<?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-3053966429586192822</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:09:37.898-07:00</updated><category term='Balls.'/><category term='Part-time job and Persona 3'/><category term='Nothing.'/><category term='Mixed feelings.'/><category term='Clique + friends.'/><category term='Privacy.'/><category term='Job No. 2.'/><category term='Pissed.'/><category term='FUCK'/><category term='JiaJia&apos;s birthday celebration at AMK Hub.'/><category term='I want to be rich and I want lots of money.'/><category term='Hanging onto my sanity by a fine thread.'/><category term='Prrrrrrrrreeeeeeeccccccccciioooooouuuussssss'/><category term='Insufficient chi-ching.'/><category term='Job...'/><category term='New links.'/><category term='Theatre. 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T.T'/><category term='8am.'/><category term='I want something good to happen.'/><category term='Back ache.'/><category term='Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.'/><category term='Poly is coming.'/><category term='Help me.'/><category term='Drenched today.'/><category term='Random.'/><category term='Lazy afternoon.'/><category term='Minimum wage.'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Weak.'/><category term='Inauguration and sotong.'/><category term='Pre-results blues'/><category term='Too tired for labels.'/><category term='Gym.'/><category term='Second job.'/><category term='Nothing to emphasize.'/><category term='AHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><category term='4E?'/><category term='and Video.'/><category term='Family Reunion.'/><category term='Boring.'/><category term='Sambal Sotong.'/><category term='JiaJia&apos;s birthday.'/><category term='Nervy B.'/><category term='I take off my clothes and it will be shameless/ Cuz everyone knows that&apos;s how you get famous'/><category term='I&apos;m freaking out.'/><category term='Moved on.'/><category term='I can&apos;t be happy all the time.'/><category term='Aching bones.'/><category term='It draws closer.'/><category term='I need my stuff badly.'/><category term='In The La La Land Machine'/><category term='I want my money back.'/><category term='NP.'/><category term='21 is a fucked up shitty number.'/><category term='My purpose is nothing.'/><category term='The new year spells CASH.'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day.'/><category term='Poly.'/><category term='2 BBQs.'/><category term='Tired.'/><category term='BBQ Photos.'/><category term='work and more work.'/><category term='Stanford.'/><category term='To Hell with him and her.'/><category term='Adieu.'/><category term='March BBQ.'/><category term='The rite of passage to enrolment.'/><category term='Sound'/><category term='Another boring post.'/><title type='text'>Hierophant</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>264</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8181528120824838243</id><published>2009-04-14T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T05:54:09.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adieu.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey world! This blog shall be retired as of now, or now, now! My new blog's URL is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weapon-of-massive-consumption.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.weapon-of-massive-consumption.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; . Start a new school year with a new blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adieu, for the last time, here. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8181528120824838243?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8181528120824838243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8181528120824838243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8181528120824838243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8181528120824838243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-world-this-blog-shall-be-retired-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4448576097125619348</id><published>2009-04-13T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:28:18.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently at the Mac training thing. Yes, it is so boring, I'm blogging right now. It's like over a period of 3 hours, and I'm shocked that I did not sleep on my MacBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home right now. I'm dying from the boredom. Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4448576097125619348?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4448576097125619348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4448576097125619348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4448576097125619348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4448576097125619348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/currently-at-mac-training-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2764927890660742247</id><published>2009-04-12T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T10:27:04.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, I mean yesterday, was life-draining. I am feeling so tired, and all I did was buy clothes, play pool, and eat. Ugh, the pre-school-opening blues are getting to me. Have been having hormone outbursts these days, and I didn't even know guys have these hormones. Been feeling tired, annoyed, pissed and fucked up from all the tiny little things this past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323854477999570450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SeIhcNUJfhI/AAAAAAAAAos/JQWN6nzRcBI/s320/uniqlo.gif" border="0" /&gt;Kim, JiaJia, Jon, Melvin, Daryl, Pearl, JiaRui and I went to Tampines 1 today. Kim and I queued up to get into UNIQLO today. The queue was not as dreadful as it looked; It moved quite fast. I managed to get myself a decent pair of jeans today. They are EASY fit, the only kind that doesn't require me to suck it in. There was a long queue at the supposed female fitting room, so the staff suggested that I went to the supposed male fitting room, since it was shorter. The queue was short, but everyone in front of me was holding 4 to 8 clothes. So each person took like eons to finish trying their clothes. I tried on my jeans but it was too long. Had it altered, and that means I have to head back there on Thursday to get them back. Headed back to Hougang and checked out the coloured contacts stuff. Considering: GMask or coloured contacts? Went to play pool, and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I have been getting thirsty a lot. Not sure if it has something to do with diabetes. Kinda concerned, but at the same time too lazy to do shit about it. And I always have been suspecting myself to be suffering from cystic fibrosis. Phlegm is clogging up my throat, and it has been like this for a long time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when bus invade my room. I have a terrible fear of bugs, especially spiders. I always have a feeling that they will plant their eggs into my skin if I'm not careful enough. Why I'm saying this? Cos I just lost sight of a spider which I was supposed to kill if it weren't for it's stupid amazing jumping ability. Now I'm getting the heeby jeebies. It may just come up my legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School hasn't started yet, and I already got disturbing news that concerns life and death. Apparently, one of the levels in the FMS block is haunted. And it is supposedly a level of no return. I do hope the elevator doesn't die on me. Note to self: Always take the elevator with someone. Anyway, the rumours of the snobbiness of FMS students were true after all. I do hope I don't get more snobbish than I already am now. I'll be a bitch, and I'm not even a girl! But hopefully there would be a variety of people in my course, from corpulent to anorexic, snobby to geeky, cool to nerdy, smart to hopeless-beyond all reason. Like this, I can probably fit in a little better. If everyone were snobby, I would probably be alone and peerless. but at the same time, I do not wanna get caught up in any personalities, so I can have absolute focus on my studies. This is so much more different from secondary school, when you could just let your grades speak for themselves. I gotta claw my way through to the top, by hook or by crook(Hopefully not. That would be bitchy.). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting more sleepy than ever. Goodbye, and good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2764927890660742247?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2764927890660742247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2764927890660742247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2764927890660742247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2764927890660742247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-mean-yesterday-was-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SeIhcNUJfhI/AAAAAAAAAos/JQWN6nzRcBI/s72-c/uniqlo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3071397814304213432</id><published>2009-04-08T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:17:47.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poly is coming.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling pretty fucked up about the ominous school opening. I have slacked so much I do not ever wanna do any work ever again. I rather be bored to death than to drown in fuckloads of work, worse still if I have no idea how stuff works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was never familiar with digital stuff. Hope someone else also has a hard time like me, especially those particular modules, like digital effects and stuff. Hope I don't spoil all the film-making devices. I am noob with all those technological stuff. Should have learnt how to fix up the OHD when I had the chance in secondary school. The only form of technology I'm familiar with is the computer and my phone. Maybe the remote control, and the microwave oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, the weather is fucking horrible. Wonder how the Africans survive without an air-conditioner. So sad. I'm perspiring with a fan blowing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna order my MacBook sleeve online. The sleeves are so cool, plus they are cheaper when ordered online, than going all the way to Funan Digitalife Mall to get it, which is more expensive there, though the competition there has rendered the stores good service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have the jeans to worry about. Garh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3071397814304213432?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3071397814304213432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3071397814304213432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3071397814304213432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3071397814304213432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-pretty-fucked-up-about-ominous.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4692173956800415057</id><published>2009-04-04T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:16:09.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another boring post.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, 15 more days to the start of 3 years of educational torment! Hope it ain't too tough, like in those darn high school days. Being forced to study boring, tedious(This doesn't even cover it!) subjects to get through our days, what torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was  pretty boring day, doing stuff to survive the boredom. Been playing FFX all day long, but what's pissing me off is that I can't play without my brother, cos he wants to watch. So I have to keep playing in intervals. Plus, I have to play it in secret with my brother at night. God, the sneaking around is killing me. Not me, helping my brother sneak to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just doing nothing. Actually, I have no idea why I'm awake. Grey's Anaotmy doesn't show on weekend nights. So I guess I have nothing else to do except sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go to AJC for the family event thing. I'm finally gonna buy my Re:CoM. Yay! Need to keep in touch with my Kingdom Hearts roots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4692173956800415057?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4692173956800415057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4692173956800415057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4692173956800415057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4692173956800415057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-gosh-15-more-days-to-start-of-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6063827784781151600</id><published>2009-04-02T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:24:30.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whooo! I just got my pay! The amount was pretty surprisingly. More than what I had expected. Getting all the stuff ain't too hard now. Not gonna disclose my pay, but it is quite a lot for a job that has a low pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for my brother to come back from school to start playing FFX. Watched 2 cutscenes without him(It was 2am.), so I feeling kinda guilty. Good thing I managed to find them on YouTube. Took the liberty to add them to my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I add the stupidest things to my favourites, in which most of them are recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like seriously bored to the point I'm blogging about random stuff. Garh, what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6063827784781151600?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6063827784781151600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6063827784781151600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6063827784781151600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6063827784781151600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/whooo-i-just-got-my-pay-amount-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-709592793311746496</id><published>2009-04-01T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:25:20.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy April Fools' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's 19 days to the start of school. I can only do one thing. I must live my life as slacked as it can ever be, or else I will regret not doing that. Happen the same for Sec. 4, imagine where would I go if I wasn't mentally prepared for the school term. Moreover, it is a whole new environment, whole new bunch of people, a whole new chapter. Kinda having contradicting feelings. I am excited about the whole thing, but at the same time I am scared and depressed about leaving behind my sloth-ish lifestyle. It is a good life, and surprisingly, I did not gain a pound from being such a pig. Weight myself today, was so happy, I didn't gain any weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym with Kim, JiaJia, Ernest and Melvin today. Took the wrong bus(Well, I didn't exactly know which bus I should taken. :x) and ended up walking to the gym. Good warm-up, literally. The sun was so warm, I thought I was in an oven. The sweltering heat made me sweat more than when I was at the gym, really! Lol. Anyway, on the way to the gym I realized I was broke, as in completely broke. Not a cent at all. My wallet has been burnt to nothing. Not a just a hole in my wallet anymore. Borrowed money from JiaJia and went to exercise. Got straight on the cycling thingy. Burned 153 calories after 20 minutes. Did a few more stuff and went to Hougang Mall. Went home and got to eat my steamed eggs! Finished like 3/4 of it. Around 10 eggs I think. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing on tomorrow. Oh, I also turned down a tuition job. School's starting soon, not in the mood to work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch Grey's Anatomy now, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-709592793311746496?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/709592793311746496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=709592793311746496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/709592793311746496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/709592793311746496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-fools-day-wow-its-19-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8367559665281099201</id><published>2009-03-30T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:42:24.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why I'm blogging right now, cos I'm too freaking annoyed and tired to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freaking enrolment status just doesn't freaking open. It's 31st March, it's supposed to be available! God, I don't wanna waste anymore time. Need to settle things ASAP. Things concerning the stupid lappies are just freaking taking the piss outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freaking Fujitsu Company refuse to give me a refund cos it is past the 7 day-warranty. And even if I refunded within then, they may not enable it either. If I don't get the lappy refunded, I am gonna be bankrupt after getting the MacBook. Fuck. Tomorrow, I have to call NP to seek assistance which is most probably pointless. I hate calling schools. I called them like a hundred times this month already. It's not like I'm so good at calling people. I don't know what to say, so why don't someone just help me call? It's like, I get scolded if I forget to ask something, which I had no idea I needed to ask. Ugh. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it is not a crime to be late for dinner for ten freaking minutes. It's not like I have to be there to start the meal. Please, it's not like I eat a lot for dinner. I ended finishing first even though I was the latest. God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8367559665281099201?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8367559665281099201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8367559665281099201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8367559665281099201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8367559665281099201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-no-idea-why-im-blogging-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3960020125825248038</id><published>2009-03-29T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:15:58.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drenched today.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a horribly boring day. It was just, duhhhh. It's one of those days where detailed description goes like this, "I wake up, then I go and brush my teeth, then I bathe, and then I dry myself, and then I eat breakfast with a spoon and a fork".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a rather delightful day cos I have planned with my brother to head to the Bubble tea store to get something to bite on. Emotional eating kicks in when I'm feeling bored. We reached the store, and to our disappointment, it was fucking closed. Of all the days the store had to close, it had to close on the day when I am going there as a customer than a low-life worker. Like, it didn't close for a month, it wouldn't hurt to open just one more day. We were about to leave, but it started to rain. It's like the sky lost its mother or something, it just wouldn't stop raining. It just kept throwing down layers and layers of water. Ended up getting soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went blogskin searching just now. Found four which appealed to me. Ya, out of all the hundreds of skins, only 4 caught my eye. I have high standards for blogskins. When I stick to a skin, I stick to it for a long period of time. So skins need to be considered long and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting my new blog's construction probably next week. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3960020125825248038?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3960020125825248038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3960020125825248038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3960020125825248038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3960020125825248038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-horribly-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6113475519651314618</id><published>2009-03-28T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:41:27.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing to emphasize.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I last blogged. Quite a lot of things have happened over past few days. Hmm, I have no idea where I should start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, I quit my job. Yes, I am unemployed again! I am finally free from all the unnecessary kitchen politics, and not too mention unreasonable faults. Not missing it one bit. I can finally go back to the laid-back lifestyle I used to have before I started working. I can wake up in the early afternoon like before. I can waste my life sluggin on food, and I can waste my life somemore gaming like there's no tomorrow. Speaking of gaming, I still haven't bought my Re:CoM yet. It's sold at AMK Hub, at $70. Jane hasn't paid me back yet, so I can't buy it yet. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Sport's Day on Friday. It was quite fun. Kim, JiaJia, MJ and I went to Mac that morning for breakfast. We then walked to the stadium under the blazing hot sun. We were considered rather significant people to the school. We were able to give out the prizes for the C Boys Race. On top of that, we were judges for the cheerleading competition. The group I wanted to win won, so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318256207053708562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/Sc49183z3RI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kB0wil_U5tE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to AMK Hub after that. Watched Confessions of a Shopaholic. In my opinion, it was really good. It wasn't too draggy, it wasn't too fast-paced, and it was really funny. It really showcased the fashion world in a very detailed way, not just generally. 3.5 scarves out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my grandparent's graves today. Nothing much to talk about. It was a quiet morning. Peaceful, tranquil, despite the ashes on my hair and stench of smoke on my clothes. Came back home and slept till 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a weird dream just now. I was nominated for an Oscar. But the thing was, thousands of people were nominated for many Oscars, but mine was slightly more significant than the others. Waited for a bus(?) to bring us to the place. Turns out, the place was an island. We took a boat there, and I took a bus to the place on the island where the Oscars were held. I was on the bus with 3 army officers, who happened to win Oscars as well. o.O But on the way, the bus stopped and 2 armored people, supposedly evil, came to kill us or something like that(They were joking around.). The army officers then found a huge bottle of mayonnaise on a seat in the bus and threw it at one of the armored people. The bottle of mayo got stuck on his head and I managed to run away. Before I could end my dream, my dad woke me up. So too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go play FFX now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6113475519651314618?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6113475519651314618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6113475519651314618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6113475519651314618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6113475519651314618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-been-while-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ajLkZpQn10U/Sc49183z3RI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kB0wil_U5tE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2379649303674831044</id><published>2009-03-24T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:48:21.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The unnecessary journey to Block 53.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/Scj98K8iXPI/AAAAAAAAAn8/gOeSZi1ZuJg/s1600-h/lily+allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316778570283113714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/Scj98K8iXPI/AAAAAAAAAn8/gOeSZi1ZuJg/s320/lily+allen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought Lily Allen's album! Heyyyyy! Finally after wasting so much time making money I can find time to go buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Kim and JiaJia yesterday. Went to NP in the morning, and then headed to The Heeren Shops to buy the album. Had lunch, and went to CP to meet up with MJ and Andrew. Went to JiaJia's place to bake, but since my mum so happened to throw away all my recipes, I couldn't bake at all, as there was a lack of ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NP again today. Went to hand in my Foreign Language Enhancement Program application form. I'm gonna learn French! But the Academics Affairs office wasn't sure of the vacancies left, so I had to head over to the Interdisciplinary Studies general office at Block 53 to hand it in. Went to Block 52, but Block 53 was nowhere in sight. Passed Makan Place, and went over to Block 50, and I still couldn't find Block 53. Went all the way to Block 70 and still couldn't find it. Then there was a map at a carpark, so I checked it out. Block 53 was behind Block 52. So I went to the back of Block 52, but the whole place was under construction, and even had a Gas Welding room. So I went to the front of Block 52 again. Then a saw people walking down a slope to Block 52, so I walked up. At last I found the dreaded Block 53 and handed up the form. But something still puzzled me, there was a child development centre inside the IS, with toys and baby stretchers. Bizarre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be work tomorrow, and I'm freaking tired. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2379649303674831044?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2379649303674831044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2379649303674831044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2379649303674831044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2379649303674831044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-bought-lily-allens-album-heyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/Scj98K8iXPI/AAAAAAAAAn8/gOeSZi1ZuJg/s72-c/lily+allen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5996866080618586038</id><published>2009-03-21T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:48:28.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Privacy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not really in the mood to blog these days. Happy about getting into NP, but I still feel really confused and mad about something else. But it's okay, it's gonna be over by the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really explain myself right here, cos this blog ain't private. Walls have ears. :x But anyway, it did give me nightmares, screams of those nasty words. Ugh, hope it gets better. It's not just something I can quit, it's personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else than that has been getting on my nerves. I just can't find the time and place to have any privacy at all. It's like, my life is being watched by so many people whom should not be giving a damn about me at all. Yes, should not, as in they should stop commenting on my way of life and stop watching over me. It's so scary at times, cos they will eventually affect my direction in life. I just wish to live normally and privately right now. I do not need any other care and support other than from my parents, my brother, and my friends. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5996866080618586038?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5996866080618586038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5996866080618586038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5996866080618586038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5996866080618586038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-really-in-mood-to-blog-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8128112377495734555</id><published>2009-03-20T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:51:30.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBQ Photos.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are the photos from the BBQ! It was awesome, COS I PLANNED! YA I PLANNED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPgTaGNE1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/iksrdeexw3E/s1600-h/Yummy+Satay!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315338609254798162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPgTaGNE1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/iksrdeexw3E/s320/Yummy+Satay!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPdNtwTdrI/AAAAAAAAAns/FZ6gwJYtwus/s1600-h/YanLing,+LX+(The+face+that+just+popped+out)+and+WenXin..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315335212917552818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPdNtwTdrI/AAAAAAAAAns/FZ6gwJYtwus/s320/YanLing,+LX+(The+face+that+just+popped+out)+and+WenXin..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPdNeJqwDI/AAAAAAAAAnk/64S1TcevlFU/s1600-h/Wrap+Before..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315335208728969266" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPLcbopL5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/piF18wGdwaY/s320/Early+waiting..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPLb5zsgoI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5fudp63L2B8/s1600-h/Dusk.+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315315665461871234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPLb5zsgoI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5fudp63L2B8/s320/Dusk.+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPLbaBe2fI/AAAAAAAAAfo/YsVLNMNShvU/s1600-h/Dusk.+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315315656929761778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPLbaBe2fI/AAAAAAAAAfo/YsVLNMNShvU/s320/Dusk.+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK082tuxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pw2K9FjDGno/s1600-h/Dusk.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314996264942354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK082tuxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pw2K9FjDGno/s320/Dusk.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK0t-m2RI/AAAAAAAAAfY/LvLLYak9T40/s1600-h/Desperate+Times.+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314992271513874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK0t-m2RI/AAAAAAAAAfY/LvLLYak9T40/s320/Desperate+Times.+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK0UNJUEI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/t4xrMf-93FM/s1600-h/Desperate+times.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314985353171010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK0UNJUEI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/t4xrMf-93FM/s320/Desperate+times.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK0C9-ojI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sx91w-Q9M6Q/s1600-h/Come+any+closer+and+i%27ll+stab+you+with+this+plastic+fork!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314980726153778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPK0C9-ojI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sx91w-Q9M6Q/s320/Come+any+closer+and+i%27ll+stab+you+with+this+plastic+fork!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPKzyd-m6I/AAAAAAAAAfA/_FdJquXyZo8/s1600-h/Clown+Kings!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314976296967074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPKzyd-m6I/AAAAAAAAAfA/_FdJquXyZo8/s320/Clown+Kings!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9-Z1FSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/E3uef0GbdBk/s1600-h/Chowing+down+on+fried+rice..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314051787855138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9-Z1FSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/E3uef0GbdBk/s320/Chowing+down+on+fried+rice..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9jZPOMI/AAAAAAAAAew/6KPtEOdkH0o/s1600-h/BBQ-ing+takes+a+toll+on+the+legs....JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314044537616578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9jZPOMI/AAAAAAAAAew/6KPtEOdkH0o/s320/BBQ-ing+takes+a+toll+on+the+legs....JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9Q5NvWI/AAAAAAAAAeo/KnV2xThEF-Q/s1600-h/Aww..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314039571463522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9Q5NvWI/AAAAAAAAAeo/KnV2xThEF-Q/s320/Aww..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9D8nZhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cdE3vok-_us/s1600-h/Awesome+SOTONG!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314036096067090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ9D8nZhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cdE3vok-_us/s320/Awesome+SOTONG!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ8UTPxBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Kuj6tBc1knE/s1600-h/6pm.+Starting+the+fire..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315314023306085394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJ8UTPxBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Kuj6tBc1knE/s320/6pm.+Starting+the+fire..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos from the prep. day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315313061313700290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPJEUmY4cI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pLSTwiFPtXw/s320/Jon+and+his+jelly..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPIxwKuLTI/AAAAAAAAAeI/28iZ-tySJRs/s1600-h/Prep+Work!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315312742296333618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPIxwKuLTI/AAAAAAAAAeI/28iZ-tySJRs/s320/Prep+Work!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315312736947782338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPIxcPhwsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uHL7xP9DJnE/s320/Melvin,+the+sotong+hero!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315312723773208674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPIwrKduGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/D57Os4bpO9w/s320/Clearing+Sotong+crap..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315312712734830002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPIwCCtbbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/V3AEKEZRLAU/s320/Cleaning+Sotong+should+be+censored..JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8128112377495734555?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8128112377495734555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8128112377495734555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8128112377495734555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8128112377495734555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-are-photos-from-bbq-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/ScPgTaGNE1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/iksrdeexw3E/s72-c/Yummy+Satay!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3846548807107108212</id><published>2009-03-19T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:15:16.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NP.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYY! My view on life has completely changed as of today! Today has indeed been the turning point on my life. The sun seems to be shining on me even though it does irritate my eyes and make me sweat like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. But anyway, the thing I wanna say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M GOING TO NGEE ANN POLYTECHNIC!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! I'm like so so so so exhilarated right now I just wanna go throw my money to everyone! Okay, enough with the happy talk. As of today, I am an official Ngee Ann Poly. student, studying in Film, Sound and Video. HEYYY! My dreams just got closer to my reach. This kind of things are really rare, like, super duper rare. It's like, you get a call one day and you are told that you have a share of Donald Trump's fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kind of things don't happen to people like me, ya' know? People like me, grey clouds! We live in a life with worst case scenarios, most of the time self-inflicted, and as we adjust our thinking and lives to that, we stop trying to have hope in our lives. We decide not to lean on this powerful, and yet frequently absent, thing, and just bear the pain of everyday lives with our already numbed emotions. But, sometimes, hope just comes to us at very unorthodox times, and we think again, maybe hope does happen sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy, cos this has been the first good thing that has happened to me this year, or these 2 years in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Waits for photos to be sent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the photos are talking longer than usual. Shall post them up on another day. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3846548807107108212?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3846548807107108212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3846548807107108212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3846548807107108212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3846548807107108212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/heyyy-my-view-on-life-has-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1359701603838017032</id><published>2009-03-18T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:58:43.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why all the words are capped. But what the hey, this blog's gonna be retired soon, so I guess it doesn't really matter. Today has been filled with so many things I can't post them right now, cos all of them are drowning me in mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1359701603838017032?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1359701603838017032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1359701603838017032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1359701603838017032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1359701603838017032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-no-idea-why-all-words-are-capped.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4442745412209829885</id><published>2009-03-14T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T08:46:34.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHERINA HAS LEFT THE COUNTRY. T.T'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHERINA HAS LEFT THE COUNTRY! T.T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised I didn't cry at the airport. I swear my tear glands are dormant. There was a ginormous group of XMS people sending her off, so it is not surprising to see me alone and looking weird among everyone else. Sherina wrote a card for me which had our photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313067076472520994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SbvOWzD3wSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_Sso4rZk700/s320/DSC00921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was really moved by it. My tears went active for a moment when I read it. I really wanna go to USA! It is where the cool people live, besides the UK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sending her off I went to have a late lunch(early dinner for them.) with Joey and Gwendolyn and Samuel at Popeyes. Had an awesome fish fillet, mainly cos it was fresh out of the fryer. After our meal, we went to shop around. Went to Candy Empire and I bought candy(duh.). I started putting candy into the plastic carrier like there's no tomorrow. Went to check the weight and price. It costed $35 dollars, and it almost weight 1kg! Went to put back loads of the easter eggs and the round-looking chocolates. The size decreased by half. Now, it looks like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313067091578182658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SbvOXrVV3AI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZaZtsvhBeTk/s320/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It costed me $15 dollars. And I was so fortunate to have found my long lost favourite candy, STARBURST! I was like, OH MY GOD! in my mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313067092898768530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SbvOXwQMZpI/AAAAAAAAAdo/3SIhp02x_UU/s320/DSC00926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joey's dad then sent us home. Since Gwendolyn lives in Kensington Park, it was rather convenient for me. My mum then fetched us to Thomson Plaza for dinner. Went to Sembawang, cos I wanted Lily Allen's album really badly. But weren't any stocks. Shall buy some other time I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BACK. FUCKING. ACHING. ENDING. POST. NOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4442745412209829885?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4442745412209829885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4442745412209829885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4442745412209829885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4442745412209829885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/sherina-has-left-country-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SbvOWzD3wSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_Sso4rZk700/s72-c/DSC00921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1009447422628564113</id><published>2009-03-12T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:13:17.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The rite of passage to enrolment.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I got my laptop today. Big whoop. In fact, I found it annoyingly troublesome when I got it. I had to go to a lecture hall to get one, and get the insurance, and then go up to the 4th floor to complete the post-configuration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got the Fujitsu one. High-end! It looks boring though. I must get a skin for it. I'm in the School of Design. It has to look DOPE! I went to SP today at like 10am, my eyes half closed. Walked to the Convention Centre to start the whole journey to enrolment. Start taking out forms and certs and my IC to a whole bunch of people. The whole time they were talking to me about financial matters, all I heard was, "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah". I had no idea what crap they were saying. Just repeated what they said to my parents. Saw Tse Ee on my way to the next station. I got my student card today, and my photo looked fucked up, serious! I look like I'm the Hunchback of Notre Dame or something. My fringe was so long it covered almost half of my eye. Then I went to get my SP shirt. Gonna sign up for a locker, a medium sized one. Went out of the centre and this nice guy asked me if I wanted to join the SD camp. I was considering, and since I do not want to end up friendless and depressed and eventually die with a bleeding wrist, I decided to sign up for it. But when I looked at the list of people, there were only four DID people, including me, and I'm the only male signing up for it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We supposedly can make new friends from other design courses, I rather stick to my own coursemates. Went past the whole CCA Openhouse thingy, which looks a lot more better than NC's. There were a bunch of people from some Community Club who asked me to join them, because it "can change my life forever", but I was like, "It's okay, it's okay." I already had my eyes set on Theatre Compass, though it only occupied a small little corner, so I didn't bother seeking their advice. Walked towards the IT Roadshow and got my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Koufu foodcourt to have lunch. The food was not bad. I think I'm gonna like it here, though I did get lost with my parents just now. The place was so large I had to check my map. But the people there are nice, so that's a thumbs up. The food is nice, so 2 thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home and slept till 4.30pm, the time when I should show up for work. So obviously I was late. Worked 3 hours today. I woke up at 8am today, so it is apparent I was freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go do something else which I haven't thought of yet. Adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1009447422628564113?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1009447422628564113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1009447422628564113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1009447422628564113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1009447422628564113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-i-got-my-laptop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7748783942311096634</id><published>2009-03-11T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:53:04.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuck You&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look inside, look inside your tiny mind, then look a bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired, of all the hatred you harbour&lt;br /&gt;So you say it's not OK to be gay, well I think you're just evil&lt;br /&gt;You're just some racist, who can't tie my laces&lt;br /&gt;Your point of view is medieval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hate what you do and we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't translate and it's getting quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get, do you get a little kick out of being small-minded?&lt;br /&gt;You want to be like your father, it's approval you're after&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not how you find it&lt;br /&gt;Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's a hole where your soul should be&lt;br /&gt;You're losing control a bit&lt;br /&gt;And it's really distasteful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hate what you do and we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't translate and it's getting quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you think we need to go to war&lt;br /&gt;Well you're already in one&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's people like you&lt;br /&gt;That need to get slew&lt;br /&gt;No one wants your opinion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hate what you do and we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't translate and it's getting quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7748783942311096634?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7748783942311096634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7748783942311096634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7748783942311096634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7748783942311096634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck-you-by-lily-allen-look-inside-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7976679024212226856</id><published>2009-03-11T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:15:23.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nervy B.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a few days since I blogged. I have been so tired I didn't have energy left to work my brains to remember all the things that happened. Since it is already Thursday, it is today where I will be getting my student card, and my laptop. My feelings about it is kinda contradictory actually. Like, I am excited that I can finally have my own laptop, while people studying in JC don't have one.(Evil!) But on the other hand, it's a great deal of responsibility. What if I broke or dropped it and stuff. It's pretty scary actually. I'm not that ready yet. Okay it's not like I'm gonna have a child or anything but it's such a precious thing which I do not quite want yet. I haven't been in a situation where I go, "Man, I wish I had a laptop." The past few times where I said I want one, it's not really quite true. I did not like to have a laptop, I only liked the idea of having a laptop. It's a tremendous responsibility, and it is also a rite of passage into my next stage in life's show. I have been so used to being a uniform-wearing, classroom-sitting, spoon-fed student I'm not ready to metamorphosise into an independent notebook-carrying young adult. Nope, not mature enough yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with laptop and maturity shit, and more about my nervy B! I'm so nervous about tomorrow. I'm not even sure where to go to in the Poly. tomorrow. I definitely do not want to look stupid among so many people. And I certainly do not want to have any missing forms. I will die if I fail to get registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting fatigued at work so easily these days. I have to persevere for my pendent, locket, and necklace. And I still have to get Crisis Core, and Re:CoM. And I have to get Lily Allen's new album, It's Not Me, It's You. Her songs have been getting me through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go sleep now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7976679024212226856?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7976679024212226856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7976679024212226856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7976679024212226856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7976679024212226856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-been-few-days-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6599697804342046667</id><published>2009-03-08T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:27:33.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre. BBQ. Awesome photo.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm totally psyched about my future CCA and I am very certain about working my arse off to get admitted into the Diploma-Plus program. I gotta get a Cert. in Theatre Performance and Production, or else I will be in stuck in Singapore with a bunch of child actors whose acting are so horrible I am still flipping through the thesaurus for a worthy word to describe. Well, can't blame them actually, cos their brains, mouth, eyes, well their whole body, haven't been fully developed yet. To be a little bit more frank, I think they are a little bit too retarded to act, or maybe just talk at all. But I can't say the same for the other 'minor' actors, you know, the people who act as the mailman, the pizza delivery guy, the janitor, the angry mob people. I don't quite know how to describe how antagonizing their acting is, sort of like a 'I-rather-pay-them-to-stop-acting' thing, you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everything seems to fail, I'll just get a MySpace account(Or whatever website that seems the most popular at that time.), post videos about my wonderful acting talent(In my own head!), get millions of downloads, and be on my way to the red carpet, and most prolly kick Miley Cyrus off the stage for TCA's Best Breakout Artiste, or maybe something like that. And she'll prolly go "Sweet Nibblets!" on me, but who cares, it Ugly Miley. Come on, her album's about a pimple. I still have no idea why so many girls still like an airhead like her. Oooh right, cos all of them are airheads too. Nick Jonas is probably one for dating her. Okay enough with the Miley insults, though it is rather amusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some people have this problem with Westernized sarcasm and cynicism, but I find it quite cool. Okay so maybe that's how I come across as a rude, stuck-up who only cares about himself, but whatever, I like the way I am. So what if I am a crude, vulgar bastard? I can cuss whenever I like, no like anyone can control my mouth. So what if I am gory, bloody and violent-loving? It is my own sick(As viewed by the shallow mind.) mind, doesn't matter what other people think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So there's about 18 people coming for the BBQ. Kim and I have come up with a list of food we are getting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sotong(and loads of it. Had a bad lack-of-sotong experience.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Satay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chicken wing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fried rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salad(for a balance meal :].)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jelly(as dessert.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pitas(or wraps.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chicken kebabs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bacon(hope we can get hold of turkey ones, they taste better.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guess we will see more when we go shop for groceries with the others. We are so like a family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though JiaJia told me not to(Sorry!), I can't take it anymore! I need to post this awesome(and whore-free. :X) photo of us, 4E! (and Daryl. LOL.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310868724088652482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SbP-92QJQsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hpXupTsAarw/s320/P2280124(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;4E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Gonna go do something to kill time. Bye. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6599697804342046667?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6599697804342046667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6599697804342046667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6599697804342046667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6599697804342046667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-totally-psyched-about-my-future-cca.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SbP-92QJQsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hpXupTsAarw/s72-c/P2280124(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1338199001939276325</id><published>2009-03-06T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:52:20.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanging onto my sanity by a fine thread.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a day unworthy of living. It's one of those days where you just can't get enough of bad luck. This is going to be a long post, and I'm torturing myself by reminiscing the past few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I got rudely woken up by my filthy brother, telling me his friend is here. I already told him the day before that I hate guests in the morning, cos I just look the worst in the morning. I have bedhead hair, and I'm in boxer-shorts. I already mind his filthy friends coming in the afternoon. I can't have my privacy at all. It's not like they are in the living room all day. They are in my room, using the E-Learning Day as an excuse to use the computer to game. I can't pick my clothes with them around. And being the snitch he always is, he told my mum, who totally sided with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finally ready to leave the house for work, but I didn't have anymore pair of socks left. I used to have 5 pair of socks but my mun decided to throw 3 pairs away without my consent just cos they have tiny holes in them. Now I'm left with 2 that are still drying outside. So, I had to go down to buy more socks to wear which were cheap Nike imitations. Went to the coffeeshop to have breakfast but the store wasn't open. Had to walk to another coffeeshop to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work, and by the first hour, I had a skin cut on my finger. My sore throat got wo0rse and worse and worse and worse and worse and worse and worse and worse. Then, when it was my last hour of work, I spilt strawberry milkshake all over my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, I asked my mum to confirm that the preparation will be held at my place. But nooooo, she objected to it. It's unreasonably unfair when your filthy brother can have his filthy friends over for 7 times a week, sometimes even having our home be treated as a storage room(For putting bags and stuff.). Moreover, he doesn't even ask. I kindly ask, and I ask this once or twice a year, but I CAN'T! Plus, my friends have better manners than my filthy brother's filthy friends. Moreover, his filthy friends stink up the whole house. To make things worse, my dad has to ask me to shut up cos I'm getting overboard. Well, that's maybe because they don't have the mental capacity to justify what I say. But half of the time, I am correct, correct that they are so FREAKING UNFAIR towards me when I am obviously the less demonic among their manufactured products. Their cataract is getting far too serious for them to see which one can actually have the potential to raise them after their retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, people would think that I'm inhumane, and I don't deserve to be given a life(I didn't ask for one.). Maybe they are right, but I will stand my ground still. And to make my point about my filthy brother being filthy more easily fathomed, I shall post this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RgOm_WJKpE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RgOm_WJKpE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfie by Lily Allen(Told you I can be another her. And by the way, Alfie's her little brother, in real life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh deary me&lt;br /&gt;My little brother's in his bedroom smoking weed&lt;br /&gt;I tell him he should get up ‘cause it's nearly half past three&lt;br /&gt;He can't be bothered ‘cause he's high on THC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask him very nicely if he'd like a cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;I can't even see him ‘cause his room is so smoky&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand how one can watch so much TV&lt;br /&gt;My baby brother Alfie how I wish that you could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only say it ‘cause I care&lt;br /&gt;So please can you stop pulling my hair?&lt;br /&gt;Now now there's no need to swear&lt;br /&gt;Please don't despair my dear mon frère&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Alfie get up it's a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t sit back and watch you waste your life away&lt;br /&gt;You need to get a job because the bills need to get paid&lt;br /&gt;Get off your lazy arse Alfie please use your brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely there's some walls out there that you can go and spray&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling guilty here for leading you astray&lt;br /&gt;Now how the hell do you ever expect that you'll get laid&lt;br /&gt;When all you do is stay in playin’ your computer games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only say it ‘cause I care&lt;br /&gt;So please can you stop pullin’ my hair?&lt;br /&gt;Now now there's no need to swear&lt;br /&gt;Please don't despair my dear mon frère&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh little brother please refrain from doing that&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to help you out so can you stop being a twat?&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you and I sat down and had a little chat&lt;br /&gt;And look me in the eyes take off that stupid fitted cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only say it ‘cause I care&lt;br /&gt;So please can you stop pulling my hair?&lt;br /&gt;Now now there's no need to swear&lt;br /&gt;Please don't despair&lt;br /&gt;Please don't despair&lt;br /&gt;My mon frère&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe Nigel is just being angry. Maybe not.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1338199001939276325?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1338199001939276325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1338199001939276325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1338199001939276325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1338199001939276325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-day-unworthy-of-living.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-699801443095295156</id><published>2009-03-05T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:31:15.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back ache.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the past few hours were hell. Came back home with my back hurting like hell. It wasn't just an ache, it was a lot worse than that. The pain was undescribable. I definitely do not want to experience that again, unless I have a personal masseuse(Did I spell that correctly?) at home, which I will have when I get rich and famous. I finished my dinner and discussed with Kim about the BBQ through the phone. The pain just got worse and worse. My body is definitely aging faster than its supposed to. I gotta drink more milk and eat more cheese. FATTY! Oh ya, I tried Feta cheese on the buffet. It was pretty strong, especially when my salad dressing was devilishly sour. Didn't manage to try the blue cheese with the crackers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly showered and went to bed at 10.39pm. Earliest in like, eons. Just when you thought the pain couldn't get any worse, it does! It was so painful, I couldn't lie down at all. All I wanted to do was to move around and keep my mind off the pain. The mind, an important healing factor, was not very helpful. Stretched some more, and finally managed to doze off. Woke up again two hours later. Before I slept, my dad said my stomach is weighing down on my spine, so it gave rise to the pain. So, I went to puke. Was contented with the amount I removed from my alimentary canal. Removed my bowl of fruits I ate and half of my dinner. Haha. So here I am now, a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I feel like being on drugs, those that are legal and are pescribed by the hospital, which makes you feel ecstatic. I was thinking, what kind of a star should I be. And I feel that I make a good male Singaporean Lily Allen. I am rather controversial, and I do have a way with words. I am quite familiar with the crude words, and I am as good as a school drop out. But, I am not gonna smoke, though I'm considering the alcoholism. Mildly, though, not on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the crap, more with the shut-eye. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-699801443095295156?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/699801443095295156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=699801443095295156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/699801443095295156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/699801443095295156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-past-few-hours-were-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6874378013541335459</id><published>2009-03-04T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:15:59.113-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too tired for labels.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God. Today is like, deadddddddddddddddd. I don't know why but today was so so so so so so so so so exhausting. Today, I went to work at 11.30am. 5 minutes into work, I was thinking if I can leave at 12 noon. I was so tired I could hardly open my eyes. The afternoon heat diabolically complimented the lack of sleep. My eyes were practically half opened, fortunately the noise from the blender managed to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the nasty little demons got released from school, I got less exhausted cos of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scourge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;of rowdy school children constantly shouting their orders. I even had to write down their orders cos my brain was so low of energy it couldn't memorize anything. The day got a little better cos of the gradual ebbing of nasty customers. I did come across this freaking midget student, around 13, shouting to me, "Eh, boy, where's my water?!" As the mean person I always has been, my first thought was to drown him in all the vulgarities I can possibly think of at that moment. But, I'm not going to risk my job for this lowlife small-fry, so I held back my words. I guess threw his change on the counter without looking at him at all. Crude words were foaming at my mouth. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Left at 6pm. Went to Trader's Hotel for the buffet. It was quite good. I gave it a rating of 3.5 spoons out of 5. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post photos some other day. Oh and today's my brother's birthday, well it WAS a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Happy Birthday Ryan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6874378013541335459?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6874378013541335459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6874378013541335459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6874378013541335459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6874378013541335459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5155559811643433983</id><published>2009-03-03T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:03:53.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='March BBQ.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>March BBQ planning officially commenced as of today. Gonna be booking the pit tomorrow or Friday. So psyched about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was fun as always. Although shaking the shaker looks like a piece of pie, try shaking one numb-cold shaker while washing a blender with a brush. It is hard! Like, you can feel your hand turning frozen solid anytime soon but you just gotta keep on shaking till the syrup is fully dissolved. And sometimes, your ice just doesn't wanna be blended and they decide not to go to the swirling blade of doom in the bottom, and you gotta take the lid off and use the spoon to stir it a little. And then, for some strange physical reason, the mixture flies up and hits your hair. Ya, it takes some skill to master the blender, a skill which would take me long to learn. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sponsor the squids for the BBQ. It just shows my appreciation for unselfish, considerate, people who love sotong but yet do not snatch sotong for themselves. Pfft. Gonna have heart attack if I talk about it again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just crapping through this post. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5155559811643433983?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5155559811643433983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5155559811643433983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5155559811643433983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5155559811643433983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-bbq-planning-officially-commenced.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6532035824760917498</id><published>2009-03-02T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:46:44.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work and more work.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone watched American Idol? Well, I was having trouble finding the guy I wish would win the title, and then I suddenly remembered there was this guy, who is so damn cool. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308644394153187282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SawX8zhel9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/_SqCS3NDvCA/s320/adam+lambert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Adam Lambert! His hair is just the coolest of all. Most importantly, I love his style! I totally dig his clothes. So cool! Okay so I'm a fan of black. But anyway, he's a really good singer too. Though he's rumoured to be gay, I still think he's the coolest among all the Top 36. He's sorta like a cross between Joe Jonas and Pete Wentz. There were a lot of comments about that. Haha! I totally think he's gonna win for sure. There's this other girl, Stevie Wright. Ya, she's cool too. And she got in to the Top 12 as well I think. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, enough AI talk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got my pay for the days I worked in February. Got $60, not bad for 3 days, in which one day I only worked like 3 hours. I have totally decided, since I'm not in such a rush to buy the pendants anymore, I can take my time to raise the money. Moreover, I can already buy the first on my list, which is Crisis Core. And then, I will buy Re:CoM, and then the res of the money will be saved till I can exchange it into American dollars so that I can giv eto Sherina to Help me buy if her mum allows. Hope she can though, or else my life will be ruined, and I have no other choice but to take the other crazy way to get hold of the pendants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, first, I gotta scrimp and save as much as possible, eating half a cup of instant noodles every week, and work my butt off till I can get enough money to buy a plane ticket to Tokyo. Also, I need to work for more money so that I can book a hotel room to stay, and also money to actually buy the pendant. That would not only burn a hole in my wallet, it's gonna disintegrate my whole wallet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gonna be working tomorrow again. It's time I started booking for the BBQ pit, and start making calls for the March BBQ. Good bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6532035824760917498?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6532035824760917498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6532035824760917498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6532035824760917498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6532035824760917498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/anyone-watched-american-idol-well-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SawX8zhel9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/_SqCS3NDvCA/s72-c/adam+lambert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7395681067598795389</id><published>2009-03-01T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:37:59.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My purpose is nothing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308201526520791442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SaqFKhB1QZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/5buVjnnOoOU/s320/Nutters" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Nutters. Absentees: Olivia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SaqFK_g6wbI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nG9n7eOULIM/s1600-h/Me%2BJR"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308201534704239026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SaqFK_g6wbI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nG9n7eOULIM/s320/Me%2BJR" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JiaRui and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are the only two photos with me in them, but I could not get hold of the group photo, though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, today is the most depressing day of my entire meaningless life. Meaningless, as in, my purpose for living has been dashed. Getting 19 for my GCE 'O' Levels is peanuts to what I have to go through right now. Ruthless, it questioned my reason for working, my reason for saving my money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough with the heart-wrenching universe that is my life. The dilemma I am in right now is: MY PENDANT ONLY SHIPS WITHIN THE UNITED STATES! When I first saw that notice this morning, my tears were just about to flow out like tidal waves, but they did not. The bombshell dropped on me, poisoning me with sting of depression, and at the same time hatred. Why do Singaporeans have to suffer from this agony!? I rather die from earthquakes, tsunamis, and hurricanes combined than to stay safe and not have my preciousssssssssssss beside me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The whole time when I was working today, I kept asking myself, "Why are you still doing here?" The fire inside me suddenly just died out. I grew fatigued just by walking to the shop. Giving me the pleasure of killing ten of the Geylang Street Whore won't even ease my pain and agony. Okay, so maybe it will, alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's no point in blogging about it anyway. All the more I will feel deplorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7395681067598795389?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7395681067598795389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7395681067598795389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7395681067598795389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7395681067598795389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/03/nutters.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SaqFKhB1QZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/5buVjnnOoOU/s72-c/Nutters' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4692692827298428726</id><published>2009-02-28T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:47:32.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JiaJia&apos;s birthday celebration at AMK Hub.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I just got back from AMK Hub. Today was super duper draining but still, it was very fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am cos of my unbearable aching bones. My spine felt as though it has been bent. Tried to stretch but to no avail. Managed to fall asleep again and woke up at around 10am. Went to SATA Clinic at AMK for the medical checkup. The queue of Polytechnic students was never-ending, to the point where the doctor had to come out and request for the rest of the queue to come back the next day for their checkup. Took an X-Ray test, a urine test, an eyesight test and took my height and weight. I think I stopped growing already. I'm totally afraid of that. I do not want to be stuck at 171cm. My target is 178cm. Height is pretty essential for an appearance-conscience person like me. But the good news is I managed to maintain my weight, even after the mountains of junk food and sweet stuff I have devoured. Like, I really don't know how I do it. I keep thinking I'm pass the 100kg mark every time. But it is always at the 80+kg range. I don't even exercise. Hmmm, if I actually go on a regulart exercise, I can actually slim down. I have a hunch my metabolism rate is exceptionally high, just that my food intake is too great for mere metabolism to burn. Okay, enough with the health issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the medical checkup, I went to ge the present from the car and left for AMK Hub. Waited for Kim to arrive. Went to AMK Jubilee's Popular to get a card. Walked back to AMK Hub to search for a large enough bag. Managed to get one, and settle down at the foodcourt. It felt annoyingly awkward to finish decorating the card at the foodcourt, but we still managed to do it. You have no idea the thousands of lies we had to tell JiaJia so that we can get it finished. We lied to her that we took around 2 hours to reach there, but actually we were always in the mall. Met up with the Bear family, the rest of the Nutters, JieSheng, LianZhi and Daryl finally, and we had to ask everyone to finish the card discreetly, in the washroom. After that, we went to play pool at the ancient, primordial building just outside AMK Hub. Jiehui came, and after a few more rounds, we went to Nebo. Had dinner, and watched Underworld: Evolution. It was JiaJia and Jiahui's supposed first M18 movie, so it was not surprising that they were freaked out. To the rest of us, we were just making fun of the gory and violent parts, and also the sexual scenes. I think we have grown immune to the gore and violence after so many of these kinds of shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought in the cake with the birthday song, and JiaJia, MJ, and I could finally relieve ourselves at the washroom. Gave JiaJia her present. 100% Crumpler goodness! Settled the bill and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired and sleepy. Goodbye. Shall post photos when JiaJia sends me them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4692692827298428726?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4692692827298428726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4692692827298428726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4692692827298428726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4692692827298428726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-i-just-got-back-from-amk-hub.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1008316667718038491</id><published>2009-02-27T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:08:39.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JiaJia&apos;s birthday.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work today was exhausting! Got really wet and dirty cos of all the washing and all the accidental spills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, JiaJia couldn't book a pit on time, so I guess we are not having a barbeque after all.  At least I know that I that I gotta book very early for the March one. Gonna be celebrating JiaJia's birthday tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too exhausted to make any substantial posts. Gonna get the medical-checkup tomorrow morning. Having a NERVY B. ! Hope the doctor doesn't recommend me to get a blood test. They say your hand will feel weak after a blood test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1008316667718038491?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1008316667718038491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1008316667718038491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1008316667718038491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1008316667718038491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-today-was-exhausting-got-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7884033949839728087</id><published>2009-02-26T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:16:44.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 BBQs.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just completed my pre-enrolment stuff on the site. Tons of useless crap needed to be filled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to school with MJ, Kim, Olivia, and JieSheng today. JiaJia left before I came. :[ Kim then left for her tuition job. Chatted with Mr. Tien after walking around the whole school. Left school at around 6.30pm. Waited with MJ for Kim to come to CP. Kim and I then went to have dinner and then went for our 'night job'. We then went back at around 9.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Saturday! I can finally get my sotong! Yay! I can sponsor 25 squids if I can get a styrofoam box to store them. It was supposed to be at a country club at Tuas(Not the industrial area.) but JiaJia couldn't book in time. So we will be having it at ECP. Gonna be having fun with the clique, the Bear Family, JieSheng, and Daryl. Too bad Daryl and Olivia can't go. We will make a speech for the absentees, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, speaking of ECP, I will be planning the 'clique' outing. Gonna be inviting about half of the class. It is strictly a clique and close friends outing. Not to sound biased and stuff, but I can't handle so many people, especially when it concerns money and food. It is so hard to get money and sometimes people say, ''Er, see first." Like, what am I supposed to assume? If I don't include that person in, he/she will blame me if she wants to eat. If I do include he/she in, he/she will blame me telling him/her to spend money. What if there are 10 of those people? Then, where the hell am I supposed to get the money to buy the food? I know I am working, but I definitely don't have enough to get all the food before everyone pays me. So, I will have to say no to people who wants to invite more people. I do not want to sound like a jerk, but there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7884033949839728087?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7884033949839728087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7884033949839728087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7884033949839728087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7884033949839728087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-completed-my-pre-enrolment-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5849499277153075851</id><published>2009-02-24T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:04:17.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Starting work tomorrow, though the job is depressingly low. To heighten my month's pay, I decided to get another job. I'm gonna be calling JiaJia's tutoring agency. Like this, I can make more money and I can finally get my pendants before they are taken off the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today. Helped my mum make an Oreo Cheesecake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I have something interesting to say, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5849499277153075851?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5849499277153075851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5849499277153075851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5849499277153075851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5849499277153075851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/starting-work-tomorrow-though-job-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5015950771991366584</id><published>2009-02-23T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:57:43.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clique + friends.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent the whole night thinking about the class outing yesterday. Decided to make it just a small clique outing, while inviting some more closer classmates. It's kinda too difficult to plan a class outing by myself, and it is also too trouble some to call everyone. So, ya, I guess 4E shall just die down like this. Not to sound pessimistic, but it is true. Everyone is schooling, and I don't wanna bother them as well, then I also don't have much time planning since I am starting work soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I decided on a barbeque at ECP. I haven't had a BBQ in like 4 months. I can't even remember how my last BBQ was like. Oh wait, that was at JianYu's place. Oh ya, but I didn't eat much anyway, cos of some selfish inconsiderate people, so that wasn't quite a pleasant BBQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5015950771991366584?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5015950771991366584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5015950771991366584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5015950771991366584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5015950771991366584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/spent-whole-night-thinking-about-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7561276096891312189</id><published>2009-02-22T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T09:32:07.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second job.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Marine Parade. Will be notified of the job tomorrow. I can finally get a stable job. Yay! FYI, I am going to work at a BUBBLE TEA shop. Kinda comical, don't cha think? But it's not just bubble tea, I have to learn how to use the fryer, the waffle maker and blender. These things freak me out. Come on, I am afraid of the oven. Lol. I know, it is funny. But at least the shop is super close to my place and I can finally raise some money for my pendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-read the enrolment package, and I still can't comprehend a single damn thing in there. It's like reading the back of potato chips from Japan or something. And I haven't filled in any form, mainly cos I have no idea which I should fill. But at least there is something to cheer me up on this. I GOT A CRUMPLER! Yay! Thanks to my cousin and aunt, I got to use it for my school year. It is huge! Haha! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly just wanna make it a small outing for the clique and other friends. But that would make things obvious, so I guess I have no choice. Oh well, they aren't on top of the world right now anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7561276096891312189?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7561276096891312189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7561276096891312189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7561276096891312189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7561276096891312189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-came-back-from-marine-parade.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7365836065239138085</id><published>2009-02-21T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:20:24.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mixed feelings.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been playing Miniclip games all day long. Yes! This is how boring I am! I want my job! I want my pendant! I want my ring! I want my static arts! I want it to be preoccupied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having mixed feelings about heading into Interior Design. I am actually quite psyched about the course. Artistic people gathering, so fun! But I gotta get through the fuckloads of forms and whatever crap. Oh, and that stupid medical check-up. I am so scared that the doctor may wanna do a blood test, and moreover, I gotta pay for it! Extra 20 bucks. I can buy half a Cactuar plushy with that! Anyway, I just found out that the Architecture course isn't in the School of Design. Apparently it is in the school of Built Environment, and students do not need a notebook. Wow, primitive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main sites I have been visiting is Nigella Lawson and Rachael Ray's sites. I just love their show! I always wake up and it is The Rachael Ray Show! Okay, so I'm a hopeless foodie. Sue me!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Will be trying out some recipes these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having mixed feelings about planning the class outing. I don't know why, but I just don't think 4E can ever be bonded again. I mean, we have no classroom, so I guess some don't really bother or something. No, I'm not having a male-ish PMS. I'm just kinda reluctant to plan something that not many people would appreciate. And people close to me know that I do not want to invite some people there. But if I do not invite this or that person, their clique won't go, then the clique close to them won't go, and so on. Stupid butterfly effect! Hmph. I will think about when my insomnia kicks in later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7365836065239138085?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7365836065239138085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7365836065239138085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7365836065239138085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7365836065239138085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-been-playing-miniclip-games-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3447762552106357233</id><published>2009-02-21T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:22:57.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy afternoon.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally bored today. I was supposed to make some Jumbleberry Crumble today, but I woke up too late and my mum had to use the kitchen to make a new batch of strawberry cheesecake, cos the last batch was spoiled in the fridge when my mum had to fetch my brother from bowling yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of yesterday, I saw Nancy Lam at Heartland Mall yesterday. She has long permed hair now, weird. Anyway, I am so bored at home these days cos there is no work! Sheesh, I need a stable job! I need to buy my PENDANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be baking and cooking these days. Nothing much to do, and I'm so so so lazy to go jogging. I hate jogging around the park here. It is so, uuuuuuggghhh. Rather jog on a trackmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I am planning to plan a class outing with all the free time on my hands. I have been wanting to go to ECP for a long time now. I don't know why, I really have no mood to try to learn how to ride a bike. I am just not in a mood for learning anything recently. I rather stay in my comfort zone when I have the chance. I will prolly learn how to ride a bike when we have a clique outing, though. Anyway, I don't think biking during a class outing is a good idea, cos that's not a way of 'catching up'. Anyway, I have no idea when the March holidays are. Hmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3447762552106357233?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3447762552106357233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3447762552106357233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3447762552106357233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3447762552106357233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-bored-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3976823523295075842</id><published>2009-02-20T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:07:04.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sheesh kebabs! I was happy to see my Enrolment Package today, but once I opened it, I just wanted to burn every single FORM in it! God, there's practically a gazillion forms in there to fill in, and they are merely just for payment! Oh, and I have to get a medical checkup! Oh my god! I hate anything medical! If the doctor needs me to have a blood test, I rather have him put me to sleep then take my blood. I don't mind paying double! I hate the sight of blood, okay maybe just my own, though I do like the taste of blood(I am not mental!). Also, the SP guidebook has all the attire rules. TOTALLY NAN CHIAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked up the diploma-plus thing, and I am so psyched about it! I NEED to get in if there is any chance I can walk on the red carpet. I NEED to get into the Theatre Performance and Production and get my Certificate in Theatre Performance and Production(CTPP). But the sucky thing is, only 25 people can get chosen each year. And among all the hundreds of SP students, I have to fight, brawl, tear, slash my way through to the 25 spots available. Should I not get chosen, I shall dedicate my life to becoming a serial killer, killing all the 25 people and lecturers in the most gruesome way possible. To make it worse off, it is by invitation ONLY. The lecturers will judge by our aggregates and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to go to the SP Roadshow to get my laptop. As recommended by the lecturers, I should get a High-End HP Pavillion dv6700. MacBooks aren't very favourable in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go freak out over everything! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3976823523295075842?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3976823523295075842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3976823523295075842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3976823523295075842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3976823523295075842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/sheesh-kebabs-i-was-happy-to-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5675051475708177659</id><published>2009-02-19T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:07:26.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need my stuff badly.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty much alone in the house, and when I'm out too. I don't have really have anyone to do stuff with, stuff I always wanted to try. What are they you may ask? I want to try out pottery, cooking, squash, planting, and spending time at TCC. It's like, chicken soup for the teenage soul, cept for the squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another boring day wasted cos I am not working today. I bet MFM isn't gonna call us. Hmph. I need cash! I need cash badly! I need my pendant badly! I need my Crisis Core badly! I need my Dissidia badly!(though it only comes out in June.) I need my Re:CoM badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally acting like a baby but I don't care, I want my stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5675051475708177659?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5675051475708177659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5675051475708177659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5675051475708177659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5675051475708177659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-pretty-much-alone-in-house-and-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8550269996687682365</id><published>2009-02-19T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:16:58.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job No. 2.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home from Junction 8. Went for the job interview. I think I screwed it, badly. I had to say I was a little stubborn. Good going Nigel! I need money really badly! I want my money for my pendant! I hope it doesn't get sold out. That would suck shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 156 home. Met LX, YanLing and Jolin on the way. Loooooooooooooooooong time since I met them. Hmmm, suddenly gave me an idea to plan a class outing for the March holidays. Hmmm, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go do something boring, whcih is thinking of something to do. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8550269996687682365?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8550269996687682365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8550269996687682365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8550269996687682365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8550269996687682365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-got-home-from-junction-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5468205051312566949</id><published>2009-02-18T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:21:33.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insufficient chi-ching.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am going to be changing my job tomorrow. Reason's cos we are not stable workers and we practically work only once a week. At this rate Sherina will raise enough money to buy her plane ticket by December, of next year. We will be heading to Manhatten Fish Marke tomorrow for an interview. 5 bucks an hour, great. Not much worth it, but at least I make more money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is what I want, no, must buy, to save myself from the clutches of insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304172292245901298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZw0mNrJT_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/72PLg3zmufY/s320/wishlist11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;FINAL FANTASY VII Silver Pendant CLOUD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;US$189.99&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304168744557057522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZwxXtgNlfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xW7Oc61ZuYg/s320/wishlist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINAL FANTASY VII Materia Pendant HOLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;US$126.99&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304168740950972306" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZwyDtxD3qI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/AfhNSvha1Iw/s320/wishlist7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KINGDOM HEARTS Crystal Pendant SORA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;US$115.99&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169497405309362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZwyDiFOQbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zRcUHjYoOSs/s320/wishlist8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KINGDOM HEARTS Crystal Pendant ROXAS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;US$115.99&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169497723598626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZwyDjRG9yI/AAAAAAAAAcg/DIzZQ8NZBQA/s320/wishlist9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KINGDOM HEARTS Silver Charm SORA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;US$54.99&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169504290997714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZwyD7u5hdI/AAAAAAAAAco/YeLTMITshwk/s320/wishlist10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KINGDOM HEARTS Silver Charm HEARTLESS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;US$50.99&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am going to work extra hard to get the first silver pendant. I must get it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5468205051312566949?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5468205051312566949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5468205051312566949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5468205051312566949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5468205051312566949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-going-to-be-changing-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZw0mNrJT_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/72PLg3zmufY/s72-c/wishlist11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8745507457598369365</id><published>2009-02-17T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:37:29.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New links.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;NEW LINKS ARE UP! Feeling pretty accomplished today! I just linked up sites of games and shows I so totally love. If you take a look at the merchandising store, I have a whole basket of stuff I am dying to get a hold of. But that kind of cash is totally out of my league. I roughly estimated the money I need in total, and it is about $4000 Singapore dollars. I want the jewelry so badly. They look so totally cool-rific! Just take a look at this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303774102606377154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZrKchrE8MI/AAAAAAAAAbY/t94lQ7oM4Pk/s320/ff7+necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Cloud Strife Silver Pendant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cost: US$189.99 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just makes me wanna reach into the screen and slap the merchandising director till he makes this pendant free. Sheesh kebabs! It's only silver. It's teens who like this game! Not billionaires!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Gonna go mourn over my poor-ness. Bye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8745507457598369365?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8745507457598369365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8745507457598369365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8745507457598369365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8745507457598369365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-links-are-up-feeling-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ajLkZpQn10U/SZrKchrE8MI/AAAAAAAAAbY/t94lQ7oM4Pk/s72-c/ff7+necklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2242922039727535249</id><published>2009-02-16T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:44:28.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been very duhhhhhhhhhh lately, since everyone is in school and all. Ain't much with just the half of the clique. Today, I have finally started my plans for cooking at home, with my mum. I have been waking up very late for the past few weeks so I just couldn't find the time to buy the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Monday, and I used to be really agitated on this dreaded day. But now, I await Monday with anxiety, cos Channel 5 has got awesome shows from 10pm right till 1am. It starts with Desperate Housewives, Private Practice, and then Grey's Anatomy. The first and last shows are the best in the fourth season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the release of the O 'Level' results, I used to blog a lot. Now, I am just so exhausted and lugubrious to care about this blog, especially when no one tags anymore, cept for Olivia. Even that passer-by douchebag is gone. Obviously, he ran out of insults so I guess he ain't coming here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has around 2 more months till it is time for it to rest in peace, and let a new blog take its place. Its wings are ready to cease its radiance, it is ready to take them off. This is my first and only blog. It is not easy to let it go. I can't just go, "Farewell blog" without feeling depressed or guilty. My mind is a little too complicated for others to fathom. I live life in a very ironic way, and sometimes it can annoy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short paragraphs, my posts have been filled with short paragraphs. I used to write long paragraphs so easily, sometimes I have to stop my myself. Now, no matter how long I spend on a post, it ends up short, unsatisfied with the capacity of information it has. Like right now, I spend 10 minutes on this paragraph and it is still so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I am feeling so ugh to write any substantial sentence. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2242922039727535249?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2242922039727535249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2242922039727535249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2242922039727535249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2242922039727535249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-has-been-very-duhhhhhhhhhh-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7163456873886508467</id><published>2009-02-14T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:09:35.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 3 minutes away from the end of Valentine's Day, which was totally awesome! Had a very &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FORMAL&lt;/span&gt; dinner with the clique today. Yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FORMAL&lt;/span&gt;! I totally hate this word as of today. Next time, no matter how formal an outing is gonna be, I am sticking to bermudas and tees from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MOF today for dinner. I wasn't dressed for my age. I was dressed like a 28 year old. But anyway, I had sukiyaki today! It was awesome! Had this potato seafood salad too. It was really good with mayo. After dinner, I had a Macha Kakigori. It was awesome too, especially the soft serve on top! As the name suggests, it really is soft! And JiaHui's dessert had &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;CORNFLAKES&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;AGAR AGAR&lt;/span&gt;! Haha! Had a great time there. Felt like vomiting after dinner. Went to the Fountain of Wealth to settle the bills. Totally random, but we got chased out. Took a group after that and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally wasted all my salary on this Valentine's Day, but it's okay. Need to work more to get my Crisis Core and I have to save up even more for Dissidia: Final Fantasy. All the protagonists and antagonists in the Final Fantasy series come into one game. How cool is that?!!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7163456873886508467?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7163456873886508467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7163456873886508467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7163456873886508467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7163456873886508467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-3-minutes-away-from-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8005731380965902172</id><published>2009-02-10T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:55:36.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weak.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for a while lately. Reason's cos I need to get my head back together in one piece, especially when all the depressing news came to me all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am officially not a student-to-be of Ngee Ann Polytechnic. I am a student-to-be of Singapore Polytechnic, where practically no one I know is going to. Checked out the course information for Interior Design, and I'm not liking what I see. It seems very stressful and the envionment doesn't seem very conducive. Moreover, there isn't an internship module at all. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to quit my job earlier than I expected. I totally need these two months to settle down and gather all my strength, or what is left of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8005731380965902172?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8005731380965902172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8005731380965902172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8005731380965902172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8005731380965902172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/havent-been-blogging-for-while-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4344198109852683175</id><published>2009-02-08T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:04:18.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and Video.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sound'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god! I am so freaking out right now! Tomorrow is the appeal results! I am so nervous! I know I know, nothing fortunate has been happeing to me when it comes to education. 2 setbacks, now I really hope my appeal will be successful. If not, I will seriously cry my guts out, even if I got into my second appealed choice. The 2nd and 3rd choice are just choices I use to fill up the space. I NEED TO GET INTO NGEE ANN POLY!! My life will be over if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go watch anime. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4344198109852683175?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4344198109852683175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4344198109852683175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4344198109852683175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4344198109852683175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-god-i-am-so-freaking-out-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4096963071264114332</id><published>2009-02-07T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:28:12.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Reunion.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from the Family Reunion. It was fun, though I didn't win the lucky draw. The food was nice, though I thought the menu was not well selected. The cereal prawns were merely touched. I think less than 10 were eaten, mostly by me. The desserts were pretty bad. It was commented that the tau suan was horrible, and the yam paste was too diluted. I KNEW WE SHOULD TAKEN THE CHOCOLATE MOUSSE! And the cereal prawns should be switched with the sotong. But it is okay, cos in the next reunion, most probably 3 years later, I will be volunteering to take care of the food and lucky draw(Hehehe.). But overall it was a successful event. They did put photos of me when I was like still in kindergarten, when I was practically anorexic or something. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family tree was very nice. I have a copy pasted on my wall. Hmmm, oh yes, there was a very funny thing that happened to me just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was heading to the bar to get a glass of coke. But the waitor was preoccupied with clearing the tables, so I went in the counter to get some myself. I was finding the glass for soft drinks, which was of a different size from the wine glass. Then a uncle-in-law or something came up to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relative: Give me my stout.&lt;br /&gt;Me: [stunned but still smiling] Er, ok.&lt;br /&gt;[Takes up a bottle from the ice]&lt;br /&gt;Relative: No not this one. [puts it back and takes stout out]&lt;br /&gt;Relative: Okay, open.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh, errrr... [stunned]&lt;br /&gt;Relative: Huh, don't know how to open ah?&lt;br /&gt;[Waitor carries table towards storage room and crashed something with a loud bang, catching everyone's attention]&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oooookay. [quickly pours coke into a wine glass and runs away.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go watch anime now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4096963071264114332?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4096963071264114332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4096963071264114332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4096963071264114332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4096963071264114332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-came-back-from-family-reunion.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2008161071960792201</id><published>2009-02-06T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:29:35.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aching bones.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from work, freaking work. I am SO SO SO SO SO EXHAUSTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't already know, I'm a goddamn waitor. Today, I had 2 shifts! What the hell. I had to wake up at 8am and I had to travel to Tanjong Pagar and woke my ass off from 11am to 3pm. I was working at a Nonya Chinese Restaurant. Got scolded by the mean bitch who was in charge or something. She is so unprofessional, cos she was shouting at us in front of everyone. After the shift we rushed to Suntec City and we started working again. Sheesh, the job starts at 7pm. We don't need a 4 hour briefing. And by the way, I was using today's experience to judge how long I was planning to work. And I am stopping work by the end of the month. And I have already decided on the first thing I'm gonna spend my money on: A FULL BODY MASSAGE! My bones will probably get osteoporosis or something by the time I'm 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go sleep now. I am sensing a cramp when I'm sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2008161071960792201?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2008161071960792201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2008161071960792201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2008161071960792201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2008161071960792201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-from-work-freaking-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2613253538272509884</id><published>2009-02-05T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:27:13.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am officially back to depression mode again. Today, Sherina and I went job-hunting. Firstly, we went to the job interview as a telemarketer. They only offer one vacancy so we turned it down. Finally, we settled down to have lunch. Walked to Raffles Place and went to Robinsons. Walked around and waited till 1pm for the interview. Filled in the application form. They seemed totally unprofessional, cos they didn't even have pens for us! And the guy was pretty rude. Dozens of people started coming, and my mood totally shot down like lightning. Hate crowds, especially when three-quarters of them are probably gangsters. And the job sucked shit. We have to undergo training from the 2th to the 13th of March, and the job's only from 17th to 30th March. I don't wanna go train and work with a bunch of alcoholic smokers. So, I decided not to go for the interview, and Sherina was pretty pissed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Far-East Plaza and we searched for the agency at the sixth level, HARD! And then, we realized we were at the wrong place. IT WAS FAR-EAST SHOPPING CENTRE! Walked for miles and finally reached there. The place looked like it was there before the beginnning of time, SERIOUS! It looked like it was from prehistoric times or something. Went to the agency. Got the job. Just like that, haha. I'm a waitor! But there was a catch, a stupid freaking catch: My hair has to be BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, that was how my hair turned black over the evening. Went to get business pants, and leather shoes. Though I wasn't a blonde, my hair totally made me freaking sad, cynical, and annoyed. Gonna go turn in early now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2613253538272509884?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2613253538272509884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2613253538272509884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2613253538272509884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2613253538272509884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-officially-back-to-depression-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8210036487137062891</id><published>2009-02-04T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:56:44.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanford.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like the new song? It is called Memories Of You, the sad sng from Persona 3 I mentioned before. The song may not sound as funeral-ish as you thought, but it definitely enhances the sadness in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just psyching myself up for school just now. I know, I am not the guy that would go, "Yay! SCHOOOOOL!" But anyway, I went to look for the release date of the appeal results, which is next Monday, 9th of February, after 2pm. Really hope to get into Film, Sound, and Video. I'm starting to aim high, like trying to get the scholarship to get into Stanford. Ya, Stanford! Imagine, when I go working, I go like, "I am from Stanford University in the States". How cool is that!? Totally beats NUS. Well, anyway, if I can't get into Stanford, then I don't mind NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8210036487137062891?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8210036487137062891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8210036487137062891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8210036487137062891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8210036487137062891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-new-song-it-is-called-memories-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3025784384966821945</id><published>2009-02-04T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:44:18.059-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Part-time job and Persona 3'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sherina came over to my place today to look for some jobs that seemed nice. Ended up with only a few, and we got to go to a telemarketing interview tomorrow. We are also gonna go to some places to look for job vacancies. Feeling dead beat right now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298890383058834674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SYlwuon0lPI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/23sJexy08R8/s320/persona3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298889147613431810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SYlvmuOryAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/e-vuJUAkXkk/s320/persona3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished playing Persona 3 a few days ago. It had a silently sad ending. Though I did not burst into tears, I knew that the sadness was there. It is not stupid to be sad over a game. I knew that tears were flowing back in, tidal waves of it. The song that accompanied the ending made me sadder than ever. The song reminded me of the pain of parting with people close to you, and also the pain of losing a friend. I looked up Youtube and there many people who commented that the ending was really cool and sad at the same time, and some even cried, even guys. This game has seriously changed the way I think. It just makes you want to spend all day with your friends, though in the game hanging out was to strengthen social links. Well, if anyone believe in Tarot cards, I am of the Hierophant Arcana, feel free to hang with me. &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/3053966429586192822-3025784384966821945?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3025784384966821945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3025784384966821945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3025784384966821945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3025784384966821945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/sherina-came-over-to-my-place-today-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajLkZpQn10U/SYlwuon0lPI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/23sJexy08R8/s72-c/persona3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3950863482979198331</id><published>2009-02-02T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:52:08.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minimum wage.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 12.30pm today. I am considering getting a job for the next month. Hope Sherina's job hunting is going well, cos I am gonna go work with her. I don't wanna drag myself to Takashimaya to work for a lousy pay, like Fashion Lab. I don't want to bust my feet for a mere $4 bucks per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I want a job that requires minimal standing (My heel looks like that of an 80 year old woman), I don't mind perspiring though. I want a reasonable pay. Also, I don't wanna wear a stupid uniform, cos uniforms are totally behind me already. Oh, I also don't want a job which requires me to be a part janitor as well. I will die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, nothing much these days. Everyone is in school. Hmph, if only everyone was free now, my life won't be boring right now. Hope I will get a good job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3950863482979198331?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3950863482979198331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3950863482979198331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3950863482979198331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3950863482979198331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/woke-up-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5174050046678639118</id><published>2009-02-02T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:54:08.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sambal Sotong.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I went to WeeKiat's place for a movie marathon with Sherina. Met her at Kovan in the afternoon and had lunch at KFC. After that, I went to buy herbal eggs and a seafood pizza. Met up with WeeKiat and his girlfriend and went off to his house. Ate an egg on the way, and it totally sucked, BAD! It is like, the herbal-ness of the egg totally brings out the icky rotten egg smell of the egg yolk. Moreover, I could see the egg yolk wasn't totally cooked. It still had a bit of yellow liquid below the solid egg yolk. Like, eeewwww. And the woman at the store was bitchy, she didn't even peel the egg shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Date Movie, which totally disgusted me. And we had censor it from Lynn practically the whole time. Not something little girls should be watching at that age. I had to sensor my blog from her too. Left at 7, and my neck was seriously killing me. Had dinner at Pow Sing Restaurant, and you know what? I HAD SAMBAL SOTONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5174050046678639118?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5174050046678639118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5174050046678639118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5174050046678639118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5174050046678639118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-went-to-weekiats-place-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-799373253980877141</id><published>2009-02-01T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:40:32.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUCK'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fever is better now, my runny nose is slight. Tomorrow, people close to me shall part, while I remain in this isolated island. It has been known to me that it is unevitable, it will come no matter what, even if my life was sacrificed. Whatever, my mind and body is too tired to pen down my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fuckers told me that my bad attitude towards them has resulted in my recent major setbacks. I don't believe them. My bad attitude is what kept me from being both sad, angry, and a total failure. It is not my problem, it is them. Their negative attitude towards my being has poured bad luck all over me. They have totally forgotten their roles as parents. Where is the support? How I envy other people. They have parents who support them, and console them when they are sad, unlike the shit I have to face. I get sad, I get pissed off more by them. I get angry, they piss me off somemore. And whatever I do, they just hate it. You know what? I can't even choose for myself. I have to fucking force my voise to get it to their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! FUCK FUCK FUCK! THIS SHIT IS JUST UNBEARABLE! SOMEONE SHOOT ME TO GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!  FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! 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FUCK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-799373253980877141?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/799373253980877141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=799373253980877141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/799373253980877141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/799373253980877141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-fever-is-better-now-my-runny-nose-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5463084566572075690</id><published>2009-01-31T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:10:33.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want something good to happen.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Garh! When you think it couldn't get any worse than this, it does! I woke up with a sore throat and a blocked nose! And then, halfway through the day, I catch a slight fever! God, I am not supposed to live like this! I am gonna die! Sheesh, nothing good is happening! Ugh, now some fucking noisy motorcycle is pounding my head with it's stupid engine screams! There is no saviour, unfortunately, for it is my life, my future, my everything. To think I could handle life by myself, but I can't. I'm far from it. Hope my life is not dreadful till the military apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the book shall be on hold, till I get my appeal results at least. Everyday before that day shall be lived in fear, they shall be lived with worry, fright, sadness, anger, hatred. Besides, I can't sculpture the plot into a solid, foolproof form. I don't wanna make it sound like another Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging. Plus, it don't think I want to make it funny and jolly at all, especially when I can't think of anything but stabbing the Mass Comm lecturers right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to the Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging OST. Will be giving the other one to Sherina. Looking forward to the movie marathon on Monday. Hopefully I can get well by then. It is cool, cos all three will be free till the parting on March, and I start school on April. Hmph, I don't have a blanky or a Mr. Wha-cha-ma-call-it to hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5463084566572075690?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5463084566572075690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5463084566572075690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5463084566572075690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5463084566572075690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/garh-when-you-think-it-couldnt-get-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8426046945179459595</id><published>2009-01-30T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:47:55.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t be happy all the time.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally back at my computer, not exhausted and ready to rant. First of all, I DIDN'T GET INTO MASS COMMUNICATION! I do not want to be vulgar, but FUCK! What the fuck, the lecturers are so goddamn blind. Vacancies shouldn't have been given to the stupid ugly nerds who probably want to ruin other people's life by going to this course instead of going to prestigious junior colleges like Victoria or Hwa Chong which no one is going to because they only accept people with humongous brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sooooooooooooooorrrrryyy Singapore, you guys just missed a great opportunity to have great stuff on the red carpet. Hmph. Whatever, good luck with people who will probably fail really terribly and bring your course's downfall to an unrecognizable level. Okay, whatever, I am done with this overrated course. Go suck on those losers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from the sleepover cum housewarming. Firstly, we met at CP and we headed to VivoCity to have lunch at Toastbox. We then went to Queensway to buy shoes, but I couldn't find any shoes that were worth looking at. The muah chee there was super cheap, only $1. I also bought one herbal egg, and JiaRui bought 2. After finishing mine, I seriously thought I should have bought 4. Felt like eating eggs right now. Haha. Anyway, we went to JiaHui's place and we walked to coffeeshop to have Botak Jones. Bused back and watched some TV before playing some cards. We then talked and gossiped for a very very very long time. We laughed a lot as well. Fell asleep at around 5am. Woke up at 6.45am and found out our shitty, horrendous, repulsive, disgusting, awful, vomit-inducing posting results, and had breakfast. French fries for breakfast! Went back to sleep until 12.45pm. Left JiaHui's place and headed to Kim's place. Reached the place, and the first thing I did was shower. The bathroom is very cool! Haha! Had pizza and rootbeer. Olivia came, and told JiaHui and I that the appealing is on a first-come-first-serve basis. JiaHui and I practically screamed when we heard it. JiaHui even teared a little. Used Oliva's lappy to appeal, after a terrible ordeal with the Internet connection. Appealed for film, Sound, and Video as my 1st choice, Interior Design as my 2nd, and Integrated Management(I totally forgot what it is called.) as my 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. Feel alseep on the couch from 9pm to 11pm. Watched L Changes The World. I realized the Dr. Kujo is Pumpkin in Memoirs of a Geisha. Anyway, the movie was awesome! Haha, kinda old already, but it was very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very bad things have been happening to me. The ability to forget them and the be happy is getting tougher and tougher by the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8426046945179459595?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8426046945179459595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8426046945179459595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8426046945179459595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8426046945179459595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-finally-back-at-my-computer-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1819322522615474155</id><published>2009-01-27T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:39:04.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want my money back.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT. THE. FUCKING. HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Chinese New Year is making me fucking broke! I lost all the money everyone else gave me for gambling plus my own money! Now, I am left with $10 dollars! This is fucked up! Maybe I shouldn't have said 'shut up'' while praying on Chinese New Year's Eve. And I wasn't even playing with big money. I played with 50 cents! I lost a total of $50+!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have been making plans to kill time during the holidays. I have decided to write a book! It should be a book about me, or at least someone angsty. So, I have come up with a few titles for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Confessions of the Angst-ridden Teenager searching for Unangstification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Life and Times of the Hot-Headed Meatsack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Warning: Angst Grenade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start tomorrow. If Stephenie Meyer can come up with Twilight in her sub-conscious state, imagine the wonders I can do while I am fully conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1819322522615474155?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1819322522615474155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1819322522615474155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1819322522615474155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1819322522615474155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/what_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4889319942217584333</id><published>2009-01-26T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:38:33.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to be rich and I want lots of money.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT. THE. HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very, very very very cashless Chinese New Year. Firstly, I lost 3/4 of my savings on blackjack. Today was not my day, even though I did get a blackjack while being the banker. Now I'm left with $15 to pay Kim for the OST. And when everyone are showering themselves with red packets, I have none. And you know why? Cos a bunch of evil people took all of them away, using them for unknown yet unreasonable purposes. Ya, I need money to survive. Materialistic 101 people, I become very mean when people take away my money, especially when my last source of money is being taken away. How am I gonna live now? Okay, people such as the infamous 'Passer-by' is gonna say that I am a greedy pig or something, but it is true. We can't live without money, and money does buy happiness. Like hello, no one makes people happy by saying, "Your life is filled with peace, harmony, and love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what's wrong with 2009? I wish everyone to get truckloads of cash and all I get are truckloads of angst and ginormous holes in my wallet. And it is not like I spend all my money in a day. If I did, I wouldn't be using my own money for outings. They actually think $10 is enough for a day's outing? Sheesh, what I would do to make Donald Trump my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try to win my money back tomorrow, part of it at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4889319942217584333?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4889319942217584333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4889319942217584333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4889319942217584333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4889319942217584333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-9047805155891953523</id><published>2009-01-25T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:50:54.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="345" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-wGMlSuX_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-wGMlSuX_c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Fear&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be rich and I want lots of money&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about clever I don't care about funny&lt;br /&gt;I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds&lt;br /&gt;I heard people die while they are trying to find them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone knows that's how you get famous&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at The Sun and I'll look in The Mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the right track yeah I'm onto a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's right and what's real anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When do you think it will all become clear?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm being taken over by The Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's about film stars and less about mothers&lt;br /&gt;It's all about fast cars and cussing each other&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter cause I'm packing plastic&lt;br /&gt;And that's what makes my life so fucking fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am a weapon of massive consumption&lt;br /&gt;And it's not my fault it's how I'm programmed to function&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at The Sun and I'll look in The Mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the right track yeah we're onto a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's right and what's real anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When do you think it will all become clear?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm being taken over by the fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about guns and forget ammunition&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's right and what's real anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When do you think it will all become clear?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm being taken over by the fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-9047805155891953523?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/9047805155891953523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=9047805155891953523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/9047805155891953523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/9047805155891953523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/fear-by-lily-allen-i-want-to-be-rich.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6618315975565136077</id><published>2009-01-25T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:11:46.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The new year spells CASH.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great steamboat dinner just now! I finally got to eat SOTONG! Anyway, I am so psyched about tomorrow! Blackjack! I don't know why gambling is addictive, cos I have managed to maintain an annual blackjack session. Yes, annual. Once a year only, on Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of trouble sending my well wishes just now. I had to send a gazillion times before they were all successfully sent. Of all replies, I found one very very amusing. YIHAO REPLIED ME! I couldn't stop laughing when he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally bought the shirt I have been eyeiung for a week. It is yellow, second one in my wardrobe. I have a lot of clothes which makes look like a dark stormy cloud. I am gonna wear it tomorrow to my aunt's place. I am also going to wear the pair of shoes I bought at River Island. It has been difficult resisting it's checkered goodness. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to turn in now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6618315975565136077?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6618315975565136077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6618315975565136077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6618315975565136077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6618315975565136077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7561476151440273770</id><published>2009-01-23T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:35:07.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I take off my clothes and it will be shameless/ Cuz everyone knows that&apos;s how you get famous'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, time flies really fast. Tomorrow shall be Chinese New Year's Eve, which only spells one word - STEAMBOAT! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;! I haven't had a steamboat dinner since Christmas. Feeling so excited! My efforts of finding chicken satay will not go down the drain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday's post was really really short. That's cos I was super duper exhausted. Right after my post, I dropped dead on the exercise mattress and fell asleep. Woke up at like 12 midnight, and followed my usual gaming routine. Slept at 4 plus cos I wanted to watch the Rachael Ray Show. Her show has become my top few favourite talk shows! Like, who doesn't like a talk show with food in every episode? The mac and cheese looked awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today at like 11am. Went back to sleep and woke up at 11.45am. Went back to sleep and woke up at 12.30pm. Totally couldn't open my eyes. It was the hardest journey to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coffeeshop&lt;/span&gt; ever. It's like, walking up 4 storeys to your classroom after mugging till 4am. The feeling is terrible. I sat onto the chair at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coffeeshop&lt;/span&gt; as if like I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;paraplegic&lt;/span&gt;. Ate chicken rice. Kinda getting &lt;em&gt;sou&lt;/em&gt; with the chicken rice uncle, cos he knew I was gonna get another plate of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to The Fear by Lily Allen. Really hooked onto this song, and the lyrics are awesome. Will change my song soon. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Thanks JiaHui for sending me the song! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7561476151440273770?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7561476151440273770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7561476151440273770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7561476151440273770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7561476151440273770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-time-flies-really-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5582257046664282178</id><published>2009-01-23T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:46:51.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am like so fucking exhausted right now. Oh gosh, I am practically typing with rock hands. Must be drained from playing pool and cursing at balls that just didn't wanna get into the hole. My mum has been so busy lately I can't go out at all. My OST and shirt hasn't been bought yet! Hmph. But still, I am looking forward to the steamboat on Sunday, which will have SQUID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling more tired thinking. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today's outing was fun. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5582257046664282178?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5582257046664282178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5582257046664282178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5582257046664282178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5582257046664282178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-like-so-fucking-exhausted-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8447005026346257650</id><published>2009-01-22T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:11:59.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just back from AMK Hub. Went for late night shopping with my parents for the steamboat on Sunday. Bought quite a lot of stuff. I think the people from Fairprice, and other shoppers, hate me, A LOT! I am the very 'auntie' guy rumaging through all the stuff to get the best among the stack. For example, I was supposed to get a box of shrimp wontons, and I wanted to get the coldest one. So, I dug through to the bottom to get the bottomost box. Also, I wanted to get some pan-fried satay, but there were a lot of beef and mutton ones. So, I rummaged through everything to get some chicken ones. By the time, I got 2 packets, the beef and mutton ones were scattered everywhere. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go try playing the stupid Petals Around the Rose. I can't stop doing it. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8447005026346257650?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8447005026346257650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8447005026346257650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8447005026346257650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8447005026346257650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-back-from-amk-hub.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8651591859162843220</id><published>2009-01-20T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:20:17.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inauguration and sotong.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god, today was a freaking tiring day. Went back to school to help out with the CNY deco again. It was better than yesterday, though my spiky ball has been mutilated to a PINEAPPLE! That bitch ain't even the head. SHE IS ONLY IN CHARGE OF THE BALLS! Whatever, I know deep down inside spiky balls owns smooth ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, inauguration is today! Well, I am not that psyched about it, though it does sound very grand. Today has been pretty tiring for me, partly cos I slept at 3am and woke up at 10am. 7 hours, not enough for this sloth. I got very hungry today. In fact, I am very very very hungry right now. I am craving for Old Chang Kee's spring'0-s, maybe cos it was hot when I bought them today. Also craving for porridge, shark's fin dong fen, and kway chap. Oh, and most importantly, SOTONG! Oh my god, I haven't ate sotong since the last class outing. I am making myself hungry. GARH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go cold turkey for a while. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8651591859162843220?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8651591859162843220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8651591859162843220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8651591859162843220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8651591859162843220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-god-today-was-freaking-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1666601272099887309</id><published>2009-01-20T04:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:12:23.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very very very pissed off right now. And it's cos of the mutilation of our spiky balls, it is cos of the freaking sleepover. Like seriously, I am confirming with everyone, but no one is replying. It is the least you guys can do. It is like only 2 weeks away from school, but you guys still don't wanna spend the last few days together as a clique. And the worst thing is that it is on Thursday, and it is already Tuesday. I really feel like tearing my hair out waiting for a reply. I am running out of patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1666601272099887309?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1666601272099887309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1666601272099887309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1666601272099887309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1666601272099887309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-very-very-very-pissed-off-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2328576737995361061</id><published>2009-01-19T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T06:39:35.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balls.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm way behind my Mapling schedule, cos I had to do something - doing my brother's Art homework. It is not that he forced me to do it, it is just that I can't let him, and his group have Art perish under their hands. What is worse than a bunch of 13 year old boys who smell like blue cheese? Their artwork, that looks like blue cheese. -.- Fine, they don't appreciate Art, but it doesn't mean they should draw terribly, like YiHao. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went back to school today with Olivia, MeiJun, Cherie, and HuiJing to help Mr. Tien's class with their CNY deco. One word to describe their class spirit - stinky. It is like they don't even wanna win. Anyway, I was really proud of my first lantern I made single-handedly, or shall we call it, ball. It is spiky. But noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, the bitch, or I like to call, bossy balls (Main topic of the day were 'balls', or ya...) wanted ROUND BALLS! So, she took the balls MeiJun and I made home to make them ROUND! I am imagining how my spiky balls are being mutilated by her freaking hands. Too bad it is not my class anymore, or I would have slapped her long ago. Tomorrow, I shall return to that hellish classroom to look at what that bitch has turned my ball into. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go blogsurf now. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2328576737995361061?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2328576737995361061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2328576737995361061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2328576737995361061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2328576737995361061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-way-behind-my-mapling-schedule-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6499560277543163145</id><published>2009-01-18T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:01:17.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8am.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woke up. Initially, I thought it was around 12 noon, and I would have to rush to get ready for school.(No, I ain't retarded. I am going to school for a specific reason only.) But after 30 seconds of convincing myself to get my ass off the bed, I went to check the clock, and I was so damn surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS ONLY 8AM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I woke up by myself this early since the holidays started. I feel so accomplished. Anyway, this means I can have another meal before lunch! Yay! Fine, I am a glutton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go Maple now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6499560277543163145?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6499560277543163145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6499560277543163145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6499560277543163145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6499560277543163145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8676039631000475596</id><published>2009-01-18T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T05:05:31.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prrrrrrrrreeeeeeeccccccccciioooooouuuussssss'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been rather laid back lately, and it feels good, even if I will be putting on gallons of fat. It feels nice, having to be in one's own comfort zone. This lifestyle, I can totally adapt to. Sometimes, I really think was once a sloth. But anyway, my preeeeeecioussssssssssssssssssss(PS2) have been keeping me amused at home, bringing me more surprises everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nothing to talk about anymore. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8676039631000475596?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8676039631000475596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8676039631000475596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8676039631000475596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8676039631000475596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-has-been-rather-laid-back-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-234359799358862396</id><published>2009-01-17T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T05:31:16.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The La La Land Machine'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmjO1p9Oxrk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmjO1p9Oxrk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La La Land - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather happy with myself today. Though it may not seem like much, cos everything is but a bunch of data and textiles, I did a few good deeds in the online world today. Actually, I have been doing a few good deeds in MapleStory. There was a person who was in need of 1k, and he pleaded to me to give him some money. Without hesitance, I gave him the 1k, without expecting anything in return. But he said something which was more than satisfying - "You are very cool". It may not seem much to others, but it gave me a rush of happiness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, someone needed some blue potions, and pleaded to the person beside him. The person ignored him. I had 5 of them in my inventory at the moment, all of which I found. So, I gave him all 5. He said a simple 'ty', but it did a great effect on my luck the rest of the day. I got 5 red books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, shall go play now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-234359799358862396?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/234359799358862396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=234359799358862396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/234359799358862396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/234359799358862396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-rather-happy-with-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1827786556545636882</id><published>2009-01-15T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:40:28.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I just submitted my JAE crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st choice: Mass Communication*cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice: Creative Writing for Television and New Media(New)&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice: Apparel Design and Merchandising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LianZhi just came to my place to print the thingy. Played a little bit of Persona. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I went out with the clique yesterday. It was fun! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I met Olivia at Serangoon Station, and we trained to Compass for lunch with Pearl, Jolyn, JiaHui and JiaRui, but it turns out only Pearl and I are the only ones who haven't ate. We settled down at KFC, totally reminds me of JiaHui's story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, we went to Far East Plaza. Shopped a little. Feeling a little bored, and hungry, I went to find food with JiaRui. Ate Chippy's B.B.F, and the freaking vinegar totally stank up my hand. Searched high and low, and finally found the others. Olivia, JiaRui, and I decided to go play pool, since Jolyn had to leave early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pool was fun, though I hardly touched the ball sometimes, LOL. Played quite a number of rounds. Met Pearl and JiaHui at Dhoby Ghaut Station. Went to Buangkok Station, and walked to JiaRui's house. That walk was the funniest walk I ever had, especially up the stairs, to the 4th storey. We weren't exhausted because of the climbing, but we were tired because of our non-stop laughing. Laughed a lot again at JiaRui's place, and we met Jon and Ms Ng at the nearby coffeeshop. Talked till 11pm, and took 147 home with JiaHui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a very fun time yesterday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1827786556545636882?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1827786556545636882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1827786556545636882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1827786556545636882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1827786556545636882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-just-submitted-my-jae-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8784531986917192404</id><published>2009-01-14T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:07:56.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I am the only one who hasn't submitted the JAE crap, and I had no idea it was already the 15th. I don't know whether should I submit now or submit tomorrow, cos my dad is alseep and it is kinda weird to submit it alone, and at such a timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still feeling pretty down about the whole crappy thing. I don't know, people are telling me to put it behind me. But I should be sad, and it would mean I do care about it. But the two beasts tell me that I am not sad enough. Well, how should I feel? I know I should feel sad, but it doesn't mean I have to. Do I have to prove that I am sad? Like, how can people do that? The degree of sadness, it is hard to define. Must I stand on the edge of the building to prove it? I have cried enough, and I have mourned enough about it. I can't do anything to change it. But if I could, I would be doing whatever it takes right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8784531986917192404?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8784531986917192404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8784531986917192404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8784531986917192404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8784531986917192404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-am-only-one-who-hasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1385649186599455034</id><published>2009-01-14T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:38:10.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 2009, bad bad month. One bad thing happens after another, and it is getting worse. First of all, I had an annoying ulcer on my slimy tongue, which recovered today. Next, my results were horrible beyond the valley of loserville.(My favourite number has turned into my most hated number, ever.) And worst of all, I woke up this morning with a goddamn fucking stiff neck! It is bloody killing me! It hurts so much half of my body is half paralyzed, and I'm not exaggerating. My left hand can't move as fast as before. And it feels numb when I strain it. What the hell did I do to deserve this!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog is going to be retired soon. I'm gonna start anew with another blog. Haven't found the skin yet, but I will change soon. I'm leaving all the animosity and sadness sealed in this online diary of mine, and start happy and crazy. Anyway, I have chose Mass Communication as my first choice. If I managed to get in, I will be exhilarated, even though my results were crappy beyond the valley of crappyville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1385649186599455034?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1385649186599455034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1385649186599455034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1385649186599455034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1385649186599455034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-2009-bad-bad-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8502849788718459747</id><published>2009-01-12T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:40:05.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poly.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so what I predicted was quite close to the real thing. I know, I should be very angry and disappointed at myself, and I am. 2008 was a bad year from the start. I don't know, last year was a rather unlucky year for me, now that I think about it. In all aspects, I seem to have failed terribly. Anyway, rock bottom feels, well, painfully bad. Excruciating, achingly, searing, however you may describe it. But whatever it is, it was self-inflicted. Wasting time on things that don't even matter to me now, they were wrong choices. If I had a chance to change everything, I would. In fact, everything started on that very day, the day life turned bleak for me. I just realize the life I have led was wrong form the start. I can't work with neanderthals at home. I can't work with all the piercing noise from the neanderthals at home. I should have lived alone, like the Japanese people. It seemed so nice. Moreover, I can have sleepovers whenever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they were disppointed with me too, but I don't care how they think. But what pisses me off is their ancient way of thinking. If I do not get admitted into a junior college, it would mean to them that it will be collecting trash for the rest of my life. Anyway, I have decided that I wanna get into a polytechnic. I don't know, it seems enticing, especially the extended holidays. Plus, I don't need to take up so many subjects that I hate. The only subjects that seem to appeal to me in a JC is English, ... and English Literature. Ya, what's the point of entering anyway? In a ploytechnic, at least I can actually like whatever shit I am studying. Okay, he just said Apparel Design sucks cos male designers are stereotyped as gays. WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going into a polytechnic, and I don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8502849788718459747?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8502849788718459747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8502849788718459747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8502849788718459747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8502849788718459747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-so-what-i-predicted-was-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-966376525608073765</id><published>2009-01-11T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:42:14.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am less than 24 hours to getting that death note. I am so freaking out! I know, I have been freaking out a lot cos of the results, but I just can't help it! I wanna redo the exams again! I know my results will be shitty, partly cos I know I didn't give my all for the exams. I should, but I didn't. Can't change it now. Also, very bad things have been happening to me. I am feeling so frustrated and annoyed now, mainly cos of dumb, dumber, and dumbest in the house. they drive me nuts! Gosh, if only I get to be in one of those 'trading places' reality show, it would be so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought my can of hairspray. It looks cool. Anyway, my body is so exhausted by all the tense nerves that I don't have any energy to do anything right now. I'm practically typing with hands tied to an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracles don't always happen, but one must happen tomorrow! My life depends on it! If I don't have good score tomorrow, I will seriously fall into a permanent state of depression. All these nervousness is draining my life source, and I feel like I am gonna collapse any minute. Seriously, I am feeling exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a pretty low expectation of myself. It is good either way - I won't get too upset if I didn't do well, and I will be extra happy if I do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-966376525608073765?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/966376525608073765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=966376525608073765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/966376525608073765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/966376525608073765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-so-i-am-less-than-24-hours-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1792961361513999066</id><published>2009-01-10T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:43:00.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m freaking out.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh bloody hell. Tomorrow is the big day! I am so freaking out! I wanna go back to November 14, and relive my holidays again. I wasted so many days away from the computer, as if I have been cut out from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very very very annoyed and moody now. Retards are surrounding me now. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1792961361513999066?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1792961361513999066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1792961361513999066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1792961361513999066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1792961361513999066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-bloody-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7468029624524570076</id><published>2009-01-10T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:10:20.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21 is a fucked up shitty number.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As the day draws closer, I get more nervous. And that is putting it in a calm way. I'm bloody freaking out! I didn't realize I cared that much about my results till now! I am so scared! I keep bombarding myself with questions abou the future, and I don't feel great at all. Like, if you don't get a single digit on that paper, your life in the country is practically over. I am totally gonna jump out of my bed on Monday. I'm so freaked out. Oh ya, and there is that stupid chore of returning your hair to its original colour. My hair isn't black, it's very very very dark brown. Plus, why should we follow the dress code? It is not like we are still part of that loony bin you call a school. And we didn't want to wear the school uniform, we were forced to. So all this is absolute insanity! If I were that old geezer, I would make style top priority in school! That way, the whole school probably won't hate Mr. Goh that much, and the establishment would be free of all the tension. Anyway, my heart is racing at top speed. I will probably faint on my way to get that piece of death note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ulcer on my tongue right now. Is that a sign? I don't know. I am feeling so freaked out now paranoia levels are over the roof. I am so freaked out! In fact, I'm so freaked out I didn't feel hungry today at all! I wish I could travel back in time to when I first stepped out of the car to wait for Cherie and Jane at the 7-11 store. I will give that Nigel the question papers to the exams. Also, I will tell him refrain from eating porridge and listen in class, oh and that he is gonna drop Geography and not Combined Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna predict my L1R5:&lt;br /&gt;English - B4&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - B4(not a prediction :[ )&lt;br /&gt;E.Maths - A2&lt;br /&gt;A.Maths - B3&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - A2&lt;br /&gt;Biology - C5&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities - C6(fuck History.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK! Oh shit! It's my first time predicting and this is the shit I get! Oh fucking shit! Oh my god! This is a calamity, of cataclysmic proportions! This is bad, very bad! I can't even get into SRJC with this shitty grade! This is a terrible omen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7468029624524570076?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7468029624524570076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7468029624524570076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7468029624524570076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7468029624524570076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-day-draws-closer-i-get-more-nervous.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-7276591367230888099</id><published>2009-01-09T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T07:19:29.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a lot of fun today! In the morning, I went out with Kim, Olivia, Pearl, JiaHui, and Jolyn to VivoCity today. Had brunch at the Kopitiam, and I shared kway chap with Pearl. It was only average, cos the portion of meat was fit for a mouse. Anyway, we started the shopping at Esprit. Everything there was expensive, and the designs were common and average. Then, we went to TopShop. The clothes there were not bad, but none appealed to me strongly. We then went to Forever 21. Since it an all-girl store, I didn't do much there, cept for admiring the scarves with Kim and Olivia. After that, we went to Pull and Bear. The shoes were really nice there, but I didn't any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went to River Island. I really liked a pair of shoes and it was on sale! It costed only $35! Oh my god, it is so nice it is indescribable! Okay, they aren't that perfect, but I still think the design is awesome beyond awesomeville. Anyway, I tried on the 7, but it was a little too big. So, I tried on a 6, of another design, but I couldn't fit. -.- Thus, I got the 7! Yay! I should buy a belt from there. They look really chic and cool. We spent a lot of time at River Island before heading to other shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I bought a shirt from Bossini. It is the first long-sleeved shirt in my wardrobe! Can you believe that? Like, I may buy lots of clothes, but I don't have a long-sleeved shirt till now. And this is shocking but, I do not own a pair of jeans! I just don't like the feeling. It has no elasticity at all, but it is the basic pair of pants humans should own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SuntecCity after that. Walked for a very long time. My heels were killing me. It was as if it is being squished(fine so it is!). Walked JiaHui to her workplace. Walked to MyPlayground. It was utterly ulu there! Anyway, we walked more, and JiaHui finally had her break. We ate at Anime Oasis Cafe. My Aglio Olio was freaking spicy! I also had a mixed berries smoothie. It was okay, compared to the others' iced latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked JiaHui back to her place, and we continued walking, and walking. After that, we went home and blah blah blah. Very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting very nervous about Monday! I don't know why either. I am just so scared I am in a very low position in class, and I can't catch up to the others. It's jealousy, mainly. It is just my nature, can't blame anyone but myself. Also, people are having dreams about the results! I just get dreams about having a tiff with that person. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, shall go Maple now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-7276591367230888099?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/7276591367230888099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=7276591367230888099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7276591367230888099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/7276591367230888099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-lot-of-fun-today-in-morning-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4384951181328158505</id><published>2009-01-07T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:09:03.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the official day is the 12th, which is next Monday. Although I don't care a lot about my future, but AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I am fucking freaking out here! I am really scared that my score is so low I can't even get into a JC. I really do not want to get into ITE. Anyway, I know I can't chnage my fate now, but it is like opening a present and you are thinking if the gift inside is a prank or a DS, but much more important. I do not want to be the laugh of the class. I want to feel happy for CNY. I wanna be happy for everything else till the term starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm FREEEEEEEEEEAKING OUUUUUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4384951181328158505?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4384951181328158505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4384951181328158505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4384951181328158505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4384951181328158505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-official-day-is-12th-which-is-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2528043341166551105</id><published>2009-01-06T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:06:45.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pre-results blues'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am feeling rather puzzled right now. I dont know whether should I sit on the couch and worry about my upcoming results or continue gaming like there is no tomorrow. Olivia invited me to visit some JCs with them. I feel wierd. I am afraid of knowing what lies ahead. I am afraid of entering a world so far away from my comfort zone. I am afraid of stepping into another world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the first few days of 2007. Being in such a new environment, I fell into deep depression. I was fatigued easily, and I slept as early as 10pm. I fell asleep very easily in class as well. I hated the way everyone stared at me like I was some kind of alien. I hated the way people couldn't accept me as a human-being. It was hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2528043341166551105?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2528043341166551105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2528043341166551105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2528043341166551105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2528043341166551105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-feeling-rather-puzzled-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8274105683796941047</id><published>2009-01-06T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T02:04:08.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I am currently taking a break from Mapling, not because I pay attention to the messenges to take a break from Mapling. Anyway, I seriously wanna hang out. I am so used to going out last week, I'm practically craving for it this week. Hmm, I guess it is up to me again to plan the outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, celebrities pursue acting and singing cos it is their passion. But it is not just that to me. I wanna be an actor for a lot more reasons, and passion ain't the main one. According to all the Tarot cards and stuff, I belong to the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hierophant&lt;/span&gt; Arcana, and that means that the two words that embody things that may be a part of me are 'Drama', and 'Hell''. Quite true in a way, especially the first one. It also means that I should get along well with people like Ben Affleck, Lindsay Lohan, Robert De Niro, George Bush, Jessica Alba, and Michella Yeoh. LOL. Anyway, another reason for me wanting to be an actor, is cos of the money, and fame. Seriously, who doesn't want money, cept for monks? With money, I can finally get my dream beachhouse, with 10 bedrooms! Also, with money, I can finally go to Hokkaido. Also, with money, I can hang with everyone and do stuff we never could as a teen, like hanging out at a private resort! Next on the list, I wanna prove to everyone who has doubted me before that I can be cut out for success. Like, seriously, people think that if they can't do it, I can't. Fine, I am at a very diferent acdemic level compared to you guys, but that doesn't mean I will be cleaning toilets for a living. 'Wake up from your dream', 'Stop dreaming', 'Don't think too much', whatever. You can't stop me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have a lot more reasons, but my mood suddenly turned bad. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8274105683796941047?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8274105683796941047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8274105683796941047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8274105683796941047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8274105683796941047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-i-am-currently-taking-break-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8646242928053041295</id><published>2009-01-05T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:12:33.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It draws closer.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been trying my best to live in denial, to live in denial that it is a new year, a new month, and that a colossal change is going to take place very soon in my life. I know, I am not going to be the only one facing this new face, breathing this new air, walking this new field. In fact, everyone beside me is going to. But it still does not help much thinking from that aspect. Even if this is a change for everyone, our paths are not the same. Our paths had crossed one another's, and we had met along the way, but the road is separating again. We will not know when our paths will cross one another's again, and sometimes, it is horrifying. I have been living in denial that my life can be altered by a simple piece of paper, a simple number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pushing everything aside, I have no strength to push, for it gets stronger each day. I always thought I will never be discouraged by it, but now, it is already taking effect. I am scared, I am horrified, I don't want my future to be in rock-bottom. Not even hope can save me now. No one can. I, myself, can't. It has been decided. My chances of success is small, miniscule, puny. I can't think positively for this. No matter how much I wanted to, I can't. If my future is to be bad, it would mean my path will be cut. I will have nowhere to go, my life will be ruined, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are ending soon. I will be facing new things, bad or good I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8646242928053041295?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8646242928053041295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8646242928053041295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8646242928053041295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8646242928053041295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-been-trying-my-best-to-live-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1163233567717093329</id><published>2009-01-04T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:42:00.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was another day of hardcore gaming. People ain't updating their blogs, and my blog seems dead, though I'm still yapping here. No one has come here since Passer-by came. I am still keen on the chalet idea, cos our clique never did it before, mostly because we are broke most of the time. Imagine, just the 8 of us, it would be so fun. Barbequeing till the night ends, chatting till sunrise, under one roof! Not to be rude, but I am awaiting the day Pearl and JiaHui quit their jobs. Like, it ain't fun figuring out dates to have outings. Moreover, this is the holidays! No one should be working during the holidays! It's almost a crime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also looking for people to watch the Thong movie with me. Although it will the 4th time I am watching it, it don't give a freaking damn! Anyway, I also find that there any good songs on the air recently. I am not a fan of rap and rock, so my choices might be slightly limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't went on in 3 days, and it is killing me! I gotta get outta the neighbourhood! I wanna go eat Chippy's calamari and B.B.F.. School is starting soon, and my freedom is ending. This really sucks. I have gotten so used to my current lifestyle, as a sloth. People might think my brain is rotting by the second, but that's not the case at all. I mean, the games I play do require a lot of thinking. And one of them is surprisingly Pokemon. Seriously, you need to device a plan to get the perfect Pokemon, and you need to get it in shape. It ain't just hardcore brain-rotting gamage. It is a strategic game. Also, I have been playing Persona 3 lately, and the graphics are spectacular! Kingdom Hearts Re:CoM is coming soon to America, and it is in complete English! Very psyched about it! Anyway, I do not want to get back into that old boring life of muggage and tests. Now those are brain-rotting. I know, I am a lazy ass, but I just don't wanna study! Who came up with studying anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like buying a set of Tarot cards. They look so cool. I may have got that liking from Persona 3, but it really looks cool. There are 56 cards, and 22 Major cards. The one I like most is the Fool Arcana. I am crazy, but it is true! The cards look so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound so wannabe-ish, but I must master the Bri'ish accent. It sounds so cool! Fine, I fell in love with it in the Thongs movie. It is so, hmm, uh, er, snog-inducing! It sounds really hot! Plus, if you know how to talk like that, you are practically a level higher than everyone else, in a way. It is classy, and people really admire that trait. But it has to sound natural, or it just sounds like you are just another fake, like some people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this post is rather long. Gonna go now. Bye! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1163233567717093329?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1163233567717093329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1163233567717093329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1163233567717093329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1163233567717093329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-another-day-of-hardcore.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5838346629385353526</id><published>2009-01-03T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:41:52.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, it suddenly dawned on me that my life is really empty. I did try to make it meaningful, organising outings, going out on outings, but seriously, it ain't enough. But, I know the thing I want to do to make my life interesting - booking a chalet. But I'm broke! I'm left with $30, and they are used to pay my debts. Grrrr. It is not like I can have money from CNY, cos it would be too late by then. Hmph. Life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone from the clique wants to book a chalet, call me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5838346629385353526?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5838346629385353526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5838346629385353526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5838346629385353526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5838346629385353526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-it-suddenly-dawned-on-me-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3910691307496529080</id><published>2009-01-03T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:01:30.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all! I am currently using my new computer! It feels so new! And it has that new computer smell! LOL. Not quite used to the keyboard yet though, cos I have always been using the keyboard with the chunky buttons. Anyway, I will be looking forward to playing Maple, with minimal lagging! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the computer did bring me much rage today. I was playing Persona 3 on my PS2 when my dad accidentally turned off the power to the TV.(I didn't save my game. :[) It was because my brother caused the computer to go haywire by turning off the computer when it was downloading Maple. I was so pissed just now, they are lucky there were no sharp objects in the room. Anyway, the monitor is goddamn wide! And the CPU, monitor, and keyboard amounted to only $799! What a steal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go re-train my Personas. Friggin' at them now, feel like buying a bunch of throwing knives right now! Well, I always wanted a set of throwing knives. It looks so cool to hurl them at the spinning board. You can see the knife spinning, the edge leaving a swift circular line behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3910691307496529080?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3910691307496529080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3910691307496529080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3910691307496529080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3910691307496529080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-all-i-am-currently-using-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3924434067856583095</id><published>2009-01-02T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:03:37.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so refreshed right now. Today was the gift exchange cum badminton outing. I had a lot of fun. Too bad JiaHui wasn't there, or else we would have cam-whored. I woke up like when my brother was leaving for school, which was around 7am, in the morning. I haven't woke up that early since I went to Kukup. Anyway, I thought I would be late, so I rushed and surprisingly, I got ready by 8am(We were supposed to meet at 8.45am.) So, I went to Compass Point and ate my Sausage McMuffin with egg. I have no idea why, but I find MacDonald hash-browns like the best in the world. Anyway, I finished my breakfast at 8.30. -.- Went to Anchorvale Sports and Recreation Centre. I was punctual! I was the first to arrive, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl came shortly. JiaRui and JiaJia came up from swimming. Kim came. Jolyn came after that. We saw Jane and TeeKuen there! Went up to the court. Exchanged the gifts. It was rather funny. LOL. Anyway, thanks JiaJia for the frame! :] Played badminton. Kim and I never made it to our goal - 8. We only made it to 4. Anyway, we sorta chatted more than we played. Left the court at 11am. Went to Compass to have something to eat. Met LX and clique. Ernest's hair was cool, but I think my mum would chase me with a chopper if I had that colour. By the way, my next hair colour would be a very dark turquoise.(Toradora!) Went down to get my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dong fen&lt;/span&gt;, but they don't sell it anymore! That sucks a lot.  Went home after that. Had more lunch and slept until 8pm. I went to the Borshch Steakhouse today! I love the Shashlik of Chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next Monday I would be joining Sherina and the guys for a movie marathon! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people may think I am way over-sensitive, which I am, but I am really pissed with something. Like, our clique, which is obviously the best clique ever, have such a fulfilling time together, cos we do all kinds of stuff together, from cooking to sports. Some others only know how to do one kind of thing. And now, they decided to follow us. Like, eew? Stop ruining our uniqueness and innovation. Get your own things to do, and stop following us. Get a freaking life! But, I do now they are just jealous. Can't blame them.(Just trying to make myself feel better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3924434067856583095?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3924434067856583095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3924434067856583095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3924434067856583095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3924434067856583095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-refreshed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5646069124740347369</id><published>2008-12-31T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:25:53.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S 2009!(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm a little hesitant about moving on to the next year. But I can't help it. 2008 was a good year for me. There were ups and downs, but I made it through happy in one piece, and with all my amazing friends surrounding me. The thing about 2008 was that I wasn't new to the months ahead that I would be experiencing. And 2 years ago, 3E promised that our bond would be covalent, but what the hay, ain't gonna happen. Empty promises aside, I am still very happy I have an 'Ace Gang', or the Nut-ters, to always hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been so eventful. Hmmm, let me reminisce. *Shrugs chin and flashback*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I made a lot of new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I became a drifter in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I fell into deep depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I made a decision to made something out of myself, in LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I almost fell into the pits of a gender twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hated less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hated again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I stopped hating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I was the epitome of negativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I shed away that negativity shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I became crazily happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I had weird mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I managed to plan a class outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I fell out with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I had friends who decided to hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I was smart enough to just be myself, and be happy about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I was smart enough to realize the real true friends surrounding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I stopped trying to be liked by some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I decided to stop listening to criticism by ex-perfect people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I stopped hanging out with people who would hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I learned that I rather be hated for I am not, than be liked for who I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I learned that true friends don't mind what kind of a person you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I learned that true friends forgive and forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I learned that true friends do not hide their true feelings about me, no matter how bad they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I learned that true friends AREN'T THEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I organized a cooking session by myself, and it turned out to be a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I came up with an idea of a badminton outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I kept in contact with my primary school besties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I screwed up my 'O' Level Examinations beyond the valley of technician-ville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I missed a Chinese exam due to momentary mental disability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I changed to a better phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I watched Angus, Thongs, And Perfect Snogging 3 times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I fell in love with Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I fell in love with Georgia Groome and Aaron Johnson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's about it. Anyway, I watched the Thong movie again. Still as awesome as ever! Haha! Sherina was happy I forced her to watch it with me. Wee Kiat's inner soul was slashed, hard. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year resolutions are very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1) Keep in close contact with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2) Stay in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3) Buy Angus, Thongs, And Perfect Snogging OST and DVD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4) Make myself noticeable to Talent Scouts. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting late. Gonna go Maple now. Happy New Year! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5646069124740347369?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5646069124740347369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5646069124740347369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5646069124740347369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5646069124740347369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6466245572369960139</id><published>2008-12-30T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:17:25.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I haven't been blogging though my computer's fine again. Well, I have been Mapling. And today, I bought my first pre-paid card, 30000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a blast yesterday at JiaJia's place. The clique went to her place to have an R&amp;amp;R cum cooking session. I successfully cooked a dish! I made tomato soup! After watching hours of cooking shows, it finally paid off! Haha. I loved the Shepperd's pie, calamari, and wontons. Can't wait for Friday's badminton outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I am gonna go Shaw Lido to watch Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be the last post of the year, unless my lazy bum can still let me blog tomorrow. This blog is one and a half years old. This year, I have learned many things and experienced a lot. But after all the shit, I still made it out of this year in one piece, and happier than before. Moving on has really helped me get over all the sadness, and grief. But still, I did realize something - If I don't know how to deal with a situation, I inflict hatred on those who gave me that burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next year, goodbye! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6466245572369960139?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6466245572369960139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6466245572369960139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6466245572369960139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6466245572369960139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-so-i-havent-been-blogging-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6085247651133003098</id><published>2008-12-26T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:03:26.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm, even though I stayed at home almost all day, I had a rather merry Christmas yesterday. I had a STEAMBOAT DINNER! We were supposed to go to the Chin Huat Seafood at Novena Ville, but there weren't any reservations. Plus, my dad saw the ratings and he wasn't impressed. So, we went to Chong Pang Steamboat Restaurant at Turf City. It was quite nice too. :] Had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is gonna be a belated X'mas celebration tomorrow. And that means another day of NO Mapling. Okay, my mood has just been terribly ruined by the two Neanderthals at home. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6085247651133003098?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6085247651133003098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6085247651133003098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6085247651133003098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6085247651133003098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmmmm-even-though-i-stayed-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3393519163697458867</id><published>2008-12-24T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:33:34.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck Christmas. Fuck everything. This place is fucked up. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While people are celebrating their fucking Christmas, I am stuck at home with a bunch fucking people cos they are too goddamn fucking busy. Selfish, just selfish. They think it is okay to ruin someone's Christmas cos they know that person would get over it eventually. I can't even vent my anger now. There is nothing for me to break. I can't even do anything right now except stare at the bloody computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Christmas. Santa Claus is your father children! Don't believe in him! No, you will not get coal, unless your parents are lousy weasels! Next year, I am so going to Bora Bora for Christmas, ALONE! IT'S SO MUCH BETTER THAN STAYING AT HOME WITH PARENTS THAT HATES THE FACT THAT YOU HAVE A LIFE! FUCK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3393519163697458867?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3393519163697458867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3393519163697458867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3393519163697458867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3393519163697458867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3841677462390362605</id><published>2008-12-24T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:16:09.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas World!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I have no idea how to celebrate today. I may be going out with my parents, but I can't buy clothes anymore, cos I haven't wore the clothes I bought the other day. I may be watching a movie, and I wanna watch Anugs, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging! And to suit my blog song, I may change my skin too. Lol. I'm hooked to the movie. Gotta watch it again! Anyway, I wanna eat a steamboat dinner  today. I haven't ate a steamboat dinner in eons. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I didn't know it was Christmas tomorrow yesterday. I thought it was only 20th December or something. Time flies like a jet nowadays. Anyway, I have finished making my gift for the gift exchange. Finished it at 4.30am in the morning, so to the person getting it, forgive me for imperfections. But it was fun. Once you start making it, you can't stop, cept for the glue-drying part. I loved the multi-purpose paints. They dry so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go do something silly now. Goodbye, and Merry X'Mas! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3841677462390362605?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3841677462390362605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3841677462390362605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3841677462390362605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3841677462390362605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-world-hmm-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-4105702975152048212</id><published>2008-12-23T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:38:00.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just ate a slice of persimmon. Icky texture, icky taste, icky fruit. Anyway, I have just started making my gift for the gift exchange. Glitter + glow-in-the-dark confetti + clay = MESSY! My hands were practically having a clay bath while I was making the base. And the cover of the clay deceived me. I thought I could save up money on white paint, but no, the clay is light blue! Grrr. this is what I get for being in a tight budget. Should have gotten the slightly more expensive one. Anyway, I am resting now, and shall continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main issue now is settling the date for the gift exchange. 8 people, only 8 people! How hard is it to get a good date? Very hard, especially when people have different off days. Hmmm, this is giving me a headache. Shall ask people to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-4105702975152048212?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/4105702975152048212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=4105702975152048212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4105702975152048212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/4105702975152048212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-ate-slice-of-persimmon.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3815819841051735835</id><published>2008-12-22T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:21:59.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This computer is just whacked out! It is working fine yesterday when all of a sudden, the scream went blank for a second, and the screen came back all weirded out. My parents seriously need to get that computer and fast! Nothing much has been happening recently, though I have been going out quite a lot. At least these outings make my holidays more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is making everyone busy. I can't go out for the next few days cos it's only a few days away from Christmas. I'm not all that elated about it, especially cos my Christmas will be spent at home watching TV. And the family gathering will only be on the 27th. But at least I will get the FourSkin cap I always wanted. Right now, I just wanna relax and enjoy the rest of my holidays. Like, seriously, what is up with people and the results? I mean, you really do not need to be a undergrad to be successful. I don't really care anyway. I can't undo what is already done. While others have high hopes of getting into VJC and MJC and SAJC, I am just hoping I can get into SRJC. It is near my home anyway. My grades are so predictable - Within the range of 15 - 25. Teachers may be disappointed at me, but I really cannot do anything to prevent it. Plus, I don't even want an office job. It is just boring. Life will be so routine in the rat race, I will die! I have many other plans that do not require my experience in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, I can, no, will go into acting. I want my private jet and beach house. Secondly, I can start my clothing line. I have a few names already, such as Yuck, Eeew, and Text(Cos I wanna make simple tees with a few words.). Thirdly, I can be a DJ, lol. Such a cool job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I don't need to worry that much, as long I get into mass com. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I have nothing much to talk about. Goodbye. No one sees this blog anymore. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3815819841051735835?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3815819841051735835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3815819841051735835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3815819841051735835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3815819841051735835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-computer-is-just-whacked-out-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6751771943041410871</id><published>2008-12-21T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:29:56.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's official. This blog is dead beyond Amityville's graveyard. This stupid computer's been going bonkers for the past few weeks. So many things happened for the past few weeks, and I have to blog 'em all in one post! Grrr. Stupid crazy computer. Luckily my parents' buying a new computer, which is very cheap - $799. Okay, I am gonna blog about everything now. I spent the past 2 hours reading everyone's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 December:&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Kim and JiaHui to have a chit chat session. Had lunch at Pizza Hut. We then went to TCC for a drink. We had more iced water than we had coffee. LOL. We decided to hold a gift exchange, within out clique. Pearl then joined us, and after a while I had to leave. Met Sherina at Orchard station. Went to Lido to have an early dinner. WeeKiat joined us later, and we watched Four Christmases. Was quite funny. We then went to have ice-cream at Macs. We then went to The Heeren Shops for neoprints, but there weren't any. So we walked to Plaza to take it. It was very fun! Haha! After that, we went home. I love the primary school days! :] Our next outing will be at Chomp Chomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 - 13 December:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kukup with Jane's family. Had to wake up early in the morning, which I haven't done since school was history. We had a seafood lunch, and the only problem was the people we sat with. Jane, Jolene, and I were stuck with a bunch of goddamn assholes who happen to be the most selfish people on earth! The 'chalet' was the most luxurious among all I had went to. and we got the best room - the only room with a bathroom. The others had to share bathrooms. Hehe. Of all the food I at there, the home-made spring rolls were the best! I ate like around 3 during the first serving. But there was a freaking bitch lady who took the last 3! I was so pissed off. Luckily the housekeeper made another serving cos Jane haven't ate any. I ate like a total of 8. We then went to the fish farm 3E went to one and a half years ago! And it was the same tour guide too! Went back and had a barbeque. It was very nice! Played with fireworks! The next day, we had nasi lemak for breakfast. Ate 2 packets, like everyone else. I don't know why, but the tea was very nice, unlike the normal tea I usually drink. We then went to have lunch. And we were stuck with same icky people again. We then went to a shopping mall. I thought we were going to a budget-ish mall, but everything in there was more expensive than in Singapore! And the neoprint was horrible. Twice as expensive than in S'pore, and the quality was just beyond bad in Badville! We then went back home, leaving the mall with only a big picture of the Big Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- 19 December:&lt;br /&gt;Met Pearl, Ellin, Olivia, and JiaJia at Compass Point. Met Kim and JiaHui at Serangoon Station. Went to Dhoby Ghaut to watch Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging, while the other loony people watched Twilight, LOL. The movie was like so so so awesome! It was so much better than watching Twilight, no offense to JiaJia and JiaHui. I left the cinema with a smile. Georgia is so cool! And though I'm a straight, Robbie is indeed, like Georgia said, a sex god! Lol, he should have taken Robert Pattinson's role in Twilight. I am so gonna buy the DVD and OST. Ultraviolet is so nice!(I don't usually put songs on my blog, but this song is so nice I made an exception) *Screams* We then waited for the others, and then I bought my B.F.F.. We then went to JY's house. I got a little pissed there, cos the food I ate was barely worth half of what I paid. And unlike normal mortals, I do want to put the blame on someone! I will not say who, but I am so freakishly pissed at that someone! After that, we slacked around, and we ordered Macs. I watched Toradora and The Class, and we chatted practically till 7. Went back to school for the orientation. Slept on the second level of the hall. Kim, Pearl, and I then went to CP for breakfast. Met JiaJia, went back to the house, and I fell asleep like everywhere. Kim and Pearl and JiaJia bought Campbell Soup and instant noodles to feed everyone. Fell asleep again, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 December:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bras Basah to exchange the fabric paint for multi-purpose paint. That's when we saw the crazy computer discount. Then a crazy fat lady, literally crazy, came over and started shouting at me. Loony! Then had dinner at Chin Chin Eating House! Very nice! My parents and I then went to Bugis Junction to shop. Bought 2 shirts, and 2 Bermudas at BHG, which amounted to more than a hundred dollars! So happy! Bought Beard Papa Sweets cream puff and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 December:&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my brother for the first time, and probably the last. Went to Vivo first to buy my thingamajigs, and headed to Plaza. Bought Calamari, mashed potato with cheese sausage, and takoyaki for lunch. Window shopped for hours, and met Sara at Springfield. Finally entered the cinema after hours of window-shopping. Watched Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging again! And it is still awesome in the second time! Wheeee!! We then had dinner at Crystal Jade. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kim for the songs! Don't know if this computer will be working tomorrow or not, so I will use it till my heart's content. Goodbye! Georgia Groome! Aaron Johnson! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee! I wanna watch the Thong Movie again. Serious! (I feel JiaJia's twilight syndrome getting to me. Haha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6751771943041410871?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6751771943041410871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6751771943041410871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6751771943041410871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6751771943041410871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-2571053649385686360</id><published>2008-12-03T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:10:14.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4E?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. It has been like millenniums since I wrote on this cyber-journal of mine. I have been feeling very annoyed and frustrated these past few days, and now I have this thing which I thought I will never catch - Insomnia. Yup, I can't sleep. My biological clock has been tuned in a way that I only get tired at like 4am or something. I can't even sleep at 3am. And the icing on the cake: This computer only works after midnight! I can't even go online in the friggin' afternoon! The screen looks like the computer has been in water for years. But once the sun sets, it works again. Total weird computer. It even turns on by itself. I need to get myself a lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to Jane's chalet yesterday evening for dinner. I was really full. There were a total of nine people, so there was enough food to go around. this brings me to the upcoming 4E BBQ. I seriously think it's not gonna be a very fun day. Feeling kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt; thinking about it. But it would be good if the other people are planning it. They will finally know how hard it is to plan something for the class, and next time, they won't just comment and fill their mouths with food. Making me pissed just thinking about it. 4E is not the 4E I know anymore. 4E takes on many forms. To many people in class, 4E is just their clique. No offense, but I'm just speaking what I think. It is not bonded at all, and it will never change. So why should I change? The world will not change, even if you change yourself. That's what I learned this year. And I also learned one thing: I rather have people hate me for who I am, than to like me for who I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, gonna go watch TV now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-2571053649385686360?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/2571053649385686360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=2571053649385686360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2571053649385686360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/2571053649385686360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3765184963795222722</id><published>2008-12-01T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:46:16.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. It is very late now in the night, for my mum that is. I still think the night is early, seriously. Anyway, I shall be going to Jane's chalet tomorrow evening. Yay! I don't have to be stuck at home, like every other day. I am very keen on learning squash and badminton. I know some people would go like, "Eeeew, are you sure? You can start by losing weight." These people are so mean sometimes, especially since they are your classmates. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the end of the year and some people still want me to have a bone to pick with them. Like, seriously, everyone should think before they spew their fucking garbage out of their dirty mouths. Anyway, I am looking forward to eating BBQ food tomorrow! Has been so long. And I most probably will have lunch at Sakura on the upcoming Saturday. So happy! And I will most probably use a Nigel card this month, the meal one. I am so happy, my birthday never seems to end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how Christmas gives you that warm fuzzy feeling? Well, I'm not feelin' it. I never had a wonderful Christmas, like ever. Number 1, Singapore is in an oven for the next eternity. You don't find any snowing in this scorching island. Number 2, I never ever get the present I want, cept one year - LeafGreen version from my cousin. Number 3, my parents spends half the day on our share of the potluck, which is usually 1/3 of the food. Number 4, there ain't any Christmas tree, or annoying carol singer, fake snow(Improvising the best solution), Santa Clause at the mall, Christmas shopping, drastic drop in temperature, or even socks. For once, I just want to celebrate Christmas in a executive suite in the Plaza Hotel, back-sass the Santa at the mall, and spend $100000000000 on shopping(I can get everyone Jaguars, and still have plenty to get everyone their own mansion.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go pick out my outfit for tomorrow. Another casual get-up. Boring. Chalets should be as classy as hotel suites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3765184963795222722?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3765184963795222722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3765184963795222722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3765184963795222722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3765184963795222722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-5036418227245733664</id><published>2008-11-30T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:08:40.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! It has been ages since my last post. The stupid computer wasn't working all day yesterday, cos my dad was fixing new curtains. Now my curtains are like white, very similar to the screen we use for powerpoint slides in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to welcome JiaJia back from Taiwan with Kim yesterday. Curse part-time jobs and curfews! Anyway, when we arrived, JiaJia and her mother left, already. So, we took the bus to JiaJia's house. The journey back was torture. Anyway, we chatted with JiaJia, and we ate a lot of stuff from Taiwan. Anyway, we left at 11+pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up. I felt terrible when I got up. A full bladder, and a cold. Seriously, I can't survive without a computer. When my brother told me the computer wasn't working yesterday night, I practically went hysterical. I started acting like an 8 year old kid and started scratching my brother's feet. Today morning, my brother still couldn't get the computer to turn on. When he told me, I went straight to bed, again. But when he got it working, I just felt a burst of energy from within. It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna go find something to do. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-5036418227245733664?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/5036418227245733664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=5036418227245733664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5036418227245733664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/5036418227245733664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-it-has-been-ages-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8454994308560249313</id><published>2008-11-28T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:13:53.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moved on.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I sorta didn't blog for a day, cos its past 2am now. Nothing happened much today, cept that I went to Kallang Leisure Park and bought a cool shirt form Chickout. It costs $49, and who the hell would spend that kind of money? No one, actually. I bought it cos, IT HAD A 70% DISCOUNT! Isn't that like super duper cheap?! After the discount, it costs $14.70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have 3 caps, and 2 ties. Now, I want to go to Vivo and start on my collection for that thingamajig. Anyway, I have listened to both the CDs Kim and the gang had gave me. Both rocked! The JB album had a VU+, quite cool. Demi's album had a lot of great songs. JB's album had great songs too, but the songs were a little too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that JiaJia is overseas, there isn't anyone to ask out. Though Olivia and Kim aren't working young adults, it still ain't much fun without JiaJia, JiaHui, Jolyn and Pearl. Hmmm, I have moved on. yup, that's what I want to say to the world. I have moved on. But still, angst still haunts me. So, I shall psychobabble until I have gotten over the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I laid idle for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone has moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should I fix the picture back to the norm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or should let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And still stay calm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was it my own folly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or are all of you just phoneys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the kindness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So earnest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So honest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has removed its mask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, it is all in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8454994308560249313?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8454994308560249313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8454994308560249313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8454994308560249313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8454994308560249313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-sorta-didnt-blog-for-day-cos-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-3984592720022495819</id><published>2008-11-27T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:34:08.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm, after a chat with Olivia, I have finally got my nerves to clam down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is going overseas, like seriously, everyone. I am not even going anywhere in the holidays! Fuck. Like, what did I do in my past life to be in the poverty cycle? I wanna stay in a hotel. I wanna see places. I wanna use hotel bathrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Genting would be nice! I don't care. I just wanna get out of this stupid country!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-3984592720022495819?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/3984592720022495819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=3984592720022495819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3984592720022495819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/3984592720022495819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmm-after-chat-with-olivia-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6280507643263334286</id><published>2008-11-27T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T05:38:45.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Hell with him and her.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the class outing, I have been suffering from major post-birthday blues. Though I am surrounded by all forms of entertainment in my house, a little distraction can just spoil my mood for gaming. Good thing there is Demi Lovato to sing for me so I at least have the strength to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am confused, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Where is the appreciation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why all the criticism?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Was I living a lie so this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Or do people really move on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;All of you seemed so kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But it appears I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It had to take a train wreck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;To place me back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It hurt me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;What all of you did to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The mortal soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Is indeed corrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though ranting on and on do not help ease my pain, but it is all I can do, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6280507643263334286?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6280507643263334286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6280507643263334286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6280507643263334286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6280507643263334286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-class-outing-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-1058279070474345568</id><published>2008-11-26T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:11:42.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I finally started to feel the sting of boredom. Pokemon is starting to get boring, especially when I am helping my brother evolve a stupid dupid Eevee into a stupid dupid Espeon. I think JiaHui has no idea what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going rant in this post, cos I have been rather pissed by some people yesterday. I just don't know why classmates do these things to classmates. It is so bitchy and utterly hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, some people are so mean, there is no other word to describe it. Just plain mean. I try to be friendly with everyone, which is so not my nature to so, but some people just don't appreciate that. They use that just-get-lost tone with you, which is just rude. I smile like practically throughout the whole thing, and they just give you that face - expressionless on the outside, but totally wants to leave the park on the inside. Hello? I practically planned 1/4 of the class outing. The least you can do is show some gratitude. Fine, you don't want to be grateful, but don't make me feel like you don't want me in 4E. I even made so many changes so that everyone, including you, can be able to make it and be happy. Why don't you try planning the whole thing and make everyone happy for once? It isn't easy, and you want me to leave, after I planned part of the outing? Total inhumanity, not to mention being the pot calling the kettle black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, some people can be so egotistical and full of themselves. You all totally slapped me with 'no one is perfect in this world'. Life is not just about gaming, academics, and looks. Fine, you all have all that, but here's a reality check: Your personalities suck to the goddamn fucking core! You all have been fueled by everyone's compliments you all have forgotten that everyone is equal. Given your personalities, you all won't go far, despite having the whole package. Someone totally needs to give you all a hard slap in your faces and wake up, cos you all are a far cry from perfection. So stop rubbing everything into my face! I am still surprised at my self-control yesterday; I could have just fucking blow up at you all. In years to come, if you all end up in the streets, which I hope you all do, I am gonna rub it in your face! Just shut the fucking fuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I feel that wannabes should just vanish from the face of the Earth, or just implode. The wannabes I find the most disgusting are the ones who think they are some pros in the Hollywood scene and celebrities. So maybe I just hate it when people love the same things as me, but I am the more knowledgeable one, not to brag. Just because you know one really catchy song doesn't make you COOL! Like seriously, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! I just don't know how to describe how irritating it is. I am just pissed off by your self acclaimed profession. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still holding back my bazooka as hard as I can. I am just so pissed and annoyed by these disgusting people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-1058279070474345568?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/1058279070474345568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=1058279070474345568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1058279070474345568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/1058279070474345568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-finally-started-to-feel-sting.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-138938828367257225</id><published>2008-11-25T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:04:21.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all! I am quite happy with today's class outing! Jane and I, not the usual party-planners, managed to do something right, though it was a last minute thing. We managed to hire a cheap catering service, and the food was nice, better than the last caterer in fact. Anyway, we managed to get a pit, even though it was 3 hours before the whole thing started. Also, I am so proud of myself for calling the caterer, and ordering the food. My first time, and I didn't stutter one bit! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Kim and the gang got me this really radical shirt from Cotton On, a store that cares for the unfortunate people with low metabolism rates from the upper weight class. Also, they got me a cap, a red tie(both of which goes really well with the shirt), Demi Lovato's Don't Forget album, JB's A Little Bit Longer album, a bunch of Nigel Cards(by Ang Moh Pai Co.), a glitter-globe, and a cake. I think there is an E-Card as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post pictures once JiaJia gets online and send me the photos. Took a lot, and I looked really with distinct with my 'pocketful of sunshine' tee. I look really bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of 4E, today's lesson is BASIC COURTESY. If something is planned, please tell me beforehand if you have your own plans. That is all. Err, and to a few people, please SHUT THE FUCK UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, shall upload photos again tomorrow. Goodnight. I am feeling so lethargic now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-138938828367257225?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/138938828367257225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=138938828367257225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/138938828367257225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/138938828367257225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-all-i-am-quite-happy-with-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-8428662432301624674</id><published>2008-11-24T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:07:49.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all. Today was a rather happy day, not sure why though. I saw Mdm Shareen today. It has been like more than a year since I saw her I think. Anyway, I spent my afternoon watching Channel E!. Learned a lot of stuff. Living Lohan was interesting. And after watching Tales of Hollywood Mums, I feel so motivated to plan the class outing. Those mothers of certain celebrities are so cool, as in they are so professional. Anyway, I spent an hour or two trying to reach everyone in class. Around 23 people are going. Ian and Sam are not confirmed yet, cos they didn't reply anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I am not that enthusiastic about tomorrow. I feel a little euphoric, but I do not feel like seeing some people, though our time in the class has sorta ended. I am going to feel left out, as usual. Another scroll in the park alone. I am not willing to learn to ride a bike or roller-blade yet. My brain feels so tired. I am deadbeat, mentally and physically. Not in the mood to welcome new things into my mind right now, and most likely tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel disappointment, regret, and truckloads of sorrow all of a sudden. Such a spontaneous burst of emotions, not a good sign. No one would really fathom this, cept maybe one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-8428662432301624674?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/8428662432301624674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=8428662432301624674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8428662432301624674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/8428662432301624674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053966429586192822.post-6123142527208082994</id><published>2008-11-23T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:56:26.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently getting money in my Sapphire Version by battling the Elite Four. The Energy Guru is selling his power-ups at a 50% discount! But the thing is, the day wouldn't end! I had went to the Indigo Plateau practically 5 times but only 2 hours have passed. But it is kinda okay, it just means that I can buy more stuff. If only reality was like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at so many people working, I feel so tempted to find a job. I wanna get the job at Haato suddenly, cos I can eat some ice-cream too! Haha! Plus, it is close to my home. But, if I get a job, all the things I wanted to do will be impossible. Such contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Project Runway 3. Uli's dress was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my dad just came in. Gonna go sleep now. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053966429586192822-6123142527208082994?l=twilight-crusader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/feeds/6123142527208082994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053966429586192822&amp;postID=6123142527208082994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6123142527208082994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053966429586192822/posts/default/6123142527208082994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twilight-crusader.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-currently-getting-money-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
