALL MY MONEY ON FOOD. Power right. I'm such a pig.. but on the other hand I'm a horse. Piggy horse T_T Zomg kill me. Hahaha. Everyone is bloody flying away.. hoon left on monday for Japan and now the OCIP ppl are leaving on thurs. Disgusting. And God knows how many of the loggers have their own OCIP stuff. Fwah I'm alone. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I would like to say something about the upcoming Rain concert in Singapore. This guy, is some Korean singer/dancer (or what I hear from my friends). Just take a look at his ticket prices: $188, $288, $388, $488. I was like ZOMGWTFBBQ. Yes indeed. Even Eric Clapton (zomg guitar hero haha) has cheaper tickets - $85 and $125. And don't come and tell me that Rain is a better performer than Clapton cuz thats bullcrap. Clapton has been performing since 1966, Rain probably wasn't born yet. I'm amused and disgusted at the presposterous ticket pricing. And whats worst is that Singaporean are actually WILLING to pay. Sigh. People are just so predictable. Just get a "hot" guy with some sylo milo dance moves and you get a "superstar". What happened to hard work and talent. Practicing on a guitar for hours till your fingers go numb. Doesn't that count for anything? Cmon people flame me its true I'm biased against chinese/jpop/kpop or whatever shit music. I just don't like the way the industry is run. I'm admitting it I just hate such music. Kill me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I remember watching SG idol this year and Ken Lim said some shit to Jonathan Leong. Something along the lines of that he should go into singing MANDO POP because he will make it big. WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF. Hahahaha. Jonathan Leong is a self professed "rocker" and you ask him to sing MANDO POP. I don't know abt Jonathan being a rocker but if he ever does start singing mando pop songs you will know the answer. Sigh. The world of music.. so biased. That's me for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me continue my rant for a little while longer. About this whole emo genre. Yes, emo. I admit I like the so called emo music, with screaming and moshing and what not. Others just call it noise. Yep. First off, its not emo. I don't really know what emo is but just cuz the band dresses in a certain way, you can't say they are emo. Long floppy hair/tight pants/tight shirts/eyeliner = emo? (Daniel you dress somewhat like that and I call you emo but I hope you don't mind :D) I don't see the connection at all. Paul Twohill calls it emo, but its not. HE LIKES SAOSIN ZOMG. Please. If you like Saosin you would sing it for SG Idol :D But he sang the anthem! -_-. The only people we should call emo are those who do stupid things to themselves just because they are sad. Or something. For goodness sake. Stop trying to garner pity with the blade marks or whatever on your arm. Just go to a friend, and SPILL. And then you will get pity and probably some help too. Cutting ur wrists aint gonna do you any good unless you intend to kill yourself. But then again, they wouldn't dare would they. So please, DONT BLOODY DO STUPID THINGS TO YOURSELF AND CALL YOURSELF EMO. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee. Its out of my system already. I bet there are a million chinese song lovers out there cursing me now. Can't be helped.. I'm biased. MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116410002984836010?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116410002984836010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116410002984836010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116410002984836010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116410002984836010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/11/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain rain go away.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116352111506554782</id><published>2006-11-14T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T08:18:35.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so, the great PW monster is slain.</title><content type='html'>Yes. Finally, the great awaited day. And so PW ends. It ends so quietly.. like it never even existed. Without any noise or disturbance, it fades into nothingness. Just a memory of the past. Haha. Well. Praise God for seeing my group through oral presentation. Went quite well. Almost perfect in fact. Heh. And thank you to Amanda, Xiaoying and Keng Hua for enduring my rubbish as the unofficial group leader. Sorry if sometimes I was a little too hard on you all. I still love you. Awwwww. -_-. Well, now its up to God to decide what grades we'll get so I guess no point worrying about PW already. BEGONE! Yeah. Just realised its my 88th (SO LITTLE?!) post. LUCKY DAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE PW NO MORE PW NO MORE PW NO MORE PW NO MORE PW NO MORE PW NO MORE PW!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day. After handing up our GPFs.. Deon, Hoon, Chin went to my house to watch deathnote. Kinda sucked. Lol. The english subtitles were super screwed and the movie is kinda dry. Yeah. Oh well. Then Josh joined us and we went to play soccer. WE ARE ALL FREAKING WEAAAAK. Run awhile den pant like dog already. My heart was beating so quickly I though I would just pass out. Ok a little drama but I could hear my heart thumping! And then we proceeded to swim. Wa seh so long never swim, totally lost all my stamina (not say it was alot). Now I'm feeling so tired but I don't wanna sleep yet. There are just so many things to do now with PW and everything else out of the way. Ooh yes and then we went to chomp chomp for dinner and totally pigged out. Waaaa my throat is dying. Freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know most of you don't give a shit about my day but I really can't think of what else to write. Sorry I'm a real boring blogger. If you are looking for entertainment www.youtube.com is a much better website. I'm serious! The stuff there is hilarious man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote. I'm quite screwed spiritually. God please help me. Sigh. GUARDIAN ANGEL WHERE ARE YOU! Heh. Pray for me people.. need the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. And so this ends my 88th (double prosperity) post. May all those of have read this be blessed! Lol. Ok lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116352111506554782?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116352111506554782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116352111506554782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116352111506554782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116352111506554782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-so-great-pw-monster-is-slain.html' title='And so, the great PW monster is slain.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116283216268846425</id><published>2006-11-06T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:56:02.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chinese Revolution</title><content type='html'>Hello hello. Long time no see. Well chinese is finally over. Praise God for it was fairly do-able.. can pass la I hope. The mark weightage is seriously screwed though. 50 words = 10 marks! YAY TO THE MOE!!! MOE YOU TOTALLY ROCK MAN YOU ARE DOING A GOOD JOB WITH THE EDUCATION SYSTEM (: Love you guys man. The stuff we learn in school will totally help us next time and enhance our creativiy. Especially that wonderful subject called Project Work. I guess all students will agree with me that PW rocks man. Like, such a coooool subject lor! So easy to get A somemore. Surely ace it sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Back to reality. You know sometimes I wonder what is happening in church. Seriously, everything to me is like breaking down. I'm not emo and this is not a emo entry either but its just my thoughts. And don't worry I'm still have a positive attitude. I mean, LOG is like.. err here and there I guess? No one is really putting in much effort (ok maybe some) and we are heading to nowhere. Sorry if you find this offensive but this is just what I feel. Things are going so fast and we don't even have time to rest. But thats no excuse.. cuz the way God works; it just doesn't stop :D Heh. I guess all of us loggers will just have to find our place again, and give it our all. Remember, building His kingdom should be our first priority, and not school and stuff. I know la everyone is busy and all but my take is no matter how busy you are.. there is always some way or another in which you can contribute. So I guess this is my plea to all loggers.. please.. if we want a revival.. its time to stop making excuses for ourselves and to start throwing ourselves into the fray.. just knowing that God will make a way (hell, it rhymes! haha). With all the stuff thats coming our way, we really need full participation. Its not good to keep relying on the same old people to do things.. we are a community after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if anyone thinks I'm aiming them in this post, I'm not. Just speaking generally, as well as for myself. And this is NOT an emo entry. EMO EMO EMO. The catch phrase of all time. The phrase to describe our generation of sad youth. Haha. I don't know why but seriously the youths these days.. don't know how to handle things. The slightest things can make them emo. And thats just dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. ANOTHER rambling post. Sad. And I'm sorry my blog is boring ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a day,&lt;br /&gt;See it for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make no change,&lt;br /&gt;When you are somewhere else,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll write for you,&lt;br /&gt;Every chance I get,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you'll listen,&lt;br /&gt;And say you won't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never say I don't have time, when you need me with you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand in line, if you want me to, and I'll wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday,&lt;br /&gt;See it for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make no plans,&lt;br /&gt;When you are somewhere else,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing for you,&lt;br /&gt;Songs that no one hears,&lt;br /&gt;But tell me you'll listen,&lt;br /&gt;And say I'll have your ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never say I don't have time, when you need me with you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand in line, if you want me to, and I'll wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have something to say,&lt;br /&gt;Know I won't look away,&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't look away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never say I don't have time, when you need me with you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand in line, if you want me to, and I'll wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;You'd wait for me, whoa,&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;You'd wait for me (yeah) whoa,&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;You'd wait for me, whoa,&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on waiting for you (I'll keep on waiting)&lt;br /&gt;You'd wait for me, whoa&lt;br /&gt;-I'll Wait For You, by Sherwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, I won't (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116283216268846425?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116283216268846425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116283216268846425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116283216268846425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116283216268846425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/11/chinese-revolution.html' title='The Chinese Revolution'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116136125578152069</id><published>2006-10-20T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:20:55.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weak's End</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody! Well this week has been kinda boring. Like. Ponning lessons everyday. Promos results are out.. got D E A D. And I passed chinese!!! Haha cool right! Yeah not that all fantastic but praise God for his guidance through the exams.. my whole class can promote! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo yes just had my OGL interview today. The bloody thing has been worrying me for the whole week. And guess what, they made me go for 2 interviews. One was a MOCK one. After taking it they told mem "sorry ah but this is not the real interview" WA SEH. Waste my breath sia. Haha. Nvm, at least it calmed my nerves for the real one. AND HOON WAS MY INTERVIEWER. Wth man. Of all people. "Suay suay" tio him. Yeah did loads of stupid stuff that I did not expect myself to do.. but overall it went well. So praise God again! Now I know I have a career being a backstreet boy.. WOO! (inside joke :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye so the week is over but sadly the weekend is taken up by PW. But oh well, beats studying anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again. Let me talk about Les Miserables :D Haha. Shit I'm seriously becoming obsessed. Anyway, nothing and I mean nothing comes close to Les Miserables in capturing human emotion in songs. Its raw, intense and hits you hard in the face. Man. I'm the type of person who barely listens out for lyrics.. much less make an effort to understand what the song is about. But Les Miserables is different. And the singing is awesome. Like WOAH. Even though David says its easy.. its still very addictive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this may make me sounds weird or something but I think Eponine is very sweet looking. OK I KNOW THIS IS UN-SOO LIKE BUT SCREW IT. Haha. Shit man what happened to my gay reputation ): Kidding. Anyway. Lea Salonga! Waaaa. She acted as Eponine.. and for a street waif I would say she looks.. attractive. Save for the big mouth :D Great voice to go along too. But heck, all the actors have great voices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I should go now. Before I bore you with more rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116136125578152069?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116136125578152069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116136125578152069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116136125578152069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116136125578152069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/10/weaks-end.html' title='The Weak&apos;s End'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116101057496275050</id><published>2006-10-16T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T08:00:20.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Miserables</title><content type='html'>Whee I have a splitting headache but I'll blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've like fallen in love with Les Miserables. Man. Can't believe choir is doing it at the end of the year.. it better be good! Yeah. Its damn nice. Ask me for songs! I especially like On My Own sung by Eponine. Wa super EMO sia! Unrequited love. Just read the lyrics and you'll know. EMO EMO EMO. First time i feel so strongly about the song. Its damn sad. Really. I know its just a stupid play but its sad! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to turn, no one to go to.&lt;br /&gt;Without a home, without a friend&lt;br /&gt;without a face to say hello to&lt;br /&gt;But now the night is near &lt;br /&gt;And I can make-believe he's here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I walk alone at night&lt;br /&gt;When everybody else is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I think of him and then I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;With the company I'm keeping&lt;br /&gt;The city goes to bed&lt;br /&gt;And I can live inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Pretending he's beside me&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk with him 'til morning&lt;br /&gt;Without him, I feel his arms around me&lt;br /&gt;And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rain&lt;br /&gt;The pavement shines like silver&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are misty in the river&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is him and me forever and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's only in my mind&lt;br /&gt;That I'm talking to myself and not to him&lt;br /&gt;And although I know that he is blind&lt;br /&gt;Still I say there's a way for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;But when the night is over&lt;br /&gt;He is gone&lt;br /&gt;The river's just a river&lt;br /&gt;Without him, the world around me changes&lt;br /&gt;The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;But every day I'm lonely&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've only been pretending&lt;br /&gt;Without me, his world will go on turning&lt;br /&gt;The world is full of happiness that I have never known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;I love him...&lt;br /&gt;But only on my own... &lt;br /&gt;(sniffle) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha cute ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sQlZo6VJrE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sQlZo6VJrE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116101057496275050?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116101057496275050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116101057496275050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116101057496275050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116101057496275050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/10/les-miserables.html' title='Les Miserables'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116089531329743642</id><published>2006-10-14T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:55:13.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons why you are screwed for PW.</title><content type='html'>VJ OPEN HOUSE!!! Woo. We owned la. Man, mass dance was crazy. And Khairi singing River Maya's You'll be safe here was good shit. Oh well. Promo results tmr! Just hope I don't fail anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the state of utter pissed-off-ness, I decided to blog about PW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Reasons why you are f*cked for Project Work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have the smallest group in class (4! SI! DIE.)&lt;br /&gt;2. The english standard of one of your members' is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; good. (PW IS ALL ABOUT ENGLISH I SWEAR)&lt;br /&gt;3. Your group members are constantly BUSY. (Hockey training everyday of the week? Jap club pres? I comp video?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. 3/4 of your group takes CHINESE. (The 5 member groups only have 1 person taking. And when we are busy mugging for chinese they will be doing OP/I&amp;R)&lt;/em&gt; -&gt; I swear this is the gayest shit ever!&lt;br /&gt;5. It's 2.46pm on Sunday and your WR is not completed. And your groupmates are all AWAY. And you're still blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! Sorry if anyone is offended by this post but I'm not slamming anyone so my dear group members don't be angry. This is just a rant at PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours lovingly&lt;br /&gt;Timothy Soo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116089531329743642?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116089531329743642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116089531329743642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116089531329743642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116089531329743642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/10/reasons-why-you-are-screwed-for-pw.html' title='Reasons why you are screwed for PW.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-116014558274448191</id><published>2006-10-06T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T07:39:42.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE PROMOS. HELLO PW.</title><content type='html'>Yay promos are finally over. NO MORE MUGGING FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR. Unless I take R paper that is. Chemistry was especially horrible. Anyway. I feel so free now.. such a weird feeling. BUT DAMN CHINESE A LEVELS ARE APPROACHING. And we have like 2hrs of chinese a day? 2 hrs of facing skeleton warrior a day? Suicide. And to make matters worse there is some stupid shit called project work. NICE JOB MOE NICE JOB U ALL ARE DAMN SMART MAN TOP IN SINGAPORE. Hahaha. Ooo I'm starting to sound stupid but well. PW is just some dumb shit. Future employer: "Oooh Timothy you got an A for PW, you definitely will work well with your colleagues!" RIIIGHT. Damn teamwork isnt based on yourself but the people you work with. If you get some screwed up bunch next time no matter how good your teamwork is it will still suck. From my point of view at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON. Today there was class outing after the much dreaded chinese people. I swear the KI people are crazy. There was this guy who practically SLEPT for 1.5hrs during the chinese paper. RESPECT! Anyway we watched World Trade Centre. Was nice, just a little draggy at times. And if you are looking for action, don't bother. Its mostly like talking, thinking, reflecting stuff. And you know when you are in your comfortable room watching the freaking WTC collapse in front of your eyes you hardly feel anything (for my case at least) but when you watch the movie you really feel the injustice and stuff. Like, why did so many innocents have to die. Those who got out were really lucky. And like, in one second your ENTIRE LIFE, no matter how long you have lived, is turned around. And the love man! Strangers risking their lives of others. I salute those firemen, police officers, army officers, and all those who helped evacuate the WTC. Man. Takes a hell lot of courage to go into a collapsing building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. A whole week of no school coming up.. so much things to do! SENTOSA ON WEDDDDDD. Wooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE PRELIMS. MUGGING CAN BURNNNNN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-116014558274448191?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116014558274448191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=116014558274448191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116014558274448191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/116014558274448191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/10/bye-bye-promos-hello-pw.html' title='BYE BYE PROMOS. HELLO PW.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115781831883507205</id><published>2006-09-09T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T09:11:58.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAOSIN!</title><content type='html'>Woo. Changed skin again. Its SAOSIN! Yay. New band that I've fallen in love with, again courtesy of Daniel Ng that stupid boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well many things have happened over the past few days. And one very significant thing that happened was that I had a very curious dream. Four of us, namely David, Jason, Joshua and I went to school for a MUG CAMP! Interesting isn't it. Weird dream. And many funny things happened during the course of that camp. Cockroaches were killed, new territories were conquered, new friends were made, new insights were discovered, sushi was devoured, and last of all, MUGGING (even though it was only a little) was done! Cool eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strange dream seemed so real to me. Whats freaky is that when I awoke, I found videos of it on my handphone and on the cameras of Jason and David! WEEEEEIRRRRRRRD. Haha. Nvm, this is good stuff. It is a nice dream that I would want to remember and tell others about. How I wish that this same dream would occur next year during the A Levels.. maybe I could even mug in my sleep! (And free sakae sushi buffet isn't such a bad idea either) LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye well, enough of my dream! Tmr is youth mass and I have lots to do. Wheeee. Food food food! Haha. Sorry random. Ok I'm dead beat now. Need to sleep early. Cya people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From throat and eyes came winter and reasons &lt;br /&gt;I'm told to carry on &lt;br /&gt;Sad overwhelms my senses drown oh I feel dependent &lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you were honestly gone&lt;br /&gt;I can't shake it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the same mistake twice &lt;br /&gt;burst of red and green covering me &lt;br /&gt;bring some things that she loves&lt;br /&gt;I should let it fold over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We count the days left, 23 &lt;br /&gt;And all I know &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, could I be protected &lt;br /&gt;With you suddenly gone &lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you were honestly gone&lt;br /&gt;I can't shake it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the same mistake twice &lt;br /&gt;flash of red and green all over me &lt;br /&gt;bring some things that she'll love&lt;br /&gt;I should let if fold over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the same mistake twice &lt;br /&gt;flash of red and green all over me &lt;br /&gt;bring some things that she'll love&lt;br /&gt;I should let if fold over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the same mistake twice &lt;br /&gt;Burst of red and green covering me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mookies Last Christmas by Saosin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't have any idea what this song is about but well, its a great song! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115781831883507205?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115781831883507205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115781831883507205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115781831883507205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115781831883507205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/09/saosin.html' title='SAOSIN!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115738747015850241</id><published>2006-09-04T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T09:31:10.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Love</title><content type='html'>SHINE JESUS SHINE RALLY! Yeah. Just came back from it. Was great. Thanks to poey for convincing most of us to go. LOG is back man, feel the love! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the rally, I felt something that I've not felt for the longest time. The joy of being able to praise God for what he has done with me, forgeting EVERYTHING else that bothers me, raising my hands and just praising Him with all my heart. It was beautiful. It sort of was the climax for me when we were singing shout to the Lord. While closing my eyes, it felt like we were a congregation of angels just singing praises. Wow. And I teared. Never thought God could make me emo. Haha. And after that song I looked up, and saw the words "God is Love" that were at the top of the car park. So poignant. God's love was all around me. Yay. And just seeing everyone like dancing, singing, smiling, cheering, clapping.. it just gives you this peace and joy inside you that nothing else can ever give. Also! There was this elderly lady dancing and smiling while we were singing One Way. Cool huh. God touches all. Oooh yeah and there was this guy who came for the rally, I think he is one of the band members from Caracal. At the start he was like just stoning with the "wth am i doing here" face. But by the end of the rally he was smiling and singing. Really nice to see that God can even break the most hardened of hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to kneel on the gravel during adoration. I was like SHITTTT. Haha. Yeah, but then just gotta tahan right. I mean the pain that we're going through is nothing compared to the pain Jesus went through during the cruxifixion. Yeah. And the part where we lifted our hands and Father Simon prayed with us. Was really relavant to what I'm going through now. Praise God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMPOWERED! Yeah I feel kinda like that. But the feeling is wearing off already. Spiritual highs only last for awhile.. but God's love lasts forever (: So here's a gentle reminder to myself.. to be more Christ centered in my life. So that others can see Jesus in me! Praise God for all that he has done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Jesus, My Savior,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, there is none like You;&lt;br /&gt;All of my days&lt;br /&gt;I want to praise&lt;br /&gt;the wonders of Your mighty love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comfort, my shelter,&lt;br /&gt;Tower of refuge and strength;&lt;br /&gt;let every breath, all that I am&lt;br /&gt;never cease to worship You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout to the Lord, all the earth,&lt;br /&gt;let us sing&lt;br /&gt;power and majesty, praise to the King;&lt;br /&gt;mountains bow down and the seas will roar&lt;br /&gt;at the sound of Your name.&lt;br /&gt;I sing for joy at the work of Your hands,&lt;br /&gt;forever I'll love You, forever I'll stand,&lt;br /&gt;nothing compares to the promise I have in You &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only One Way - Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115738747015850241?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115738747015850241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115738747015850241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115738747015850241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115738747015850241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-is-love.html' title='God is Love'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115720844310234521</id><published>2006-09-02T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:50:35.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist in the Ambulance</title><content type='html'>Hello people. Another long post in ages. Today was family 3. Quite fun I suppose, hanging out with your classmates. Haha. Oh well, everything was damn expensive tho. Beehoon for 3 bucks?! Aye but for charity la. And yeah guitar performance was VERT screwed. Especially the ensemble. Like, can't hear each other, with NO FREAKING CONDUCTOR. And we didn't even have a metronome or shit. Then I heard our teacher say, eh how come harmoc can play without conductor but you all cannot. HELLO. HARMOC HAD A FREAKING DRUMSET KEEPING TIME FOR THEM. We had what, 4 taps on the guitar before launching into the song, unguided. Please man. Power conductor, expect us to play without timing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've fallen in love with the lyrics from the song Artist in the Ambulance by thrice. Aye, good song. It was one of the first songs Sim sent to me when I started out playing guitar but I never liked it until now. Musical tastes change I suppose. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white&lt;br /&gt;They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that empty words are not enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm left here with the question of just&lt;br /&gt;What have I to show except the promises I never kept?&lt;br /&gt;I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares&lt;br /&gt;It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that there's&lt;br /&gt;A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have&lt;br /&gt;There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhetoric can't raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of always talking when there's no change&lt;br /&gt;Rhetoric can't raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal&lt;br /&gt;Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel&lt;br /&gt;My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the&lt;br /&gt;Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. And promos are edging closer every day. FIND THE POWER AND DISCIPLINE TO MUG PPL! And then we can play. No wait. I still have chinese, AND pw op. Woo! Lovely. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115720844310234521?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115720844310234521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115720844310234521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115720844310234521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115720844310234521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/09/artist-in-ambulance.html' title='Artist in the Ambulance'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115606971798263402</id><published>2006-08-20T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:28:37.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singa-Core</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So take your time to figure out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that things will see that change&lt;br /&gt;To set our differences apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the voices speak the pain&lt;br /&gt;Then would it bring a better day&lt;br /&gt;Then I would say to you come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you leave, you changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;Now this won't be, our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted this to be&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll paint a dream of better days&lt;br /&gt;Things were too much for you to take&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it real to live it somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what it takes&lt;br /&gt;Anytime or any given day&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll ever live without (you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came to me, with open arms&lt;br /&gt;Now this won't be, the same anymore&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine, what it'll be&lt;br /&gt;Without you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think it is worth fighting for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know that there is so much more to this&lt;br /&gt;And I'll wait cause i know that you love me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll wait cause i know I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest skies, the deepest grounds&lt;br /&gt;(I see it, I believe it's coming now)&lt;br /&gt;And if we fall, we'll come around&lt;br /&gt;(I know it made us stronger, wouldn't have done it without you)&lt;br /&gt;And what we trust, it isn't all&lt;br /&gt;(Beyond the sun I can't see, but I will take you there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest skies, the deepest grounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Morning, by A Vacant Affair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! Update. So fast again right. Ok. Just fell in love with A Vacant Affair, a local post hardcore band. Nice vocals and riffs. Crazy they have 3 guitarists! Must be hell to coordinate. Too bad their EP only has 5 songs. Rah. Too little of a good thing is bad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'm editing my darn WR now. Stupid thing. So much to do. And Amanda is slacking away enjoying her birthday, leaving the other 3 group members to dieeeeeeee. Haha. HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA! You better be guilty for pangsehing us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Back to WR! Haha. NO MORE EMO DAYS! (This freaking word is appearing everywhere) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emo is the new lame, everyone wants a part in it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115606971798263402?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115606971798263402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115606971798263402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115606971798263402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115606971798263402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/08/singa-core.html' title='Singa-Core'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115582964243413534</id><published>2006-08-17T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T08:47:22.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore WTF idol?</title><content type='html'>FOO! Yay yay finally update. Today I'm gonna talk about Singapore Idol! Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm guilty of watching the rock genre Singapore Idol show yesterday. Yeah. Hady was good. And Jasmin sang sweet child O mine. Haha. O MINE! Yeah. The band sounded a little better than normal, but bass was overpowering man. Nuts. I expected Paul Twohill to sing some emo song, actually was looking forward to his performance. Aiyah but letdown la. Sing the anthem. Only nice part is "shake it once thats right, shake it twice its okay.. shake it three times, you're playing with yourself.." and he was shaking his hand man while singing that. DISTURBING. o_O Yup. I didn't like Mathilda tho. Dunno why. She should just have stuck to Led Zep songs. More edge. Nurul was.. bleh. Boooooring song. AND FREAKING NATALIE IMBRUGLIA-OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL THE NAME is NOT A ROCK SINGER. She's a pop artist man. Still say I'm gonna rock the house down or some shit. Screwed up shit! Lol. Oh yeah. And Joakim. Maaaaaaan. Horrible. "I'm a believer", that he can't sing. Jonathan sang Plush by STP. Never heard that song before, sounded like some rock ballad or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today. Results show. I asked Oliver who went out. This is his exact reaction, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i knew whats gonna happen. says:&lt;br /&gt;MATHILDA LA FUCK SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I agree with him fully. After a couple of vulgarities down. He told me that Hady and Jonathan were in the bottom 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Not that suprising right. Singaporeans. Predictable. As David said, there are 3 types: a) dumb b) deaf c) smart but dont vote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Thankfully, I belong to c). I hope you guys reading my blog belong to c) too. I REAAAAALLY hope you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Singapore. Singapore. Singapore. Screwed up is the only word I can describe SG Idol. IF EUUU WANTX TO KEEPS UR FAVOURITEX IDOLX IN E COMPETITION MUSTZ KEEPZ VOTINGSS FOR DEMS OK! Gurmit should start speaking like that. Cuz I bet the only people voting for those who can't sing are those who speak the exact same way. TEENAGE BOPPER GIRLS WITH NO FREAKING BRAINS. Man. Yeah I know Joakim is "hot", but this isn't Singapore CUTEST face its a SINGING competition. As stressed by the Idol judges countless of times. I think I know why la, they see the Taufiq Batisah 7-11 advertistment. "Wa, our first Singapore Idol become 7-11 model, the next one must choose good looking one if not 7-11 lose out! No one buy big gulp anymore then how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post is for those idiots. Who continue wasting 60c voting. No wait, more than that. Trigger happy teeny bopper girls. Who think OOOOO SMASHMOUTH IS ROCK BAYBEH!!! Or something like that. If you wanna throw away 60c, just go to your resident coffee shop. The oldies there won't mind you buying them a cup of coffee. And for those who are gonna continue voting senslessly after reading this post and many other flaming posts on the net.. SCREW YOU NOOBS! Hahahahahaahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. Ranting is fun. I shall by no means be held accountable for whats written above, I was drunk. Remember that. I WAS drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a parting shot.. I would like to say that Singapore Idol just shows that Singaporeans can't vote. In any case whatsoever. Not just in TV shows. Does anyone remember GE 2006? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember kiddos, 66 is still a B in school! MUST GET "A" DEN GOOD! Get B cannot haolian even though the paper damn easy ok! Want to haolian come compare with me, all A ok! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115582964243413534?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115582964243413534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115582964243413534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115582964243413534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115582964243413534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/08/singapore-wtf-idol.html' title='Singapore WTF idol?'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115427887344012963</id><published>2006-07-30T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:06:43.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to blog!</title><content type='html'>update update! I need to update more. Readership (if there was any in the first place) is dying ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit I always seem to have nothing to say when I blog. Kinda sucks. I guess I'm not an emotional person who can actually put his thoughts down on a blog. Aye but today was kinda good I guess, went for confession after quite some time of neglecting it. Feels good to have a fresh start.. after being bogged down in so much bloody sin. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I came across this verse from the bible yesterday, and reading the reflections that came with it I saw how true it applies to us students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 10:41-42&lt;br /&gt;"Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened when Jesus visited the sisters Mary and Martha. Mary was sitting quietly listening and talking to Jesus while Martha was "distracted by her many tasks" such as cooking. (I think?) This applies to us because ever so often we are caught up in the whirlwind of work, cca, socialising and all the other things that we deem as important. However, how often do we just leave everything behind and approach Jesus to spend quality time with him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I'm really guilty of this. What, every night before I sleep I just say a prayer, but I'm not really concentrating and what's on my mind is - ok let me say a "good" prayer before sleeping so God will be happy with me and I won't feel guilty. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few days ago I was talking to my father, I said that LOG wasn't in a good state becuase school was taking us away from spending time with God. And I went on to say that many of us had leadership positions and commitments thus the lack of time. His simple answer was, if the thing affects your time spend with God, you always have the choice not to take it up. Its like ok, I'm offered to be the guitar QM but i know that by accepting that I'll have less time to go for weekday mass and stuff. If I really wanted to deepen my faith with God, I would turn it down. But that's near impossible for us humans right? Always wanting power, leadership, and for our testimonials to look good. Yeah. I guess its about know what pleases Him, and having the strength to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the bible verse, in the reflections it also said that if Jesus really came to our house, we definitely wouldn't pass up the chance to drop everything else to talk to Him. And the fact is that he is truly present in our "house" every moment of our lives. He is in the eucharist that we receive every week, and comes kncoking on the doors of our hearts. So, since we would spend time with Jesus if he visited our physical home, let us make the effort to do the same when He comes to our spiritual home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm probably rambling by now. Haha. Sorry if i don't make sense. Not used to typing such reflective posts. Arr well. I have to start someday right.. Ok I'm dead tired. School tmr.. A LIL POSITIVITY PPL! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115427887344012963?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115427887344012963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115427887344012963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115427887344012963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115427887344012963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-to-blog.html' title='time to blog!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115383978947113821</id><published>2006-07-25T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:03:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Thingie?</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by jon, and I'm kinda free now. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random things about myself:&lt;br /&gt;1. i can't see why ppl call me horse.&lt;br /&gt;2. i can't see why ppl call me by my surname and not my name. (SOOOO!)&lt;br /&gt;3. i love playing guitar?&lt;br /&gt;4. i'm an introvert. HAH! bet you didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;5. i'm thin but unfit ):&lt;br /&gt;6. i'm NOT gay.&lt;br /&gt;7. i'll die without music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;1. dying young&lt;br /&gt;2. death of a family member&lt;br /&gt;3. going to hell. hah.&lt;br /&gt;4. watching stupid horror movies that scare the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;5. watching all my friends getting attatched while i remain single. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;6. gruesome pictures (blown up body parts, ppl eating foetuses)&lt;br /&gt;7. losing my close friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random songs at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. "complete" by parachute band.&lt;br /&gt;2. "escape artists never die" from by funeral for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. "history" by the same band.&lt;br /&gt;4. "my sacrifice" by creed.&lt;br /&gt;5. "boston" by i cant remember the name person and i'm too lazy to check.&lt;br /&gt;6. "you don't know me" by michael buble.&lt;br /&gt;7. "power rangers theme song" by buckethead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i like most:&lt;br /&gt;1. God!&lt;br /&gt;2. family!&lt;br /&gt;3. LOG!&lt;br /&gt;4. classmates!&lt;br /&gt;5. guitar!&lt;br /&gt;6. suaning ppl!? haha.&lt;br /&gt;7. making ppl laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this:&lt;br /&gt;I shall be kind and leave this out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite...&lt;br /&gt;colours: blue and black. BSB sia! lol.&lt;br /&gt;food: steak? pig sia -_-&lt;br /&gt;song: ooh here we go! classic rock. hard rock. power metal. jazz. some pop. some unclassifiable bands like funeral for a friend. &lt;br /&gt;day of the week: sunday. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current..&lt;br /&gt;mood: bored.&lt;br /&gt;taste: er. my tongue?&lt;br /&gt;clothes: president's star charity 2004 shirt, fake nike pants :D&lt;br /&gt;desktop: some picture of a city with a snow capped mountain in the background&lt;br /&gt;toenail colour: normal&lt;br /&gt;surroundings: bass guitar, amps, a pick, chem notes and tys, pencil box. basically my "study" table.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts: i wish my classmates were not going for all the damn seminars tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first...&lt;br /&gt;best friend: a boy called william in nursery.&lt;br /&gt;crush: an ang moh girl in nursey.&lt;br /&gt;kiss: probably mum.&lt;br /&gt;piece of music heard: A B C D song! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last...&lt;br /&gt;cigarette: NEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;drink: water&lt;br /&gt;car ride: morning. oliver's mum.&lt;br /&gt;crush: ahh. i guess those reading this should know? haha. EXCEPT JASON HOON. HAHHAHAHAA U SUCK! :D&lt;br /&gt;phone call: by checking my phone it says wing. i can't rmb tho.&lt;br /&gt;CD played: if u mean CD as in CD, probably the used: in love and death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;dated your best friend: sure did. gonna do it next year too. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;broken the law: stole some lego toy from my friend once. does that count? :D&lt;br /&gt;been arrested: nope, though the govt would like to after what i said in class today. HOLIDAY ON TUESDAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;skinny-dipped: you wish. no. lol.&lt;br /&gt;been on tv: i doubt so ):&lt;br /&gt;kissed someone you don't know: sadly no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i am wearing:&lt;br /&gt;specs, shirt, pants, underwear. boohoo i only have 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things i've done today:&lt;br /&gt;played guitar, done some work, slept in lecture, laughed a hell lot in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i can hear right now:&lt;br /&gt;typing sounds, michael buble's voice, father's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing i did when i was bored: talk cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW THIS TOOK LONGER THAN I EXPECTED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115383978947113821?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115383978947113821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115383978947113821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115383978947113821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115383978947113821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/07/quiz-thingie.html' title='Quiz Thingie?'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115349748287573845</id><published>2006-07-21T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:20:34.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joshua!</title><content type='html'>Yeah update update! Today was a great day man, praise God! Rocks. Racial Harmony. Ethnic costumes worn by classmates. Jason looked like an AH PEH. And of course, it was Joshua's birthday celebration. What a wicked one I would say. A fake present (Pizza Hut watch that doesn't work), a very efficient and full body dunking in the vjc pt fountain, and of course the very nice FOSSIL watch (the real present). Aye. Sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since pictures tell a thousand words.. here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/IMG_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/IMG_0190.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Joshua getting dunked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here he is with his pizza hut "baby G" watch. Cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/IMG_0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/IMG_0199.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.... CLASS PHOTO!!! RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/IMG_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/IMG_0202.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/7955594-115349748287573845?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115349748287573845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115349748287573845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115349748287573845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115349748287573845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-joshua.html' title='Happy Birthday Joshua!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115298236866396379</id><published>2006-07-15T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T09:52:48.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Jam Time!</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD!! I'm sorry for not updating regularly. Well I guess I've gotten back most of my mid year results.. did ok. Not good nor bad. Aye. All by God's grace! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno but I seem to be very free compared to my classmates and loggers. Maybe its my AWESOME TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS (I'm sure. See how much time I spend online) or maybe its just that I have relatively few commitments. Ah. At least I'm not stressed or anything yet.. so praise God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I attended the Catholic High Music Awards with all the ex chs vj ppl. Rah. Crazy school. TOILETS ARE IMBA-LY HUGE AND CLEAN. But their venue for the performance sucked. THE HALL. With plastic chairs. Boo. Damn low class lol. Aye, and performances were not very good too. At least they played smoke on the water. And they had another band covering John Petrucci. Not bad, for a secondary school. And there was a band name P.I.J = Penisland jam. PEN ISLAND JAM. Hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and there was today. Went jamming!! I miss jamming with the mikes man. Aye. Today was with daniel and his band friends. Went deaf in that small room. Haha. But it was fun la, although I was quite stoned. Vocalist was cool. Yeah. We played EMOOOOOOOOOOO. Haha. So much for my anti emo stance huh. Rahhh what happened to my die hard rock and metal taste. STUPID DANIEL ALL YOUR FAULT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats all the crap I have to say. Enjoy whats left of the weekend people, and enjoy doing EOM. Bloody MOE. OMG! I just realised its a flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris! I promise I'll do your funny 20 ppl thing the next time ok. Too tired now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115298236866396379?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115298236866396379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115298236866396379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115298236866396379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115298236866396379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/07/emo-jam-time.html' title='Emo Jam Time!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115219871250058800</id><published>2006-07-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:11:52.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete</title><content type='html'>Aye these few days. School. Readjusting to the routine. Yeah. And there is this dreary SIAN feeling floating around everybody and I just hate it. I don't know why but it sucks bad. Haha. Yeah, and so I was listening to this song - Complete by Parachute Band, and it struck me how apt the lyrics were. Kind of like God speaking to me. And I feel slightly better. This song is for all who are tired, weary, lonely and burdened by the problems of life. Its a reminder that though we might not feel His presence, our loving Father is always, always there for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Oh God&lt;br /&gt;I bring this sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;My open heart, I offer up my life&lt;br /&gt;I look to You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Restores me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lift my eyes to you Lord&lt;br /&gt;In your strength will I break through Lord&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now, let your love fall down on me&lt;br /&gt;I know your love dispels all my fears&lt;br /&gt;Through the storm I will hold on Lord&lt;br /&gt;And by faith I will walk on Lord&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll see beyond my calvary one day&lt;br /&gt;And I will be complete in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Oh God&lt;br /&gt;I bring this sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;My open heart, I offer up my life&lt;br /&gt;I look to You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Restores me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lift my eyes to you Lord&lt;br /&gt;In your strength will I break through Lord&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now, let your love fall down on me&lt;br /&gt;I know your love dispels all my fears&lt;br /&gt;Through the storm I will hold on Lord&lt;br /&gt;And by faith I will walk on Lord&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll see beyond my calvary one day&lt;br /&gt;And I will be complete in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look to You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Restores me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lift my eyes to you Lord&lt;br /&gt;In your strength will I break through Lord&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now, let your love fall down on me&lt;br /&gt;I know your love dispels all my fears&lt;br /&gt;Through the storm I will hold on Lord&lt;br /&gt;And by faith I will walk on Lord&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll see beyond my calvary one day&lt;br /&gt;And I will be complete in&lt;br /&gt;I will be complete in&lt;br /&gt;I will be complete in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115219871250058800?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115219871250058800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115219871250058800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115219871250058800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115219871250058800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/07/complete.html' title='Complete'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115190868150682959</id><published>2006-07-02T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:38:01.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Timothy soo&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Timothy soo!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Vermont, the ratio of cows to timothy soo is 10:1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Timothy soo is the only metal that is liquid at room temperature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Timothy soo can sleep for three and a half years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes 8 minutes for light to travel from the Sun's surface to timothy soo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding timothy soo on Christmas morning is believed to bring good luck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Timothy soo will give a higher yield if milked when listening to music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About 100 people choke to death on timothy soo each year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church of Scientology was founded in 1953, at Washington D.C., by timothy soo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In 1982 Time Magazine named timothy soo its 'Man of the Year'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's bad luck to put timothy soo on a bed!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115190868150682959?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115190868150682959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115190868150682959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115190868150682959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115190868150682959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/07/ten-top-trivia-tips-about-timothy-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-115172711727692809</id><published>2006-06-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:29:23.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pwned.</title><content type='html'>I am ashamed that Oliver is updating so much more than me. Ricer look! I'm updating now. Lol. Bloody mid years was a warzone. Killed, slaughtered, maimed and just trampled on. So much for studying :D Ah at least we get 3 days of rest. Before going back to school.. AND PROJECT WORK. Yes my group. We are so screwed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a good day! Lunch with guitar exco, and then class outing. Watched Superman Returns with the guys because the girls pangseh-eh. As always. And they went shopping. Superman was ok, plot was a bit too slow for my taste AND THE FREAKING SOUNDTRACK IS DAMN CORNY. Its that familiar Superman tune from the old movies and it keeps coming on when Superman is like winning or something. Yucks. I'm sick of that tune already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. Now I'm stuck at home feeling very free and lonely because my whole family is out. Parents at parish retreat and bro at canoeing training. Bloody hiongster la he. I guess I just will have to be contented with slacking around with absolutely nothing about studying or work in my mind. SYDR bbq later! Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this post has satisfied your craving for some intellectual food from me. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-115172711727692809?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/115172711727692809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=115172711727692809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115172711727692809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/115172711727692809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/06/pwned.html' title='Pwned.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114935398138991250</id><published>2006-06-03T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T09:59:41.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLYDAHY!</title><content type='html'>Yeah. Please ignore the two posts below. Some crazy person must have hacked my account. Haha. OK IM WONDERING WHY IS IT SO FREAKING HOT EVERYDAY. Crazy weather. And this week has been sucky, for the studying side. Totally unproductive. Sigh. Well, lets hope next week is a better week for everyone. AYE. And remember to enjoy your holidayssssssss. Crap I'm going nuts. It's late. And I'm tired. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A GIBSON THUNDERBIRD PLS PLS PLS ): hahaha. sorry some random guitar nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye God Bless people. I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114935398138991250?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114935398138991250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114935398138991250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114935398138991250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114935398138991250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/06/hallydahy.html' title='HALLYDAHY!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114915084720401690</id><published>2006-06-01T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:34:07.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I SUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;especially when compared to rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114915084720401690?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114915084720401690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114915084720401690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114915084720401690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114915084720401690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114874720229203223</id><published>2006-05-27T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T09:26:42.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is NOT timothy soo. obviously. i mean timothy soo's not so interesting and exciting..he's DULL and BORING. unlike..ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW. that timothy soo's a BIMBO. *gasps* totally unexpected right? but seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can ask a question that's already been answered multiple times...totally oblivious to rolling eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can say the wrong thing with so much confidence..only to realise a few minutes later that he is not so sure after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can be so freaked out by a weird sound..&lt;br /&gt;that happens to be coming from the person right next to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK YOU'RE SO SMART ISIT TIMOTHY &lt;strong&gt;LEONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i don't think i'm very smart..i KNOW it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timothy KNOWS that SCGS DANCE ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;like SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;IT DOES.&lt;br /&gt;it's like the best thing alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sji sucks. oops! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sewers can do nothing..&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so pointless..it has to be your fault sewer.&lt;br /&gt;YA it's your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? i said this was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i think this is the &lt;strong&gt;fairest description&lt;/strong&gt; that anyone has ever given you. SERIOUSLY. oh wait, i forgot something IMPORTANT about timothy soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. ok now this is complete.&lt;br /&gt;whatever i wrote up there..is all that timothy soo is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timothy soo just told me i'm lousy!!&lt;br /&gt;but you know what? YOU'RE LOUSIER!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you're DAMN LOUSY la.&lt;br /&gt; as lousy as an orange is orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all your fault. now i'm gonna appear totally lame, and crappy and DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, soo has a totally gay password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be nice to me soo. if not i'll tell the whole world your gay password.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114874720229203223?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114874720229203223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114874720229203223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114874720229203223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114874720229203223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-hello-this-is-not-timothy-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114857367613844944</id><published>2006-05-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T09:14:36.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!!</title><content type='html'>As you all know already, today was the soccer finals... and vj won mj 4-2! Oh man. This was the most exciting sports game I've ever seen in my entire LIFE. I swear, soccer IS the beautiful game. Haha. Shit man I wish I could play soccer! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the back to the match. First half vj's defence was kinda screwed, and mj scored 1. But the thing that impressed me was that RIGHT after mj scored, the red shirts led us into cheering on our soccer guys.. fight on vj fight on! And that is the victorian spirit for you, the thing that I thought never existed and was just a tale to make us proud of our school. But today there it was, and I was in the midst of it. The never say die spirit of the soccer guys. And so we pushed on, 2nd half we equalised. 1-1. Soon enough mj scored again! 2-1 against us. And when you're down 2-1.. who would have thought we could score 3 goals in the last 4 minutes of injury time? Could see the people around me all suffering from heart attacks.. haha. All the close goals. Man. And the penalty. The girls couldn't bear to watch. But when the vj guys scored.. the feeling is undescribable. The sheer JOY. Shared with hundreds so like minded individuals around you. YOU ALL SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE! Haha. And when vj equalised from 2-1 to 2-2 I saw a victorian girl crying. Tears to relief and joy. Wow. Also, the funny thing was that when we were losing our cheering was getting louder and louder.. cool eh. And so my voice is gone. As we were losing for most of the game =D. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all in all it was a spectacular and epic match between vj and mj. Kudos to both sides for trying their very best and giving us a good final to watch and cheer for. VJC - The Comeback Kings. And believe me, today is going down the hall of fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ BOLEH! (:&lt;br /&gt;Thy Triumphs See and Victories We Share Yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114857367613844944?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114857367613844944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114857367613844944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114857367613844944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114857367613844944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-are-champions.html' title='WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114821964493905594</id><published>2006-05-21T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:54:05.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The biggest hypocrite. Ever.</title><content type='html'>Yay new skin! SLAPWALKPOP! lalala. So anyway. This week has been real hectic. GUITAR CONCERT! Yeah. Damn freaking stress la. Logistics. Yup but praise God everything went smoothly! And yeah, thanks to all who came down to support me. Though its not the same as when I'm performing with SJIMB, I'm just glad that it was a good chance to bond with my fellow J1s and that we put up a great show! THE GUITARAS! We rocked! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was ricer's dance concert. Woo woo. Very INTERESTING performances I must say. Entertainment factor 10/10 =D Haha. Aye. IM FEELING GOOD... DADADADA. Lol. Yeah anyway great work ricer! Professionalism indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And them there was today. After church a couple of loggers + cornerstoners dragged me to skizzors to cut my long overgrown hair. Yeah. And know what. You won't believe this but they spiked my hair. Or sort of. YES CAN YOU BELIEVE IT MY HAIR IS SPIKABLE NOW. TIM SOO WITH SPIKEY HAIR?!?! WTF IS HAPPENING?!! Haha. Yes. You can close your mouth now. Umm. What can I say man. You gotta see to believe. But then again I have no experience in this kind of stuff so I'll probably end up not doing anything. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the weekend just zoomed by. Again. Last week of school before "holidays"! Mmm. Cya guys around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114821964493905594?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114821964493905594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114821964493905594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114821964493905594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114821964493905594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/05/biggest-hypocrite-ever.html' title='The biggest hypocrite. Ever.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114770613421057910</id><published>2006-05-15T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T08:15:35.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 17!</title><content type='html'>Hello people. Ok quick post. Real busy this week. Yeah, I'm finally 17. No big hoo haa or anything. But a great big THANK YOU to everyone who made my day on the 13th of May 2006. Those who wished me.. gave me cards.. hugs and presents. Yes, thank you all! Even those who forgot :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. And special thanks to 06s38 for that wonderful crumpler bag that completes my maht look. Aye. And those bums who went out with me on Saturday. I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now.. guitar concert on Friday. Busybusy. Cya around peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114770613421057910?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114770613421057910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114770613421057910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114770613421057910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114770613421057910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-17.html' title='I&apos;m 17!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114648950613300623</id><published>2006-05-01T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T06:18:27.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/THEMIKESFULL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/THEMIKESFULL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yup, thats us. 3 weeks. Well worth the time man. And Deon looks dicky. Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114648950613300623?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114648950613300623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114648950613300623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114648950613300623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114648950613300623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/05/band.html' title='The Band'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114630883192659999</id><published>2006-04-29T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T09:10:25.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mikes!</title><content type='html'>Oh man. Playing at Delta House Function was a blast. Definitely the best way to start of my gigging career. lol. MY FIRST GIG EVER! Woohoo. It was all worth the 3 weeks of jamming man, coming back at 11pm 2-3 times a week. Woah. What an experience. Ok let me introduce the band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mikes! (its a VS thing)&lt;br /&gt;Vox: Charles&lt;br /&gt;Guitar 1: Khairul&lt;br /&gt;Guitar 2: Deon&lt;br /&gt;Drums: BUK!&lt;br /&gt;Bass: ME (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great people this bunch. Ok now for the juicy stuff. About the performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We came, &lt;/strong&gt;in a lorry with a drumset, frickinly heavy guitar and bass amps, two mic amps, tons of cables and some eq thingie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We saw,&lt;/strong&gt; TJcians sitting down in chairs while we played our first set, and most of them leaving before our second set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We conquered&lt;/strong&gt;, the hearts of the remaining audience, with them dancing and jumping to our music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/THE%20MIKES!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/THE%20MIKES%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Shit man. Damn fun. Some screwups here and there but.. THE CROWD STILL LOVED IT. In the middle of the song "Zombie" Deon just started improvising on the spot. Wa, I just stared at him with my mouth open. IT WAS PRO LA. I mean, he never learn how to solo before, then he suddenly just cock something up. Power la. I'm jealous! Haha. And "The Anthem" was the crowd favourite. I saw one TJ guy giving a thumbs up sign to his friend while Deon was ripping through the intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS US! so cool right (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ ppl are a real fun and friendly lot. I joined in their mass dance too T_T. Crazy stuff. Haha. And special thanks to SHARON for coming down to support us! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114630883192659999?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114630883192659999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114630883192659999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114630883192659999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114630883192659999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/04/mikes.html' title='The Mikes!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114485046329376698</id><published>2006-04-12T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:01:03.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time.</title><content type='html'>Finally back after a long time of not updating. Keep getting sick. But I think getting sick improves my fitness. Before, I could do 4 pullups, after recovering and not excercising for 1 week+, I can do 6?! Thats like. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been real hectic. Everyday reach home about 7. Wa, yesterday went jamming.. crazy shit. Every amp is like turned on max because the drummer plays like theres no tomorrow. And then you have deon with his METAL ROCKER pedal and a double humbucker yamaha guitar.. on a 100w laney amp. Playing power chords. Thats equals a hell lot of NOISE. Almost went deaf. Haha. Starting to love bass. The satisfaction of hearing your bass notes click in with the drums and filling up the sound is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. Holy Week is here. But I'm definitely not prepared for it. Haven't been in touch spiritually for a long while. Missing mass and stuff. Too caught up in my own things.. I need God! Soon. I shall be reconcilled. Let's pray that this special week will ignite all the fires within our hearts. I haven't seen the loggers in awhile. And I miss Oliver's crap. And him of course. But I don't want to say that. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote. I'm looking for a band. Prefably one comprised of all VJ students. Much easier to find gigs and stuff. Yup, so basically anyone who is interested in playing stuff from GnR.. and uhh. I dunno. Hard rock is guess? Aye. I'll be playing bass.. soooooooo drop me an email! And this is purely for fun. No hardcore jamming and stuff.. ITS JUST FOR THE HECK OF IT. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114485046329376698?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114485046329376698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114485046329376698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114485046329376698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114485046329376698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114389361303735626</id><published>2006-04-01T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T04:13:33.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicfest!</title><content type='html'>Woo. Musicfest rocked. It was well worth the 10 bucks spent.. can't wait for next year's. Watch out people, I'll be on stage!!! Haha. Yeah right. Thats my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've read some blogs and I saw people bashing some finalists. This is for you, SCREW YOU. Can you even be half as good as those people on stage? Even if you were, you somehow screwed up during the auditions OR were too scared to even take part. Take that plank out of your eye before commenting on the splinter in the eye of others, hypocrites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Now I feel better. My respect goes out to all who performed. Especially the bands. Haha. The Daniel Band was great! Damn proud of guitar ensemble. Kudos to the Band-its too. As a guitarist myself I know it sucks like hell when you are in the middle of the song and somehow your rig screws up on you. They even had to cut their song and restart.. I would be damn demoralised la. And yeah the Camels, crazy drummer practically jumping in his drum throne. Damn energetic. And nice pyrotecnics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I also read on a blog that the Daniel Band sucked and they didn't deserve to win. Well this is what I have to say. Technically, the Daniel Band OWNED the other bands, no doubt about that. And the fact that they are the only band that played an original (I think it is, correct me if I'm wrong) adds more to their points. I mean, playing a cover requires only half the work of playing an original. And believe me, it is crazy coming up with a decent original. I'm not saying the other bands were sucked, they were good in fact. Everyone pwns me =D Haha. Yeah. Just my 2 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh. And I liked the rendition of I Believe in You by Mariah Carey and EL Divo. Nice nice. Acapella was funny too. FOR THE LONGEST TIME/I CAN SEE CLEARY NOW/COCA COLA. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, GREAT JOB CLARICE!!! Could see you really enjoyed dancing on stage. Your makeup made you look horrendous though =D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we musn't forget the PA crew, the bunch of people that do the most but receive the least recognition. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa damn long post, I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114389361303735626?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114389361303735626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114389361303735626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114389361303735626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114389361303735626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/04/musicfest.html' title='Musicfest!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114329479316637469</id><published>2006-03-25T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T05:53:13.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women are from Venus, Men are from Mars</title><content type='html'>Just saw this article on a blog sometime ago.. I guess it describes me very aptly =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he call his friends by rude nicknames? Your husband is on the phone with one of his buddies and just referred to him by a funny but foul name. Are they in the middle of a fight? Just the opposite, says Austin, 31, from New Orleans: "Only someone who loved us would say something that harsh to our face." Allan Pease explains, "Giving friends nicknames shows an emotional connection, but the filthy humor prevents it from being too emotional, which makes men uncomfortable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! SEE! This is why I suan people! Because &lt;strong&gt;"Giving friends nicknames shows an emotional connection" &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;"Only someone who loved us would say something that harsh to our face." &lt;/strong&gt;Well although the stuff I say isn't that harsh. I LOVE ALL THE PPL I SUAN. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I once said before.. I suan people whom I care about (even the least bit). WHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114329479316637469?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114329479316637469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114329479316637469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114329479316637469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114329479316637469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/women-are-from-venus-men-are-from-mars.html' title='Women are from Venus, Men are from Mars'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114321089401813888</id><published>2006-03-24T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T06:34:54.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SJIMB.</title><content type='html'>Wa. I must say, I'm updating rather regularly. Haha. Well, over the past few days I've been thinking about my secondary school life. Band espescially. I have like, lost touch with all my batchmates already. Don't even know where some of them went to. Really looking forward to Kindred Spirits where the alumni band can play. Hope I still can play properly though.. haven't touched my clarinet in ages. Haha. Anyway, talking to Daniel Cheong and Mengjie on MSN have made me found out how much I'm missing in CJ. Ahh. No regrets though! Need to meet the clarinet section soon. I miss their bullshit. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/DSCN2505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you SJIMB Sec4 batch 2005. Thank you for the 4 years of blood, sweat and tears. Maybe not tears. Didn't cry during passing out parade. Heh. Remember the times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114321089401813888?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114321089401813888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114321089401813888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114321089401813888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114321089401813888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/sjimb_24.html' title='SJIMB.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114268104708542289</id><published>2006-03-18T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T03:24:07.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Hols Ending ):</title><content type='html'>Yeah, finally blogging after awhile. March holidays.. not much homework done. I'm probably screwed for the upcoming chemistry and chinese test. Oh well. Guitar intensive training was boring.. staring at a score for 2+ hours does stuff to your eyes. At least interact camp was fun! Haha. Pink Panther -_- Wth. My group name. Lol. Made a few new friends, got splashed by some sea water+eggs+sand+flour+ketchup mixture, killed my legs during urban hike, and paid a very meaningful visit to the patients in IMH. All in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing praise, praise to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for answering my prayers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent is ending. Holy Week! Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114268104708542289?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114268104708542289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114268104708542289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114268104708542289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114268104708542289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-hols-ending.html' title='March Hols Ending ):'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114217331879925624</id><published>2006-03-12T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:21:58.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYDR!</title><content type='html'>Whee. SYDR was really good. Turnout was good, everything went well. Prase God. Really. Seeing a PAC filled with youths all worshipping God together is truly uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Reality check. After yesterday's rally, God has given me a head full of questions. Haha. Currently feeling lost.. I really don't know what to expect in the near future. Term 2 is coming, going to get swamped in homework. On top of that, I'm worried for my community. Ahh. Crosses crosses. Crosses I never expected to carry. All in His time I guess. He will make all things beautiful, in His time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Lots to worry.. I need all the help I can get. Pray people. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114217331879925624?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114217331879925624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114217331879925624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114217331879925624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114217331879925624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/sydr.html' title='SYDR!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114174557458439819</id><published>2006-03-07T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T07:32:54.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts. Officially.</title><content type='html'>Orientation can be summed up in one word. Boring. Haha. Yes, it is THAT bad. Nevertheless, I have to hand it to the SC elects and OGLs for all the planning and work! And a big welcome to Xin Hui, Rebecca, Sharon and Flora.. the new additions to 06S38. Please contribute to the lameness level! Praise God, for he has allowed my class to stay almost intact.. Truly a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I have nothing much to say. I just hope that everything turns out fine for all of us.. God bless people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114174557458439819?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114174557458439819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114174557458439819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114174557458439819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114174557458439819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/school-starts-officially.html' title='School starts. Officially.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114135111541334834</id><published>2006-03-02T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:58:50.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Crying Your Heart Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I was just listening to Stop Crying Your Heart Out by Oasis.. and it suddenly struck me how apt this song was for today, when the posting results are released. Just read the lyrics and see how it rings true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold up&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared&lt;br /&gt;You'll never change what's been and gone&lt;br /&gt;May your smile (may your smile)&lt;br /&gt;Shine on (shine on)&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared (don't be scared)&lt;br /&gt;Your destiny may keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;Cos all of the stars&lt;br /&gt;Are fading away&lt;br /&gt;Just try not to worry&lt;br /&gt;You'll see them some day&lt;br /&gt;Take what you need&lt;br /&gt;And be on your way&lt;br /&gt;And stop crying your heart out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Beautiful song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114135111541334834?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114135111541334834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114135111541334834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114135111541334834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114135111541334834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/stop-crying-your-heart-out.html' title='Stop Crying Your Heart Out'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114122769839983842</id><published>2006-03-01T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T07:41:38.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent - 40 days in the wilderness.</title><content type='html'>Sacrifices I will  make for Lent:&lt;br /&gt;Stop making fun of people too much. (OH NO! WHATS HAPPENING TO SOO?)&lt;br /&gt;Don't eat meat on Fridays. (Hey, its a start right?)&lt;br /&gt;Don't use the computer too much. (Takes up a hell lot of time man)&lt;br /&gt;Sleep EARLIER. (So I'm less tired to pray!)&lt;br /&gt;Stop gossiping. (Shit I'm like a bimbo. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I guess thats all for now. The next 40 days.. reconciliation with my God. So guys/girls, if you see me doing any of that crap I typed up there. PLEASE REMIND ME TO STOP. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't abuse the thing about me not making fun of people. If you piss me off you're gonna get it. Haha. Kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114122769839983842?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114122769839983842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114122769839983842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114122769839983842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114122769839983842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/lent-40-days-in-wilderness.html' title='Lent - 40 days in the wilderness.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-114036476818374184</id><published>2006-02-19T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T08:03:43.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>Whee. My dusty old blog! BE REAWAKENED! Haha. Well, these few days have been.. tiring to say the least. A little sick now. Hell lot of mucus stuck in my throat. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had spiritual preperation last night.. I guess it was kind of good. I liked the praying over, something struck me when I was being ministered to. "Let him be like John the Baptist, a voice crying out in the wilderness". Cool eh. Cuz I asked them to pray that I would be able to maintain my spirituality in school. Somehow that phrase was stuck in my mind for the rest of the spiritual prep. Its like telling me to not to conform to the ways of the world (or school in this case), to be that single person, who sticks out from the rest.. to be that person God made me to be. Yeah! Whee. I guess I need a hell lot more courage then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I really think that I am braindead. Or at least not thinking enough. I go to everybody else's blogs and I read their own personal reflections and I go "woah". But when I try to reflect on my own life.. nothing seems to come out of it. Maybe its because I'm just too comfortable.. I've long realised that the problems I face are nothing compared to what others in my community are facing. Kinda sucks you know, not having anything that big to struggle with and to draw closer to God through that experience. Not that I'm complaining, I guess its a blessing from God that I don't face so much. But still I feel that there is something missing in my life.. maybe there IS a purpose for me not having that many problems. I guess thats for me to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa. Serious post sia. Un-Soo like. I like my crappy self more. WHERE ARE YOU! Shit I'm sounding like Jes. Randomness. Haha. Anyway its another long week ahead.. but we're all in this together eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline -2 Timothy 1:7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-114036476818374184?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114036476818374184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=114036476818374184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114036476818374184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/114036476818374184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113967429575740234</id><published>2006-02-11T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T08:14:33.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>I guess you all know this by now, yeah I managed 6 points. All I can say is that its by the grace of God that I've managed to achieve this. And I'm really happy for all my friends especially the loggers, many of them did better than expected! (You know who you are, TIM SWEE!) Haha. Yup, so praise God for all the blessings he has showered upon us! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. Anyway the day before the O level results was crazy. We dunked Keng Hua, bought him an Adidas bag, and a Prima Deli cake. Talk about one expensive birthday man. And we has JTS at night, at NYDC. Freaking expensive. But it was fun, with the usual phototaking spree by our budding photographer, David. I'm addicted to putting pictures up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/DSCF6117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;06S38 - without a few ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/DSCF6129.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The guys being their retarded selfs.. umm. Joshua looks wrong. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough pictures. Upload time soooo slow. Ah. About today, I went on an eating spree. For lunch I had Japanese buffet with my family at this hotel. CRAZY SASHIMI MADNESS! Heavenly (: And at night I met the 401 people for dinner at Marche. I'm never going back there again. Overpriced like hell. I can't believe so many people actually queue up to be ripped off. Gah. Oh well. Today was good I guess, but I didn't do a single piece of homework. Gonna die tomorrow.. NO I'M NOT A MUGGER. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/DSCF6119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113967429575740234?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113967429575740234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113967429575740234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113967429575740234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113967429575740234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113950123018022240</id><published>2006-02-09T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:07:10.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results.</title><content type='html'>Ok, as everyone knows, the O level results will be posted tomorrow. Yup, and I'm a little worried. Well everyone is. Haha. Anyway, I've fallen in love with 06S38 la. The totally most funkiest class I've been in. I'm just hoping God allows me to stay in VJ. I will be damn disappointed if I need to change school. Oh well, have to pray for the courage to accept what I get tomorrow. Easier said then done! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got to go sleep now. Sick. God bless people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113950123018022240?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113950123018022240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113950123018022240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113950123018022240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113950123018022240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/02/results.html' title='Results.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113940297528742327</id><published>2006-02-08T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T06:16:32.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/DSCF6107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/DSCF6107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/1600/DSCF6103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4719/516/320/DSCF6103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. The first pictures on my blog.. this is interesting! Ok, this was taken on Sunday.. class outing. Freaking funny la. Look at Joshua! (the guy in green) Thats his "dicky" face as Jason calls it. Lol. And theres the extremely cool jumping pic. Nice right! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these few days were a blast. Did many retarded things in school. I wore a super baggy and loose cat high uniform on Tuesday! Woo. And that Jason wore my small school uniform (waist 29. no joke) The pants were at his waist and when he was standing up you could even see his socks. Nevermind. Must applaud him for his courage/stupidity.. daring to walk around school looking like some super nerd. Haha. Crazy 06S38 guys.. singing random songs during lectures. All the valentine day songs. ESPECIALLY FOR JOSHUA! Your the inspiration.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boooring. School lessons were boring. Guitar practice was ok, until we started learning the bass notes, thats when I felt really tired out. But surprisingly we're making fast progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Loggers.. everything here is about school. Heh. Haven't been going for weekday mass these few days. Bleah. Can't make it for the rest of the week also, though I might be going on Friday! Don't miss me Sim. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to play my poorly neglected wife who has been missing me these few days..&lt;br /&gt;Don't think. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113940297528742327?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113940297528742327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113940297528742327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113940297528742327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113940297528742327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/02/picture.html' title='Picture!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113898435116869744</id><published>2006-02-03T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T08:32:31.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival? I hope.</title><content type='html'>Yeah. New skin.. Led Zeppelin. Something that screams Soo! Stairway stairway stairway. Haha. I'm gonna be like Oliver.. try to update this blog as often as possible. Its hard I tell you.. guys don't have the genes to type stupid stuff on blogs and post for the world to see. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is better now, workload is surprisingly light! Beginning to love 06S38. Bunch of crazy guys inside. Girls ah, better talk more! Lol. And I'm not falling asleep in lectures anymore, not that I understand anything when I'm awake though. Like today Binomial Theorem, even the 6 pointer Jason Hoon cannot understand also. Haha. Yup, school is looking more fun.. just hope I can stay! Surprisingly, I don't feel THAT scared of the results that are going to be released next week. My old classmates are like freaking out. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross Country on Wednesday! I came in 411th. That sucks, considering Oliver, who is a pig, can get 100+. ): Oliver is a monster la. Even the fastest in my class is 205th. But it was fun, finally completing a run without walking. But even when I jog damn slow. Haha. AND RICE YOU SLACKER! YOU WALKED ALL THE WAY! WANT TO EXERCISE SOMEMORE! fat ricer. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. About my spiritual life. I guess I'm struggling a lot.. (like everybody else). God seems so distant in school, but when I'm reminded of his presence, it feels good. Just for that short moment. I guess I need to reflect more.. have to think more.. like I read the Purpose Driven Life but I don't even try to recall what I read.. not to mention trying to apply it in my daily life. Talk about doing for the sake of doing huh. Oh well, one step at a time I guess. IT TAKES TIME! - a chapter from pdl. Haha. At least I have LOG to journey with me.. we're all facing the same thing. So yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Von's post on the LOG blog reminds me that God has placed many people around me to remind me of his presence. In my class out of the 10 guys, 5 are Christians! And 1 Catholic. Me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. Long post. And I'm typing gayishly too. Un-guy like. SHIT MAN. Lol. Damn you gay people in S38! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113898435116869744?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113898435116869744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113898435116869744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113898435116869744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113898435116869744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/02/revival-i-hope.html' title='Revival? I hope.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113785564072032706</id><published>2006-01-21T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T07:02:59.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUDI IS DOING YOU A FAVOUR! =D</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE! mystery person on the loose! heh. dont you think that i do not sound like timothy soo zhi ren? perhaps a little more macho.. or maybe a little more gay!? =) ANYWHO! perhaps i'm just timothy trying to make you confused by making myself sound weird. What do YOU think? WHAT SAY YOU!? (quoted from lord of the rings)&lt;br /&gt;This blog is seriously dying and it needs a little bit of enlightenment dont you think? the owner must be suffering from a case of 'do i have a blog?! since when!' even though reminders are planted EVERYWHERE... the owner still seems a little blur or perhaps just blind... lazyness is NEVER an excuse =x Perhaps a little bit of meditation would help save the blog. OKAY! Let's first start off with... How do you feel about life? heh.. this is boring huh? MOVING ON! okays.. i would have thought that by now you would have guess who i am. ah ha! have you? -pondering-&lt;br /&gt;AH WELLS. i'm bored. and YOU are not making it any better! i could always tell you a story! but what's the fun in that!? the only endings you get are happy endings... sad ones.. gruesome ones!! haha.. those that end with a HEAD GETTING CHOPPED OFF!! whahahah! i'm a sadist! heh.. i like war.. isnt it interesting to learn about the many different ways people get tortured in the past! the ideas that they came up with even with the lowest of technologies? haha.. okay okay.. enough about torture in those days! well.. torture these days come in a different form dont you agree?! we have the helpless male against the '&lt;em&gt;EVIL'&lt;/em&gt; feminists! (notice i placed the word evil in inverted comas... coz.. females are never evil... they are toooooo nice to be evil =x) haha... what fun.. i bet you'll enjoy that =x okay... not ALL will enjoy. of course the victim would definitely feel targeted.. ANYWAYS.. how did i get where i am now? hmmz.. OH YES. i wanted to tell you all a story! what story should i tell you? how about one where the... hmmz.. okay.. nvm.. what about that unfortunate... hmmz.. NVM.. stories are not good for a blog like this =x i have decided! that.. err.. err.. i dont know... or perhaps i could just repeat the story that i once told.. the one that starts and ends like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;once upon a time there lived a boy (was he really a boy? could be a she!) and he lived happily ever after!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really nice isnt it! SHORT and SWEET! full marks for me! -beams- haha... okay okay.. this blog has enough of me! and it is in need of serious HELP! SAVE IT! lol... oh wells... this is where i'll say GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long... farewell... i.... .... =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;anw.... tudi loves shifu! COZ shifu loves tudi! eek! haha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113785564072032706?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113785564072032706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113785564072032706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113785564072032706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113785564072032706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/tudi-is-doing-you-favour-d.html' title='TUDI IS DOING YOU A FAVOUR! =D'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113681217546392311</id><published>2006-01-09T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T05:09:35.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 Here I Come!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh. Update! Haha. Ok, 2006 is here and I'm not quite prepared for it. VJC orientation was great.. OGLs are a crazy bunch of shits. I would like to thank all my OGLs.. especially Jenn Hawr. JENNY. First week of school is over in a flash.. moving too fast. Lessons are going to start on wednesday, and my class looks fun. Yay. Still kind of undecided on my CCA.. thinking of guitar ensemble. Haha. SUGGESTIONS PPL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the past week was one of the worst weeks I had in terms of spirituality. VJC sucks out the spirituality in you.. you get too caught up in the fun that you forget God. And it sucks not being able to reconnect. Praying was so hard, because I couldn't even concentrate. I need my daily mass T_T Heh. Anyway things are better now.. just have to devote more time to God. Pray for me aye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was an interesting day.. all the victorians went down to East Coast Park to have some games day thingie. Basically every single student was thrown into the sea water. Great fun.. OGLs were struggling like crazy. Haha. And we had to be burried in the sand.. and the most disgusting thing.. walking in mud that covers your feet. Ugh. Then as we were about the start this mud game, it started raining. Damn heavy. And all of us strolled back to school. There was this jam on the overhead bridge because no one wanted to run. Everyone was enjoying the rain.. because we were all so damn dirty.. COVERED in mud, sand and seawater. Lol. So much for the sun, sand and sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. This is the end of my terribly pointless blog post. I hope you people (yes you denise) are happy. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113681217546392311?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113681217546392311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113681217546392311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113681217546392311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113681217546392311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-here-i-come.html' title='2006 Here I Come!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113491131649227475</id><published>2005-12-18T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T05:15:18.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise God!</title><content type='html'>Ahh. Finally updating again, I'm a lazy bum. Anyway, today was a real good day, and I want to thank the log guys who were sharing with me in macs! What a weird place to share.. but the sharings really touched me. I just feel very lucky to have a bunch of friends who are going through the same trials and me.. and it feels good to know that you're not alone on this journey. Its really very amazing how God reaches out to each and every one of us through our friends. I like how Justin Sim puts it, we are not ready for a man to God relationship, so what we are experiencing as a community is a man to man to God relationship. Jesus shows himself to us through our freinds.. who act as mirrors of his love. Something along that lines la. Haha. Yup, so praise God for LOG! Gender specific sharings are fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nothing else really significant. On a side note, I really need to go for confession. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now to do this funny thing that von sent me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rules of the game. Post 5 weird things or random facts about yourself. Then at the end of the list, 5 names that are in line to do this. Don't forget to leave a comment 'You have been tagged' in their blogs to read yours."&lt;br /&gt;1] I am straight, contrary to popular belief that I'm gay (:&lt;br /&gt;2] I am not as skinny as people think. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;3] I don't like chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;4] At one time when I was young, I was scared of the cruxifix that was hanging next to my bed. Weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;5] I find computer games boring. I rather play my guitar! I AM WEIRD. stone me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113491131649227475?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113491131649227475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113491131649227475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113491131649227475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113491131649227475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/praise-god.html' title='Praise God!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-113336871466897649</id><published>2005-11-30T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T08:38:34.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to New Zealand!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I must be mad. Its 12.30 in the morning and I'm updating this dead dead blog. Updating on request of Jess, since I'm gonna leave for New Zealand in a few hours time.. be back on the 15th! Haha. Going to lug my laptop around.. with warcraft installed. Hope I can tap into someone's wireless network to use msn messenger! Lol. Deprived me. Oh well. 2 weeks is a long time.. going to miss everyone. T_T (you never heard that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LOG Shopping List:&lt;br /&gt;Flakes.. its a chocolate. - Jes&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi Sweets. Wth? Lol. - Kris&lt;br /&gt;More chocolates of any kind. - All the chocolate loving ppl! (you all love sex* =D)&lt;br /&gt;1 Cow. Got milk? - Swee&lt;br /&gt;1 Kangaroo. I thought these were found in Aus? - Sim&lt;br /&gt;A tonne of lamb chops - Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*refer to Jude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people. If you want anything else just tag my board! Haha. Look at the guys, all they want is animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done updating! Whee.. Cya people, have fun.. pray for me! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-113336871466897649?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113336871466897649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=113336871466897649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113336871466897649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/113336871466897649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/off-to-new-zealand.html' title='Off to New Zealand!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112730997597858065</id><published>2005-09-21T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T06:39:36.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRELIMS OVER!</title><content type='html'>ok i'm like updating now after a million years. haha. thanks to all those people bugging me to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my prelims are over, and i'm not going to talk about it. wait till I get my results then we'll see! now i just want to enjoy my few days of rest... which is stupidly disturbed by sec4 RME retreat lasting from friday to sunday. crap la, missing so many things! the last lumen gentium, vatican exhibition visit, and sunday session. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. anw looking at my new timetable now, I get to go home at 12.55 everyday! woot. how cool is that. but its crazy la, everyday have double period of one subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. I really have nothing to say anymore. ah wait one more thing. X Japan rocks. rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks. Asia's Led Zeppelin. haha. oh wait, you people reading my blog don't listen to rock. ahhhh. sad me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112730997597858065?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112730997597858065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112730997597858065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112730997597858065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112730997597858065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/prelims-over.html' title='PRELIMS OVER!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112455399242735679</id><published>2005-08-20T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T09:06:32.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Phenomenon in SJI!</title><content type='html'>whee. finally an update in a long long time! today was the confirmation for the sec3 youths in SFX. brought back many memories... time passes by so fast. it has been one year! anw, congrats to the newly confirmed sec3s (: Praise God! Really brought a smile to my face to see so many youths being confirmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now i'm about to describe a very curious phenomenon that happens in SJI at 10.35 everyday. have you ever seen a stampede at recess? well i see it everyday! LOL. as soon as the bell rings, guys from every sec4 class starts RUNNING out of their classes towards the canteen. and i mean run. fast. the scholars are the main culprits who start this interesting act. obviously there are many locals who join in too! occassionaly ME =D i know it looks stupid and all, but once you see everyone running... you can't help but join the fun too! it gets more serious on friday, when we have PE just before recess. the people in my class will put their uniforms next to the window, and immediately after PE they will run up to class and take their uniforms to change, even before the chairman unlocks the class. that is what i call KIASU! and we will all be in the canteen like 5 minutes before everyone else. cool eh. oh well, thats what you get in a boys school filled with crazy people! way to go SJI, i love my school! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now. cya people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112455399242735679?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112455399242735679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112455399242735679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112455399242735679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112455399242735679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/08/amazing-phenomenon-in-sji.html' title='Amazing Phenomenon in SJI!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112359794638337949</id><published>2005-08-09T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T07:32:26.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIGUEL, OLIVER AND SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had AP yesterday. Time passed fast, was talking crap with Luke at the back! Anw, I'm OUT! Haha. No more band for me. *Laughs at the poor bandsmen having band 3 times a week* We're going to return for band camp, chaos! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for FOP on saturday... personally didn't feel it was that great. Performance wise it was good, but spiritually, eh. Haha. Felt a little uncomfortable during the first half, second half was much better. Oh well, Catholics and Christians are very different in their praise and worship. And I learnt something, always LEARN YOUR SONGS before attending any of these thingies! I only knew like, 3 songs? How to participate properly -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun! Went to church to study with the LOG people. HYDROSTRIKE! Lol. Stupid game. Got the table all wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a funny way of blogging, starting from monday &gt; saturday &gt; tuesday. Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, KRIS IS NICE! (I'm using reverse psychology) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112359794638337949?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112359794638337949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112359794638337949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112359794638337949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112359794638337949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112282660440819524</id><published>2005-07-31T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T09:16:44.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution.</title><content type='html'>Whee. This week has been a fun week! Not productive tho =D I have come to one conclusion. LOG girls are Evil. With a capital E. Haha. Pink markers... pen marks... and what not. EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Justin and Brandon did a great job for session today. (: Praise God! Lots of suaning today... you reap what you sow. I'm on the recieving end! Lol. First time sia. Oh well, lets hope kris stops with her nonsense soon! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened this week. Can't remember. Too lazy to type! Ahahaha. Btw I have a new resolution. No comp for me until 10pm everyday! Thats includes MSN. Blah. Hope this works. So if any of you sees me online before 10pm, just block me so I have no one to talk to. Then I will go off. But remember to UNBLOCK me after 10pm! Haha. Mmm. off now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112282660440819524?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112282660440819524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112282660440819524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112282660440819524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112282660440819524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/resolution.html' title='Resolution.'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112212337477438692</id><published>2005-07-23T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T05:56:15.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LIKE PHYSICS TUITION!</title><content type='html'>Whee. Today was fun. LOG jamming session! All in the name of God of course. Practicing for the PnW session on Sunday. My guitar string broke ): Haha. And we recorded One Way on Denise's Zen Neeon. Cool. Adam played the "solo". Lol. I pai seh la, cannot get the rhythm. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I had my first physics tuition lesson today. In some flat opposite RI. The teacher is a  guy with first class honours in physics. Haha. Surprisingly I found the lesson interesting, at least I could understand! Anw got no chiobu. SAD ): Oh wait. I'm supposed to be gay. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post. I'm lazy. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112212337477438692?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112212337477438692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112212337477438692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112212337477438692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112212337477438692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-like-physics-tuition.html' title='I LIKE PHYSICS TUITION!'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112126547169995079</id><published>2005-07-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T07:37:51.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Mum! (:</title><content type='html'>Saw this on friendster, makes a lot of sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you. You thanked her by crying all night long. When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk. You thanked her by running away when she called. When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love. You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor. When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons. You thanked her by coloring the dining room table. When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays. You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school. You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOTGOING!" When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball. You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor's window. When you were 8 years old, she handedyou a nice cream. You thanked her by dripping it all overyour lap. When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons. You thanked her by never even bothering to practice. When you were 10 years old she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another. You thanked her by jumping out ofthe car and never looking back. When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row. When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked her bywaiting until she left the house. When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming. You thanked her by telling her she had no taste. When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter. When you were 15,  she came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked. When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you  could.When you were 17, she was expecting an important call. You thanked her by being on thephone all night.When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn. When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed infront ofyour friends. When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone. You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business." When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future. You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like you." When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation. You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe. When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment. You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly. When you were 24, she met your fiance and asked about your plans for the future. You thanked her by glaring and growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!" When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you. You thanked her by moving halfway across the country. When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby. You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now." When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative's birthday. You thanked her by saying you were "really busy right now." When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children. And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really relavant in Singapore but it makes you guilty huh? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112126547169995079?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112126547169995079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112126547169995079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112126547169995079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112126547169995079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-love-my-mum.html' title='I Love My Mum! (:'/><author><name>ph34r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625230867137685122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955594.post-112098943703471088</id><published>2005-07-10T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T02:57:17.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance XV. My last concert.</title><content type='html'>Renaissance XV. My last concert in the main band of SJIMB. No words can describe what happened last night. Magical! Everything just clicked into place, the music, the bandsmen, the audience. Going to remember this for the rest of my life... I even got it on tape! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always seems so fast, good things come to an end too quickly. I know there are a lot of people saying this, but I have to say this again. THINK OF ME. Mr. Lim flashed that sign just before we played Phantom of the Opera. Before Ovation Overture he also flashed: thank you for the 8 years in SJIMB. The music still lives on... or something similar. Really touching and stirring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, I am lost for words... I cannot describe the experience yesterday. The thing that struck me the most was my batch. It was yesterday that you could really see the comradeship we shared. Even the people who normally couldn't get along were talking to each other, we are going to pass out without bearing any grudges! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU, to Mr. Lim and all the bandsmen who have made Renaissance XV the most memorable experience of my life. And thanks to my friends who came and those who gave me stuff! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say this again. Renaissance was a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955594-112098943703471088?l=bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112098943703471088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955594&amp;postID=112098943703471088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112098943703471088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955594/posts/default/112098943703471088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bablablacksheepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/renaissance-xv-my-last-concert.html' title='Renaissance XV. 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