<?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-38576510</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:05:00.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unplugged</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-8485313215436527525</id><published>2009-06-30T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:58:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Out of all the stops I had to make on the daily rounds of dispatch today, the one that caused me the most inconvenience was the one that really hit me hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to collect a document from the medical centre and the new directions declared the medical centre closed during lunch hours. Brilliant, I arrived there at 1315 and had to wait for them to open the doors. The weather was darn hot, humid and to pile on the misery, there was no fan nor slight gust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after, a 2WO joined me in the queue and he began to chat casually first about the weather to how the medical centre should organise their waiting area. He suddenly asked me about whether buying 4D is the right thing to do or not. I replied that it is ok to buy it just for the fun of it once in awhile but it's not to be indulged by it and let it control you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess my answer driven by his casualness and prompted him to then ask me which church I go to. Honestly, people don't usually ask which church I attend, but whether I'm a christian. I guess it's the way I carry myself (and it's nothing to boast about, but something to be ashamed of). He then mentioned that he was a born-again Catholic and we then continued to share and talk. He constantly asked questions about prayer, how I pray, how I worship and how I view God. I wasn't prepared but I think my heart spoke for itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to rush off for more stop-offs and totally regretted my work commitments. I really wanted to stay and chat. On the way , I prayed that I'd bump into him again to continue with our chat. I thought I had seen him again at the medical centre while returning to the office but dismissed it as my boss was rushing me back due to a celebration at the office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after, I was transporting some store items around the base and again bumped into the 2WO! There was no dismissing God's sign this time and I detoured to exchange contacts. Apparently, there's a daily bread email system that goes around the intranet users and it sends us the day's readings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continued to think about it even after I got home today and until now, I'm still freaked out about the whole thing. It's not about the nervousness of talking to an officer or how unprepared I was about sharing about God to someone, it was about how God showed me that He is in control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, living life with God is like a roller-coaster. One day I'm all hyped up about Him and the next, I've totally forgotten about the previous day. Once God-fearing, then backsliding and now, living in total reality to the extent of being almost petrified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't cross till the lights change but sometimes, I think we have to press the buttons with faith someone understands our urgency. I'll be sure to be more prepared next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-8485313215436527525?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8485313215436527525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=8485313215436527525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8485313215436527525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8485313215436527525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2009/06/out-of-all-stops-i-had-to-make-on-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7508100710462920095</id><published>2009-04-18T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T07:19:19.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqAEfBMlJoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqAEfBMlJoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7508100710462920095?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7508100710462920095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7508100710462920095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7508100710462920095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7508100710462920095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-6581166467103913869</id><published>2009-03-15T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:46:24.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Will Not Grow Old - Lenka</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;You and me will be lying side by side&lt;br /&gt;Forever forever&lt;br /&gt;Underneath this adolescent sky&lt;br /&gt;Together together&lt;br /&gt;And you will hold my heart inside your hand&lt;br /&gt;And You'll be the one, the one to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go&lt;br /&gt;To get there&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me swear that our hearts will never die&lt;br /&gt;No never, no never&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one seems to believe that we can fly&lt;br /&gt;Forget them, forget them&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we've got a long, long way to go&lt;br /&gt;To get there&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how could we know that day, it came with age&lt;br /&gt;That oh, the feeling would fade...&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-6581166467103913869?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6581166467103913869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=6581166467103913869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6581166467103913869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6581166467103913869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-will-not-grow-old-lenka.html' title='We Will Not Grow Old - Lenka'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7297346350838312722</id><published>2008-11-17T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:38:15.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE THIRTY AM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's in the wee hours of the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and i'm still studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is so unlike me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to be up at odd hours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(explains why i had a totally spontaneous idea to blog here. lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but perservere i must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on a mathematical note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's officially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to liberation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to that swell vacation i self-proclaim deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;38 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to CHRISTMAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i never knew i could pine for the holidays this much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;awesome possum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on another note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you get well sooooon PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;because i say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;okbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7297346350838312722?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7297346350838312722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7297346350838312722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7297346350838312722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7297346350838312722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-thirty-am.html' title='ONE THIRTY AM.'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1808995043470535571</id><published>2008-10-07T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:44:32.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been deprived of my regular photo post because i'm at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trust the chinese...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my flight was supposed to be at 0320&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's now 0450 and i'm still waiting for the darn mechanics to fix the problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even tiger airways wasn't that bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tired, lack of sleep, hungry, thirsty, stuck in this glass cage with no one else in the airport is a sucky thing to go through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wonder what we'll get in compensation when we get there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if we get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1808995043470535571?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1808995043470535571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1808995043470535571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1808995043470535571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1808995043470535571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-deprived-of-my-regular-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-380943491687381797</id><published>2008-09-18T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:45:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/sg/macbookpro/images/overview_hero20080226.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.apple.com/sg/macbookpro/images/overview_hero20080226.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would like to get me this for all my Birthday/Christmas present&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my life?&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to calculate all the numbers and I think I'm gonna faint over&lt;br /&gt;all I wanna achieve and get. BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i need VS what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SNHcwbM6LGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/tLXGdHPWymo/s1600-h/IMG_7761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SNHcwbM6LGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/tLXGdHPWymo/s320/IMG_7761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247217765357071458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;only one rule is all that important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-380943491687381797?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/380943491687381797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=380943491687381797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/380943491687381797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/380943491687381797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-would-like-to-get-me-this-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SNHcwbM6LGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/tLXGdHPWymo/s72-c/IMG_7761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-2074330650093240826</id><published>2008-07-05T08:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:45:33.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubsnap.com/forums/member.php?u=43859"&gt;flowerpot&lt;/a&gt;'s signature says it all;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Photography is 1% equipment, 99% imagination and 100% passion."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was wondering around suntec yesterday and looking at the handheld digital ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and almost got lost thinking about how far technology has gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i found myself at one point asking myself if a SLR is really necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pearlyn bought herself a chick of a lens yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i was half prepared to borrow some to get that and the flash i always wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;surplus to requirements, all i have is all i need. others is a want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do i really need it? or do i just want it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219324639326198434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SG7EGzZ7WqI/AAAAAAAAAdY/64VJiCRt3zU/s320/IMG_1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-2074330650093240826?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2074330650093240826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=2074330650093240826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2074330650093240826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2074330650093240826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/07/flowerpot-s-signature-says-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SG7EGzZ7WqI/AAAAAAAAAdY/64VJiCRt3zU/s72-c/IMG_1553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-8675193812376746126</id><published>2008-06-23T20:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:01:43.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foot soldier</title><content type='html'>i'm the unit's new utility man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) walking dictionary: "how to spell 'bishan' ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) master paper shreader: "douglas, help me shread these. thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) one-man show spring cleaner: "the store room tidied already?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) coffee boy: "douglas, can go buy us coffee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) repair man: "douglas, the hole-puncher is spoilt, see if you can fix it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note that the questions are a formality more than anything else. in other words, "do as i say".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me when i say i'm not pissed at being constantly bossed around, i'm just quite fascinated at how incapable, mentally-slow and bossy people get when they get older. using it as a humor tool and praying very hard i won't be like them when i get old! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215059148432648098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SF-cqjj6p6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/DMY3h0F92oA/s320/RAW0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm losing sleep and because of that, i'm doing what i don't need at the moment, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gaining night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-8675193812376746126?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8675193812376746126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=8675193812376746126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8675193812376746126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8675193812376746126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-units-new-utility-man.html' title='foot soldier'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SF-cqjj6p6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/DMY3h0F92oA/s72-c/RAW0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-3673605141780543699</id><published>2008-06-17T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:29:27.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;patience is a virtue, trust is the key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212840284032177506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SFe6npiVlWI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yoy-6-i_HjM/s320/RAW0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the light has shone in a new direction,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see the world through His eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-3673605141780543699?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3673605141780543699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=3673605141780543699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/3673605141780543699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/3673605141780543699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/06/patience-is-virtue-trust-is-key.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SFe6npiVlWI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yoy-6-i_HjM/s72-c/RAW0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-6758921233333565487</id><published>2008-06-11T09:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:27:16.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are the music in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-6758921233333565487?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6758921233333565487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=6758921233333565487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6758921233333565487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6758921233333565487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-music-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7545769449460708515</id><published>2008-06-01T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:53:43.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slowly clearing up the cobwebs on this blog, forgive the back-datedness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are just too many things to blog about, and it doesn't help that i'm not good with words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you're banking on reading this to see what's up with me, best you revert to my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/black-11"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt; page to get the best of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see my world through my eyes and not my blog, i speak better with photos. &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206940192761101778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SELEhIw6vdI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_fmLYQ5thXs/s320/IMG_6171.+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I always knew, all this time that it was you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7545769449460708515?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7545769449460708515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7545769449460708515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7545769449460708515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7545769449460708515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/06/photos.html' title='photos'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SELEhIw6vdI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_fmLYQ5thXs/s72-c/IMG_6171.+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-302284499596591239</id><published>2008-04-24T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:17:56.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SBB6AwmButI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NJxfd7kUz_8/s1600-h/IMG_5259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192784523821169362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SBB6AwmButI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NJxfd7kUz_8/s320/IMG_5259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll just leave this here as an update because if i blog about what i'm feeling and what i'm thinking, things are gonna blow up out of portion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-302284499596591239?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/302284499596591239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=302284499596591239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/302284499596591239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/302284499596591239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/04/ill-just-leave-this-here-as-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/SBB6AwmButI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NJxfd7kUz_8/s72-c/IMG_5259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-2191105122185323219</id><published>2008-04-21T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T13:41:55.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want a nuked ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;                                                             now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a not-so-random note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the best thing to hold onto in life is each other"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovemyjob.ilovemyjob.ilovemyjob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-2191105122185323219?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2191105122185323219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=2191105122185323219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2191105122185323219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2191105122185323219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-nuked-ham-cheese-sandwich.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-937789189691667782</id><published>2008-03-07T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:45:56.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>call it bad luck, i've got to settle a cracked tail lamp. next time i'll check it before-hand. lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, the oven has been proving to be a breath of fresh air. cookies, cakes, cupcakes, muffins....what's next? time to flip the pages of the baking book. still a lil fine-tuning to be made though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaseNruth's wedding preps has been quite fun. not much we cld do with a BIG hall and a TIGHT budget though. the rented lenses has been great and i'm looking forward to tomorrow. it comes with nerves, LOTS of nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time for a beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-937789189691667782?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/937789189691667782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=937789189691667782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/937789189691667782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/937789189691667782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/03/call-it-bad-luck-ive-got-to-settle.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4496070045846288094</id><published>2008-03-03T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:06:18.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/R8v3so-26bI/AAAAAAAAAco/T5o0Si5ioJI/s1600-h/IMG_3865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173500943252515250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/R8v3so-26bI/AAAAAAAAAco/T5o0Si5ioJI/s320/IMG_3865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blogged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-4496070045846288094?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4496070045846288094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4496070045846288094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4496070045846288094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4496070045846288094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/R8v3so-26bI/AAAAAAAAAco/T5o0Si5ioJI/s72-c/IMG_3865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-6178819183955907607</id><published>2008-02-28T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:57:45.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home-work-home-sleep-work.........and the routine continues on. i'm tired and only two more days to go. wondering how to pull through the last few blocks of hours that's gonna be tattooed on my punch card. time to get creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite depressed, got the letter and i've realised that i'm getting OLD! time to do something about my plans. quick, what's the easiest way to stop time? funny how perspectives about growing up changes when you're actually growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 17th looms and it seems ever closer than it actually is. goodbye to life as life behind law-fully bars begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;built to last? time's the best bet cos i'm not really sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-6178819183955907607?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6178819183955907607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=6178819183955907607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6178819183955907607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6178819183955907607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/02/home-work-home-sleep-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-5622648314215005782</id><published>2008-02-13T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:43:21.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU SHOULD BE SO JEALOUS. REALLY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So i've been on a hiatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And i know you guys miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So yes i am back. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Things on my agenda for the past month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Working my ass off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Helping Jason &amp;amp; Ruth with their wedding preps. (Gotta love marmalade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Paycheck. only to blow it of on my $600+ flash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Yes, i have a flash now, Fear me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Brooding over my looming enlistment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dreaming of getting down-graded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Panic attacks. (Yah, my life quite drama one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the tip of the iceberg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got (*&amp;amp;^$#@@# downgraded to PES E with no need for BMT. Plus deferrment. I love you panic attacks. (in some sense, but you can be a bitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay. that's it. I don't blog like this usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DENISE KWOK PEI WEN&lt;/span&gt;. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dreams do come true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-5622648314215005782?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5622648314215005782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=5622648314215005782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5622648314215005782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5622648314215005782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-should-be-so-jealous-really.html' title='YOU SHOULD BE SO JEALOUS. REALLY.'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7308444592493287457</id><published>2008-01-10T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:55:41.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught body#19 this evening with the chaps from the office. some parts were hilarious, but most were gory. the same directors from the movie shutter and alone. the verdict-i was quite disappointed with this one. no doubt the story line was good and the scare tactics spot on, the ending could have been better and some of the graphics was hugely disgusting. they can't even make a cat walk straight. or was it part of their plan? it really looked as if it had bone problems or something. not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horror films: watch only asian horror films or forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could handle the gore in the show. the second part of my evening was on the train, trying not to watch a couple sitting opposite me in disgust as the guy was fondling and squeezing his girlfriend's breast through her t-shirt. they both were mentally handicapped but isn't there a limit to such things? the expressions on the other commuter's faces were priceless. wanted to take a picture but didn't wanna pollute my phone. one of the perks of public transport eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i feel as if i'm wasted, and i've wasted everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7308444592493287457?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7308444592493287457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7308444592493287457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7308444592493287457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7308444592493287457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/01/caught-body19-this-evening-with-chaps.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7830134305098614046</id><published>2008-01-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:14:09.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just started training for napfta and it sucks. super sian to go running and doing all that exercising. it's not like i don't have enough exercise already. all for that extra 2 months of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work's the usual round routine but that's life i guess. life's too short to throw away and i wish i had the money to travel to the places i want to go. then i'll be ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm holding onto something and i do not know why i tried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7830134305098614046?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7830134305098614046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7830134305098614046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7830134305098614046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7830134305098614046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-started-training-for-napfta-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4255311479510273370</id><published>2008-01-01T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:04:29.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got the prints i ordered and some of them didn't turn out well. maybe it's the printer, maybe it's the difference shown on screen from the prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year countdown at the bay was chaotic. kids high on adrenaline jumping around like crazy and spewing out vulgarities all over the place. feel bad for the families who went there hoping for a nice countdown. the shots i took turned out disgusting-officially the worst shoot of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my new year's present - a fever, cough and flu. couldn't ask for more. that didn't stop me from playing fb last night though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;condolences the the kwok/ang family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i hate that i love you so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-4255311479510273370?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4255311479510273370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4255311479510273370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4255311479510273370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4255311479510273370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2008/01/got-prints-i-ordered-and-some-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-6069251084882996728</id><published>2007-12-27T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:14:03.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wasting time looking through other photographer's online travel photography portfolio and at the same time looking for inspiration to document my trip to hanoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found some REALLY awesome portfolios that would put my shots to shame anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to console myself, it's my first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-6069251084882996728?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6069251084882996728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=6069251084882996728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6069251084882996728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6069251084882996728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/12/wasting-time-looking-through-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-314361432248947706</id><published>2007-12-27T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T18:43:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from hanoi and it wasn't very pretty. didn't enjoy the city very much but the 'outsides' were the best parts of the trip. for those thinking of heading there, halong bay is a MUST visit. just skip cat cat island and stick to the 2-day tour, that'd be good enough. another MUST is the night train to lao cai (the train's just for the experience) and a trek at sapa. wanted to go for the 5-day one which covers the tallest peak in vietnam but we just didn't have the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall plan for a backpacking trip through cambodia, laos, vietnam, china and finishing off at nepal. who would like to sponsor me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work now and i've realised there just ain't enough time left in the year to cover what i want to do! retreat in the next three days, tai's 'farewell' party right after that, countdown party the following day. and somewhere in-between, i've got to tidy my room, clean my room finish up the scrapbook on the trip, train for napfa, clear debts, buy lens and flash and of course, leaving time for the girl and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's worse? i'm broke. quite. shall sit down tonight and decide on which lens to get and sort my priorities. there goes my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using the mac G5 and it's fantastic! viewed some photos online and the colour schemes displayed is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall add it to my wishlist. WISH list, it'll prob never come true anyway-judging by the way i shop. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! there's one more thing i NEED to complain about. people have been making comments about MDA being such a bitch about the movie ratings. and now i know what the fuss is all about. how the heck can the heartbreak kid be R21? how can saw IV possibly be R21 when the previous three sequels have been M18? there's many more but i can't think of them off the top of my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bloddy heck, it must be the parents writing into the press and the MDA and complaining about the media that's being presented to their kids. COME ON! the world is changing and if you wanna stay in your 70s/80s lifestyle, go and crawl back under that fucking rock that you've been hiding under all along! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the MDA, you've got to do better than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-314361432248947706?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/314361432248947706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=314361432248947706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/314361432248947706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/314361432248947706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-hanoi-and-it-wasnt-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-3291615218977719672</id><published>2007-12-11T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:41:03.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i should change my picture on my blog but due to some irritating reason or another, i can't get it done. so i shall do it another day when my stomach isn't bugging me for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate at miss clarity cafe last night. the place was nice and cosy and the food (some) was awesome! same old me, didn't read the menu properly and i got a shock when i got my food-it was black and it tasted like beans and dates. apparently, i had ordered black italian wild rice with garlic-fried prawns and atichoke chips. what the heck is that anyway? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142554590836645026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/R14GJ2jfXKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Q5BHXf6CzWU/s320/IMG_9664_compressed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess it's like cooked before it was harvested, therefore explaining wild rice. but black?!? this is one of the black stuff i don't like! haha, it tasted better when i ate it with the prawns and the chips..still don't know what the atichoke chips are. would go back but not to eat that thang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;leavin for hanoi this weekend. wooooohoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-3291615218977719672?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3291615218977719672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=3291615218977719672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/3291615218977719672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/3291615218977719672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-should-change-my-picture-on-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/R14GJ2jfXKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Q5BHXf6CzWU/s72-c/IMG_9664_compressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1461676064624962886</id><published>2007-12-05T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:14:52.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've realised that most of my entries contain complaints. not that there's nothing to be happy about, but the complains seem to fit best in blogs and diaries because it's where you rant about when shit happens. maybe just this time, i'll count my blessings. but just where do i start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i have a home i can run back to and rest peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i have a loving family.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i have money *almost* everytime i open my wallet for a meal.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i'm able to afford the luxuries in life most others can't afford.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i'm healthy and able to play the sports i love.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i have friends surrounding me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm thankful i have someone who loves me as much as i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there's more but they all can't fit in here. i paid the ultimate price for unpreparedness - i failed my napfa but i'm not complaining. all i can say about that is that i'm proud i woke up at 630 in the morning. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1461676064624962886?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1461676064624962886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1461676064624962886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1461676064624962886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1461676064624962886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-realised-that-most-of-my-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1749878297886070926</id><published>2007-11-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:58:41.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLEUGH! have to somehow fork out $450 for the repair of the guy's beetle. and the wierd thing is, the damage of my car only amounted to $130 - all thanks to prestige pricing. BLEUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, can't wait to try out my new boots tmr at the game. hopefully they'll last longer than the nike one. stupid people can't glue shoes properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stinky attitude, cb face and slow food makes an angry customer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1749878297886070926?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1749878297886070926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1749878297886070926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1749878297886070926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1749878297886070926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/11/bleugh-have-to-somehow-fork-out-450-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1218939614598791373</id><published>2007-11-29T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:54:17.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTICE OF POSTPONEMENT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hereby notified that the Proper Authority has decided under Section 28 of the Enlistment Act (Chapter 93) to postpone until further notice your liability to render full-time National Service subject to the following condition(s):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are to disregard the Enlistment Notice for 15/12/2007 which was served to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed, sealed and handed to me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's just the wait for the letter, hopefully i'll be informed earlier this time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1218939614598791373?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1218939614598791373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1218939614598791373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1218939614598791373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1218939614598791373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/11/notice-of-postponement-you-are-hereby.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-2935443833721881805</id><published>2007-11-28T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:15:10.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so you think you've had a bad day or a bad week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: i spent a bomb shopping for christmas shopping and now my wallet has a darn BIG hole. i drove home sleepy and drove into a volkswagon beetle - the bill amounted to $500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: i returned to work with loads to do since most orders came in on friday and the weekend. busy, busy, busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: i got my enlistment letter. stupid org only giving me less than 3 weeks notice to get ready. wth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think you've had a bad day, think again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-2935443833721881805?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2935443833721881805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=2935443833721881805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2935443833721881805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2935443833721881805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-you-think-youve-had-bad-day-or-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-790369629480080177</id><published>2007-11-23T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:03:00.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice to take the day off today. guess i needed it, settled things at home, got some rest and after all that, my room's still all messed up. haha, who could be more brilliant?? at least i celebrated england's loss appropriately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend's gonna be one of the busiest and most tiring ones ever..havn't been playing exactly well at the moment and there are 2 games on each of the 2 days...how nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching super ex-girlfriend now..it's quite retarded and lame, another one of those dumb rubbish movies. it's quite funny (and lame) at some parts - especially at the parts when the disks fucks up at the most climatic and sexual scenes and the audio repeats the last 15 seconds over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been driving the dinosaur car a few times now and i could get used to it! the super cool car, who wouldn't?? and then right after that, i drive my own and i feel like a piece of shit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a dollar for every mother fucking taxi driver i cursed at, i'd be rich beyond a doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-790369629480080177?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/790369629480080177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=790369629480080177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/790369629480080177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/790369629480080177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/11/nice-to-take-day-off-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-269444154709588360</id><published>2007-11-18T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:44:19.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beezy, beezy, beezy...</title><content type='html'>been working at the printer's at the front office....doing namecards, parts of magazines and handbooks for schools and handling orders and stuff.....pay's not the best but work hours are wheeee flexible and i got to learn to use lots of programmes. awesome! that leaves my weekends free (well, sort of) to rest and catch up with my sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my polarizing filter-not something so expensive but something i've wanted to get for a long time. i'd be finally able to use it in hanoi in dec. really looking forward to that trip. a holiday, a real one in 6 months. wanted to get a telephoto in time for the trip but it's kinda over my budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, gotta go off to do some work, it's the end of the year busyness for the company...bleugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi drivers are still fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-269444154709588360?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/269444154709588360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=269444154709588360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/269444154709588360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/269444154709588360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7344468048871231765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7344468048871231765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7344468048871231765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/11/fuck-to-all-you-taxi-drivers-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-2290507142808030311</id><published>2007-10-07T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T03:08:14.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting for the nz-france match and it seems to be taking forever. watched the australia-england match and i was quite disappointed. wasn't really supporting any but i'm quite anti-england since their soccer's over-rated and their rugby team depends on kicks to win their matches. muff-divers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i did this week......movie marathon, movie marathon, movie marathon and more movie marathons. cut my hair because i got tired of trying to manage long hair..now it's too short. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a trip down to church today to shoot photos of the kids playing kampong games. it was quite enjoyable and at times, chaotic. imagine this - 50 kids in an enclosed air conditioned room and they're all screaming, laughing, talking and playing all at once. the photos i managed weren't the best ever, but they're the best i got all week. bleugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to shoot in B&amp;amp;W from now on (with exceptions of course). kinda like the finish of it. alrights, i can't exactly concentrate on my post with the match running and an injury within the first 5 mins! woohoo! when will the caveman play??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-2290507142808030311?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2290507142808030311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=2290507142808030311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jIRO2IR0iM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jIRO2IR0iM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-2738768600743418762?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2738768600743418762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=2738768600743418762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2738768600743418762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/2738768600743418762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-8906928025234897843</id><published>2007-10-01T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:13:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wild sex</title><content type='html'>if there's anything worse than seeing shit fall out of a cow's ass and falling onto the ground, it would be seeing two cockroaches getting it on right under the dining table just before i sat down to eat. bleugh! and apparently they were having an enjoyable time, i tried chasing them away but they just shifted to the side. they didn't even disconnect! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just decided to be nice and eat in the kitchen instead of roasting them.. i know that they're all God's creations, but cockroaches are bad enough and i had to see two of them getting it on. like what the national geographic would call it: Wild Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in desperate need of inspiration..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-8906928025234897843?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8906928025234897843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=8906928025234897843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8906928025234897843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8906928025234897843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/10/wild-sex.html' title='wild sex'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4835951052632212591</id><published>2007-09-27T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T03:27:08.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so now my calendar's empty and i find myself spending my time doing some research. my conclusion: i need to save alot, prompto! anyone has a temp job avilable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the top of my list, i think i need a prescription..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're suck a fuck and i pray that God will give me the softness of heart to somehow forgive 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/38576510-4835951052632212591?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4835951052632212591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4835951052632212591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4835951052632212591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4835951052632212591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-now-my-calendars-empty-and-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-5492206945311772745</id><published>2007-09-25T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:14:13.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been awhile, took some time off shooting and everything else. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks were taken from the fireworks festival. it's great that i was invited to join some others at the Ritz and we managed to get good shots of the festival. think i kinda overdid the PP on this one though.. i know it kinda clashes with the words and i'll replace it once i get my cam back or resume shooting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, i'm finally done with TP and desperately trying to get the army formalities sorted. the ineffectiveness of the army. hoping to quickly get done with it. these few weeks has been great in a way that i've been able to sort of think through and plan my future. i think a few of us have got more or less the same plan for the future but for diversely different reasons. think mine's clear for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passed driving with my first attempt and the feeling's just great! you know how great you feel when people have high expectations of you including yourself and you're sort of under pressure to pass. the problem is that the night before, my dad told me that the whole system is screwed because they have a quota they have to meet and all that shit. like damn! thanks for telling me just before the test. bleugh. now the problem comes to top up the tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to study overseas. i'd like to migrate. i'd like to live a life not dictated by academic results but individual capabilities. i'd like to go on a really long trip and get away from the city buzz. i'd like to get away from &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-5492206945311772745?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5492206945311772745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=5492206945311772745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5492206945311772745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5492206945311772745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-awhile-took-some-time-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-744053670427578973</id><published>2007-08-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:53:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fireworks!!</title><content type='html'>the tactic: setup early, shoot and get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the girl for dinner at city hall then headed down to raffles place area to find a spot to shoot the fireworks. managed to find a small spot in front of the bank of China and was rewarded, kinda. wasn't totally happy with the location but next year, i'll head down early to reserve a spot on the other side where there won't be any light interference. owell, lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that aside, the wait was worth it. maybe it was my first fireworks display i've attended in a really really long time but it was kick ass! can't wait till the fireworks display coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of it all, we somehow found seats on the train homewards. awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to reality. projects to be completed and exams to study for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-744053670427578973?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/744053670427578973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=744053670427578973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/744053670427578973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/744053670427578973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/08/fireworks.html' title='fireworks!!'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-9012940220706609058</id><published>2007-07-26T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T18:47:43.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>been up and down a rollercoaster this week. a lousy group mate, 3 project deadlines that we've NOT started on yet, one skipped quiz, 1 quiz i don't know when or what about, one more quiz coming up next week, exams in three weeks and I'M BROKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blabbbbbbbaaaaaaamurther?!?!?!?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy stuff, think i need a clone for me to keep track of stuff. i'll make him do all my school work and i'll take everything else related to photography, soccer, floorball and sleep. haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gid should be out this weekend (i think...i failed maths remember?), mart's going in TOMORROW, and a few others going in september.september's so long away, geez, i hope i get that long a break next time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till the hols, photography madness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@(@*%^&amp;%^$*#())@&amp;amp;*$@^&amp;!*%(#%)@%&amp;amp;!*@($($!$*%&lt;br /&gt;just because i need to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-9012940220706609058?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/9012940220706609058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=9012940220706609058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/9012940220706609058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/9012940220706609058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/07/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7869274657358343211</id><published>2007-07-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:37:27.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the pixels that define your shots</title><content type='html'>been way too busy with trainings, work and photography. way too busy, way too tired but loving it to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to compile a small list of what i hope to be able to get in the near future. mainly the crumpler camera bag and the zoom lens. it's time to save up for it in record time, wanna get it before the family trip to hanoi at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been spending lots my time at klassic snooker not to play, but to take photos. actually headed down to take some shots for my portfolio as stock but turns out that my bro's teacher offered to pay me for the shots that i took so woohwee! it wasn't much but it's a start anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, time to get some rest, lots to edit, lots of decisions to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks for all the encouragement, love and support!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7869274657358343211?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7869274657358343211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7869274657358343211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7869274657358343211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7869274657358343211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-pixels-that-define-your-shots.html' title='it&apos;s the pixels that define your shots'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-9085385767390106002</id><published>2007-06-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:35:44.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photography!</title><content type='html'>photography's the name of the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for the lack of updates. no complaints filed anyways. been cam-whoring but not of myself which is the rule. that's why i've got my own camera: to be behind it! haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ended settling for the canon 400D. DIGITAL REBEL! haha so anyway, my reason was that it had a better grip on my hand than the D80 and a wider basic lens. so next investment-a dry box followed by a telephoto zoom lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty tired now after my first training in God knows how many weeks, work and running around taking photos. havn't even thought bout starting on my projects yet. so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr a trip down to changi to snap shots!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-9085385767390106002?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/9085385767390106002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=9085385767390106002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/9085385767390106002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/9085385767390106002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/06/photography.html' title='photography!'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-5203955805410937278</id><published>2007-05-30T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:02:18.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck that</title><content type='html'>fuck that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bought a bottle of hair colour from town only to find out a few days later that there was a sale at half the price at tampines. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;*walked out of marche after paying full price realising there was actually a student discount. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;*twice in a row i had to wake up early and head to school only to find that class was either cancelled or i missed it. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;*don't understand how some big people can still walk in a perfectly straight horizontal line and talk at the same time not knowing there are people infront of them. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;*certain people's mouths are so fucking big they could shove their whole family in there. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;*you try to tell people something but they're so caught up in their own world they couldn't just give a fuck. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;*i ran out of ammo, FUCK THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all you i say fuck that, amen? AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-5203955805410937278?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5203955805410937278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=5203955805410937278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5203955805410937278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5203955805410937278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/05/fuck-that.html' title='fuck that'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4473070050190249382</id><published>2007-05-30T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:20:05.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahn yong ha seyo</title><content type='html'>ahn yong ha seyo! i must say the best rate i've ever got on a per hour basis. job scope: wear a hanbok and walk around posing for camera shots..dang! haha owell, the money will be put to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a very bored glenn and a very self-conscious vivian yesterday at the airport for a game of SETTLERS and welcoming tash and yi cong home and while waiting for viv n glenn, i enjoyed a brief spell of an off-tuned poorly singing/humming song courtesy of the guy sitting to me. and haha, you couldn't imagine viv's hair cut even if i explained it to you in person but let's just say it wasn't really what she wanted and she spent quite alot on it so do compliment her on it. lesson of the evening, watch your karma before it returns and kills you. haha, it really was a sight to savour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, glenn and i spent $2 on the shriek ears. i just hope that that money went to good use. we had abit of fun with it though and vivian, i'm still waiting for those photos!   :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pirates was kick-ass. some would probably say it sucked out of the three but i paid good money to watch my fav character-jack sparrow. savvy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you prepared for what's next to come? it's gonna be a hell of a ride!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-4473070050190249382?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4473070050190249382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4473070050190249382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4473070050190249382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4473070050190249382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahn-yong-ha-seyo.html' title='ahn yong ha seyo'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4635954142560374671</id><published>2007-05-21T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T16:56:55.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO THAT SOB BASTARD DRIVING THE BLUE HYUNDAI, IF YOU WANT TO TURN, FUCKING QUEUE UP! WANT TO THREATEN THEN THREATEN PROPERLY! NEXT TIME I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT I'M MADE OF! ASSHOLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-4635954142560374671?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4635954142560374671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4635954142560374671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4635954142560374671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4635954142560374671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-that-sob-bastard-driving-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-9059549703024829314</id><published>2007-05-20T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:41:23.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;there's a reason why the sky is blue and chelsea wins the FA cup final. stupid team actually won it by a few minutes. jose=the king of bullshit crap. can't understand how he can answer an interview with everything he said has no relation whatsoever to the question. pure stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played for argounauts on sat against TP. feels quite wierd playing against the sch guys. owell, it was quite fun until it came down to playing against the freshies. darn faggots, have to resort to physical means just to impress and make it to the team. darn shits, fancy them pissing some people off. they just don't learn shit. so anyway on that, we lost to the senior team but managed to beat the freshies. jason said they played better on tues, guess i was their curse. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, it's just a short post today, feeling really drained, tired and a lil bit dehydrated so hitting the sacks early. was just wondering, wouldn't it be really great if you had super powers like spiderman or the flame guy in fantastic four? i mewn like you'd get to do really cool stuff like flying all over the place and setting people's arses on fire just because they've stepped on your toes. haha ok that was just a thought... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066637010264112290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RlBPhEKjvKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5kehbvhYSdE/s320/BlackOutContacts.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; forget the vampire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANT THESE CONTACTS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amber Pacific - Gone so young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never dreamt it'd be this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost any chance for me to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To say that I miss you, say that I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will someone please tell me I'm okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't prepared for what's to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A life made of memories gone so young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I'm regretting all I've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in your heart you know that I'm with you all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wherever you go, I will be waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you call, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever it takes, I'll make your darkest days so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in your heart tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought that this could go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And take me away from all I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And leave me to think I'm on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But your love will take me, you were the one......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who sat through nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You held me tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And made sure I'm okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I thank you for the love you gave to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wherever you go, I will be waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you call, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever it takes, I'll make your darkest days so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in your heart tonight...Tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wherever you go, I will be waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you call, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever it takes, I'll make your darkest days so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wherever you go, I will be waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you call, I will be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever it takes, I'll make your darkest days so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if I should fall, I know you're waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if I should call, I know you're there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If ever you cry just know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in your heart tonight...I'm in your heart tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-9059549703024829314?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/9059549703024829314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=9059549703024829314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/9059549703024829314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/9059549703024829314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-reason-why-sky-is-blue-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RlBPhEKjvKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5kehbvhYSdE/s72-c/BlackOutContacts.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4148224992960176527</id><published>2007-05-11T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:19:03.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.........still can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>PAYCHECK! first of the lot finally arrived end April. quite a big chunk of it got sent to CPF but it's still alot left though..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063241385164659442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RkQ_Nq7L2vI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gcR_QwOT98k/s400/scan+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063241612797926146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RkQ_a67L2wI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UELxCGI0Wj4/s400/scan+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;still quite sore over the fact that so much paper was used just to sue another company but who cares since it creates jobs? haha. i can already see half my camera in my hands..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, i know that it's old news but to all the manutd haters out there, the red devils are the champs!! next hopeful news is for west ham to stay up and manutd to win their second trophy-the FA cup. oh, i forgot to mention that AC MILAN WILL WIN THE CL FINAL! that result will cancel my debt. lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;school has been really kind, i've got NOOOO homework so far. so headed down to town and watch spiderman. quite a cool show, just that it was a waste that the producers didn't give venom a chance to develop to it's full potential. it would have been WAY COOL.. they should have gotten a better actor to replace topher grace. in my opinion, he doesn't fit the serious role of venom, totally spoilt it and spiderman's emo look! HAHA, max, omar and i were laughing at him and his stupid bean dances. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tuesday was my first fb game since the last league game. my stick literally collected a layer of dust sitting there waiting to be used. haha, my handstrings hadn't really laxed off since the sunday game and the moment i took my first hard shot, i felt something in my thigh stretch..that wasn't good. owell, i scored the most fluke goal ever, undisputable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, time to head to cell and for dinner.ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-4148224992960176527?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4148224992960176527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4148224992960176527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4148224992960176527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4148224992960176527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-cant-think-of-title.html' title='.........still can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RkQ_Nq7L2vI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gcR_QwOT98k/s72-c/scan+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-6789317924256586622</id><published>2007-05-03T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:49:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled. (i really can't think of one)</title><content type='html'>i'm in the library now blogging, some asshole at the podium keeps going on "check" "check" "check" "test" "test" "test" "testing" "testing" "testing" on the mike and this wierdo next to me is laughing and making wierd squeaking noises with his headphones on and his bald head shining. sheez......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the last 2 plus weeks working and finally getting a break. i'm about halfway towards my goal and hopefully i'll be able to reach it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wadda heck?!? now he's stopped the laughing and squeaky noises and slamming the mouse on the table in frustration over smth. must be the porn refusing to load.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway as i was saying, been reaching home late so often now the office had almost become my second home. problem is that the aircon switches off at about 6plus 7 so we have to resort to using the fans to keep the air circulated. i totally lost count of the number of cartons of paper we've printed and if i thought i've seen the most amount of paper at the babe's dad's workplace, i was wrong. 2 rooms were filled with files and cartons to be used as storage and those were supposed to be for new lawyers-wonder where they're gonna sit now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had my own office, but the tea lady drops by everyone of them to refill their tea and bring them drinks but conveniently skips mine. haha. and what's the use of closing the office doors when the walls leak out what you're trying to keep in? yes, i kinda know what my two neighbours were discussing about, some of which i REALLY didn't wanna hear more so i had to resort to my iPOD but thanks to my really bad memory, i kinda forget to bring the earphones on some occasions. and what are the odds of everyone wanting to print at the same time? like the whole day is available for people to print and everyone somehow prints their stuff at the same time. you see, there are plenty of printers in the office but there are so many secretaries and so many lawyers that a few people have to share a printer. half of the time was spent trying to sort out which was whose. the thing about tall skyscrapers-the lift takes sometime to reach your level even though it's fast enough to pop your ears. now i know someone from citibank wants to buy a small sofabed and the other lady talking to her was trying to put her point across that a sofabed isn't really that good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been good so far-in the sense that there has been no homework (YET). been strolling in late for the morning lectures because of the lack of sleep. partly because of the champions league matches i the weeeeeee hours of the morning and YES i know already, manutd's knocked out..don't mention anything more about it. they played poorly and deserved that result. anyone wanna bet with me? i'm taking AC milan for the final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i could have been on time for one of the lectures of one of the lecturers didn't stall the lift. you see, the lift was quite full and he squeezed in to fill the last spot. the door was already closing half way but then it opened again. so he looked out to see who pressed for the lift without realising IT WAS HIS DAMN COFFEE BLOCKING THE DOOR SENSORS!! toots. sometimes i wonder...nevermind, let's not go there before i get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a brain teaser i stumbled upon while watching TV: three people went to a restaurant, and the bill came up to $25. each person paid $10 and the waiter returned with $5. out of the $5, he kept $2 as tip and each person took back $1 each. so if each person took back $1 each, they each paid $9 for their meal. and if the waiter kept $2 as tip, $9 X 3 = $27, tip=$2, so then if total paid was $30, where's the missing dollar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-6789317924256586622?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6789317924256586622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=6789317924256586622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6789317924256586622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6789317924256586622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/05/untitled-i-really-cant-think-of-one.html' title='untitled. (i really can&apos;t think of one)'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1180233829839318445</id><published>2007-04-24T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:19:22.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mass printer</title><content type='html'>i just killed the amazon. printed probably just over 10,000 emails out and used up so many files i've lost count. using an unoccupied office and enjoying every minute of it and right now, i'm laughing at the assholes stuck on the benjamin sheares bridge on their way home while i sit in my comfy chair and getting paid on a forced break. yes, a forced break. all down to me being hardworking and e lady forced a break out of me. don't know why i can't seem to get into this rythem for school. haha. sad thing is-the office isn't all that soundproof, still can hear the other lawyers talking, bitching and laughing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com's lagging due to a few thousand virus attacks and the wireless at home's abit screwed so i'm blogging at work. there have been so many things i've thought about to blog but my memory failed me and all i can think about now is "PRINT PRINT PRINT" and "CAMERA-CAMERA-CAMERA". i'm hoping this pay will help boost my savings for the cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, time for me to get back to work and continue to laugh at the losers still stuck in the jam. why not stay in the office and claim OT than get stuck in a jam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: would you buy a magnetic roll-up bed if it claims to help improve your blood circulation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1180233829839318445?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1180233829839318445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1180233829839318445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1180233829839318445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1180233829839318445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/04/mass-printer.html' title='the mass printer'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-3843484219187030604</id><published>2007-04-08T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:15:15.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"i wish i was black"</title><content type='html'>:( returned the SLR to tash today. thing is it isn't hers and think i shouldn't keep it too long so the only thing on the cards for now is for me to look for a job, save up for a SLR then save up for a trip to europe. hopefully will be able to hit new zealand before that. let's see how things go. if anyone has good job connections, pls let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a good part of friday at the beach cycling. tried the double-bike for the first time and it was suprising easy to ride. thing is that the babe didn't wanna to the steering so she just sat at the back without paddling. how would i know that? i don't have eyes at the back of my head. haha lol. francyn came along with us and she was really worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i volunteered my clumsy arse for providing a hundred chicken nuggets for today's lunch. clumsy because i almost spilt the oil, and i got some splatter marks on me. at least there's no beeping oven to run away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard training stories from max today and i must say i'm not regretting anything. if you wanna teach players how to cheat in a game, why bother playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to good friday where cycling in the sun causing sun burns brought out the most famous quote out of the most unlikest source ever: "i wish i was black." HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-3843484219187030604?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3843484219187030604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=3843484219187030604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/3843484219187030604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/3843484219187030604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wish-i-was-black.html' title='&quot;i wish i was black&quot;'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-5468619637304231017</id><published>2007-04-03T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:17:43.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashionist Affair</title><content type='html'>you cannot understand how happy i am right now. been choinging the photos and whatever's needed for the new blog for the last 4 days non-stop and now it's finally done. well, almost. only the measurement's left to be done. do check it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fashionistaffair.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrowed the SLR from tash and i must admit i don't feel like returning it and judging from the dust on the bag, i guess it's safe to say that it'll be better off with me. HAHA! i'll put it to the use it was made for. but a first hand cam would be a better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now to sleep, make a trip down to gelare tmr and then settling the practical driving stuff. oh how i wish i could drive already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the team, good luck to future games and all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-5468619637304231017?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5468619637304231017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=5468619637304231017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5468619637304231017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5468619637304231017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/04/fashionist-affair.html' title='Fashionist Affair'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1217819766765666343</id><published>2007-03-29T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:49:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so to man or to woman?</title><content type='html'>didn't sleep the whole night due to the early morning flight and that amounted to the eye bags and a heck lot of yawning. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047330827968914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rgu4pWj3IsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/F5P03-P320Q/s320/P3250002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047331704142242514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rgu5cWj3ItI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vmBY9tJ9i68/s320/P3250012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was the best shot we managed to get out of the flight to bangkok. this retard who was probably as tired as i was snoring away on the plane. it was so loud everyone around was turning heads trying to see who it was making all that noise. haha and to make things worse, he somehow was on the same flight back to singapore as us! haha! we had to act retarded to make sure he didn't sit next to us and it worked! lol.. next time i'll take jet star. at least we'll avoid the wierd people and those who stink real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the first trip i've been on which i didn't snap the camera away trigger happily because i was too busy carrying all the shopping stuff........the reality of it struck me when i found myself making a few trips back to the hotel on the first day to unload the shopping bags. you'dwanna rip the shopping list to shreds at that moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the hotel was livable but could be better. the doors to the balcony was shut and locked because they didn't want anything to do with deaths due to falls and also the carpet stinked as if someone overlooked the toilet paper and used the carpet to wipe his arse instead. haha. the view from the restaurant at the top was good and so was the breakfast, well, at least it was included. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047333976179942114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rgu7gmj3IuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/093ZjP5ysd4/s320/P3260049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047336059239080690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rgu9Z2j3IvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qMDYjl1qfuc/s320/P3260044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;met this malaysian lady who lives in england or somewhere along that line. she was like kinda lost and blurr about the whole bangkok and navigating her way around anything kinda thing. so she ended up tagging along with us one evening. haha, she didn't even know the lift door was open behind her. ok so anyway we crossed this bridge at bo bae (a wholesale shopping area). the place was so dirty, messy and crammed it's no place for ladies. ok, back to the bridge. the water in it is worse than those along the expressways you pass by in malaysia. if you can't see it in the picture, the water is as black as grime, fungi and whatever loose stringy things were hanging from the tyre and an awful gross smell was floating in the air around the canal. disgusting..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047340440105722626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RgvBY2j3IwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zsVSjOmfQQE/s320/P3270051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, now onto a different kind of list: the list in which i note down what i didn't manage to get done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) visit suan lam before its closure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) watch ping pong balls pop out of nowhere and witness water turn into coke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) get a massage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) dye and streak my hair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now to unpack and tidy my room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1217819766765666343?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1217819766765666343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1217819766765666343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1217819766765666343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1217819766765666343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-to-man-or-to-woman.html' title='so to man or to woman?'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rgu4pWj3IsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/F5P03-P320Q/s72-c/P3250002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-4512297945298793238</id><published>2007-03-11T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T02:40:29.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bigass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;oh sweet oh sweet oh Vinco doughnuts!! went down to vivo the other day and spent half the time eating. gosh, vinco doughnuts were so good we bought half a dozen and ate them all. everyone passing us were staring. haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040361390095260162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RfL1-rQ42gI/AAAAAAAAADI/bDlynIVK4tg/s320/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040361690742970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RfL2QLQ42hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aF7eCvrMEdE/s320/DSC00352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;oh oh, you should eat the chocolate, white choc with almonds, and the strawberry one. sweet stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went around shopping to try to walk off the food but it didn't really help since i was kinda stuffing sweets and whatever into my mouth as we went along. wanna try the french restaurant soon. the babe wanted to visit the stuffed bear making shop so we got one. quite cute. more for kids like weaving a story about adopting the bears and all. the fun part was choosing the clothes for it. the babe was having a jolly good time pacing up and down the row choosing stuff and accesories.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040363365780216370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RfL3xrQ42jI/AAAAAAAAADg/1eUnY8Pn5oA/s320/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;the babe was trying to put the skirt on for the bear but it kinda looks obscene. :-s think you know what i mean.. :p &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040365345760139874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RfL5k7Q42mI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vgUVJuWpGtI/s320/Photo-0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked into this bigass shop (think it's either island life or forever 21 or smth like that...) and the babe tried on some glasses. haha, looked quite the celebrity, just not the height and the fame. lol...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040365916990790258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RfL6GLQ42nI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PPeQjANIpsA/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so in a bigass mall, there are bigass shops and of course, bigass food. carls jr had us crawling home after a meal. double stuffed burger enough to fill your bigass stomach. dang! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just got back from evan's birthday dinner and must say were very fortunate to get a ride back. luck it must be cause pearlyn somehow had to go to church and vollah! we were sitting in a very comfortable BMW heading home. haleujiah! played settlers and the look on the babe's face clearly expressed her thoughts - i don't give a fuck anymore and just wanna watch what happens next. HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights, manutd starting the second half... hoping for a manutd win as always. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah fuck, boro just scored............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-4512297945298793238?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4512297945298793238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=4512297945298793238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4512297945298793238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/4512297945298793238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-sweet-oh-sweet-oh-vinco-doughnuts.html' title='bigass'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RfL1-rQ42gI/AAAAAAAAADI/bDlynIVK4tg/s72-c/DSC00351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7492606266456902419</id><published>2007-03-05T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:17:31.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>spent a good part of yesterday watching all three movies of "The Godfather". come home one day and found it on the computer table. helped myself to it and watched it. it's abit slow but must say that the story line is quite good. like the old school stuff, nice guns, vests and also the cars. it happened to be the uncensored version so there were scenes of blood everywhere. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also watched "flags of our fathers". some parts of the directing was good but the downside is that it's a really slow movie. hopefully "letters from iwo jima" won't be as bad. quite cool to have two movies on the same event but from the eyes of both sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY! a friend lent me a movie to watch back in the sec sch days and i recently decided to go hunting in search of it. the cast was really good and they managed to pull off their characters brilliantly. great storyline portrayed. bet if you didn't know of his wrongdoings, you would be sucked into his ideals and be a die-hard follower of him. go check it out: Hitler, Rise of evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038273979302510626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/ReuLfYFrgCI/AAAAAAAAADA/Sp-JUW1EKHw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i've got mixed feelings on this last part: lost the game on sat 7-3. really disappointing for myself because the goals we let in were really soft and could have been totally prevented. great to see a change in attitude in the guys and not giving up though. the upside is that manutd won in the last 3 mins of injury time. heartbreak for liverpool but which manutd fan gives a shit? bitter rivals since God knows when so HUAT AH! :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok snipp snipp, time for a haircut. later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would a couple of medals earned in a handful of matches played be more satisfying than playing your best at a top level with friends after you've been benched in a previous team?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7492606266456902419?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7492606266456902419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7492606266456902419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7492606266456902419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7492606266456902419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/03/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/ReuLfYFrgCI/AAAAAAAAADA/Sp-JUW1EKHw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-7920713508900728393</id><published>2007-03-03T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:08:37.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;You’ll never know this feeling inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can try, but it’ll never hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I’ll keep it away and I’ll try to stay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But one thing’s for sure, things will always be different this way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's something I can't do anything about&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There could always be a doubt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What seems like forever and eternity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now it's all a time-limit tragedy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know all you want is my trust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I don't want a burnt crust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know you love words, that's what you want&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But see this, my words will always be blunt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My prayer is that you'll always be true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because if it's not the case, I'll always be blue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can only say I love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I hope you always say you do too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-7920713508900728393?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7920713508900728393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=7920713508900728393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7920713508900728393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/7920713508900728393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/03/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-6792823793138417631</id><published>2007-02-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:11:37.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cyclops returns!</title><content type='html'>ah, finally got the chance to update. been super busy and most of the time lazy so never bothered to update. CNY was quite fun this year although the dinner was the same old steamboat but with the hongbao incentive at the end of it, there's no reason why not to enjoy the dinner. haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035469940495276146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/ReGVO1hg2HI/AAAAAAAAACo/kD7GR7eOXRA/s200/DSCN2204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035471100136446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/ReGWSVhg2II/AAAAAAAAACw/0DARXSBOllM/s200/DSCN2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we stayed back that night after the dinner and my bro took that opportunity to try to psycho my dad into upgrading the scv system to the digital one that only costs 4 bucks. haha, you should have seen the whole thing unfold. priceless. visitation was simple with just one house to visit. guess that's the only perk with my grandma staying in the same house...the only perk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally and oh so finally! played my first game since being back today and oh how sweet it was! 5-3 victory against skools innebandy. we deserved it after fighting so hard for it. and nice to be back with a really sweet goal. relieved to see it go in through the specs. haha, hopefully more to come. *time to claim the insurance from school......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents saw what a SLR can do and i hoping they'll suprise me with it for my birthday. haha-i wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-6792823793138417631?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6792823793138417631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=6792823793138417631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6792823793138417631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/6792823793138417631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/02/cyclops-returns.html' title='cyclops returns!'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/ReGVO1hg2HI/AAAAAAAAACo/kD7GR7eOXRA/s72-c/DSCN2204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-147495945421325638</id><published>2007-02-17T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:11:56.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's two-oh-oh-seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rdapslhg2GI/AAAAAAAAACU/WIRX1LE9fQg/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032396217085122658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rdapslhg2GI/AAAAAAAAACU/WIRX1LE9fQg/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the babe wanted to post this up so here it is. the only smart person on earth who only said it after i posted my entry. there you go. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-147495945421325638?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/147495945421325638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=147495945421325638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/147495945421325638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/147495945421325638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-two-oh-oh-seven_17.html' title='valentine&apos;s two-oh-oh-seven'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rdapslhg2GI/AAAAAAAAACU/WIRX1LE9fQg/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-5549293147016194480</id><published>2007-02-17T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T14:10:16.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing beats that HONG PAO feeling</title><content type='html'>this week passed like a race car speeding right past you so fast that you're practically fucked off your feet. 5 make up tests, 3 project submissions and 2 project interviews. ok, i guess that's enough of a blabber to make you feel much better about your own situation in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032373041441593394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RdaUnlhg2DI/AAAAAAAAABs/BVbUESFeagc/s200/Photo-0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032373290549696578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RdaU2Fhg2EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TmO4SGd6ask/s200/Photo-0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the babe's insanely cute but naughty dog. don't ask about the name. you REALLY don't wanna know. she's a few months old and STILL teething and we can't wait till she's done teething. her favourite delicacy: my fingers. for the simple fact that no one else allows her to bite theirs. haha lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;celebrated my mom's birthday at some place dunno what the heck the name for some seafood and everything else that usually goes when humans eat. but this place was special. they sell crabs but don't have the man tou to go along with it. fark....was complaining at the person's face. haha lol, should have seen the nervousness in her eyes. classic shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;valentine's day is overrated and a total hoax to make people spend money and i still stand by it. so we decided to take it slow and ease it this year and hung out at places where i had to try to save myself from embarrasment thanks to the babe. and haleujiah to the teachers who cancel their classes on the last week of school. that left the whole of thursday free for us. and we didn't know that marche closed at suntec so we were deprived of it for an extra one day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the hours are looming till the first red packet. *rubs hands together and licks lips* sharks fin soup tonight with lots of food accompanied with yet another cute but naughty one - this time my cuz. pics and updates will be posted soon. now's the time reserved for me to recoup what i've lost the last week and so dearly missed - sleep. oh how i miss the three weeks of staying home and sleeping till kingdom come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-5549293147016194480?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5549293147016194480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=5549293147016194480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5549293147016194480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/5549293147016194480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-beats-that-hong-pao-feeling.html' title='nothing beats that HONG PAO feeling'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RdaUnlhg2DI/AAAAAAAAABs/BVbUESFeagc/s72-c/Photo-0151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-53747495921038308</id><published>2007-02-08T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:25:57.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>ok, so i've finally been allowed to go back to school. got MC covering me till friday but i decided to go back to try to catch up on what i've missed. it's good to finally get back on track but it comes at a price: make-up tests and lots to study to prepare for the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing the third season of my cheater FM team. created my own wonderkids and super team. Singapore now ranks 27th in the world. unbelievable. oh, not forgetting to mention, i edited liverpool's, chelsea's and arsenal's stats, players and they're all bankrupt, stuck in the third tier of english football and on the road to hell. to make things worse, their players got their stats edited as well. haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029101234139748354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rcr07Vhg2AI/AAAAAAAAABM/XvgUOL6td20/s320/liv+points+deduction.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, liverpool got 9 points deducted off them and so did arsenal at a later stage because they went into administration. chelsea remained rich but they still got relegated in the end because no one wanted to go to their club because their reputations's 1. haha, brilliant eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;watched the guys get whacked by NUS on sunday and it wasn't pretty. they shot themselves in the foot yet again by giving up halfway and pushing the blame. well anyway they have to learn. hopefully soon. went down for training on tues and how i wish i could play...if i was fit... had a nice time laughing at their blunders from the side and watched ahmad donate his second kiss. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029103330083788818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rcr21Vhg2BI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDfWs_LP4V8/s320/Photo-0181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mom was digging up some old photos for i dunno what the hell for and she showed me some old stuff that's really hilarious! didn't know i looked so goofy last time and FAT! dang! wonder what happened to me. was laughing till i got stitches and it got better when i found some old camp pics. haha, won't show them to protect myself. go figure. evan, shirlene, vivian, gideon, ruth, dennis, daniel, sam, you all are NOT safe. muahahaha! ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-53747495921038308?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/53747495921038308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=53747495921038308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/53747495921038308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/53747495921038308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rcr07Vhg2AI/AAAAAAAAABM/XvgUOL6td20/s72-c/liv+points+deduction.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-8191600910316493378</id><published>2007-02-01T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:25:57.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did you know there's a lake in singapore?</title><content type='html'>ok, so i've been stuck at home for the last 5 days and been really productive. watching tv so much that i've memorized every button on the remote, playing FM till i'm bored out of my wits, sleeping so much the bed has sunk in and eating so much i think i've gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched singapore beat malaysia on penalties - something that wasn't easy to swallow. the penalty shoot out was a real heartstopping moment sia. the new-look singapore side reminds me of the TP fb team, get the points but doing it the hard way. last night saw the revival of the lack of discipline in the thai side just like what happened a few years back in the tiger cup. vietnam, indonesia and now thailand. walking off the pitch and threatening to leave the game? tsk tsk. like what the commentators said, "they're behaving like children playing in a park. you don't give me the ball, i won't play." that summed up the thai team. all that i hope now is that the singapore side will be able to cope with the hostility the thai supportors will throw at them during the second leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, the babe said that "as if our political relations hasn't strained enough." to tell the truth, i never had any idea that there were political problems. i've been living under a rock in the political world sia. lol. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a really wierd call from max the other day, this is how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max: hey doug, do you have farid's number?&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? you don't have farid's number?&lt;br /&gt;*max sort of chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;max: i dropped my fone into a lake.&lt;br /&gt;me: what the fark? you what?&lt;br /&gt;*max sort of chuckles again and breaks into a laugh*&lt;br /&gt;max: i dropped my fone into a lake and i just dialled a number and it was yours.&lt;br /&gt;me: knn, how the hell...ok, i send you his number.&lt;br /&gt;max: haha, ok thanks bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know there's a lake in singapore. cock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-8191600910316493378?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8191600910316493378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=8191600910316493378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8191600910316493378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/8191600910316493378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-so-ive-been-stuck-at-home-for-last-5.html' title='did you know there&apos;s a lake in singapore?'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-1422622435226912017</id><published>2007-01-28T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:07:41.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i was the cock-eyed one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lesson Learnt: If sports brands provide safety glasses, there're manufactured for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last sunday, i did pushed up to pressure the moosemen defence as cover for Keane like what i always do and being in the wrong time at the wrong place, i got whacked by the ball straight on in my right eye. something i've never seen before and for sure, i'll be wearing those safety glasses from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as for the injury, the front of the eye bled and the impact caused some blood vessels to bleed and fill the front with blood so much that i couldn't see a thing. so i just sat there with a pack of ice over my eye and just watched the rest of the game and didn't think it was all that serious. so my parents showed up and i thought that i'd just go say hi and then head home after the game but they were so insistant on me going to the hospital that i had to give in. anyway, the A&amp;E isn't all that effective in their methods to prioritise their patients' injuries and the extent of it after all. there was this screwed up nurse who was probably having her period and told my mom off that even though i had an eye injury, i had to wait no matter what. in actual fact, eye injury has priority over the others. ok, so that was one bad start to recovery and treatment of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i went home and went for the following check-up the next day and heard the bad news. "he'll have to be warded here for observation and treatment." bloody hell! knn sia! ok, so i had to head up to the ward, stick a plastic tube into my vein in my wrist for the drip, be put on 6 eye drops as often as every 3 hours and painkillers to help ease the pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i thought i was the cock-eyed one!  darn it, the nurses and SOME PEOPLE have NO idea in hell how to apply eye drops. firstly, the bottle clearly states 'ONE DROP' and they happily empty the whole thing. secondly, the eye is so friggin big they fail to miss the eye. haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the ward scene:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the next room, there's this old lady who's constantly screaming for the nurse to call her family to bring her home in cantonese. it's quite a funny sight because from where my bed was positioned, i could see the nurses standing outside her room and wondering what to do with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;somewhere else in the ward, there was this old indian man who kept demanding that this particular young malay nurse bring him on walks and to the toilet. and with every step he took, he kept groaning and moaning and grumping as if he was being ass fucked by a really HUGE syringe! she turned round and looked at eunyse and said, "my new boyfriend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the bed to my right seemed to bunk patients with anal problems. the doc came in the middle of the night and said to the guy, "ok, please turn over to your left. i've got to stick my finger up your rectum ok?" i was half asleep and like wadda fark?! after awhile of soft sounds, he then said, "i have to stick my finger in again." HAHA! in the end with all the fingering and all, all the doc said was, "i think it's just constipation." HAHA! the bed to my left seemed to bunk patients who just ward themselves over pains and whatever problems they have without knowing the actual problem of it. so then midnight interuptions by doctors fiddling with the patient's bodies trying to figure out the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opposite me was this old man who had so many drips on him that there were two buldges on his left arm! like hell, each one was the size of a ping pong ball lah! kns, there was one night he had to use the bathroom so he called for the nurse, she took quite sometime and by the time he got assistance to the toilet, his shit fell outta his pants and landed on the floor. damn! when i came back from my check, some dumbshit stepped all over the bloody thing. gross lah. in another bed, there was again another old man who kept vommiting like crazy. when he sat up, he looked like a sick einstein because of his white hair and slabby cheeks. he would vommit and then for some reason after he was done, stick two fingers into his mouth to vommit what was left in his stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;roy visited and produced the quote of the week: "no air-con ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025031509508356626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rbx_iL1j-hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fFv2hBGLuOk/s200/P1210001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the swollen eye on the first day. swell was so bad i couldn't open it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025032394271619618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RbyAVr1j-iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bf8kn_lUHmY/s200/P1210008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;still swollen eye but on the second day. eye could open a lil bit but was red like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025033583977560626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RbyBa71j-jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jYUH1stHTtM/s200/Photo-0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the babe and myself at the hospital bed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025034155208211010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/RbyB8L1j-kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/n3oqvRW-yrU/s200/Photo-0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hospital food that tasted so bland you'd prefer to drink horse *****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i sure do hope that nothing would ever warrant me to have to stay in hospital for another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i managed to persuade the doc (with the help of my mom) to let me go home yesterday agreeing to promise that i'd stay in bed and nowhere else but the toilet. it's kinda a good thing for me as it makes others to slave for me - i need water, my snacks are on the left hand side of my table, is my dinner ready? HAHA! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;ok, a big THANK YOU to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents - they've been always there with whatever i needed like food this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;the babe - she's been at the hospital before and after classes to keep me company and sane.&lt;br /&gt;line ******* - came down to make me laugh and all. typical jackasses. :p&lt;br /&gt;everyone who came to the hospital or wished me a speedy recovery thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;*hoping to be back in action in a few months. miss the game already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-1422622435226912017?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1422622435226912017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=1422622435226912017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1422622435226912017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/1422622435226912017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-thought-i-was-cock-eyed-one.html' title='i thought i was the cock-eyed one!'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_m06DkcSpJAA/Rbx_iL1j-hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fFv2hBGLuOk/s72-c/P1210001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-116913089377523802</id><published>2007-01-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:34:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby Jones: Stroke of Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/1600/157010/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/949193/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/1600/240509/untitled..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/124229/untitled..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobby Jones: Stroke of Genius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie should definately win the most inspirational film award of the century or something. Released in 2004, this movie is dedicated to the classic golfer Bobby Jones who overcame his childhood sickness and his worst nemesis (his temper) to do what no one till this date has been able to do - win the Grand Slam of golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no formal lessons to learn from, he mimicked a professional he looked up to and soon developed a natural swing. The talented Bobby Jones soon rose to stardom overnight as the world began to take notice of his talents and as well as his weaknesses which was his volotile temper and his inability to handle stress. The movie showed how he overcame his weaknesses and turned his game around to start winning tournaments and championships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie isn't just about turning attitudes around and winning championships, it's about the underlying meanings behind the storyline. A scene in the movie showed "Bobby" calling the official to make a penalty on himself because he admitted he caused the ball to move. Ok, maybe it was propaganda but what sportsmanship that is! "It's not how you've won or lost but how you've played the game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I'll never be able to reach that level by shoving people off boards. LOL!  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole inspiration part was that he never first put himself first before his family's wishes. "Bobby" had to persue studies in the university, participate in golf championships and tournaments and also be home in time for dinners just to fulfill his family's wishes and desires. Because of his desires to please others in his family as well, he manages to repair the relationship between his father and his grandad and thus brings out the quote: "There's finer things than winning championships."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the only person in the world to give up the chance to make huge bucks and play sport just for the love of the game. Especially in this generation, what are the odds of that happening again? They say he's the greatest sportsman there is. But sportsmanship rules them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that we should all display sportsmanship (In the interests of protecting myself), "Bobby" was himself and what I'm trying to say is that we should persue our dreams and push hard to achieve it. I WON'T say that we should all turn out temprement around and control it because I'll fail that on the spot.  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the bottom line is it is a MUST to catch this movie and don't give it a miss! Worth the watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, crunch time to study 2 books of final theory for driving by 8 in the morning for the test and a report to write for project by noon tmr. God skip America for tonight and Bless Me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-116913089377523802?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/116913089377523802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=116913089377523802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/116913089377523802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/116913089377523802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/01/bobby-jones-stroke-of-genius.html' title='Bobby Jones: Stroke of Genius'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-116887777630083843</id><published>2007-01-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:18:32.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning out her closet</title><content type='html'>helped the babe clean out her room 2 days back and damn, never seen so much unwanted goods thrown out before at one go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scene before: piles and piles of tops, pants and skirts stacked up in her closet rack so high it bent and swayed to one side, too many clothes and dresses to hang for enough space for anything else, a whole corner of collected stuffed toys and a heck lot of facial and hair products that has probably expired months (if not years) ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scene after: 6 HUGE bags of unwanted clothes, one big bag of unwanted bags, 5 HUGE bags of trash and one HUGE bag of old and really dusty stuffed toys. finally, we relished the ability to see the colour of the rack of her closet for the first time ever and possibility the tidiest room of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt so accomplished about anything as this effort was. my only regret-the "before and after" shots of her room. purely indescrible unless you've seen it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just wondering, how girls can just buy and buy clothes as if they've not got enough and then simply forget that they've run out of space to keep them. probably the simple mentality of seeing something and then thinking that their old or current one has spoilt and they're desperately in need of a new one and "that" new one is conveniently hanging on the display in front of them. trust me, the babe tried to psycho me into buying a new wallet with that mentality. HAHA. try harder please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/341033/male%20brain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/980708/female%20brain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;bear in mind the circled ones on the female brain. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/431835/men%27s%20remote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/902224/Female_Remote_Control.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha, i'm sure you can analyse the pictures yourself without description or explaination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4819/1285/320/221444/shopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my favourite of the lot. you have to agree it's true. haha! :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't get so excited as yet. i'm not sexist, i'm just really amused at the differences between men and women. interesting. HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-116887777630083843?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/116887777630083843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=116887777630083843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/116887777630083843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/116887777630083843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/01/cleaning-out-her-closet.html' title='cleaning out her closet'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38576510.post-116861158326761140</id><published>2007-01-12T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T02:17:53.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untamed humanity</title><content type='html'>finally got this blog up with the help of my dear darling. changed back to blogger because LiveJournal is really NOT user-friendly. somewhat reminds me of how some people rather stick to some phones because of the convenience of the buttons, shortcuts and whatever else there is to satisfy their lazyness. ok, all these is besides the point. what i'm really trying to say is that LiveJournal is cool and all but doesn't give you the freedom to customize and do whatever you really want. blogger is easy and all but google (apparently) recently bought over blogger and now there's some sort of "new" blogger thing which sucks. templates are now more difficult to edit and it sometimes hangs. guess the whole point is that technology sucks and if you want a perfect program to suit your needs, go fucking nerd yourself out, become a millionaire geek and set up some super blog site to accomodate to everyone's needs. just don't forget me when you get rich.  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of that. the guys played NP on tues while the girls took on NUS. (haha, it all sounds like a perfect orgie). the girls fell behind but they did really well to fight back. speaking of fighting back, it was really pissing to see NP claw themselves to a draw in the last 10 seconds. the last freaking 10 seconds. like WTF?! simple mistakes led to the dropping of 2 points. damn. nothing we can do about it except to learn from it. really pissing to see a 3-1 lead slip to a bloody draw. hope we can pounce back this weekend. yes, this weekend! playing RP on sunday and NYP on monday. if you're wondering how SFA arranged the fixtures, i'm wondering the same thing. they should provide teams with physios if they intend to screw us with fixtures. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term break has been great and all. sleeping into mornings, forgetting about school totally, and forgetting that there's projects to be done. bloody hell! now there's the mad sprint to complete 3 projects by the end of this coming week. for those reading this, please ease my troubles by helping to complete my group's surveys. thanks. haha. and it doesn't help when i've not really been attending lectures or the fantastic LOAs from classes.  :) oh what the hell, i'm positively sure that missing out due to LOAs is more worth it than attending classes and boring your ass to cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, took the whole night to set up this darn thing and now, it's time for my long overdue shower and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to donald trump: if you ever stumble across this blog and reading this, the money saved after firing someone can be put to good use - SLR gift-wrapped and air-freight addressed to me.  :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38576510-116861158326761140?l=black-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/feeds/116861158326761140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38576510&amp;postID=116861158326761140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/116861158326761140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38576510/posts/default/116861158326761140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-11.blogspot.com/2007/01/untamed-humanity.html' title='untamed humanity'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09895156482198954052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
