<?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-6572074418270805112</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:06:38.447+08:00</updated><category term='harassed'/><category term='unsettled'/><category term='sad'/><category term='piercings..'/><category term='tormented'/><category term='troubled'/><category term='and out of the toilet bowl came the zionites into the living room'/><category term='__________.'/><category term='emo'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='anguish'/><category term='photo taking outing anyone?before thursday..'/><category term='CHOL details'/><category term='miserable and vexed..'/><category term='agitated'/><category term='foiled'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='despairing'/><category term='check?yes'/><category term='agonized'/><title type='text'>i am left speechless and confounded by it's beauty</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-7285909172688188191</id><published>2009-03-08T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:07:11.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-7285909172688188191?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7285909172688188191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7285909172688188191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-4145188894160527490</id><published>2009-01-04T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:41:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YA</title><content type='html'>i've deleted my warcraft 3 = deleted dota and i feel so VERY liberated from the claws of satan:D haha all of you addicted,i advise you to do the same..trust me..you'll never feel happier..if not,just pull the plug and hide it for a month..after that,you'll see you dont need the computer to survive:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of &lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;till the nexxt post(only God knows when),&lt;br /&gt;nat:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-4145188894160527490?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4145188894160527490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4145188894160527490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-ya.html' title='OH YA'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-4641562589285354727</id><published>2009-01-04T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:37:31.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIE</title><content type='html'>hi:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-4641562589285354727?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4641562589285354727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4641562589285354727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2009/01/hie.html' title='HIE'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-6713739006694280489</id><published>2008-11-13T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:25:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting God First</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;alright,time to bust it,to see if it were real or not..i beg for God's forgiveness,but i shall now put to test,the common belief where if you put God first,everything would fall in place..undoubtly i am still only human,and not to err would be impossible..but as they say,to err is human,but to forgive,divine..i will not be able to completely put God first,try as hard as i may,but i hope his grace will still be around and forgive me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm sick of having to plan every part of my life..i'm sick of always being so uncertain..God is asking me to hand over my concerns,and put him first,i have tried,but i have also ignored many times..maybe that's why everything seems so kafkaesque,so confusing,so frustratingly uncertain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i shall put it to the test..God first,we'll see if everything falls into place..i pray to God again to forgive me for my lack of faith..i hate this uncertainty..i'm desperate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-6713739006694280489?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gymed with seah today..as usual,with one push of his finger,he lifted 90000000000KG with ease..with one hand,he lifted 9000000000000000000000000000000000000000000KG..i dont want to go into how much he'll lift with two hands..and not to mention,it was just his warm up sets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty puzzled..i've been working out for quite some time,but have never gained weight..its quite weird..considering i have upped my resistance for almost all my stations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have restarted my maple acc :S haha..boredom and SOMEONE'S influence drove me to restart it lol..BUT..i'm losing my life in front of this screen..i shall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;have to rid my addiction to computer games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for an example,when i'm done with one game at 9pm,i decide to waste my life by starting another game which ends at 1030..then another which ends at 12 or so..in other words,i gotta start making better use of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty scary to know that i've been on the computer since 4pm..then again, i was supposed to be baking..but instead i went on to play dota..zzz..this has gotta stop..ok nvm..tmr i have work..so that'll keep me busy from 5pm-10pm..no idea what to do before though..zz..everyone's too lazy to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i miss zhiwen..gone for a month to australia for a training camp..nvm i'll be seeing him at CHOL..my hair is becoming very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;annoying..it always tries to jump into my ear..and disturb the chemistry inside..i will need a hair-setter..then it wont m,ove around so much..right i'm rambling on again..ok..i've a goal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the wholeof next week,after 930pm,i shall cease any activities on the computer,and i think i shall find my life a whole lot worth living for..i'm becoming depressed,sitting in front of the computer..even this blog restricts myself from expressing myself openly for fear of certain content being revealed to the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess having a best friend still is the best..thansks man..for being there..here's to you..if you read my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people..i shall strive to be asleep by 11pm&lt;/span&gt; every night from now on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-5982871071997503804?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/5982871071997503804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/5982871071997503804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/11/right-i-shall-try-and-formulate-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-7701215486908485975</id><published>2008-11-09T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:14:40.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP TO THE ARSENAL</title><content type='html'>just a quickie guys..Arsenal has once again trounced Man u's ass by owning them 2-0 till 90 minute where they scored a consolation goal..nice try..LOSERS:O but i gotta admit i like Man U more then i like tottenham spurs though..mangy dogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;UP THE ARSENAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-7701215486908485975?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7701215486908485975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7701215486908485975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/11/up-to-arsenal.html' title='UP TO THE ARSENAL'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-2920767519645172856</id><published>2008-11-08T13:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:22:14.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok..first post in ages..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hi guys..ita been a long time since i last signed into blogger:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..much has happened..nothing so significant that it stands out as significant from all the significant events that have happened so far..my hair is very long..keeps poking my eye and tickling my ear extremely irritating but i for once in my life would like to see how i'll look with ridiculously long hair,so i shant cut my hair..just yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i burnt my hand again..on the griller..in FFT(food for thought - for all of you that dont know,i'm working there now..yes its best known as david heng's cafe..but he has since left already..)..AGAIN..it hurts you know..its was set a 200 degrees celcius and i cooked my skin almost instantly..hmmm ok i think i can paint a visual picture..remember the latest batman movie?yea..2 face?my wrist looks like his burnt half of his face..except iots not that wide an area..about the size of a 50c coin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight..clash of the titans..'cept one is a weakened titan..Arsenal versus Manure(man utd)..i'm hoping for a shock win,cos i really dont see arsenal seen as favourites..even i have lost some faith in our currently depleted squad..my starting 11..of whom some are jokes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. almunia&lt;br /&gt;2. sagna(doubtful because of injury)&lt;br /&gt;3. toure&lt;br /&gt;4. silvestre(though i wish wenger would deploy him as a DM or CB)&lt;br /&gt;5. clichy&lt;br /&gt;6. nasri&lt;br /&gt;7. song&lt;br /&gt;8. fabregas&lt;br /&gt;9. walcott&lt;br /&gt;10. vela&lt;br /&gt;11. bendtner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sigh..this is terrible..just 1 season ago,we would have had lehman..at least he was germany's no. 1 keeper..almunia is some joke who cant even get into 3rd place pecking order for spain..last season we would have flamini and hleb..OH FOR HLEB i beg again..he was my favourite player..the best ball retention ability in the whole of the EPL..trickier then ronaldo but just not as fast..if only rosicky wasnt so injury prone..and if we still had henry..oh for henry again..sigh..what an idiot he was to move to barca where he is a right winger..not even a left where he cut in and score with his right foot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this would be my all time starting 11 for arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. seaman&lt;br /&gt;2. tony adams&lt;br /&gt;3. wnterburn&lt;br /&gt;4. ashley cole&lt;br /&gt;5. gallas&lt;br /&gt;6. pires!&lt;br /&gt;7. VIERA&lt;br /&gt;8. fabregas&lt;br /&gt;9. reyes&lt;br /&gt;10. the lengendary dennis bergkamp - no one beats him..no one..&lt;br /&gt;11. king henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh wells i gtg and prepare for yf already..lets hope this blog would stay on!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope arsenal wins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-2920767519645172856?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/2920767519645172856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/2920767519645172856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/11/okfirst-post-in-ages.html' title='ok..first post in ages..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-2481953637968598952</id><published>2008-10-07T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:38:04.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry ibob..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry bob..about this --&gt; "please pardon the terrible english,but we all know that ibob doesnt have the strongest command of the english language in the world:O lol..but that's true isnt it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i've not entered my blog since the day i posted my previous post and i didnt proof read that one either as i was in a rush..so i didnt realise that my words were that obnoxious:/ sorry:/ i didnt mean it that way..i was trying to make a joke..but a terrible and poor one it is..i didnt think that it would sound so bad only until i read it today then i realised that i was belittling you..sorry for the arrow:( seriously..i didnt mean to sound like such an asshole..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;but i wont remove it in case people think i'm apologising for nothing..but if you want me to,tell me i'll immediately edit it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sorry bob:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-2481953637968598952?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/2481953637968598952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/2481953637968598952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-ibob.html' title='Sorry ibob..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-7238142653070126848</id><published>2008-10-01T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:28:18.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learnt new song:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YAYYYYYY!:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo guys..i've learnt to play empty apartment!by yellowcard!i'll post the song later(uh,not me,but them playing)i've learnt the acoustic version..and the solos..the violin part as well:DDD heh..can i boast?it took me less then 24 hours to learn the whole song:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..ibob was telling me it is wrong,wrong,WRONG to learn it for the babes,but i was telling him,"it is a must to earn exrta babe points!":O so he agreed,but stuck to his point that it's only the plus of learning music..the main thing,he said was to "learn it because musik is teh musik"..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum up what he was trying to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;illustrate,here's the quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you learning it for teh(the) babe ?lol liddat(like that) cannot dey..if wan(want)[to] do for babe can,but,its(it's) the bonus..babes are the bonus..the main thing is to make music..cos(because) if like dat(that[that is the case,]),fi(if)[the] world no more babes then no more musik(music)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pardon the terrible english,but we all know that ibob doesnt have the strongest command of the english language in the world:O lol..but that's true isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway guys here's the vid of yellowcard&lt;3&gt; there isnt the 3 part harmonising thingo at the end..but the other vids that has,the quality doesnt seem to be as good..many you can harmonise the song for yourself:O enjoy!:D its teh yellowkard&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGkGDZo-vp0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGkGDZo-vp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyway,i'm determined to get view from heaven and one year six months learnt after this..after that,maybe gifts and curses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but no,if you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; wondering whether i'm really doing this for "teh babes"..i wanted to learn because,upon observing all pro bands e.g. YC,BLG,WTK,AAR etc all their frontmen and vocalist all plays an instrument when they sing,or at least they can play a guitar,off the stage pretty well,if not while on the stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and upon observing myself,an epiphany hit me:O lol..i cant play ANY of the songs that THC are doing..as a result,i've decided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;to spur myself to greater heights,to learn how to play all,if not most of the songs THC will be and can do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's gonna be the check list for the self-taught acoustic lessons(in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check yes,if not,check no:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;check yes, juliet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; (check,yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. view from heaven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(check,yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. one year six months&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5. empty apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; (check,yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6. how i go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;7. gifts and curses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;8. shadows and regrets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;9. rough draft&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;10. ocean avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;11. only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;12. dear bobbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; (check,yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;13. memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;14. move along&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;15. the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;16. five minutes to midnight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;17. hero/heroine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;18. over you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;19. far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;20. wherever you go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(check,no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the target time i'm giving myself for these 20 songs are,uh,oh hist i forgot one important detail..i wont have a guitar after returning jerry's guitar this week DDDDDDDDDD: :'(:'(:'( wah shit la..i'm feeling sad now..that means i cant learn these songs anymore..not at the optimum potential anyway..currently,my own acoustic's as good as spoilt..i've lost one of the the pins..and they dont sell them seperately..so that would mean i cant restring my guitar = no more lst string = no more guitar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've not money to buy a new guitar..and even if i do,i would want to get a very good one..like a timothy or a taylor..but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;since i dont have that money,i'd get a takamine D series,the middle one,but i dont even have THAT money..*sigh* oh dear..i was gonna say by the end of next month,i'll get at least 15 of those songs etched onto my mind..looks like its no more possible now..probably i'll give myself till the end of this year to learn 10 of them with my dad's uh 1000 year old classical:'( oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yes did i forget to mention i bought a new pair of spectacles?yea it's the army type..whole thing black,glossy black,and the lousiest lens they had to offer..for 45 bucks..it's to serve as my spare one when i get my swissflex back..if i can ever find it,that is..at first,i thought i'll look very geeky in them,but after putting it on and wearing it for a few hours,it doesnt seem all that bad anymore..lol..anyway,you'll see me when you do..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-7238142653070126848?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7238142653070126848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7238142653070126848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/10/learnt-new-songd.html' title='learnt new song:D'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-378161219645787094</id><published>2008-09-28T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:31:41.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youtubing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey guys!lately i've been rather bored,so i've decided to surf youtube..i started off trying to watch saw trailers,but i couldnt get any decent scenes..so i started onto a link which led to a vid about this girl attacked by a demon or sth,apparently..well i watched the first 20 secs of the vid and was freaked out..like crazy..there was a part where someone metamorphasized into a walking cat..you know like those egyptian gods..oh well i'm not typing anymore..my shit nearly did come out:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i immediately typed the keyword "funny"..and i've been watching ever since..well..the theme for the day was animals,so i've gotten 2 vids,one of cats,and the other of a dog..both are very funny..though the dog video requires a more sophisticated eye for poems:O lol..but it's good..the cat vid is just really entertaining and funny!!:DDD lol yea just watch them both..i doubt you'll regret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkT7A3jegBc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkT7A3jegBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more entertaining cat vid!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29e_FzSUb0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29e_FzSUb0E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doggy vid!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-378161219645787094?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/378161219645787094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/378161219645787094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/youtubing.html' title='youtubing'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1289551471538254239</id><published>2008-09-24T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:27:36.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP TO THE ARSENAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/play?file=http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/B72nSGMS4MoCJA4uM4DJ/mov/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object1&gt; &lt;br/&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.fcfootballblog.com" title="football videos"&gt;football highlights&lt;/a&gt; at fcfootballblog.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey baby..check this one out..credits to fcfootball.com..go there for all your goal highlights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARSENAL 6 - 0 Sheffield United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP TO THE GUNNERS!gunner for life:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. pity neither ManUre,Liverpill nor Cheski have a youth team this talented and complete..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-1289551471538254239?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1289551471538254239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1289551471538254239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/up-to-arsenal.html' title='UP TO THE ARSENAL!'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1099649253770029453</id><published>2008-09-24T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:31:02.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JIAYOU ALL THOSE MUGGING FOR EOYS!:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;no. i'm not going to continue on that crap for shit story posted above my post..its retarded..amazingly stupid..astronomically out-of-this-world uncouth..i have removed it as you all can see..it's a disgrace to the world of stories and imagination..i cant believe it..after years of producing respectable writings,i go and dish out this shit on my blog..no. i'm going to write a proper story in my spare time..not some ridiculous parody of snoopy..my apologies to peanuts..i've mocked them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sometimes,i miss writing essays and compos and stories so much that i just wished i could go on to jc,just to write more essays..crazy,you may say,but its the love for creativity and artistic liberty of the english language that makes me yearn for a piece of paper and a pen and a question to debate about,or just simply to air my views..yes i think pink elephants do exist..just paint them..ok sry..random thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lots of you out there may not know this,but i have started onto many futile story writing efforts that have drained me over the years..i never know just what to write..i have incomplete works on fantasy,things like LOTR,or eragon..i've tried genres such as romance,horror,others which i cant remember..all of which(well most of them anyway)started off pretty well,till i burnt out..i still have my stories somewhere..on an e-folder or written in some forgotten sheet of foolscap paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just feel like writing..feel like venting out all the artistic flairs that i've caged up for so long..the dam cant hold my creative juices any longer,and i'm either gonna fortify my dam,or start on a new story..i prefer the latter..my injured foot seems to be better,and i shall do some light jogging tomorrow..maybe just 6 or 7 kilometers:O anyway,ive decided to train up for the next half marathon that should come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;currently,i've just started to up a little in form for my stamina..after months of not running frequently,my first trip to bukit timah hill got me wheezing..now its more or less better,but still i need more training..i've only began serious training about 2 weeks ago?not bad..for someone out for so long like me,i'm proud to say i just recorded a 1hour 9 mins run for 14km..a PB:D most probably cos i've not done 14km before anyway:P hmmm..but that's wayyyyyy off the record for the army half marathon..the record(for singaporeans) is held by sss's track coach mr.elangoven..he's good..i've seen him train a few times..he's dam good..he's always first in recent races anyway..oh well..his timing's 1hour16mins..a far cry from mine..however,i've taken to heart that i've only started training 2 weeks ago and i've got months more to train up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'for next year's run,i'd be happy if i just hit 1hour 50mins for the half marathon..oh well..here's my goal/aim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2009's AHM,1hour 40 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2010's AHM, 1 hour 30mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2011's AHM, 1 hour 22 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2012's AHM, break the record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm..3-4 years to do it should be ok..i'll be closing into my prime at 20 in 2012 anyway..not to mention i'd probably have 1 year's worth of army training under my belt in 2011..lets hope it helps..hmmm as for 10 km i cant seem to find the rcord for it..anyone knows?oh well..maybe i'll just try to hit the 43 minute mark in 10km:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right i'm tired..nights:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JIAYOU ALL THOSE MUGGING FOR EOYS/Os/As/ANYOTHEREXAM!:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PRAYING FOR YOU ALL!=D DONT GIVE UP!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-1099649253770029453?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1099649253770029453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1099649253770029453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/no.html' title='JIAYOU ALL THOSE MUGGING FOR EOYS!:D'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-8691172598408923988</id><published>2008-09-21T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:12:30.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling depressed..as of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yesterday,i had loads,simply loads of stuff to blog about..however,ever since that stupid piece of chicken froze up in my fridge,and those crap for shit cookies screwed up my taste buds,i've been feeling down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh well this just sucks..hmmm guys,those of you who do want to go to chiangmai,please please PLEASE do give me the envelope with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; your particulars and the money LATEST by this sunday..as for the gardeners,there's a combined this saturday..i'll be there:)uh and if you really cant make it for yf cos you really cant make it,call me - 81801551,and i'll head over to gardens on sunday just for you ok?just for you:O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;this afternoon we headed over to long johns for lunch and had the ramadan meal-4-4..it was pretty worth it..5 bucks each and you have a piece of fish,chicken and shrimp each..and fries,coleslow and the rather distasteful cherryade..have a feeling its cos nobody liked cherryade thats why they decided to give it away free xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;after that we headed to popular where jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; wanted to get something..apparetly she didnt get anything but we somehow managed to stay there for like 20 mins just browsing through books and contemplating whether or not we should get a "where's wally?" book..haha..i love the "where's wally?" series..spent many a childhood hour searching for him in a thousand man page..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after that we went to funland lol..we had a game of daytona(thanks zac for the treat)..LOL..jasmine was playing cheat..she used BOTH her turbo AND maxx speed..lol..and she still didnt get first..same for me anyway LOLOL..i got 3rd..at the final 2 secs,i turboed my way through and accidentally crashed into zac at 470 mph and he flew over jasmine LOL and she got second LUL..but if i didnt crashed I wouldve gotten the 1st or at least 2nd:/ LOL but it was worth seeing jasmine's face when this shadow went over her car at the lst second and landing in front of her the very moment the time was up and the HUGE number "2nd place!well done!" blared at her in the screen LOLOLOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after that zac need coins so he decided to play a shooting game..virtual cop 3 or 4 or sth..LOL..we started with "simple" - the EASIEST stage..then we started the game..it was not our fault really..actually,not my fault lol..the first mission of the game,the very FIRST mission was to shoot some plastic bombs before they exploded but me damned laser connection with that damned machine was spolit and when i pointed right it shot left and when i pointed left it shot the other machines LOL..i think i ka-jiaoed a few other games near me haha..anyway,i couldnt shoot where i pointed,and in the end,in the first mission,we FAILED LOLOLOLOL...the very FIRST mission HAHA..roflmao..it was hilarious..we were so confident of clearing the easiest stage before heading to lvl 2 but LOL we lost..anyway,i think the machine was so screwed up,that they decided to let us advance to the next part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of lvl 1 lol..we died in the 3rd part of lvl 1 LOL..and there supposed to be at least 8 more stages or sth HAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we left,blaming the machine..rahter i had the right and zac didnt..he just had a very bad sense of aiming..next time in army will become clerk:O or truck driver..we headed back to church,where jas and mel departed from us and me and zac headed to one of the small rooms where we chilled with a couple of books and death cab for cutie..never heard them before..thin ice is breaking or sth was superb..well we talked about stuff and then we left awhile later..and i just walked around j8 feeling extremely depressed wishing i could have another round of vitual cop with zac..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just got home and further surprised myself with the lack of enthusiasm for watching 2fast2furious - a show i was craving to watch but just didnt have time..well i just felt so damn sian i didnt even know what to do..i dunno what to do now,after blogging..oh well..hopefully this shit ttm feeling would pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;contacts killing my eyes damn it..everything sucks..damn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-8691172598408923988?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8691172598408923988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8691172598408923988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-feeling-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-4827208103275182649</id><published>2008-09-19T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:20:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hi,again.</title><content type='html'>oh wells..its pretty late..and i dont want to blog with so little time left..i want to sleep early..i shall leave a shikai post for tomorrow..or maybe sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,my leg hurts..on clutches:( dunno what happened..sharp pain just exploded in my foot..and by golly it hurts as much as a rottweiler nipping your ass..oh well..i'm baking tomorrow!!woo!finally..after years of baking..and if memory serves me right,i remotely recall my cookies tasted good..ASK MY SISTER!she's the living testimony(though who knows if she's still alive in NZ:O LOL touchwood:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..i'm sad..the hello conspiracy has decided(not really us..but gray i think)they wanted a band name change which doesnt really make sense..THC was good enough and "standfall" and "city lights burn" just dont make sense..ibob says "The Hello Conspiracy" makes no sense,but i beg to differ..it was because of the meaning behind the name that i decided to side "THC" above the other nonsensical names that were brought up..but i guess we'll talk through it proper when we meet up..and jean AND linping must be present..they are the supposed BMs anyway(band managers)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i'd better stop if not i wont if i continue on blogging..more tmr or the day after folks!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. its good to be back:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-4827208103275182649?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4827208103275182649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4827208103275182649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-hiagain.html' title='hey hi,again.'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-4184251771200536509</id><published>2008-09-09T12:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:36:27.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH thou be gone ye blasphemous virus of my computer!may ye burn in hellfire and brimstone and shall ye never see again the rays of heaven's light!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ARGH darn this virus..zzz..slowing down my whole computer by 4230568356985739605 times..i cpoy and paste something from the internet?i count to five,1,2,3,4,5..then the cursor finally turns into the sand timer..and then another 10 seconds before it rotates one round..at the end of it all,its pretty much a minute before i see something appearing on microsoft word or sth..guys this is bad..THIS IS BAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,i went to KTM to try out the apparently famous laksa(from malaysia)..well,i stll must say,singaporean's laksa still taste better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;status quo for EVERYTHING ELSE:o while the laksa was pretty much disappointing,the nasi goreng kampung made up for it:D it was really delicious..mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gig at riot! was a pretty worrying one..just 5 days before the gig,i came down with a terrific sore throat..zzz..it was horrible..i seriously didnt know how i was gonna do it..3 days prior to riot!,i went for rehearsal..hoo boy,i was croacking after my warm up..and it was ONLY my warmup!!i was alarmed..cleary alarmed..i tried to activate all defense systems in my body,but immediately,a warning sign flashed before my eyes!reading,"we cant handle!we cant handle!we cant handle!we cant handle!we cant handle!we cant handle!we cant handle!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried plan B,spamming water,and it seemed to help,until i open my mouth to do the first note of the song,and a lovely squeak sneaked out..horrified,i clamped my hand over my mouth,only to find that i clamped too hard,and my nose got a little bent..pulling out my nose,i realised that,it was the end of rehearsals that day..no more..it would&lt;/span&gt; be suicide..instantly,the throat sent a message to the hand,and the hand patted me on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;back,leaving behind i neurotransmittable note, which mr.brain snatched up and read,"thanks old boy!now you go and head over to the computers and i'll take a snooze..take care!signed,mr.throat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after realising that plan B wasnt gonna help much now,i resigned to my apparent fate..and used the computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days later,at riot!,pan C resurfaced..jean had just bought me bought me strepsils(thanks jean!:D) and then i shoved all down my throat (yeayea)..it helped..i think..but i wasnt taking chances..the next day,teh day,i bought a 1L bot. of waterchestnut and sugarcane drink and gurgled it down..then came the sound check..i opened my mouth to give an intro,and i croaked:/ i hastily brushed it aside and cleared my throat,which led to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; a whole new series of coughs..sigh..well,we got it done,and i was dam flat during check yes's bridge D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kelly came up to me after the sound check and asked me if i wanted green tea,"cos it helps!*smiles*" she then offered to help me get a bottle..so sweet of her:) thanks kelly!if you're reading this post:D anyway,i declined,saying i was gonna buy a bottle of waterchestnut and sugarcane drink,which was,the love&lt;3 color="#33ffff"&gt;nervous..i dunno why..it was a good thing i guess.if not i'd have probably forgotten some lines and screwed up..well,it went pretty smoothly and i did check yes juliet without much a hitch though i suspected i was still sounding a little flat..ocean avenue was pretty ok as well..then came our closing song - only one..it was really the only song i wasnt too sure of myself that day cos it is a tiring song especially at the last part where i scream "you are my ONLY ONEONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" i did the whole song,which i honestl surprised i didnt go flat at any part..until the bankai part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the first perfectly..but at the 2nd,i was feeling the strain on my already sore throat..the 3rd,i was going flat - i could FEEL it..on the fourth,i was contemplating whether or not i should just shut up and let bob and gray do the harmonising part..however,i remembered the lyrics of the chorus"scream my lungs out,and try to get to you"and decided not to,and i bankaied and i screamed......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was exactly like that..after i did the scream,my mind went blank..and i found that i had almost gone onto my knees in the effort of doing the last part..pretty kua zang,but yea when i opened my eyes,i realised that the guitars were just fading out..i actually lost all memory of the last part..it was as if something else had taken over and did the last scream for me..i dunno,but i the feeling was pretty amazing..i quote roald dahl "it was like flying on a bathtub with silver wings through the skies...."well,for a closing word to the audience,i almost croaked again..lol..but i hurriedly changed gear and evaded the croak..darn..i coughed once in front of the audience though..was hoping i wouldnt need to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i'm done with this post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-4184251771200536509?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4184251771200536509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4184251771200536509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/argh-thou-be-gone-ye-blasphemous-virus.html' title='ARGH thou be gone ye blasphemous virus of my computer!may ye burn in hellfire and brimstone and shall ye never see again the rays of heaven&apos;s light!'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-8037171752685022167</id><published>2008-09-05T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:56:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn this sore throat</title><content type='html'>damn it..i've got a terrible sore throat..the gig's this sunday..i can now only pray and hope that this damned thing would go away..i cant believe it..i guess i've only got myself to blame now..late nights and lots of junk food certainly is contributeing to the sore throat..if my sore throat prevented us from doing well this sunday,i find it very hard to forgive myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the only things i can do now is to spam water,sleep early and pray about it..and not save up mana..ARGH..i feel terrible..the rest are practicing and here i am,useless and just using the computer:(((this is so demoralising..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells..nothing i can do about it anyway..i dont really know what to blog..i guess its partly due to the fact that i'm so disheartened now..theres much to blog about,but i feel like shit..oh man..maybe i shall update my story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding,CHOL,i've still got one last problem to iron out before sending out the emails..God willing,it'll be done by the end of this week alr,which is quite late..however,if God wills,God will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night we gamed till like 4 or so this morning..it was crazy..i've gotta sleep early if i want to get well..stayovers are fun no matter what haha..unless you're like ostrasized by the rest or something..man..having only 4 hours of sleep sure doesnt help when you intend to do something productive during lessons..(haha ibob's really screaming his lungs out..lol..)i really dont know what to do..for now..i've to leave later at 6 or so for PM..unless gray's mom is cooking again..her food taste really good=D loved the cheesy bacon baked rice=D i shall do baked rice one of these days..not tried doing baked rice before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's outreach..man i cant seem to coordinate my timings..i think,i'm just getting lazier=P cant be bothered..haha listening to ibob sing just makes me grin lol..you gotta listen to him sing and you'll know what i mean haha..oh well,i think i'll just something else to do..sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-8037171752685022167?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8037171752685022167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8037171752685022167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-this-sore-throat.html' title='damn this sore throat'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-649133675050174071</id><published>2008-08-27T14:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:42:57.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countering boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm a retiree..SHEESH..it's like,i've nothing to do at all..all day-_- now i know how those old people..seriously,its the greatest thing in life..feeling so bored..i advise everyone to take 1 whole month of their life off,from EVERYTHING -- outings, school, homework, housework, chores, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;soccer/ballet(depends on which sex you are) and then,you'll know how those retired peons feel like..only thing left to do is to scratch backside and the likes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok and to relieve myself of my boredom,i shall write a novel/story on this blog..fiction of course..yes..haha..i just thought of it..its been a long time since i've wrote a story..i shall write an unending one,one that would last as long as i am still blogging..running later!&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmmm..ok i've decided to change my plans..i shall not write it with each post,rather,i shall dedicate a special section for my story!&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-649133675050174071?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/649133675050174071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/649133675050174071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/countering-boredom.html' title='countering boredom'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1304723544635944609</id><published>2008-08-25T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:55:28.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right..i just got from malaysia..for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;breakfast!!=D had something called rava thosai..it was powerful man..its something that's very rare in singapore..and when you do find it,its pretty expensive..and the kosong prata..oh my..what can i say?words fail me..the kosong prata owns singapore's prata,any prata,to the core..if that guy did his pratas on singapore,casuarina(however you spell it..),that overrated place,would have to shut down so as to save itself from a lifelong embarrassment.."singapore's answer to the croissant" indeed!no wonder it got zero for that test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;arghh..what's up with blogger??one huge chunk of&lt;/span&gt; my post just got deleted for no reason at all..RAHHHHH..crap..jean,see la,you influenced me already..whole rahrahrah..only know how to rah,now i also start to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;rahrahrah..zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;rah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;man..last night i didnt want to sleep..i was sitting on my bed,contemplating,pondering,about my next step..but somehow,sitting there stoning didnt really help much..i kinda miss my sis haha..not that i know the reason why,but i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;alright,i'm tried..time to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh horror of horrors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-1304723544635944609?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1304723544635944609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1304723544635944609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/right.html' title=''/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1104668858368006385</id><published>2008-08-22T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:43:54.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia and rainy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm i just cant get enough of "check yes juliet"&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's raining,raining,raining..i cant go out,i cant go running..i need to work again on my stamina..but the only place i can train in this rainy singapore,is the treadmill,which sucks,cos you're just running on the spot..like forever,if there's a tree in front of you,its always that tree..for an hour..lets see..my target,for a 2.4 run,by march of next your,is to be a 7min 20secs..currently,my pb's 7.53,which was set erm,i think last year..dont remember doing any 2.4 this year..BUT,the problem is,i stopped training(as in running) for a period of time..like 5 months?and then i got tubbier,and my timing drop..it wont do,cos i want to be a sniper when i enter the army,and the min. timing for 2.4 is 8.30,of which i've already surpassed,but if i carry on weight trng,obviously my mass would increase and my stamina decrease,as i'm heavier..so,i have to continually train.. but,i cant train..cos it's raining..oh well..anyway,i gotta find out who's the phrng who stole my new shoes-_- they were only 4 days old..then suddenly,they disappeared..dont tell me they walk off by themselves dey..it's impossible-.- so,i now have no more running shoes(actaully i do have one,but it's one siz too big,and it makes it hard to run..),cos my previous one has worn out alr,and there's no padding..great..i need new running shoes..zz..i want to get the van's slip ons also..but no money lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;this injury of mine's very annoying..i cant train the right side of my body..but my right side's bigger then my left anyway..so i guess it's time to balance it out..haha.. normally i dont blog like this - writing anything that comes to mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUT it's so darn boring..i cant think of anything else to do..haha..right now peichun's playing their schoolsong..haha..it's super cute..lol..sigh i miss my days in peichun..i stayed there the longest in all my crazy primary school transferring..i transferred school 4 times-_-but i miss peichun the most&lt;3&gt; oh well..the DM would probably go "THIS IS ZION SERANGOON...WE HAVE STAINED GALS..NO SOCCER ALLOWED!!"..and then,he'll try to confiscate my ball and then ask us to go back o the fellowship hall..oh wells..yay!tomorrow i can meet new people:)fellowship!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..nowadays,people keep asking me if i'm attached..guys(and girls esp:P)I'M NOT!!haha..i'm up for grabs:O if you can turn my head that is :Ooooohhhh..lol..they dont believe me..and when they do,they ask me,why dont i want a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;girlfriend?i tell them,not because i cmi,but because being single has its benefits:P can talk to other girls without getting owned by my GF..lol..but dont worry..to my future girlfriend,whoever that is,if youre reading this post,my heart would always reside in you...:O haha..but that's next time..i'll wait for you!!whoever you are!!you are my only one!!LOL..i'm starting to ramble alr..haha..symptoms of extreme boredom..listening to vindicated now..good song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..insomnia..people say that punctuality's the thief of time,but insomnia is a thief of my sleeping time..lol ok..no link here..just trying to sound sophisticated xD it's this stupid bug that's biting my ass each night..i cant sleep..last night,rahter this morning,i stayed awake till 430 am..just tossing and turning-_- because of that i knew no chance of me going to school alr..when i woke up i didnt even feel good..even though i had 6 hours of sleep already..yea i know it still not enough..sigh..its 7 already..i gotta get ready for PM alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;till we meet each other,this one's for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-1104668858368006385?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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long,but there have been unexpected obstructions cropping up..and heres the latest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as you all know(hopefully you all do!)i'm organizing a mission trip to CHOL,the dates currently still stand at 23 nov - 5 dec,no change,and i dont forsee a change..YF camp should be 2nd or 3rd week of dec so it wont clash dont worry..i'm currently communicating with elder wee(who's like the CEO or sth:O lol jk)regarding some matters of the trip..like the cost and how many ppl can go at once etc..erm,thats about it i guess..dont worry,i'll send out the info to the yf mailing list(hopefully by the end of next week),but if youre not on the list and have read this post(all are welcome!like all..gardens too=D no division shall stand between us!!!haha..as i was saying,even if youre a non-christian or from some other church,but would like to see how a God works in foreign mission homes..),and would like to come,tag my board?or email me at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:unknown92_sss@hotmail.com"&gt;unknown92_sss@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yes,i know its corny,but i created that account when i was 12..so laugh at me then,and not now=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;oh yea..there's one rule though,no matter how old or young you are,you HAVE,i mean MUST,no matter WHAT OR HOW OR WHEN OR WHY,if you want to go,i(God expects all as well)expect all,when there(even in SG!)to abide by this rule,which is the one and only rule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE NO1: LOVE TO ALL..to show love and love and care to everyone:)you know what i mean:)if you dont,and would like to know,drop me an email!and if you have any queries,just type that email too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios to all!tag pls!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'M SO SAD!!I'VE GOT NO CAMERAS TO TAKE PICS TO UPLOAD INTO MY BLOG!!!:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-8141817996266259395?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8141817996266259395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8141817996266259395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-info-regarding-mission-trip-to.html' title='new info regarding the mission trip to CHOL(christian home of love,chiangmai)'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-6395542178520597366</id><published>2008-08-20T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:59:32.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check?yes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='__________.'/><title type='text'>okok for those who think i type essays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right..ok..fine..alright..chill..for today,instead of an essay,i shall write a book:O lol just kidding..to all those out there who think my posts are wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy to long,here's a short one..and yes i've typed shorter ones before..see?never read my blog properly..dont give me the excuse that its in the archives..i display ALL my post on one page xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok..enough..before this compo become an essay,then transform into a story,then metamorphasize into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;novel,i shall do a short post..ok today was sad..i had to go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THE WAY BACK TO SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;..for wat?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..why?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;failed my O lvl chinese:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..too bad i guess..woohoo!!i'm falling in love with teh song "check yes juliet"! ok i shall put the vid here..its like TEH BEZZ SONG AROUNSS SIOL &lt;3&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1R_txIuuio&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1R_txIuuio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okok i'm gonna restring my guitar now..zz..its been naked for weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-6395542178520597366?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/6395542178520597366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/6395542178520597366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/okok-for-those-who-think-i-type-essays.html' title='okok for those who think i type essays...'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-6369232881840001256</id><published>2008-08-18T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:35:56.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall not put anymore titles cos&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; i'm always spending so much,too much time thinking of how to summarise my 2000000000000000000000000000.769867 page post into a few words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and i shall start double paragraphing my post because SOMEBODY has a problem reading my blog due to an excuse that my paragraphings are too near,thus it is &lt;em&gt;impossible to read-.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh well,lets start the post from last saturday..i woke up,and had lunch at actually i forgot&lt;/span&gt; what time lol..then i needed to head down to gardens church for the combined bp dry run of games..LOL..my game was crazy..i needed a game &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;that could last 30mins,for a group of about 15-20 people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;initially,i thought of a super crazy game,but it turned out that there wasnt enough money in the budget to carry it out..so in the end,i had to scrap the idea:(i had a feeling it would own all the other games:o haha..well,so in the end,i decided to just settle on the untangling game..you know,the one where everyone holds out their hands and takes another hand across the erm,circle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes i know its a very normal game,a game that isnt up to my standard:O lol but i still decided to execute it..reason being,if 6,7 people take 1 million years to untangle themselves,how long more would 20 people take?haha,so i got on with the game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;made some new friends from other churches:)mainly from shalom &lt;/span&gt;bp,because they stayed back after the dry-run..uh,cheryl,elizabeth and arthur!see?i remembered you guys&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;..haha..like you read my blog anyway:p but still,an effort made is an effort made..anyway,they got on with their games,and then,it was zion's turn to present their games..LOL..trust us to think of such ridiculous games..mine was terrible,the group was so big,that they took 2 minutes &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; to try and grab a hand across and hold on to it..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;terence's game wasnt new,but it was definitely a super crazy fun game..HAHA..it was the stocking game..LOL..yes,stockings..the one which the females wear to make their legs look smooth,or make ittheir thighs feel smooth though i dont touch them..anyway,the game was to pull a newspaper ball inside one of the stocking's legs,and put the stocking over your LOL head..LOL..whenever i think of it,i have no choice but to chuckle..LOL..anyway terence and i went up to do the demostration..HAHA..t'was superrrrrrrr crazy to the max..haha..the objective of the game,is to swing the stocking round and round,till you faint lol..jk..the real idea,is to swing the stocking round and round,till the leg with the ball in it would tangle up &lt;/span&gt;with the other stocking,and then you yank real hard,and hope the opponent's stocking come off..LOL..we looked like idiots,with stockings on..man wish i had pictures..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after him,was my turn..everyone stood in a circle..not bad..everyone reached out both hands..so far so good..everyone grabbed a hand..lol..you cant imagine it..its too hard..you have to do it for yourself to see..ok here's the instructions for you to try..get 20 of your friends(we only had 16..haha)and play the untangling game..reach out &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and grab an opposite hand..lol..the result is terrible..everyone pulling each's others hands to try and stand still,and in the end everyone falls down..lol..anyway,they took more then 30 mins,though truth be,it was impossible to solve that particular tangle because of the way the grabbed hands when the game started..but i didnt have the heart to tell them..i made them go on LOL..but in the we had to stop,cos the other groups had to run their games as well..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sunday came..my hand was still hurting..but i decided to go on and head over for soccer..played on the right mid,right wing and supporting striker to the right interchangeably..i scored a goal:) blasted a shot at the top right corner and it deflected off jo.tee into the back of the net:))) i think i'm better suited at playing supporting striker on the right..not the deep striker though..actually,its anywhere on the offensive right..CM also can,but have not played enough there to know for sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well,today was monday..woke up at 11+ haha..snoozed till 12+&lt;3&gt; a long time since i cooked..miss it..its fun cooking:)after that came back home,with nothing to do,found big jon on msn,and we decided to play dota=X haha..had a succesful 2 games,then&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; lost the 3rd..after that we headed down to garden's gym for a workout..my hand was still hurting,so i made up my mind to do running on the treadmill..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i dont normally run on the treadmill,only for a warm up,but today was something new..since i've not ran for a few months,i had to go easy..surprisingly,my stamina was still there..but i dont think i can rewrite my 2.4 pb now,of which my napfa is this thursday,but i cant go cos of my injuring..hopefully i still can do a 9 for it..anyway,i hopped onto the treadmill(TM)and started it..the rest were doing weight training..the gym isnt too adequately equipped for weight training though..compared to sss's gym,haha..but it cant be compared this way..sss is world class..this one is just for recreation..a TM and dumbbells and a couple of machines sitting around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i set the speed to 13 after the warm up and did a constant speed throughout for an hour..after that,we washed up and theo came to the gym also..i made a programme for him on the spot:) haha..after that we headed over to chomps chomps for dinner,me b.jon,s.jon and eddie..i had satay beehoon,but it wasnt too good..i dont like satay beehoon but then after not having it for a few years,i wanted to find out if my taste buds had changed..it hadnt-.- haha..good thing me and big jon shared a plate of hokkien mee..it was good..the chilli went well:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;well it rained cats and dogs and hamsters later..like many of them..i had trouble trying to count how many fell out of the sky..so they all urged me not to cycle back(i would have!=X lol)and i reluctantly agreed to..haha..i didnt feel like coming back tomorrow jus&lt;/span&gt;t to get back my bike..haha..they were quite surprised that i was willing to cycle in that rain..but thank God,it made the night cooler:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..quite a bit happened,but i'm too lazy to blog about it..anyway &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my post's a fair bit long already..haha..many people are complaining its too long,but i believe in "substance in every post":O,as quoted from sng..lol..should i change my blog skin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-6369232881840001256?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/6369232881840001256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/6369232881840001256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-shall-not-put-anymore-titles-cos-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1082319912303139279</id><published>2008-08-13T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:06:03.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>owned myself..in everyway..</title><content type='html'>wtshite today i just owned myself..the day before also..zz..lets talk about the day before first..it was the day where &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the chinese Os result was released..yes,i have to take MT Os..zzz..we just came back from a place called "sunlove"..i dunno wats the term for it..they organise activities for the super elderly..like soccer or sth:O anyway our school volunteered us to go help them clean houses for the elderly as part of our CIP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway we had just finished receeing the place to prepare for our CIP of helping them face lift their house..apparently,1 of the grps,they got this house(all one room)of which the tenant was some 1000 year old fossil,and he was so ownage that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;he dunno how to aim..we walk into his house,there were yellow colour designs everywhere..my fren say"wah so nice!the design!but the house so smelly"..den he went to touch that design,den suddenly the thing moved..there was ripples on it..den he smell his hand,den he smell the toilet,then he taste it(YAYAYA),then he said,"WL this is urine la please!!!WL then i thought it was the design!!"den we looked around we saw the same designs everywhere:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was one of the houses..then another house,another fossil,it was a women..the house was DAMN MESSY..it was like,so messy,and also quite smelly..she had books everywhere..packet food everywhere,everything everywhere..then my friend smelt sth,he looked at the bed,he looked underneath the bed,and then he took a pole,and poked the underneath,and out rolled out a decomposing bun..LOL then the auntie said "oh so that was where that bun went to last year!!woo now can finish it.."then she took a bite:O:O &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAYEA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,anyway,so i went back to school,then suddenly we all remembered that our results were gonna be released today..we all ran to the teachers classroom..then i realized that i had failed:'( D7..sobsob..na i didnt cry,but i felt like it:/ sigh..it was the same for the rest who failed..everytime everyone say,heck la..chinese,who needs it..fail Os nvm la..i can use my other subjects to pull me up..and its the same mentality for everyone..but when you really fail,it sucks..i'm very down now..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today,this afternoon,i headed down to church to meet zee for cycling..we had decided to do the bukit timah mountain trail..all went well on the way there..during the trail,it was REALLY quite zai..seriously..to all that want to do off-road,pls have some experience before trying the bukit timah one..as in its ok,its fine,but if you're suay like me,then i suggest you train a little first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the last slope..i rammed downwards the slope..i went so freaking fast..then i went into the underbrush..still not so bad..until i realised that i was flying midair,and then i realised i landed on my elbow,and i yelped..i still remember how i was soaring..it&lt;/span&gt; is actually quite a nice feeling,for that split second,until you land-.- it was really quite pain..i was pretty stunned and just lay there for quite some time..thank God zee was there,and he got to me..getting up,i realised that i busted my right elbow pretty bad,though thankfully there wa&lt;/span&gt;s no broken bones(i hope!)..my left arm was the only limb spared from the fall..my right thigh got owned,and i couldnt walk properly,my left knee rammed into some rock and it still hurting..i also injured my transversus..now whenever i sneeze or cough,it hurts..my lats are a little bumped up too..sigh..i've also a mini bruise on my right palm..it's rising up like a small &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mountain..pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the worse is my right elbow..the swell is HUGE..like MONSTROUS..humongous..argh..this one is really quite jialat..i've had worse,but when you have it,its always the worse:( right..tmr cant gym..sian..oh and looks like maybe,MAYBE,i cannot go to CHOL this year due to certain comlications arising:(sigh..i've just got to lean on God's grace more&lt;/span&gt; then ever now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-1082319912303139279?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1082319912303139279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1082319912303139279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/owned-myselfin-everyway.html' title='owned myself..in everyway..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-8961131790597645001</id><published>2008-08-11T18:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:53:58.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gah i hate days without anything to do</title><content type='html'>sigh..sometimes,i think school holidays are useless - when theres nothing to do..its so boring doing nothing at home..zz..this morning supposed to head over to malaysia to have breakfast..in the i decided to scrap it cos last night,at 1230,i realised fautigue would be a problem..so i woke up at 7-.-,went back to sleep,woke up at 8 agin to use the toilet but mom was in htere,went back to sleep till 9 and got to the toilet..went back to sleep till 11..wokeup..supposed to go for lunch,in the nobody going except jiahui so headed down to have char kway teow..it wasnt too bad..needed to be sweeter though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh..then headed home,supposed to go to j8 to watch a movie with shon kok weng ibob gray jiaxian sulin and danielle suddenly shon and kok weng stepped out,den sulin also..then gray say sry i have piano practice..den cannot go..then in the end ibob and i decided not to go..so the 2 girls went on and i think they're ppissed:P cos they were there since 11(lol why go so early?)all ths while we were on msn coordinating the whole thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cannot,ibob wanted to go to peninsular to get skinnies:O but in the end dont want in case his **************************************************************************************(LOL he ask me to censor this part when he read my blog..LOL xDDDD..) rape him LOL..wtshite..sounds dam wrong,but that was wat he said..sad..convo closed alr..if not i copy paste lol..so we talktalktalktalktalk in the decided to play dota=.= played one game,owned them,played another den i DCed-.- den now he's NOTDing..zz..has a medal for killing 170 and he's proud of it lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm stuck here snacking like crazy..zzz..snack until not hungry..i guess i'll just have supper:O pratabomb:O haha..with a cup of tea..right..THIS IS SRSLY DAMN BORING..i cant play soccer,cos i'm still recovering from that stupid bug..not completely physical healed..zzz..this sucks..srsly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-9196137734308466913</id><published>2008-08-07T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:03:04.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh fever sucks..</title><content type='html'>ok &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;its been a nice week you could say,till this dreaded fever came on and immobilized me..zzz..the worst part about fever is the stomach churning..something almost unbearable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;yesterday was a pretty good day..i quite enjoyed myself..first of all,i met ruth and huiling for lunch at pizza hut..i had a birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;voucher that entitled us to a free regular hawaiian pan pizza..the beef lasagna was horrible though..it was so gooey..like disgusting gooey and marshy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and then,huiling wanted to have some cheese on her lasagna,but when she proceeded to shake the cheese,she found out that the cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; came out a few speckles at a time only,so she unscrewed the cap and poured out the cheese..here came the smart thing..she forgot to screw back the cap and just capped it back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and so,i unsuspectingly gave the cheese bottle a vicious shake,and VIOLA!the ENTIRE BOTTLE OF CHEESE CAME TUMBLING DOWN AND IT DROWNED MY LASAGNA:/imagine drowning in cheese..cheese powder:/ and there ruth and huiling was,laughing at my misfortune:( sadist!:P just kidding haha..BUT still,it was like eating milk powder with cheesdale..the cheese was terrbile..it was cheese slices,and it WASNT MELTED!yucks..its like eating cheesed-up powder with goo and mock minced beef(the beef was terrible)..all in all,the food was horrible,but the dining experience fun:)drinks and pizza was normal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;after having dunch(dinner and lunch..like brunch..)huiling pangseied us and headed back home first..ruth and me looked at each other and said,"now wat?"rightt..i said..lets go to the library..and so we went..on the way however,i happened to raise up the topic of her coming to singapore..and i asked her,any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;attractions you've visited so far?den she was like"nope..i've not gone to many places..""ok..hmmm..why dont we visit someplace you've been to so far?""ok..sounds good"i suggested macritchie,since it was like the nearest "attraction" around j8..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;we boarded the bus at 620pm and hit macritchie at 630pm..we got off,and i showed her the place where zion has their sunrise service..i showed her the exercise area,lim bo seng's tomb and then we headed to the "backdoor" of macritchie..along the way,we saw a monkey sitting on top of a lamppost and then ruth suddenly whipped out her camera..and i asked her"right why didnt you say you had a camera earlier?"haha..and she was"oh..i forgot:P"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so we(haha more like i took everything except the monkey's picture) took quite a bit of pictures of macritchie and then we decided to head back to j8..it was quite a nice outing considering is was decided on the spur of the moment:)ruth hasnt sent me the pictures yet,but when she does i'll upload them asap(finally!!!pictures to upload!!=D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and then came toady..the previous night another bout of insomnia strucked me..i was left to toss and turn for hours..zzz..and when i finally managed to sleep,i think it was 4?and i got up 3 hours later..didnt feel too good..but i trudged off to school anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i was feeling pretty worried,cos i was supposed to head over to gray's house that night to jam,and i was intending to gym that afternoon..i thought it would wear off,and i wouldnt feel that bad in awhile,but i thought wrongly..i was so tired that when i got off the bus my eyes just automatically shut..and guess wat?I WALKED INTO A WALL-.- AND,THE PROBLEM IS,I WAS FEELING SO NUMB THAT I DIDNT KNOW AND I JUST WALKED ON AND BANGED MY HEAD AGAIN!!!!INTO THE GATE!!=.= zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(woo!ruth's coming online soon..i'll be getting the pics from her:))well,thank God we have finished our documentary(IT'S THE OWNAGE..perhaps i'll post one of the funnier scenes after we're done showcasing our documentary..),so i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just laid on the floor of the imac lab and dozed off:P thanks to ms wee for understanding:)ANYWAY,it was not liked it mattered anyway..since we're the first group to complete our documentary,for the past weeks,we've been doing nothing for 6 hours a day surfing the net,soccer news,friendster,youtubing,for like EVERYDAY FOR 2 WEEKS??zz..so damn boring..i'm not going to school tomorrow(i'm sick anyway:Pseriously..like 1/15 of my school body's sick..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh well,so by the time it got to chinese lesson,my headache got even worse,and i was shivering..ermm..sth like cold turkey..like a pre-fever package..and i didnt survive chinese..i was shaking like crazy while mr mak was telling us about some CIP thing..it got so bad that i knew i had to call off gym:(i trembled all the way to the busstop and i knew i couldnt make it for the jamming session alr:(:(:(((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i got home,shivered like crazy,dad picked me up from the bradell mrt station and sent me home..i barely got home without baging into more walls and by the time i laid down on my bed,my stomach was owning me..when i finally vomitted,i saw the remains of my breakfast - some stall at vista point sold me nasi lemak,and i'm guessing the coconut rice was kept too long,and the sambal wasnt too fresh as well..and my vomit was red in colour(the sambal)with all the rice floating about and cheese..it smelt like a skunk died in my room:(after that i took a shower and went to sleep..slept for 4 hours or so and missed the jamming session:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now i cant sleep because i slept earlier,though i still having a nagging headache..i'm afraid to eat..later vomit again:/ok but here are the p&lt;/span&gt;ics!!:)arghh..the lighting's pretty bad cos it was in the evening:(((( ok just 5 pictures..too tired to upload more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_TcvedMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gfaShnoVNo4/s1600-h/macritchie+-++skies+ablaze+with+setting+sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231774626742170818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_TcvedMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gfaShnoVNo4/s320/macritchie+-++skies+ablaze+with+setting+sun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;skies ablaze with setting sun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_To0axDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hHcywZiqhP8/s1600-h/macritchie+-+boat+(lighter).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231774629984126002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_To0axDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hHcywZiqhP8/s320/macritchie+-+boat+(lighter).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;abandoned boat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_TlnYrZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gaeH9IQ1VVc/s1600-h/macritchie+-+jetty+(n).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231774629124156818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_TlnYrZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gaeH9IQ1VVc/s320/macritchie+-+jetty+(n).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jetty with streaked sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_T3sZDNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/o6DZJvcwkd4/s1600-h/macritchie+-+john+landon+standing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231774633976990930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_T3sZDNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/o6DZJvcwkd4/s320/macritchie+-+john+landon+standing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;landon carter,singapore version&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_UEKzyxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6GPnbPCHzUo/s1600-h/macritchie+-+monkey+on+lamppost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231774637325798162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_UEKzyxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6GPnbPCHzUo/s320/macritchie+-+monkey+on+lamppost.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lone monkey on lookout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-9196137734308466913?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/9196137734308466913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/9196137734308466913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-fever-sucks.html' title='argh fever sucks..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SJr_TcvedMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gfaShnoVNo4/s72-c/macritchie+-++skies+ablaze+with+setting+sun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-8841097016321780922</id><published>2008-07-31T14:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:34:38.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jiayou all having exams and test!ESP the ppl mugging for Os:/</title><content type='html'>after that&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; post of mine,the very next day,or rather,later that day,everyone's asking me why i post such private thoughts on the internet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys,it's not that i intend to scandalize myself,but i'm pretty sure you all had faced one of those it-couldnt-get-no-worse-days-but-it-just-did days..well..i was facing it..and it happened to bankai me at night..so wat could i do?i didnt want to write in my diary..it was far too long and i had to keepbacktracking..on the blog i can backspace,but not on my diary..yea,i know it's personal,but why cant i share my personal thoughts with others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it helped to write on the blog,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then i wouldnt care much about whether it was meant to be private or not..beacaues it helped..anyway,the plus point is that with me blogging about it,others can share their thoughts with me,and encourage me..something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that i'm in dire need now:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then you all asked me why this post is so everywhere like from china to india then watch peterpan than after that go run a marathon and eat popcorn and buying an electric guitar along the way with a frog to accompany me messy..C'mon guys!this is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; my thoughts!=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all who rmbed me in their prayers..jiayou all having exams and test!Esp the ppl mugging for Os:/ rmb&lt;/span&gt; the best way to study is to have the computer next to you=D jk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also,i've suggestions to have the trip to CHOL postponed to after yf camp..any inputs anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-8841097016321780922?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8841097016321780922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8841097016321780922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/07/jiayou-all-having-exams-and-testesp-ppl.html' title='jiayou all having exams and test!ESP the ppl mugging for Os:/'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-7668834397975578171</id><published>2008-07-29T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:23:28.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok dates confirmed!!=D</title><content type='html'>ok guys the dates are confirmed:)23rd nov to 5th dec are the dates..get back to me k?cos of certain complications,the dates of yf camp isnt finalised..and because i have to book the tickets,to play safe i will be taking the first date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so get back to me all of you who wanna go:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-7668834397975578171?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7668834397975578171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/7668834397975578171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-dates-confirmedd.html' title='ok dates confirmed!!=D'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1066470217426867131</id><published>2008-07-28T11:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:08:35.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHOL details'/><title type='text'>haha okok!!the long awaited post is here!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha okok!!the long awaited post is here!!!!(drum rolls)TADAH!lol..ok intro to a new post after like 20 days as quoted by hannah ng:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lol initially,i had intended to let this blog be until my sis gets back and i get back my cam..den i can start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;photo blogging again..speaking of my sis,she's well for all those out there concerned for her:)and also,surprisingly,she has a few nice pics..esp one or two that stands out..i'll show them later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;much has happened during these past days..i have become more emo:S more rebellious i think..any inputs anyone?=x haha..there's so much to say,i dunno wat to talk about..should i end the post here?:O lol jk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hmmm..lets se.where should i begin?i really dunno..ok..of late,my com's been really naughty..it's horrendously slow&lt;/span&gt;,and lags so much till the point that when i play a song,i sounds like a broken record..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;oh yea!today i'm gonna watch the brazil game against singapore!!=D not that i'm a sadist..i just hope singapore dont flounder too much as they try to even not concede more then 20 goals..hopefully they can even score one..even if it's offside=S haha..but i really want to watch the likes of ronaldinho,pato,anderson and that new liverpool boy,lucas or sth play..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;it's not fair man:( some of my school mates got to train with them!!!zzz.yea..the real deal..not some VR machine..arghh..but they all confirmed one myth..RONALDINHO'S FATTER:P haha..but he's still the prince of samba soccer..oh yea i'm watching the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;game with zac..maybe in the next post i'll talk about it..see how..see if anyone request me to xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;this weds i'm gonna watch batman!haha..yep..with cai,ruth,pris,ss and whoever else that goes..d.chua?olivier?dunno..heard the many accolades laden upon this movie..i'm waiting in anticipation for this movie..oh yea..there IS a reason why we're watching on weds..BECAUSE,cai has EXAMS while i'm at home,having a week's holidays:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haha..after that this friday i'm going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for night cycling:)my bike really sucks to the core man..i'm struggling to even maintain a 27 or 28 straight for long distances,while i'm reaching 35-40 EASILY on my friend's roadie..zzz..this is so demoralising..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;speaking of demoralising,my plans for my post grad plans have been interfered with..by the school=.= they want me to come back everyday for some pre-rp lessons..but i shall try to talk to mr mak about it..i want to work..so that i can get myself a laptop before enter rp..dont want to ask dad to get me one..and i want to fund myself a trip to CHOL..oh ya..'92 peeps(though anyone else is also welcomed:D)the dates for CHOL are here:)it's more or less confirmed..for all those who read this,pls get back to me ok??if you want to go that is..PLEASE DO..i needa book the plane tix..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok..foir all those that dunno,i'm organizing a trip to CHOL(stands for for the Christian Home Of Love..in chiangmai,thailand.it is an orphanage[but is called a home there] started by robert peh,an ex-druggie gangster turned missionary through God's grace..and his wife dara,daughter of Red Lahu tribe chief..a mountain girl(literally)turned missionary thorugh God's amazing ways[you'll know i said amazing&lt;/span&gt; when you've heard her story]and they met at bible college singapore..more details?ask me personally or you can ask Elder Wee:)) approx 2we&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;eks(slightly below though you'll wish you could stay longer)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are there(in dec),you wont suffer too much as the flies are pretty much dormant..i've been there 4 times?about there..you'll help out with the marketing(lovely!esp if gupu's[a nickname for elder wee xD]always fussing about like a mother hen x))and sending the kids to school..you'll help out with the farming,have outings,and shop at the night bazaar!!=DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD but of course,when you go there,expect to serve and not to be served..it's a place where God's love and his creation is to be marvelled at(the setting is near &lt;/span&gt;the mountain ranges,and you wont regret waking up early to watch the sunrise across the mountains=D) for more info,go read their blog:)&lt;a href="http://www.christianhomeoflove.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.christianhomeoflove.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk,'nuff said..initially,i had intended it to be a '92 bonding trip,but after thinking about it,how much i hated it when the year&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; '87 didnt want me to tag along with my sis as it was ALWAYS a '87 bonding trip,i've decided not to follow their footsteps and be less selfish..so,ALL'S WELCOMED(yes that includes you too danny:))=D the dates are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;23rd nov to 5th dec.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;30th nov to 12th dec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dont worry..i've had it all planned:)yf camp starts on 15th:)plenty of time to get ready..so choose one date,hopefully all can&lt;/span&gt; go together..if not,there'll be 2 contingents..but 1 big family would be the best:)although both grps would see each other as the dates overlap..&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;brrr..i miss CHOL alr=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GET BACK TO ME ASAP OK??i HAVE to book the plane tix ASAP..my hp no.'s 81801551..or msn is &lt;a href="mailto:unknown92_sss@hotmail.com"&gt;unknown92_sss@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;  yesyes i know it's corny but i created it when i was 12..incase you cant see wat comes after the 92,it's an underscore..i dont have a pager..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kk..enough blogging..that's not bad for a comeback:)i&lt;/span&gt; shall now upload a few of my sis's pics..see the rest at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3525776&amp;amp;id=773415544&amp;amp;ref=mf#pid=3525778"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3525776&amp;amp;id=773415544&amp;amp;ref=mf#pid=3525778&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6A_7MHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pqDg9ldBdzY/s1600-h/rng+emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227918202519629938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6A_7MHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pqDg9ldBdzY/s320/rng+emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;emo rng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6JuSezI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Mwfw2VgzPsc/s1600-h/mine!mine!mine!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227918204861578034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6JuSezI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Mwfw2VgzPsc/s320/mine!mine!mine!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mine!mine!mine!mine!mine!mine!mine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6dSOn8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7a8Pk2sin6k/s1600-h/duckies+unite!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227918210112593858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6dSOn8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7a8Pk2sin6k/s320/duckies+unite!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;duckies unite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6YLtK6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/kP5zQZMxE3o/s1600-h/rng+the+zilian+kia!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227918208743058338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6YLtK6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/kP5zQZMxE3o/s320/rng+the+zilian+kia!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rng the zilian kia xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6vzpdLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7WhblItxN4A/s1600-h/rng"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227918215084602546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SI1L6vzpdLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7WhblItxN4A/s320/rng%27s+best+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;by far her best pic xD for all those wondering wat this pic is,go to her link and check out the original pic..&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/6572074418270805112-1066470217426867131?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1066470217426867131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/1066470217426867131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha-okokthe-long-awaited-post-is-here.html' title='haha okok!!the long awaited post is here!!!!'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/' 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term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tormented'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harassed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agonized'/><title type='text'>still missing her                                                      uh,my sis..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;oh well..adjusting to the rather baleful fact that my camera is with my sis..sigh..and the fact that she's in such a beautiful country while i'm like in some,erm,indescribably wonderful country and equaling astonishing school passing the days of my youth in the complete state of boredom and depression..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and it doesnt help that i'm having a problem getting myself to like training which is so monotonously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;mundane..i'm sitting at the edge of my bed each morning of training like some stoic old bird trying to get my eyes opened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh well..the only plus point for this weekend is that there's youth day:)i'll be meeting rahman for soccer and dinner at the pasar malang before heading back to hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh well..sunday this week was but a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ghost on my retinas fading out as i walked down the road of life with monday tuesday wednesday thursday and friday still spearing me head on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i only remember that dad was watching Narnia and that we left house at like 940 only to realise that i had left my homework at homework but who cares..after all if they do kill me,who lives forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so there we were touching sss only at 958pm and i dashed to the BMS PMS CMS CRS CRA CRAP i cant rmb and checked-in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;monday was i cant rmb wat happened and tuesday was even worse..oh wait..no i rmb there was movie night..national treasure..so i headed over to watch it..entered the SDC realising i was the only one wanting to watch the movie,until a few others came late as well..then we started it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not bad..considering the extravagent special effects of the entire building detonated to ashes when there was only a few barrels of gunpowder=.=well but the plot was there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wednesday passed and i cant remeber what happened but whatever happened i think it must have been terrible..oh yes..if i'm not wrong,something did happen..and it was terrible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i agreed to play street soccer with edwin,but i forgot to wear shoes..madness..after a short time of soccer i had just become a proud parent of 9 new blisters of which 2 were blood blisters:( i cant believe i even bothered to head down to training..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;by thursday,2 of the blisters merged because of the constant pressure i was putting on them and man it was hurting like some guy with constipation and i tell you,i'm not eage&lt;/span&gt;r to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;repeat this dramatic period of my life again where every step i took presented pain..haha and by thursday my calf had begin to get strained and li jia was like,man that looks bad..i'd offer you a rub down but that wouldnt be appropriate and lol..i agree haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;oh well headed to the AVA for cluster activity which wasnt done in a cluster to watch the part 22 of national treasure and when i got there i saw li jia sitting there alone so as the usual gentleman i was,i decided to head over to sit with her and alleviate her loneliness..and yes i glad i did..cos even though it was through my sub conscious gallant self that urged me to sit with her,i thoroughly enjoy her company though halfway she pangseied me to go for her meeting with her coach about her national's the next day..but as per normal,my irresistible magnetic properties of charm drew her back :P like any &lt;/span&gt;girl would(i'm gonna create a world of controversy lol)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday came and i went for training and headed for school after that..my,i nearly got phrnged by ms foo again..something that can be considered undesirable..even a cat wouldnt want a rotten fish...so our documentary recording isnt decided..no one wants to &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;meet up even though we have to..changi tomorrow guys?before kenneth leaves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ms kelly wasnt in school today!!WOO..OH JOY!!lol..i hoped it isnt because she's sick though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;went for the RP profiling thing after school today..decided to do 1) dip in new media(cos they dont have mass comm =.= and that sucks..BIG time)2)dip in business applications (cos they dont have entrepreneurship ZZZ) and 3) dip in sports and exercise science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;waited for aman who took a trip to china and b&lt;/span&gt;ack &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;in that room and after headed to causeway for a snack..we had old chang kee and he blanja-ed the chang kees while i got our drinks..we sat down and had great fellowship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;went for went for prayer meeting that night for the first time and for the next many weeks to come..zac couldnt make it with me..it was well..like any normal prayer meeting i guess..not that i've been to many..i was the youngest there..we sang a few hymns(i loved that the most:))and had a time of sharing and headed to prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;oh yes..i forgot to mention..i had one of the most sactisfactory dinners i've had for months just before the meeting praise be to God..it was reall nothing more then a lazy dinner really with a nice plate of mee goreng and teh tarik,but let me ask all who reads my blog,when was the last time you could have a nice slow dinner withou worrying about being late for anything or having to rush off or deciding what to do that night before you sleep or anything?at least for me,really long ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was a really pleasant al-fresco dining experience&lt;/span&gt; with that cup of chai in my hand and just relaxing beneath the stars which were unfortunately covered by the roof of the building -.- yea but it was still great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after PM i decided i didnt want to waste more time at home on the computer so i headed back to SA prata house or better known to us as RK even though they have already changed hands a long time ago but these poor misled people refuses to acknowlegde it and so it's RK even till today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so it was really noisy then cos there were party people who decided to have prata instead of their vodkas that night..so it was really noisy but the atmosphere was good cos of their &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;laughter from all their crude jokes though one thing was that they smoked..most of them..zzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i had my teh and then headed back again with a incredibly stiff leg..and on the way back,i decided to pump my bike tires which were starting to go down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i got to the petrol kiosk,pumped my tires and headed back  home..but,on the way home,showers of mishaps rained upon me..i was decidedly drunk =S from my teh (lol jk..i was just dreaming about my omni present troubles that of late have surfaced) and somehow saw an invisible pole which wasnt there and i just braked with considerable force,and judging by the fact that i was going at about 25km/h and i just forced braked(my front wheel-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-)and i sortof somersaulted over my bike and somehow twisted my body in mid air and landed on my (in retrospective watching spiderman has been a blessing :P na just kidding..it was really a blessing landing on my)knee instead and thank God i was wearing my jeans cos the asphalt just tore through my jeans but i got only a small abrasion on my knee..i shudder to think what might have happened otherwise if i werent wearing my jeans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i stabbed my big toe however,pretty badly and i was very surpised at the amount of blood a big toe could give out..the entire toe area of my sliiper was literally dripping with blood and i was mad to think so much blood could be lost through hole in my toe..zz..i think i might have to consider blood transplant if that continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i got home..and started to feel even more depressed and then here i am today with the rain lashing down outside my flat..making me even more emo-prone zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-4088547095010361653?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4088547095010361653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4088547095010361653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-missing-her-uhmy-sis.html' title='still missing her                                                      uh,my sis..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-9124513332746034294</id><published>2008-06-28T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T14:51:43.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercings..'/><title type='text'>back to school..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sigh..wat an anticlimax..after all those fun during the hols,its back to school-.- zz first day was the worse..i was literally pining for some with more substance then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;school.. arghh..but day 1(mon) went by surprisingly fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;day2(tues): i wished i was in thailand or some place backpacking lol..by the time i had the first taste of school food the previous day,i had an epiphany -- i GOTTA get out of this place to get some food..some proper food:O i had bravely fought against the Z monster on the first day of math..today,i tried as valiantly as before..i managed to evade its bankai,but it shikai-ed me and i begin to stone:O&lt;br /&gt;day3(weds): we(qaasimy kenneth and me)started again on the documentary..not bad,the amount of work we had produced in 15 mins..it was practically almost everything we were trying to achieve during all the days of the hols..but of course we needed to edit it here and there..by now,math has taken its terrible and ghastly toll on me and i desperately needed a pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;..documentary went on and i borrowed george best's biography..its good..but r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ather depressing..only the strong could have continued reading on..&lt;br /&gt;day 4(thurs):by now,i was having cold turkey..i moaned and groaned duriong math class,and i was starting to shiver violently..drool started falling and i knew that i needed more holidays..completed the documentary script..MT Os the next day..that night,i tried out a couple of my newly acquired pick up lines on 2 couple of ladies who happened to in the boarding office that night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual,it was a success,and i dont mean the pick up lines:Olet me share just a couple..musnt let go too many of these wonderful lady killers..&lt;br /&gt; 1st&lt;br /&gt;"hey do you have any water?"&lt;br /&gt;"erm why?"&lt;br /&gt;"because you have set my heart on fire":O:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd&lt;br /&gt;"hey i'm osrry but you have to go to jail"&lt;br /&gt;"why?"&lt;br /&gt;"because you stole my heart the moment i first saw you":O:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..ok they're pretty cheesy..but they attributed a little to the success i've had with them..yea..i entertained them that night and haha..i made new friends:)through pick up lines-.- not really the apotheosis of getting to know new people,but yea,they work..for me at least..but i have also pondered..i'm not too sure if it's the lines or something else that gives the spice to it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day5: english..ms foo owned our group..you can say i wasnt exactly delighted about it..it seemedvas though our entire script was dug out from my backside..even if it did,she made it out to seem even worse..so kenneth had to redo &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; scene,and me and immy had to edit our scripts,again..not really a tickler,if you ask me..the rest of the day(till Os)passed uneventfully..even in math,i was soberng up and all i did was do a few problem sums..which didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; go to well with me..well,i never did think me and math were good pals anyway..but we were once buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lvls..how should i say it?i think i could pass..but that's all..i decline to comment anymore..only it wasnt as bad as i thought it to be..but definitely still terrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i headed to out to orchard to meet up with the gardeners,who were having a farewell dinner for tim,trey,jeriel and hannah..it didnt really go too well..at least for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met jean and mel outside the hereen,so we went in together to find the rest..walked around and trey bought this ridiculously shiny pair of converse high cut shoes..another possible assistant for santa come christmas =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked around and to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; cut the long story short,we over headed to sushi tei to eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nng,book tables for 16"&lt;br /&gt;"OK"&lt;br /&gt;so it was done..and we waited for 30mins for them..but just before they called me,gray said&lt;br /&gt;"nng,cancel it.we're leaving"i was like wts?you sure?!?&lt;br /&gt;"yea just do it"&lt;br /&gt;"-.- k"&lt;br /&gt;at that paritcular moment,the waitress called me,and informed me that 16 seats were now available..wts den in the end i said ok nvm..sry..help us cancel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed off,to marshey(however you spell it:S)=.= and we walked all the way back to the hereen,where we came from,and then searched the entire building for it and to find that it was closed..in the end,we settled for swensens..which i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;decided not to eat cos i had spent nearly close to 100 bucks the previous week just for food..zz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so headed back and i've no time anymore to blog..gtg for prayer meeting with yf comm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-9124513332746034294?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/9124513332746034294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/9124513332746034294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-school.html' title='back to school..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-6242071024295346143</id><published>2008-06-20T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:08:36.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hey guys..now that my sister&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; has koped my camera and flew away with it,i'm feeling pretty empty and find no more meaning in this blog:/that'll be 6 months without my cam:'( *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;anyway,2 or 3 days ago,the sentosa outing went well..like pretty well in my opinion..there was sufficient time for soccer frisbee and dips in the sea..haha..in the process of enjoying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;myself,my little toe's nail came off:S so now it's sorta nail-less..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;we started the day off with our shirts,but as the hours went by,confronted by the oppressing,depressing heat,we were left with little option but to peel off our shirts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;saw val loo there as well..haha..with 3 of her other friends..she had a pathetic attempt at trying to pull me into the water&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"hey nat,come here!i want to tell you something.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"yea what is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"come nearer!you know,earlier on i saw this crab in the pool,and suddenly he reached out like this..."she then proceeded on to grab my hand,which she was successful,but made a rather feeble attemtpt at trying to pull me in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well of cause i was much stronger,and she pulled and lost her grip and fell back into the water=.=haha val:)it was fun while it lasted,watching you land back into the sea xD but i've gotta applaud your effort..i didnt even know you were gonna pull me in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my cam's battery dieded on that day:(so i didnt manage to get any photos..which was,rather disappointing..especially since that was the last day i was gonna get to use my cam before my sis flew off with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh well so we washed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;up after that,and headed back to vivo for dinner..on the rail back to vivo i took a few metrosexual pics xD haha..it was pretty fun dressing up..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;had subway for dinner..the meatball one..wasnt really fantastic..wished i had gotten the subway melt..after dinner headed over to jeremy's house to see their pics they took in USA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213935843181257586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFufBlZ-43I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jiWA8lhNK5Q/s320/metrosexual+xD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dressing up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                ****************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;today,a group of us(nat tan val daryl kwan lye kevin BBM me jeremy)went to ECP for an outing..i inline skated for the first time today!=D haha..it was a successful and hilarious day learning to skate by myself..for one,me daryl and kwan were skiddle deddle all over the place hugging onto sign post trees and each other when we first started out..haha..then we progressed:)i could skate pretty good after the test runs haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh yea and we saw lydia khoo's nemesis xD all dressed up in pink..pink skates,pink bag,pink hairband,pink watch,pink shorts and a white shirt with pink tinges..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;had carls jr. for lunch):really broke now..spent $20 so far:( then after that we headed to paradis centre to lan,in preperation for daryl,lye and kevin's lan showdown with the girls tmr haha..played CS and COD4..spent another $&lt;/span&gt;6..sigh..from tmr onwarsd,nasi lemak all the way:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;headed back home..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-6242071024295346143?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/6242071024295346143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/6242071024295346143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/06/inspiration-less.html' title='inspiration-less'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFufBlZ-43I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jiWA8lhNK5Q/s72-c/metrosexual+xD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-386365940057503292</id><published>2008-06-16T21:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:08:39.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo taking outing anyone?before thursday..'/><title type='text'>outing to orchard</title><content type='html'>this afternoon,i headed over to orchard withmy sis to get some winter clothes for her&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; before she leaves for NZ(yea shes flying off this thurs for studies)..and also for her to meet up with her mentee,jiamin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we got her&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; clothes,then,with 1 1/2 hours more to spare,we decided to check out kinokuniya..or however you spell it haha..so i pulled out this really engaging book titled "lone survivor"..it's about how 4 SEALs(an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;elite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; special force grp in the US)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;headed over to afghanistan to kill or capture sharmak,this guy who makes bombs and uses them to blow up the US ppl(btw this is a non-fict book)..so these 4 SEALs head over there,only for 3 of them to be killed..and somehow,against all odds(literally),the last guy survives..it's a terrific nail-biting story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so anyway,we went to collect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;jiamin from the mrt and we headed over to carls jr for lunch..it wasnt really powerful..nothing tasted mind-obliterating enough for me to be wowed..but yea..it's feeling..but give me botak jones anyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;so yea..after lunch we headed back to kino and then jiamin and my sis had bs while i finished off "lone survivor"..what a mind boggling book..absolutely solid..after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;that we headed back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;after parting ways at the bishan station,me and rng headed to din tai fung for a Father's Day dinner..i had the bamboo shrimp mian..the soup was nice:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i left a little earlier,intending to go home and just chill,but after seeing the moon,i decided to be snap happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(no regrets bringing out my cam today)and took probably about 50 near-identical pics on each position of the moon..so i had a pretty hard time deleting the ones i didnt want cos they all looked the same to me..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so well after that got home and now blogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;sharks..i just realised that in 2 days time,i wont have my camera for like the next 6 months..*sigh*cos i'm lending&lt;/span&gt; rng my cam to bring to NZ..man..6 solid months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ59GvI6bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8aa3Sttz3YQ/s1600-h/pigeons+by+a+brook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487709415238066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ59GvI6bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8aa3Sttz3YQ/s320/pigeons+by+a+brook.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pigeons by the brook haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5999fZqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5ckHopaECE4/s1600-h/unripe+rambutans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487724239382178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5999fZqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5ckHopaECE4/s320/unripe+rambutans.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unripe rambutans swaying in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(took me quite a few tries to get it focus cos the rambutans kept jumping about in the wind:S)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5-MMYzNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/q6OSqu9ocEI/s1600-h/on+the+slaughter+board.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487728059960530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5-MMYzNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/q6OSqu9ocEI/s320/on+the+slaughter+board.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and it lowers its head in defeat,trembling in fear at its inevitable impending death on the chopping board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5-4P3WnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/g6qyDK51mBc/s1600-h/me+and+rng.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487739885705842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5-4P3WnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/g6qyDK51mBc/s320/me+and+rng.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and my sis in the lift to the NZ office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5_7mw5KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aJ21lPPvxRc/s1600-h/posing+me+and+rng.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487757966927010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ5_7mw5KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aJ21lPPvxRc/s320/posing+me+and+rng.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and rng posing(looks like some advertisment to me haha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-GFwBXYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TrpLDEuol3k/s1600-h/rng+and+jiamin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212492261815836034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-GFwBXYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TrpLDEuol3k/s320/rng+and+jiamin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rng and jiamin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-HE8HDLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jwHUtJa9FEo/s1600-h/bentley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212492278777973938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-HE8HDLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jwHUtJa9FEo/s320/bentley.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bentley outside the Grand Hyatt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-LRcJc5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ioFOtv4Ax7k/s1600-h/rolling+clouds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212492350853051282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-LRcJc5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ioFOtv4Ax7k/s320/rolling+clouds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rolling clouds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-LuOIo-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/R1z2kC4EO0k/s1600-h/moon+behind+clouds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212492358578906082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-LuOIo-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/R1z2kC4EO0k/s320/moon+behind+clouds.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the evening clouds brushing past the moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-L9gIrOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FmfaNan-j28/s1600-h/fence+and+moon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212492362680937698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ-L9gIrOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FmfaNan-j28/s320/fence+and+moon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fence and moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFaBUb3yKLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jGRa0F8fjSQ/s1600-h/moon+behind+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212495806807025842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFaBUb3yKLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jGRa0F8fjSQ/s320/moon+behind+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;moon hiding behind the tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFaBVH9rHCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KHpCn3TQsqc/s1600-h/moon+with+it"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212495818642889762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFaBVH9rHCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KHpCn3TQsqc/s320/moon+with+it%27s+craters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the moon with it's craters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFaBVkAueLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ho15JXS3u1k/s1600-h/the+moon+hangs+solemnly+with+the+rtees+silhouetted+against+the+dull+effulgence+of+the+moon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212495826171885746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFaBVkAueLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ho15JXS3u1k/s320/the+moon+hangs+solemnly+with+the+rtees+silhouetted+against+the+dull+effulgence+of+the+moon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the beautiful african sunset xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mmm..i smell durians xD bb!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-386365940057503292?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/386365940057503292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/386365940057503292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/06/outing-to-orchard.html' title='outing to orchard'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFZ59GvI6bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8aa3Sttz3YQ/s72-c/pigeons+by+a+brook.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-8108649756900682893</id><published>2008-06-14T14:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:08:42.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and out of the toilet bowl came the zionites into the living room'/><title type='text'>ok finally back from cc:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;yo doods..finally..sry didnt blog in 2 weeks..the first week in bishan retreat so cannot rmb much alr..only that it was very applicable..hopefully i've applied some of the lessons i've learnt there..speaking of lessons,i've just learnt one..it was in my mail..and it is certainly applicable to me and i guess just about every christian..i shall copy-paste it later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;church camp was ok i guess..it wasnt exactly the apotheosis of all CCs..i've had better ones..but the sad thing is,it's probably the last year we're having CC as one church and we get this place as our camp site..i know i should be more thankful,and God has a reason why we had this crap-for-shit place as our last combined camp venue,but it really sorta broke my heart when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i realised that we were wallowing in shit for our last combined camp..i really wanted somewhere picturesque so that we can really have a good place to &lt;strong&gt;rest,restore and restart&lt;/strong&gt;..but it just didnt happen,and i guess i'm just,um,pretty sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;but there are also bright sides..for one,fellowship was imminent,and i thoroughly enjoyed that..food was,well,malaysia standard..haha..nothing fantastic nor particurlarly horrible..but the ulcer in my mouth was horrendous and i'm not really grateful bout that:/ soccer was fun..as usual..and the beach was this stretch of dirty sand that totally boggled my mind at how much junk can be washed ashore..still,i collected many shells=D that didnt look very nice save a few..to be frank,message didnt really hit me and i found myself zoning out quite a few times throughout all msges:/i honestly think that the youths pulled a better job off during the retreat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;free time was abundant..we did the normal of playing soccer and frisbee and everynight was lan party night LOL.. or one of the afternoons,i headed to malacca town for a little shopping with dng,gray,ibob,tim ng,linpong k.fong and a few more(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sorry i cant rmb!) -- not that i got much..only 3 keychains for souvenirs haha..me gray pong and tim wore our shades in the shopping centre xD and just became posers LOL..i have the pic..upload later..we had burger king for a snack and headed back chopchop for soccer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so that's how we went about..and the highlight of the camp was the night trail:O the search for k.fong..gave us a total headache..we searched high and low for him everywhere..and evetually,we found him at............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sam kwan me gray danielle &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;christina sulin caroline and arghh i cant rmb sry again were chatting about how to improve night games and whether chicken rice or laksa would be a better representative for singapore etc. after the night games(which was in truth,quite bad)when k.fong's mom came into HH2 or 1 or 3 :/ cant rmb..but to cut a WHOLE SUPER DUPER UBER BLOOPER FRUPER LOOPER NOOPER KOOPER LONG story short,we hunted for him EVERYWHERE..for 3 hours?about 40 youths thereabout..then in the end,we found him like NEXT DOOR WATCHING TV..zzz..dont worry kenneth we still love you&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cos of that i slept 2 hours lol..had to polish up the shells i found..hmm..i shalll upload only a few pictures and then i gotta head over for unofficial combined yf&lt;3i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway,here's the email..the pics will be underneath them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Author: Woodrow KrollSource: Early in the MorningA converted Hindu woman had suffered much at the hands of her unsaved relatives. One day a missionary asked her, 'When your husband is angry and persecutes you, what do you do?' The Hindu woman replied, 'I just cook the food better and sweep the floor a little cleaner. When he speaks unkindly, I answer him mildly, trying to show him in every way that when I became a Christian, I also became a better wife.' Although that husband had resisted all the efforts of the missionaries, he could not resist the sweet silence of his Christian wife. The Holy Spirit used her to win him to Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;How do you react when you meet antagonism? When you are mistreated or wrongly accused, do you harbor resentment or seek revenge? Do you attempt to retaliate or verbally abuse those who have abused you? Jesus had been led away to the high priest. His agony in the garden had been interrupted by His betrayal. To make matters worse&lt;/span&gt;, His primary disciple, the Apostle Peter, had denied Him &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;three times. Our Lord had endured both physical and verbal abuse all night long. 'And straightway in the morning the chief priests held a consultation with the elders and scribes and the whole council, and bound Jesus, and carried Him away, and delivered Him to Pilate' (Mark 15:1). As the Sanhedrin gathered early on the morning of Jesus' crucifixion, they attempted to make the trial official. Yet their single purpose was 'to put Him to death' (Matthew 27:1). Jesus was falsely arraigned, falsely accused, and falsely abused. Yet to all of the trumped-up charges, to all of this &lt;/span&gt;pseudo evidence, our Lord made no reply. When the chief priests continued to accuse Him falsely of many things, Mark &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;records that the Lord Jesus answered nothing. So uncharacteristic was it for a person falsely accused not to rise to His own defense that Pilate asked in astonishment, 'Answerest Thou nothing?' But the narrative repeats, 'Jesus yet answered nothing.' It was nothing short of remarkable that Jesus would not retaliate or lash out against those who had treated Him so cruelly and unjustly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(the highlight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A young sergeant was serving the British army in Egypt under the Highland Regiment. This soldier was an effervescent and shining Christian. When he was asked how he came to know the Lord Jesus as Savior, he recounted his conversion by saying, 'There is a private in this company who was converted in Malta before the regiment came to Egypt. We gave that fellow an awful time. On one terrible night he came in very tired and wet. But before getting into bed, he knelt down to pray. My boots were soaked with water and covered with mud, and I let him have it with one on the side of his head, and I struck him with the second on the other side. But he just went on praying. The next morning I found those boots beautifully polished and standing by the side of my bed. That was his reply to me, and it just broke my heart&lt;/span&gt;. I was saved that day.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our response to those who lie against us must never be to lash out against them. As we arise early in the morning&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;, perhaps after a day in which our character has been slandered and our conduct has been slashed, we must arise with a commitment to live a life like the Lord Jesus who, when He was reviled, reviled not again. Only then will we live happily in a world filled with unhappy people. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the only comment i have is that i sure can learn from it..and so can many of you..here are the pics:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0Hjp6t5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mgxneMvj9jg/s1600-h/bigjon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211636866976757650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0Hjp6t5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mgxneMvj9jg/s320/bigjon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;big jon having a snack xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0JIENi5I/AAAAAAAAADA/2aYtvK2g8b4/s1600-h/fusion+of+3+colours.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211636893930589074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0JIENi5I/AAAAAAAAADA/2aYtvK2g8b4/s320/fusion+of+3+colours.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a fusion of 3 colours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0LBmSVPI/AAAAAAAAADI/YxCjOyWdHlM/s1600-h/everly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211636926554199282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0LBmSVPI/AAAAAAAAADI/YxCjOyWdHlM/s320/everly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the resort - looks are deceiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0Mtb8EeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HDVGxa4PirE/s1600-h/jamming+on+the+bus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211636955501826530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0Mtb8EeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HDVGxa4PirE/s320/jamming+on+the+bus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jamming on the way home:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0N73ZHwI/AAAAAAAAADY/NUHFcV_0iPg/s1600-h/joel,alicia,tim+ng,nicolette,greg+sim,me,pong,kevin,seah,k.fong+and+gray.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211636976554942210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0N73ZHwI/AAAAAAAAADY/NUHFcV_0iPg/s320/joel,alicia,tim+ng,nicolette,greg+sim,me,pong,kevin,seah,k.fong+and+gray.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2fZN6_7I/AAAAAAAAADo/oNH_E4yMu8c/s1600-h/joel,alicia,tim+ng,nicolette,greg+sim,me,pong,kevin,seah,k.fong+and+gray.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2f-qwxZI/AAAAAAAAADw/x9zn35_xzps/s1600-h/k.fong+sleeping2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211639485568173458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2f-qwxZI/AAAAAAAAADw/x9zn35_xzps/s320/k.fong+sleeping2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;k.fong sleeping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2gnef08I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q3hO4zvaB8I/s1600-h/linpong+the+mafia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211639496522585026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2gnef08I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q3hO4zvaB8I/s320/linpong+the+mafia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;linpong the mafia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2hTBPWGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/U1_f5EuuwVE/s1600-h/linus"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211639508211030114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN2hTBPWGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/U1_f5EuuwVE/s320/linus%27s+muscles.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;linus's muscles haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN3xfdKu-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Ip8FTkEVZ4/s1600-h/mas+saloon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211640885938928610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN3xfdKu-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Ip8FTkEVZ4/s320/mas+saloon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;heh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN3y4cA0QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PENABqVvy4U/s1600-h/moving+at+the+spped+of+light!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211640909824839938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN3y4cA0QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PENABqVvy4U/s320/moving+at+the+spped+of+light!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"and in a FLASH he was there"any guesses who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN30UQAwmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hyUO_Y1PGvI/s1600-h/seah,ibob,me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211640934470566498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN30UQAwmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hyUO_Y1PGvI/s320/seah,ibob,me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;seah ibob and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN31vJKhgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lIgt1wzUF3k/s1600-h/the+sunglass+posers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211640958869472770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN31vJKhgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lIgt1wzUF3k/s320/the+sunglass+posers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the posers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN33NJnm9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/560h2vFrt6c/s1600-h/who"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211640984104311762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN33NJnm9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/560h2vFrt6c/s320/who%27s+this.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;who's that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;k folks that's all for the blog..the rest in fb..&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/6572074418270805112-8108649756900682893?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8108649756900682893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8108649756900682893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-finally-back-from-cc.html' title='ok finally back from cc:)'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_WfX-VGV11vM/SFN0Hjp6t5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mgxneMvj9jg/s72-c/bigjon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-1100526545248563246</id><published>2008-06-02T23:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:08:46.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photography outing to botanical gardens</title><content type='html'>went to botanical gardens for a photography outing today with jasmine..eh..my memory card only 16 MB -.-" could only take 17 pics (17 ONLY!!!)i had to delete so many impromptu:( after searching thru my comp i realised that i had other pics also..some from SSS :O and a few from ECP..i dunno if i want to put the rest up but i'll just get the ones from botanical gardens up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea..heads up guys..any of you photography fanatics want to go out just to have a photography outing tell me..i'll try to organise one or we'll go out together&lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPo-l_HnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-QhAnhTI1C0/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+boy+and+girl+playing+together+rotated.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207304265818644082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPo-l_HnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-QhAnhTI1C0/s400/botanical+garderns+-+boy+and+girl+playing+together+rotated.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aw so sweet right..the little boy's picking her a flower&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRXel_HsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/REyKgyEoIKk/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+little+girl+running+after+her+ball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207306164194188994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRXel_HsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/REyKgyEoIKk/s320/botanical+garderns+-+little+girl+running+after+her+ball.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;little girl chasing after her ball&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRX-l_HtI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ak5mEUQ6Dng/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+flowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207306172784123602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRX-l_HtI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ak5mEUQ6Dng/s320/botanical+garderns+-+flowers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a bunch of flowers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPqul_HrI/AAAAAAAAABI/_i2AOvSvMZc/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+fish+and+leaf+with+reflection.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207304295883415218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPqul_HrI/AAAAAAAAABI/_i2AOvSvMZc/s400/botanical+garderns+-+fish+and+leaf+with+reflection.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fish and leaf with the overhead tree's reflection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTCOl_HxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U8pLUH2CU28/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+swan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207307998145224466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTCOl_HxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U8pLUH2CU28/s320/botanical+garderns+-+swan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;managed to get the swan while it's neck was curled:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTCul_HyI/AAAAAAAAACA/k2xbR4BYzvg/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+swan+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207308006735159074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTCul_HyI/AAAAAAAAACA/k2xbR4BYzvg/s320/botanical+garderns+-+swan+lake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"sombre times of reflection"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTC-l_HzI/AAAAAAAAACI/TT8mzcY38BA/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+swan+reflection.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207308011030126386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTC-l_HzI/AAAAAAAAACI/TT8mzcY38BA/s320/botanical+garderns+-+swan%2Breflection.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not so good pic of the swan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQXyOl_H4I/AAAAAAAAACw/PakHKwP6s8I/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+waterfall+with+newly+wed+couple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207313220825456514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQXyOl_H4I/AAAAAAAAACw/PakHKwP6s8I/s320/botanical+garderns+-+waterfall+with+newly+wed+couple.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;newly wed couple..haha i took it on the sly..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTDOl_H0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7BnknMDoAnE/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+turtle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207308015325093698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQTDOl_H0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7BnknMDoAnE/s320/botanical+garderns+-+turtle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lazy turtle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPpel_HoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hwvoR6En6sg/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+cicada+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207304274408578690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPpel_HoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hwvoR6En6sg/s400/botanical+garderns+-+cicada+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cicada..the ones that makes the eeeeiiii sound in the forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPpul_HpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CEuzwY3rRDY/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+cicada+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207304278703546002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPpul_HpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CEuzwY3rRDY/s400/botanical+garderns+-+cicada+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;another one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPp-l_HqI/AAAAAAAAABA/JgHlJHlR_K0/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+big+tree+little+guy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207304282998513314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQPp-l_HqI/AAAAAAAAABA/JgHlJHlR_K0/s400/botanical+garderns+-+big+tree+little+guy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the boy's so small compared to that tree..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207306177079090914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRYOl_HuI/AAAAAAAAABg/nG795oJOZ3A/s320/botanical+garderns+-+cute+doggy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;puppy eyes&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRYel_HvI/AAAAAAAAABo/EiD_KVgtOR4/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+little+girl+chasing+ball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207306181374058226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRYel_HvI/AAAAAAAAABo/EiD_KVgtOR4/s320/botanical+garderns+-+little+girl+chasing+ball.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sister playing with ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRael_HwI/AAAAAAAAABw/SrHas1Z5Nfk/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+look+over+there!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207306215733796610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQRael_HwI/AAAAAAAAABw/SrHas1Z5Nfk/s320/botanical+garderns+-+look+over+there!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOOK OVER THERE!!WHAT'S THAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQXxul_H3I/AAAAAAAAACo/avw8GchtuN4/s1600-h/botanical+garderns+-+waterfall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207313212235521906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfX-VGV11vM/SEQXxul_H3I/AAAAAAAAACo/avw8GchtuN4/s320/botanical+garderns+-+waterfall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;waterfall(obviously man-made)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-1100526545248563246?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-8758404038738256285</id><published>2008-06-02T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:15:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qKGupz_9mGc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qKGupz_9mGc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw man..i wanna do this too..watch it..it gives a different perspective of freedom..just observe his face at 0:24-0:25..the grin on his face..pure bliss..like he gives a heck off what others thin about him..he's just doing what he loves..it's almost edenic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,anyone knows the name of the song?thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh..and thanks to JEAN who taught me how to upload the vid:)didnt know how to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-8758404038738256285?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8758404038738256285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/8758404038738256285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/06/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-3318124328385496016</id><published>2008-06-01T20:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:08:44.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the legend of children's camp..herr..</title><content type='html'>aw man..i cant believe it..i've grown fatter..this is what a sprained ankle does to you zzz..i cant run,cant play soccer,cant cycle,cant do anything that would amp &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my metabolism rate crap..i needa workout!!this annoying layer of fat is overiding my abs:Oand slowly but surely,my arms are also getting affected-.-sigh..yea i know..i'm so ego right..but trust me..anyone who is growing fatter would be alarmed..esp at the rate of mine..stupendously accelerated&lt;/span&gt;..before i can go cycling again a layer appears..arghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough lamenting..one-kind-of-&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;still-super-tired-even-children's-camp-was-long over..it was ok la..but since i had a sprained ankle,it wasnt a bundle of joy those few days..first day i&lt;/span&gt; went,i saw this giant rafia maze tangled around 50 chairs..it&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; was supposed be for wet games even though up till now i'm not too sure what it was for=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hung ard..i cant really rmb wat happened on the first day..nor the second,and nothing much of the every other day..i only can rmb ibob thrashing my guitar till the wood peeled off..that gay..he's gonna pay:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol den after fooling ard ibob realised i was making a new :O sound -- HERR..after much tries,we finally decided it was spelt as herr:O we didnt do much jamming though..cos there was this new zealand pastor staying in the guest suite..too bad..maybe he liked yellowcard too:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;then came joshua HERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!LOL..that guy..herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr:O:OO:O: HE IS THE LEGEND HERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR..THE LEGENDARY JOSHUA :OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!lol..ok..i shall not explain..all that knows what happened,we are bonded by this unbreakable bond that oozes out from&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; the ceiling and the walls and the toilet bowl :OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshua..herr..then dng was like owning all the small kids..ibob was serenading..herr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my cousin went:)noel..he won the best newcomer award:)i'm so happy for him..but sad as well..cos his parents are staunch buddhist,and dont want him to go for church..i hope that God would be merciful and soften his parent's hearts..i want him to know the love of God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then came night games..herr..i was the head torturer..HERR..i owned the small kids..let me tell you a story of the p6 that came into my(and terence's) hands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X was brought to the torture chamber..i asked him.."hello(not so friendly voice).what are you doing here?so you've been fooling around isit?think you very big isit?no problem..come here..i shall give you great 'fun'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i brought him into the toilet..den i told him"knock it down now!"he den started to do pushups..i told him"excuse me,who asked you to start?"den he stopped..(BTW,he was blindfolded)i told him"do 20 pushups for me now." he started doing..about 6 pushups when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO ,you dunno how to count isit?huh?need me to teach you or not?start again!"he started again..did about 6 pushups when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO,you dunno how to address me isit?call me sir!restart!"he started doing again..he was like "1 sir!2 sir!3sir!"so on so forth..then he finished it and got up when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"HELLO,who said you can stand up&lt;/span&gt;?" "sorry sorry"he got down again,and to my surprise said"PERMISSION TO RECOVER SIR!"not bad eh?terence said"ok &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;permission granted.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terence then told him "ok squat down now."den he squated down..terence took a chair and gave it to him.."hold out your hands now and carry this chair..and i want you to duckwalk backwards&lt;/span&gt; and den back forward again..""but what if i hit sth&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;?"den,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO,did i ask you to talk?huh?do it now..dont test my patience"he proceeded to duckwalk..of course we stopped him when he was gonna bang into sth la..so he duckwalked when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO,who said you can bend your arms?i want them straight now." den that poor fellow cannot manage alr so we never tell him to straighten his arms again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when he couldnt:(lol..but he was ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wah very tired leh..""i dont care..who told you to be so cheeky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he finished and got up when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO,who let you get up?"he got down again and"permission to recover sir!""permission granted"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i said "ok well done..tired or not?i hope you enjoyed your appetizers..come here.."i led him to that bucket of fermented crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok i've put in 2 toys inside this bucket of disgusting goodness..stick your hand in and find it"denhe did it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point i close the toilet door(thegirlstoilet..herr..)and den went out and waited for more customers..den after settling a few more ppl,i got back to him..there he was swirling that bucket of crap and he heard me andsaid "ok i'm done.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"very good..go and wash your hands now"he washed eit den i asked him"so how was it?tiring or not?""erm..physically ok la..abit tiring..but mentally,haiz..no kick.."wl i told&lt;/span&gt; him"wah..ok..so you think you very zai la..isit?ok..wait here by this chair..OOI who said you could sit?haha..jk..sit down..ON THE FLOOR..no la jk..sit down on the chair..ok...so you think mentally no&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; kick la isit..ok recite the alphabet backwards..NOW."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"z,y..uh..x..uh..w,v,uh..u..erm..""HELLO,dunno how to address me isit?redo!""z,sir!y,sir!,uh,uh,uh,x sir!""okok stop the sir..very irritating..restart..this time dont want the sir.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"z,y,x, uh..w,...uh..mm..erm..w8 ah..""nono..no waiting..restart..""uh..ok..z,y,x,w,..mm,v,u..uh...""NO..stop..restart..now i want to hear the sir.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes sir..z sir!ysir!......r sir!""stop..i've decided i dont want to hear the sir anymore..restart!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"z,y,x,..uh.."at this point of time,someone else came in..so i told him"nonono..stop..this is terrible..so hesitent..i want you to properly think about it and then when i come back i want it perfect.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left and settle some other customers..i went back and said"ok..how isit now..do it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut it short,he did it..and he learnt his lesson.."ok.so how was it?tiring or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"yes sir!very tiring..""ok you can go now..next time,i wont go so light on you..this is considered very mild alr..dont let me see you here again..""yes sir.."den he scrammed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah so tiring so i told loong and terence to take over me cos i couldnt stand the toilet torture chamber anymore..so i went to sanc2 and saw saw jean and melissa..jean had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;girl in her arms AND IT WAS CRYING!!JEAN!!!HOW COULD YOU!!herr..so anyway,i just slacked there la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz..dont want to type everything..so tiring..i shall zoom in to the last night..after the meeting,i just hung around in sanc2,den pongpong came in&lt;3 color="#996633"&gt;there..david gave me free massages&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-3318124328385496016?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/3318124328385496016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/3318124328385496016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/06/legend-of-childrens-campherr.html' title='the legend of children&apos;s camp..herr..'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-4041541738817717128</id><published>2008-05-28T17:44:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:12:06.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sprained ankles arent fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;crap man..my ankle's giving me problems..first of all,whenever i see a babe,i cant run after her now..secondly,when i cant even bathe without using something to support me-.- and third,now when i high tide,i have to do it sitting down..so inconvenient..i have to pull down my pants and underwear,then i have to slowly lower my butt down onto the sit,then when i'm done with the ceremony,i have to painstakingly hold onto the cistern and pull myself up on one foot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i went to the doc's to get my mc today..wow..the queue was quite jialat..and then they were screening mr.bean on the tvs..his ridiculous antics were still pretty amusing..and because of that i missed the doctor's call and i had to wait all over again for the next round..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then when i got home,i found out wat it was like to be a girl..you see,i had this pain going on in my bowels,so i decided to evacuate it before i fart the entire room up..so i got to the toilet bowl,did the same ritual of sitting down,and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHOOSH&lt;/span&gt;,a tremendous waterfall of shit shot out of me and into the bowl..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dunno man..girls,is this how you do it?=X it went on and on like urine,and flowing as free as the pizzas in USA..so in the end i had no choice,i had to open up all windows while hobbling on my good foot..it was an emergency..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;after that i headed over to the national library to meet qaasimy and kenneth..dad was hurrying me up cos he needed to get to the office..so i put down the headphones i was carrying and picked up my mp3 and stuffed my usb cable into my bag and headed down..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;once i got into the train,i realised something - i forgot to bring my headphones..they were still on my bed=.= haha so in the end i kicked myself in the head and reached bugis soonafter..it was raining cats,dogs,2 hydrogen molecules and 1 oxygen molecule everywhere when i got out of the train:/ in the end i just sat outside aijisen for 40 mins before the rain toned down enough for me to head over..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after doing work at the library,i headed home and here i am now..hmmm..my leg's still pretty bad looks like i cant play csc tmr:/ uh csc is a table tennis competition organized by csc..chinese swimming club.. tmr there's children's camp..haha ambivalent feelings about it..most likely we'll jam like crazy and have lots of trouble with the kids..dont know how i can help though..with me being as baikar as i am now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"actually,i've not been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;doing qt(quiet time) for some time already. yea i'll start some time soon.dont worry,i'll make this one last."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've heard this countless of times everywhere..it's pretty sad..to make empty promises,especially to&lt;/span&gt; God..not that everyone makes them or intends to do so,but looking at the current situation,most excuses given were "uh,i'm kinda busy with my school work now..","oh i forgot to do it..","i've got too many problems..how am i supposed to concentrate on doing bs(bible study) when i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not having a good relationship with my BF/GF/crush/family/friends?" or "i just dont have the time..i'm so caught up with my own schedule..by the time i've reached home,it's already 730pm..i need to bathe,eat my dinner and unwind..by then,it's already about 1030 and i have to sleep and get ready for the next day..after all,how can i be a good testimony if i'm so tired and fall asleep in class?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite an issue,this..every teenager(or every good christian)tries his or her best to glorify God..but sometimes,we are missing on the essence of the personal and intimate relationship of our relationship with God..&lt;br /&gt;qt is the time you spend with God,a time meant to be spent only for Him and Him alone..building this relationship&lt;/span&gt; with God is essential for EVERY christian..time must be spent in fellowship with God,to study His word and to relate all your cares and concerns to Him..share with Him your day,anything,but make time &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i went to CHOL(the christian home of love -- strongly recommend all to go there for a short term mission trip to serve God and experience some farm life..)in chiangmai&lt;/span&gt;,Thailand -- a mission affiliated with zion bp,and more or less headed by that ball of 'fun' elder wee:O (lol..he wont mind..i know=P),every morning without fail,at 530am, the kids would arise just to do qt and bs..it was beautiful..you will know what i mean when you witness it..the di&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;scipline,the sincerity and the desire to know God better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at one of the "handouts" i've collected from there,dated 12/2005,'how to spend your qt with God more meaningfully'(prepared by robert peh),it says under the heading of 'importance'"Be prepared and willing to set aside your time everyday to spend with your LORD and Saviour Jesus Christ,Who loves us and gave His life for us".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part,which i deemed almost the most important part is said under the heading of 'warning'"Everyone&lt;/span&gt; is busy. Dont let it become an excuse to miss your daily precious time with God. If you are too busy till you have no time to seek God daily,then you are busier then what God wants you to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and under 'advice',it says"Begin with half an hour everyday...and progress gradually from there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we are so caught up with our own life till we cant even offer up to God that puny amount of time h&lt;/span&gt;e hasnt given to us,then we ought to ashamed as Christians,repent and start doing qt with the right intentions in your heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUT SEEK YE FIRST THE KINGDOM OF GOD, AND HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS; AND ALL&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; THESE THINGS SHALL BE ADDED UNTO YOU" Matthew 6:33 - God has promised&lt;/span&gt; to bless us..Seek Him daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-4041541738817717128?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4041541738817717128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/4041541738817717128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/05/sprained-ankles-arent-fun.html' title='sprained ankles arent fun'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-2289704408368039993</id><published>2008-05-27T03:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:25:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks shaun ng</title><content type='html'>kk i guess i owe it to you..thanks for the help with the Cbox..haha:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-2289704408368039993?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/2289704408368039993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/2289704408368039993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-shaun-ng.html' title='thanks shaun ng'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572074418270805112.post-753747524660138533</id><published>2008-05-27T02:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:11:06.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post..yay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;well..i've decided to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;create this blog so that i can relate about my inner(though not so inner)thoughts to those who manages to find this tucked away blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had had a blog &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;before,but it was terrible-.-(rmb our yd blog?)so maybe i'll make a difference with this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..hols have started..well what MoE/SSS calls holidays anyway..i cant find their definition in my dictionary..well did my chinese Os today:/eh..actually,passing sounds great..if i can do it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially,i forgot all about my O lvl &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;chinese paper..until serene lim laughed a me telling me she had no more O lvl chinese..zz..then i recalled..on the day before the exam..i didnt even know what time it was gonna start..and worse still..i had no school uniform..so i decided if i couldnt get any uniform,i'll just skip it..in other words,straight flunk my Os chinese..in the end,i somehow found a set of uniform in my laundry locker..so yea..i did the Os in the end.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;crap la..i think i &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; still need to need to switch back to O lvl class..my L1R5 is like,uh 28 points?LOL..9 points contributed from Amath,7 points from chinese..uh..english A1 as usual:Ocombined science also..A1..combined humans C6(zz) and Emath B4..haha..so much for trying to even mug..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;eh..first blog post..must write more..wah&lt;/span&gt; sian la..it's 340am and i'm trying not to think about my sprained leg..step 1)stared at her:O,2)fell off the slope=.= 3)landed on my ankle..sideways..zz..ouch..step 4..icing and hobbling off to the bus-stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eh..last sat i went gym &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with karwei..man..what a hunk..i me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ant that guy:O i'm positive that i've FINALLY found someone STRONGER and someone who can do commando pullups faster then brandon chin:Othat sick dude was pumping 140Kg for bench press..10&lt;/span&gt; reps..2 or 3 sets..he was of brandon's built..strong but lean..but both also no match for me:Oyayaya..no match for me when i eat sushi buffet:O:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;after that went yf&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; till 440pm then set off for the hillsongs concert!haha..it was pretty good..other then the a little bit overly exaggerated message that was given about 'THE ZONE'..me,zac sim,sam kwan,elyssa and joy went..after that we went to the airport..T3..to have our supper..it was also at T3 where i successfully commerated my first successful moonwalk on the escalator..it was marvelous..pity zac deleted the video D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eh then came Os &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;on monday as aforementioned i'm dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;now for the reason why i put up this blog..simply to put it..to have a place where i can emo and really put out my thoughts..of course,like they said,the cowardly manner..i've an idea no one would pretty much give me 2 slices of cheese for my thoughts..so i resort to this method..yea..in short,hardly anyone listens to me..only a few God-given ones..and i hope to be like them -- being there for others..so i'm gonna use this as a medium to pen down my thoughts and feelings on things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i'm still very much contemplating on whether i should just keep this blog completely to myself or i should share it with other people..to be frank,i &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; i'll be inviting a lot of controversy if i did share my blog with everyone..cos i'm gonna be very honest and judgemental about what i think about certain stuff..a luxury i dont allow myself to have while in person..uh i dont intend to bitch though..but i think this blog would be a revenue where i can reflect on life,and think really hard and ask questions..and whoever reads them can answer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and if i do offend anyone with my frank opinion,i beg that'll you'll forgive me and think through my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;persperctive.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;ok enough on the introduction..all others things,go figure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;of late,with the additional thought provoking impact of reading people's blogs,i've finally seen the line between christians and non-christians..i'm not saying this to provoke strife with other religions..rather,i compare the behaviour of christians,and non-christians,and i realised there is a world of a difference..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;after scruffling through all the thoughts in my mind,i realised that one big difference between us and them,is the factor or Love..Christ-like Love..i compare a few incidents that ran through my head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;in school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tommy(not his real name)wants to play soccer..but he has one problem..he's big,he's clumsy,he's&lt;/span&gt; labeled as proud,and he's everything a social outcast is..like i once was..or what the world deems as the right socializing rules..he &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;approaches a group of boys juggling around with the ball,waiting for more people to come so that they can start a game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;"hi guys,can i join you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;"get lost..you're not wanted around here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;10 minutes later,with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a few more people arrive,and they decide they would start the game..with tommy pleading every now and then to be able to join in,even offering to be what no one wants to be -- the goalkeeper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;in church..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;tommy,the same round boy who's more like the ball then the player,wants to join a soccer game that's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ongoing..he asks shyly the guy he knows best(though sad to say even in a church,not everyone is able to love everyone impartally),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"hi guys,can i play as well?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"yea sure!apple or orange?orange?ok good you're with me.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"i can be the keeper if you want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"hmmm..where'd you want to play?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"erm,actually i want to be a striker:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"oh yea sure no problem..go up!score some goals!but we'll rotate positions ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"yea sure!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea it really happened..well of course not with the same guy but people who i think are in similar positions&lt;/span&gt;..in school,the sad thing is,no one gives crap to how someone is feeling..i wonder..why is it so hard,for me and all other 'christians' in school to step up?is there no way one can see God's love in us?can &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyone see God in us?are we just a christian by name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;man..it's only my first post but i've got so much more to talk about..i guess i'll just talk about something else i saw online..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;sometimes,i think us Christians need to blind-tasted -- that is,not to reveal your 'identity' of a christian,but instead,through your daily lives,let other people see if God is radiating from you..a good way to do so,is to read blog post,without readin the part about "about me &gt; christian!" and to see how they are living their life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;recently,&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;reading some blogs,i was kinda disappointed when i saw how there was almost no difference between a christian and a non-christian blogger..the first group is an average christian..it just talked about how the day was,how much that new shirt cost,or how disgusted they are with this and that..the next group,the professed christian,where the person shamlessly litters his/her blog with things like "wtf","om(f)g","i hate a)thatn bitch,b)the parents, c)how early church is..can i skip? d) everything a taboo to christianity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dont get me wrong..this is intended as a self-reflective blog..i'm not trying to be pious here..mo&lt;/span&gt;st certainly,as the human spirit is,i'm guilty of certain things i myself state as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;and the next,the non-christian,where the blog is not only littered,but flooded with everything &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;excluding love..next,is the christian blogger,who is always on the prowl for Love, and trying his/her best to live a christlike life..encouraging others,supporting others,fulfilling his or her responsibilities as a christian,and as my good muslim friend,rahman,puts it,"truly repenting from sins committed"..these people are in serious lack these days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;lastly,(well of course there'll be more sub groups if you wish,but in my opinion these are the biggest 5 headings)there is the non-christian blog,but who has love,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;putting to shame all the supposed christians who arent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;they speak about trying to be their best to be the best person they can be,exhibiting love,showing compassion,and in short,being Christlike though not a christian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i pray that in the blind taste&lt;/span&gt; test,i would shine for Jesus,and that i'll be something greater then just pepsi winning coca-cola..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572074418270805112-753747524660138533?l=itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/753747524660138533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572074418270805112/posts/default/753747524660138533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustsimplyindescribable.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-postyay.html' title='my first post..yay.'/><author><name>Nng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285655826810280945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
