<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533</id><updated>2009-11-08T00:15:59.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akasuna</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6929992229703676683</id><published>2009-11-07T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:15:59.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of week 12</title><content type='html'>And I'm still trying to gain access to my lab &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, most of my project are done. Very ahppy with HR, our group was the best out of the three that presented that day =) and just counting class participation as well as reflection paper, I got excellent, as is 3 other of my group mates =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Design, game is done, only complain I found is that should at least give some lives for the player, if die should start at the dying level instead of from level 1 again. Oh well, I guess it's fine though, since the stages doesn't change at all, there aren't any randomness, play enough time of it and you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated blood on Friday, my 1st time ever, and felt whoozy afterwards @.@ Still feeling a bit whoozy though, that's why was sleeping a lot today XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ papers for finals, and two weeks apart for those! wheeeeeee.... not... have to do fyp in between &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6929992229703676683?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6929992229703676683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6929992229703676683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6929992229703676683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6929992229703676683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-week-12.html' title='End of week 12'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6489670580174045332</id><published>2009-10-17T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:24:31.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Devil was doing in the first seven days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;By Nury Vittachi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Readers Digest March 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the beginning God created heaven and earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And Earth was without form and void.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God made a circular light in the heavens, and he called it the Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God saw that the light was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil made a smaller light, rectangular in shape,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and he called it TV. And the Devil saw that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the light was bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God made springs which came out of the ground, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oozing fountains of pure, fresh water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God saw that the water was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil invented fizzy drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And saw that the fizzy drinks were bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God said, Let the Earth bring forth vegetables, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and the herb of the field, that the children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;may grow up healthy. And it was so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil said, Let there be deep-fried potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God said, Let the waters bring forth 10,000 varieties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of fish, that they may provide sustenance for the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil arranged that the fish be smothered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in batter, deep fried, and served with deep-fried potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God created the cattle of the field, and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Behold, I have given you every living creature that moveth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to you it shall be for meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil showed how the meat could be minced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and turned into burgers, and suggesteth that it be always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;served with deep-fried potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And on the seventh day, God rested and asked that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;his children rest too, and use the day to contemplate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the wonders of creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil created the all-day brunch, cartoon TV channels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and Sunday newspapers filled with articles about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;celebrities, that the minds of the children be filled with rubbish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and their bodies filled with yet more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;deep-fried potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God said to they boy, Take the girl and go forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and multiply. And of your seed I shall make a great nation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as numberless as the stars of the heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil invented the computer and recruited 10,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;demons to fill it with online battles and images of top-heavy women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the boy did part with the girl and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;did instead cleave to the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And God pointed out to the girl that he had made her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;with many attractive blandishments which she could use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;whenever the boy was away from the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the Devil invented the Nintendo DS Lite so that the boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;will be able to take computer games with him wherever he goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now the serpent was more subtle than any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of the animals that God had created. And the Devil did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;enter into the serpent and cause him to say to the girl and the boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The tree in the middle of the garden the Lord hath told you not to touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I say unto you, if you eat of the fruit of the tree of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;knowledge of good and evil, your eyes will be opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and you shall be as gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And the boy and the girl looked at the serpent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and said unto him: No thanks. We liketh not fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But hast thou any deep-fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ied potatoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6489670580174045332?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6489670580174045332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6489670580174045332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6489670580174045332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6489670580174045332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-devil-was-doing-in-first-seven.html' title='What the Devil was doing in the first seven days?'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3190705770772153516</id><published>2009-10-11T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:24:48.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water + Heat</title><content type='html'>I guess recently the water inside of me has been drained. It used to take a lot of heat befre the water boils, but now it boils easily, and I'm not exactly proud of it. Even blew up on a good friend for some misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone teach me how to refill my water please &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3190705770772153516?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3190705770772153516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3190705770772153516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3190705770772153516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3190705770772153516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/water-heat.html' title='Water + Heat'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3073928651915594311</id><published>2009-09-28T23:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:18:58.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>For those who didn't know yet, following up from my last post, I have gotten the offer for commonwealth and am now staying there. Lucky got the offer last minute, saves a lot of money AND travel time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, title for my fyp: polymeric photovoltaic cells. Until now, my assignment is still to read journals, and yeah, quite enjoying the freedom, but a bit scared for CA2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Design is fun. For the 1st half of the semester, our group of 4 made a 2-player card game, based on Greek Gods and (which I think is perfectly lame, but oh well) Humans(What the hell? Gods leh, they can just crush human without even having to move a finger, how are humans supposed to go against them?). Here are some of the pictures used in the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDY6MpadwI/AAAAAAAAANo/LImCh_iKup0/s1600-h/aphrodite.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDY6MpadwI/AAAAAAAAANo/LImCh_iKup0/s400/aphrodite.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386543648674051842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aphrodite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDY5Pg9k6I/AAAAAAAAANY/zMKG-e2x2j8/s1600-h/artemis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 389px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDY5Pg9k6I/AAAAAAAAANY/zMKG-e2x2j8/s400/artemis2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386543632264041378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Artemis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDaQd4ApZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hcPHc_YOdws/s1600-h/board-human+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDaQd4ApZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hcPHc_YOdws/s400/board-human+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386545130767426962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Game Board Human(My design =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDaPt3jZUI/AAAAAAAAANw/4eD_8lhD1nI/s1600-h/board+background+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDaPt3jZUI/AAAAAAAAANw/4eD_8lhD1nI/s400/board+background+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386545117880608066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Game Board Gods(My Design too! =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so not going to upload any of the ugly human cards XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Designing the board with photoshop is super pain in the ass cuz my com only has 1GB memory and photoshop alone eats about 500-600MB. Hanged dunno how many times dy. Without the hangs I'd be able to finish the work in about 2-3 hours? But it took me like a holw day to finish evreything with the hangs and restarting computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd half of the sem we're going to do a 3D game using Blender 3D. Learning how to use the program to generate 3D characters/images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamber Singers! Challenging scores, and we have to learn to pronounce German, which imo includes a lot of throat clearing, tongue twisting, and the k' k' sound =b. Had our 1st performance which is some sort of a CA on the Monday before mid term break. I had sore throat that day but still went, and in the end I only managed to sing part of the 1st song and during the duration of the 2nd and third song I was busy trying to hold myself from coughing out loud on stage-phlegm stuck to my throat halfway through 1st song and made it so itchy that I'll cough if I try to sing, and even when i managed to make some sound(with the itchy throat) it sounded feeble and like someone on the deathbed trying to sing his last song. So in the end I just mouthed the words of the song. My 1st ever most pathetic performance &gt;.&lt; time ="b)." left ="(" day ="(" chicks ="b" booth =".=" class="thirdlevel_breadcrumbs"&gt;&lt;span class="thirdlevel_breadcrumbs"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toshiba   Portege M900 - BROWN/ WHITE/ RED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Intel Centrino Duo Mobile Technology &lt;strong&gt;Core 2 Duo T9600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                (&lt;strong&gt;2.8GHz&lt;/strong&gt;, 6MB L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB);&lt;br /&gt;                                Mobile   Intel GM45 Express Chipset;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;4 GB (2+2) DDR2 800MHz   SDRAM&lt;/strong&gt; up to &lt;strong&gt;8GB&lt;/strong&gt; (no free slot);&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;500&lt;/strong&gt; GB SATA Hard   disk with shock absorbers and 3D motion sensors;&lt;br /&gt;                                Built-in DVD Super Multi   Double Layer Drive (DVD+-RW/RAM);&lt;br /&gt;                                13.3" WXGA Super Clear View (1280 x 800);&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;ATI Radeon HD 4570 with 512MB DDR3 Video RAM&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Class 2 Graphic card!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;Touchpad with   Gesture Control&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;                                Conexant D450 Modem; Intel WiFi Link 5100AGN;&lt;br /&gt;                                Marvell Yukon 88E8072 Gigabit Ethernet;&lt;br /&gt;                                3 USB 2.0 (1 high speed   eSATA/USB combo port);&lt;br /&gt;                                ExpressCard Slot; Bluetooth 2.1; IEEE 1394;&lt;br /&gt;                                1.3   Megapixel Webcam with SmartFace Technology;&lt;br /&gt;                                5-in-1 Card Reader;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;HDMI-CEC (REGZA-Link)&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;DOLBY Sound Room Audio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Built-in   Stereo speakers;&lt;br /&gt;                                Windows Vista Business;&lt;br /&gt;                                Adobe Creative Suite 4 Web   Premium;&lt;br /&gt;                                Microsoft Office 2007 Standard;&lt;br /&gt;                                Notebook carrying case;&lt;br /&gt;                                USB   Optical Mouse;&lt;br /&gt;                                2.0 kg (with 6-cell battery and integrated optical   drive).&lt;br /&gt;                                [3 years Local on-campus warranty and &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; years limited   international parts and labour]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... see what's my mood when I get it tmrw lah. Nitez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something from Jeremy:&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy's cousin was in a bus and this is what he heard from two bimbos:&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo A: Hey, I think my hair is dry leh.&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo B: Yealor, I think so too. Maybe because cuz u just came back from korea, it's summer there.&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo A: But, summer in Korea same as summer in Singapore what...&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo B: Yeahor...&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo A: But maybe different continent, that's why...&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo B: Ture also...&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Bimbo A and Bimbo B went down the bus to NUS Arts faculty... *whistles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3073928651915594311?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3073928651915594311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3073928651915594311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3073928651915594311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3073928651915594311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDY6MpadwI/AAAAAAAAANo/LImCh_iKup0/s72-c/aphrodite.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4015036628806170431</id><published>2009-06-08T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:12:23.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomodation blues~</title><content type='html'>After been trying for one whole month to get a unit, still didn't manage to get one unit that everyone agrees on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 1 : Toh Guan Road -&gt; 1800, me fussy and blur blur... I thought very far away since it says 9 minutes to Jurong East station... as well as some idiot offering higher price as well... -&gt;down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 2 : West Coast -&gt; 2200, everyone says it's fine at 1st, then half an hour b4 signing contract two guys says too ex dun wan dy... I'm fine if you tell me earlier that it's too ex, I can understand one wert... Just pissed that I wasted one whole evening going down there for nothing. well, except pissing off the owner. That might count as some fun sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My philosophy for this: b4 we move in, be as fussy as you want, since you'll be staying there for one whole year. After move into the unit, be considerate to each other, we dun wan unnecessary fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 3 : West Coast -&gt; 1900, but this one feels spooooookieeee. The lighting in the unit is bad, it looks super dirty, gives bad impression... the foyer downstairs also feels a bit like a scene from a ghost movie, where the ghost are gonna jump out in a few moments &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 4 : Commonwealth, lots of units... but all grabbed within an hour or two after posting... &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 5 : Bukit Batok-&gt;1500, Makes me super furious one.... so hard find one so cheap, 1500 for a 3+1, and then some freaking ass go and offer 1800 to the owner. What the hell is wrong with you people? Too much money dunno where to spend? There are other units nearby about 1800 as well, and I dun see anything special here as well other than the price, if you're not here for 1500, why the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 6 : Jurong East 2250&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for another one, agent told us bukit batok as well, viewing on thursday after they get listed. Hopes everything goes well... In the meantime, prays that got a unit nearer to NUS that's cheap.... haiz... budget constraints, no choice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4015036628806170431?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4015036628806170431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4015036628806170431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4015036628806170431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4015036628806170431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/accomodation-blues.html' title='Accomodation blues~'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5442595061583708454</id><published>2009-05-07T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:26:37.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIP</title><content type='html'>The VIP application form seriously needs a heading to say "every field must be filled in and none left empty", rather than put a * beside a few columns and say only those are the required field. Stupid system wasted my whole morning trying to figure out what's wrong. It gave me an error saying mentor and e-mail field must be filled in while in fact it is already filled in. And on the date it says I need 12 weeks for VIP, and yeah the dates I put in is exactly 12 weeks. The field I left out was *fax*, which wasn't given to me in the 1st place, had to go to the company website to find out the fax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, my working hours are from 8.30-6.00... 9 and a half hours... I was expecting 8, but oh well... I guess I'll just be late for choir practices then. and long sleeve shirt for the attire... have to go get a few other than my choir one :P was hoping can wear T-shirts or polo T's like james' one last time :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5442595061583708454?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5442595061583708454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5442595061583708454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5442595061583708454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5442595061583708454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/vip.html' title='VIP'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8128067493640708660</id><published>2009-04-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:12:11.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Throat super pain, coughed until my phlegm is all reddish in the morning &gt;.&lt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I can't produce any notes at all. I'm so freaking scared of this &gt;.&lt; Nvr had sore throat so bad b4 that it effects my notes. Hopes it goes back to usual soon... I'm really really so afraid that I've stayed quiet the whole day without speaking. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8128067493640708660?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8128067493640708660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8128067493640708660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8128067493640708660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8128067493640708660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-431753297958125060</id><published>2009-04-04T20:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:04:46.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一个华语布落格</title><content type='html'>我写华语是因为不想让某人知道我在写什么。看得明白的人，请不要跟那个人讲哦。Hmm... 想起来也没什么关系，她知道也无妨， 这是事实，我没有篇故事，诺她有问的话才告诉她吧，不然请住口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世上怎么会有这样不知感激的人呢？教了她怎么使用那个program, 不但没有说谢谢，还要投诉别人教到不好 =.=' 我可是用了我星期天一整天来学会怎么使用的呢。还有，如果我没有把你当作朋友的话，我肯定不会教你的。教来干嘛？把你的 CAP 拉高好让我多一个竞争对手吗？朋友的话就另当别论。朋友是应该互相帮忙的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你还敢说我假装做你的朋友，你什么意思？我一路以来都把你当透明，是你假装做朋友，好声好气地问我怎么使用那个 program, 我才给你机会做回朋友的（对，我好大口气，那又怎样？）。怎知道你问完过后就不再假装了。问你一些你写在 gtalk 的东西，你就说我再假装做朋友，不关我的事之类的。如果那些讯息是这么隐秘的话，干嘛放出来？我能忍受很多东西，唯一不能的是别人说我假装做朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世上有两种人，一个是你认识的人，另外一个是你不认识的人。还要在分类的话，你认识的人可以分为朋友和敌人。竟然你不是朋友，那就是敌人对吧？以后有什么事情需要帮忙的话，请不要再找我。我不会帮一个敌人害我自己的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我写的东西可能会偏袒于我的看法，不过我不是唯一一个不爽他的人。对，她有时候性格不错，不过她不知如何感激别人，还有投诉太多了。某某人跟我说每次跟她在网上谈话，他都是投诉投诉投诉的，令到某某人干得很厌倦。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-431753297958125060?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/431753297958125060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=431753297958125060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/431753297958125060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/431753297958125060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='第一个华语布落格'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1548856937082920355</id><published>2009-03-21T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:18:39.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commonwealth</title><content type='html'>Since so many of you guys asked me about it, I'll just save the time of answering everything here. Ask if and only if I didn't put the required info here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo:HA commonwealth&lt;br /&gt;-double sharing rooms&lt;br /&gt;-air conditioned&lt;br /&gt;-there are two rooms per unit&lt;br /&gt;-10 blocks x 3 storeys high x 4 units per storey&lt;br /&gt;-equipped with washing machines, no dryer. can dry under the sun outside. got a special area set up for each block&lt;br /&gt;-Hot plate&lt;br /&gt;-Dining table&lt;br /&gt;-1 stand fan for the living room, no fans in you rown room unless u get one yourself&lt;br /&gt;-sofa&lt;br /&gt;-toilet/bathroom with water heater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your room:&lt;br /&gt;1 single bed&lt;br /&gt;1 study table&lt;br /&gt;1 plug point(you need to get extension etc. if u need more than one)&lt;br /&gt;1 cupboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hostel fees: last sem was 500 sgd per month, but this sem dropped to 350 per month. Not sure about next sem, no notice yet, I assume it'll still be 350 per month&lt;br /&gt;-shuttle bus serviced just started this month. hostel-&gt;cenlib: 7:30am - 10am, half an hour frequency. cenlib-&gt;hostel: 6:00-8:30, one every half an hour. and another one at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;-If you don't wanna take/missed the shuttle bus, you'll have to walk a little, take a bus from the mrt station 2 stops down, then transfer to 95 to reach school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, and as to whether you can choose your room mates or not, I'm not really sure. Last sem it was because me and james checked in quite late and we went to OSA together, they let us choose room mate. If you need info on this, either call the OSA people or e-mail them. The email can be found from your NUS mail on accom application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about everything I can think of now. If got other questions unanswered, please feel free to ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1548856937082920355?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1548856937082920355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1548856937082920355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1548856937082920355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1548856937082920355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/commonwealth.html' title='Commonwealth'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4521806996784544278</id><published>2009-03-07T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:20:57.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SbFNP8tZTbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W6WfvxlGHBM/s1600-h/20090306_2255_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SbFNP8tZTbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W6WfvxlGHBM/s400/20090306_2255_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310110372036431282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3 winged helm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4521806996784544278?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4521806996784544278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4521806996784544278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4521806996784544278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4521806996784544278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-winged-helm.html' title=''/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SbFNP8tZTbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W6WfvxlGHBM/s72-c/20090306_2255_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4777324288472696455</id><published>2009-02-22T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:02:08.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VV09</title><content type='html'>...is a success! All the hard work we've put into it has finally bear us this fruit of success :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tempted now to NOT become a phantom member next sem... we're gonna perform in Esplanade next year =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4777324288472696455?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4777324288472696455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4777324288472696455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4777324288472696455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4777324288472696455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/vv09.html' title='VV09'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8581847325142975535</id><published>2009-02-19T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:24:19.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch bitch~</title><content type='html'>So I'm not the only one who hates that singing, I thought I was the only one biased against him cuz he screwed up the SOUA thingie. Turns out that Ad and SH also thinks the same way :P Hmm.... I still think I sound quite dark if I sing that way... but they say it's nicer, well if it's fine then ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I'm doing this anymore... Am I really suitable to be an electrical engineer? On the lab last week, we burned a simple circuit by shorting it &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;One last project b4 handing over the job :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8581847325142975535?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8581847325142975535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8581847325142975535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8581847325142975535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8581847325142975535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/bitch-bitch.html' title='bitch bitch~'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7722531179300111369</id><published>2009-01-29T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:43:06.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraines and Risk Of Stroke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excerpt from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Reader's Digest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feb 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As many as&lt;/span&gt; 17 percent of women and 6 percent of men have experienced the debilitating pain of a migraine. Research shows that women who have migraines accompanied by their distinct "aura" symptoms are at a greater risk of having a stroke than those who don't get migraines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why the link?&lt;/span&gt; Migraine headaches are caused by inflammation of the arteries surrounding the brain. Other arteries inside the brain may spasm during an attack as well, temporarily cutting off circulation, thus increasing the odds of a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional risks&lt;/span&gt; Abnormalities in the lining of arteries may also allow blood to clot more readily. "And in rare cases, arteries leading to the brain may tear more easily," says Dr. Gretchen Tietjen, a professor of neurology at the University of Toledo. These tears can cause vessels to narrow and clots to form. Extra oestrogen from oral contraceptives especially in smokers) or hormonal therapy can further boost clotting factors to create a perfect storm for a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to reduce your risks&lt;/span&gt; Low-does aspirin has been shown to decrease stroke risk in women over 45 and may prevent migraines too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors can help you reduce the risks associated with abnormal arteris. Maintaining healthy blood pressure is one way, but also ask your physician to order a routine blood test to determine whether you have markers for increased clotting. if you do, discuss aspirin therapy, anticlotting medications, or alternatives to hormone therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7722531179300111369?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7722531179300111369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7722531179300111369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7722531179300111369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7722531179300111369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/01/migraines-and-risk-of-stroke.html' title='Migraines and Risk Of Stroke'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5821806513414128925</id><published>2009-01-08T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:49:18.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is Rational&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/nt.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both logical and creative. You are full of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so rational that you analyze everything. This drives people a little crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence is important to you. You always like to be around smart people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you're often a little short with people who don't impress you mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem distant to some - but it's usually because you're deep in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who understand you best are fellow Rationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to approach things with logic. You seek a compatible mate - who is also very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you tend to gravitate toward idea building careers - like programming, medicine, or academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you are very honest and direct. People often can't take your criticism well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you're coasting on what you were born with. You think fashion is silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you spend most of your time thinking, experimenting with new ideas, or learning new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5821806513414128925?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5821806513414128925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5821806513414128925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5821806513414128925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5821806513414128925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/01/personality-test.html' title='Personality test'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1324887936889157669</id><published>2008-12-04T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:49:04.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed...</title><content type='html'>... at nobody in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not freaking understand how the hell is it possible that they don't have enough scores, when I photocopied at least 10 extras for each and every single scores? Proof? The thickness of each envelope that keeps increasing week after week. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I had to wake up early and go down to photocopy more scores for them... so much for my holiday... buh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left exam early today. Finished within half an hour, left just as soon as Alex announced it was alright to leave :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight down to comcen to print the form for choir. Went back to cfa to check the availability of files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at some BBQ chicken thingie, 1st time go to west coast plaza. The cold storage is really damn cold though :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ninja is so damn cool! Love the skill that makes my atk spd becomes 1.5! Kill monsters like crazy fast. Pity the def like a piece of paper... a few hit ady dying... but at least evasion is damn high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1324887936889157669?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1324887936889157669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1324887936889157669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1324887936889157669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1324887936889157669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/12/pissed.html' title='Pissed...'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3187368554618473722</id><published>2008-11-12T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:53:47.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeeeeee!!!!</title><content type='html'>Phew... last presentation done!!!!! wheeeeee!!!!! although i must admit, we screwed u a bit &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel very blessed since last night. at ard 12.30pm when I was heading home from school, I wished that there will be a taxi coming inside NUS, or else I'd have to walk all the way out from raffles to opposite science there to catch a bus &gt;.&lt; right after I walked to the road from YIH, two taxis came by! woo hoo! no need to walk :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the circuit wasn't working, 10 minutes b4 the presentation only found out that there was some bug with the program, and still managed to save it... phew... b4 that, I forgot to plug in the power supply for my motion detector, and wondered what happened &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm free, I must start studying dy. It's studying! Not playing game! EE3702 lecturer ask one... haiz... so sien... have to play game... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3187368554618473722?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3187368554618473722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3187368554618473722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3187368554618473722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3187368554618473722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/11/freeeeeee.html' title='Freeeeeee!!!!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-787376036049974534</id><published>2008-11-07T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:35:17.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 down, 2 to go</title><content type='html'>EE2007 presentation *ticks*&lt;br /&gt;EG2401 presentation *ticks*&lt;br /&gt;GEK1001 project *ticks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE2001 project - own part *ticks*&lt;br /&gt;               - group mates *cross*&lt;br /&gt;EE3702 presentation *cross*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tuesday 3pm! everything will be so over! and then I can breath again... phew...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-787376036049974534?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/787376036049974534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=787376036049974534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/787376036049974534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/787376036049974534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-down-2-to-go.html' title='3 down, 2 to go'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-100717715899747079</id><published>2008-10-25T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:41:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typically normal day</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning and finalized my part for e-gaming. Though not much can be written, since if I elaborate it'll not be a proposal to someone who know about the business. Came out from commonwealth around 12.30, met a law exchange student from US who needs direction to the main campus.So just brought her along lor. She's a graduate student by the name of May, and she's so knowledgeable lor... and also she's travelled to lots of places... so envy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest of the group around 1.30. Finish discussion, then went down to take bus 51 to bugis, had to get the scores from Tempest Music today. Tried some of the mocchi ice cream they had in bugis junction, a bit too hard for my liking :P Then oso bought some cream puff for dessert later :P hope it tastes nice, still in the fridge now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, an old uncle asked me for direction to St. James Power Station... weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... go hangzhou? dun go hangzhou? dunno leh... if none of my friends are going then I feel like not going oso... &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-100717715899747079?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/100717715899747079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=100717715899747079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/100717715899747079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/100717715899747079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/10/typically-normal-day.html' title='Typically normal day'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7595820128168009270</id><published>2008-10-12T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:55:32.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another bitching post</title><content type='html'>freaking idiot keep singing wrong notes behind me. and some more, his voice is jarring and doesn't blend at all. When i ask him to tone down a bit cuz he's too loud, he said he sang that loud cuz he can't hear himself... you're not supposed to hear yourself when ur blending nicely with the rest, at least not for our level as of now. Unless if all of us are great soloist, then we can make a soloist choir, but that's beside the point. In our current situation, the only way u can distinctly hear yourself is when u sing jarringly, don't blend with the others, and if u sing wrong notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out that the idiot soloist yesterday sang like that cuz he said he was late and wasn't properly warmed up yet... wtf???? You know you're going to sing high notes. You know you can't sing them before warming up. You know you can warm up before going on stage. The warm up session in the dressing room. If you feel that you still need extra warm ups, by all means do so in the room. No one will laugh at you cuz we all know that we need to be warmed up b4 singing. Ok, and if all else fails, and you think you can't sing high notes that morning, fine. Let the choir know you plan to change your solo part to some other stuff. We were all waiting for the falsetto then we'll start clapping. I know it's not professional of us to not just count the beats and then start clapping when we reach the point, but still, you couldn't expect us all, some of us first time on stage, some of us first time experience something like this, to react like nothing had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this stupid dream, and woke up feeling warm and fuzzy... then reality sets in, and brooded the whole morning &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7595820128168009270?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7595820128168009270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7595820128168009270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7595820128168009270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7595820128168009270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-bitching-post.html' title='another bitching post'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1900321524645143091</id><published>2008-10-10T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:18:39.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitching post</title><content type='html'>Sing sing sing~ solo guy suddenly without any notice at all decides to sing some notes one octave lower. Even in the rehearsal before the performance he was singing the original one. And then he decides to stun the whole group by singing one octave lower. yeah. smart. i would so love to bash him straight after that. If he can't do that high note, at least let us know before performance that he'll be singing one octave lower. I'll be glad with some sort of warning. Even if just before we go on stage. the worst part is, we're supposed to start moving and clapping right after his solo, and he just had to stun us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the clapping started like half a beat slower than the one we practiced. Nice. smart man. go eat shit and die. this is our first performance in front of a new guy in charge of nus, and you decide to try and screw us? if something worse happened, the rest of the comm might just have to dig you up from the grave b4 they can have a go at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NO! I don't think you can compare this mistake with shu shan's. That one was still acceptable in my standard, everyone makes mistake right? it's not intentional. In this case, it is intentional. You can say it's accidental if he goes a little bit flat or sharp. But when it goes off in one whole octave, I really can't think of any other explanations other than intentional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, I know he probably doesn't intend to screw us, but still, what he did was totally unprofessional, with all those first time performers. if you don't like what i said, keep it to yourself. or just go away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffet lunch provided for State of University Address is super nice! The thought of the sirloin with mushroom sauce alone makes me drool :P Chatted with a few VIP, and thank god they say our performance is very nice. But still, even if it is not nice, I don't think they'll just say it straight to our face, politeness vs honesty &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Mona won't be walking around NUS with a brown paper bag with two holes. oh oh! quoted from mona: CFA is run by the penang mafias :P kheng koon from penang, mona oso from penang, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE2007 was not bad. The program worked pretty well. Mini 1 and mini2 are both alright. The GA said we did quite well(yay!), just that answer a few questions wrongly(buh...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Suen's EE2001 project a bit sot sot. sometimes the buzzer will go off, sometimes it won't, all under the same conditions &gt;_&gt; Adding LCD screen to my system as extra feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engine pro, have to submit flowchart to group by this weekend, still haven't done anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEM, I should be writing up my part right now, but somehow, i find blogging more appealing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaming... dunno what to write... bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales of The Abyss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super nice game! And now the anime is coming out! It's about this guy Luke, who was abducted when he was young, and then returned after a few years with all his memories of his childhood loss. Truth is, he's a clone from the original guy... go watch if you're free. Oh, there's magic and sword-fights in the anime fyi. I probably am not doing any justice to the anime with my review though :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder though... if you are a clone of someone else, what will you do? fight with him to take the right of existence? Or live harmoniously? &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma:&lt;br /&gt;カルマ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ガラス玉ひとつ　落とされた　追いかけてもうひとつ　落っこちた&lt;br /&gt;ひとつ分の陽だまりに　ひとつだけ殘ってる&lt;br /&gt;心臓が始まった時　嫌でも人は場所を取る&lt;br /&gt;奪われない様に　守り続けてる&lt;br /&gt;汚さずに保ってきた　手でも汚れて見えた&lt;br /&gt;記憶を疑う前に　記憶に疑われてる&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;必ず僕らは出会うだろう　同じ鼓動の音を目印にして&lt;br /&gt;ここに居るよ　いつだって呼んでるから&lt;br /&gt;くたびれた理由が重なって揺れる時&lt;br /&gt;生まれた意味を知る&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;存在が続く限り　仕方無いから場所を取る&lt;br /&gt;ひとつ分の陽だまりに　ふたつはちょっと入れない&lt;br /&gt;ガラス玉ひとつ　落とされた　落ちた時　何か弾き出した&lt;br /&gt;奪い取った場所で　光を浴びた&lt;br /&gt;数えた足跡など　気付けば数字でしか無い&lt;br /&gt;知らなきゃいけない事は　どうやら1と0の間&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初めて僕らは出会うだろう　同じ悲鳴の旗を目印にして&lt;br /&gt;忘れないで　いつだって呼んでるから&lt;br /&gt;重ねた理由を　二人で埋める時&lt;br /&gt;約束が交わされる&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鏡なんだ　僕ら互いに&lt;br /&gt;それぞれのカルマを　映す為の&lt;br /&gt;汚れた手と手で　触り合って&lt;br /&gt;形が解る&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここに居るよ　確かに触れるよ　&lt;br /&gt;一人分の陽だまりに　僕らは居る&lt;br /&gt;忘れないで　いつだって呼んでるから　同じガラス玉の內側の方から&lt;br /&gt;そうさ　必ず僕らは出会うだろう　沈めた理由に十\字架を建てる時&lt;br /&gt;約束は果たされる&lt;br /&gt;僕らはひとつになる &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garasudama hitotsu otosareta oikakete mou hitotsu okkochita&lt;br /&gt;Hitotsu bun no hidamari ni hitotsu dake nokotteru&lt;br /&gt;Shinzou ga hajimatta toki iya demo hito ha basho wo toru&lt;br /&gt;Ubawarenai you ni mamoritsuzuketeru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogosazu ni tamottekita te demo yogorete mieta&lt;br /&gt;Kioku wo utagau mae ni kioku ni utagawareteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanarazu bokura wa deau darou&lt;br /&gt;Onaji kodou no oto wo mejirushi ni shite&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni iru yo itsu datte yonderu kara&lt;br /&gt;Kutabireta riyuu ga kasanatte yureru toki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umareta imi wo shiru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonzai ga tsuzuku kagiri shikata nai kara basho wo toru&lt;br /&gt;Hitotsu bun no hidamari ni futatsu wa chotto hairenai&lt;br /&gt;Garasudama hitotsu otosareta ochita toki nanika hajikidashita&lt;br /&gt;Ubaitotta basho de hikari wo abita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kazoeta ashiato nado kizukeba suuji de shika nai&lt;br /&gt;Shiranakya ikenai koto wa dou yara ichi to zero no aida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hajimete bokura wa deau darou&lt;br /&gt;Onaji himei no hata wo mejirushi ni shite&lt;br /&gt;Wasurenai de itsudatte yonderu kara&lt;br /&gt;Kasaneta riyuu wo futari de umeru toki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakusoku ga kawasareru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagami nanda bokura tagai ni&lt;br /&gt;Sorezore no KARUMA wo utsusu tame no&lt;br /&gt;Yogoreta te to te de sawariatte&lt;br /&gt;Katachi ga wakaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni iru yo tashika ni sawareru yo&lt;br /&gt;Hitori bun no hidamari ni bokura wa iru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasurenai de itsudatte yonderu kara&lt;br /&gt;Onaji garasudama no uchigawa no hou kara&lt;br /&gt;Sou sa kanarazu bokura wa deau darou&lt;br /&gt;Shizumeta riyuu ni jyuujika wo tateru toki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakusoku wa hatasareru&lt;br /&gt;Bokura wa hitotsu ni naru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glass ball was dropped, another dropped as I chased it.&lt;br /&gt;In one spot of sunshine, only one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our hearts start to beat, we reluctantly keep territories.&lt;br /&gt;And continue to protect them from being taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands look tainted even though I kept them clean.&lt;br /&gt;And before I question my memories, my memories question me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will definitely meet, with the same vibration as our sign.&lt;br /&gt;I’m here, and will always call out for you.&lt;br /&gt;When we both fell for the same reason,&lt;br /&gt;we’ll understand the meaning of our existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as we exist, we have no choice but to take up spaces.&lt;br /&gt;In one spot of sunshine, it’s a bit crowded for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glass ball was dropped. When it fell, something broke out.&lt;br /&gt;And we bathed in sunshine while we fought for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized those steps we counted, mean nothing but merely numbers.&lt;br /&gt;The thing we must understand, is somewhere between 1 and 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will meet for the first time, with the same cry as our sign.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t forget, I will always call out for you.&lt;br /&gt;When we are both burried for the same reason,&lt;br /&gt;promise will be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are one another’s mirror that&lt;br /&gt;reflects our karma.&lt;br /&gt;While our tainted hands touch each other,&lt;br /&gt;and feel their silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are here, because I can feel you.&lt;br /&gt;In one spot of sunshine, we share spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not forget, I will always call out for you from inside of the glass ball.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we will finally meet, when the cross is built above the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Our promise will be complete,&lt;br /&gt;and we will become one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1900321524645143091?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1900321524645143091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1900321524645143091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1900321524645143091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1900321524645143091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/10/bitching-post.html' title='Bitching post'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-925535382088272627</id><published>2008-09-17T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:16:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disrupted plans</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeeeeee going back on Thursday!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*msg* meeting with new CFA head Thursday 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, change to friday go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot! it's ady less than 3 days b4 thursday, 10 dollars gone T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE2007 is fun! Once you get the programming done that is. Still got the open file, read file, and write file part left... Shouldn't be too much of a trouble. Should be able to get it done right after I get my textbook. Gotta go get at clementi tmrw, co-op ones sent back to supplier dy. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE2001 is not bad, I'd much rather prefer working with hardware than with software really. Contemplating implementing all my parts with hardware(possible, but needs lots of chips), but if like that I sure get 0 for my software part... Leave the counter and the alarm signal to the software then... And I managed to create a circuit to tell me whenever there's a change of state, both from 0-1 and 1-0, feeling rather proud, but maybe just cuz I'm stupid :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EG2401 discussions are quite interesting, we get to shoot each other, and the tutor just sits quietly at one side letting us talk all we want, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EE3702 sometimes bores me, but at other times excites me when the lecturers shows the game clips :P I WANT HIS FREAKING HUGE LAPTOP TO PLAY GAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEK1101 is interesting. As expected, arts lecturers are expert in capturing your attention, and they can talk a lot of stuff that you have no idea about, and still have you following every single word. I honestly do not remember much of what he taught, but at the last lecture, the things that I remembered him mentioning are that he has a twin brother, something about global village, yadda yadda, and yadda yadda :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked at two rooms with James on Monday. The 1st one is a bit weird honestly. Doesn't really give me a feeling of home or that sort. And plus, there's a lot of idols here and there, pictures of idols, and also picture of sai baba. I'm like so very uncomfortable around too many of these stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd room looks good, but the prob is the living room area looks so freaking cluttered, and so dark some more... and plus, the owner is not willing to provide internet service, so, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rants about OSA. There are so many free rooms left in hall and residences! Why the hell do you guys have to lie lie lie? EAT SHIT AND DIE horrible assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-925535382088272627?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/925535382088272627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=925535382088272627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/925535382088272627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/925535382088272627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/09/disrupted-plans.html' title='Disrupted plans'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2192116737852781051</id><published>2008-08-24T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:11:08.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Choir Auditions:&lt;br /&gt;NUS choir audition started on Monday, and lasted til Wednesday. The music comms are doing the musical auditioning, p and vp are doing the interview, while the rest of the admin comms are doing the ushering. For the 1st day, the ushering is still not tiring, since the interviewing and the auditioning are on the same floor, we just had to bring them from the meeting room to the practice room 1. Don't quite remember much of the freshies that came for the interview that day, cuz a lot of seniors came as well, and I was a talking quite a lot with jia tian, a senior, who's same year as terrence. Saw some MSL freshies, went in to listen two of them, one was not bad, the other went a bit off-tune singing the scales. Her tone quality's not bad though, so I guess maybe that's why she got through the audition. The other guy was a bit nervous at the beginning of his song, but after a while he settled down and sang quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day, the auditioning was a bit more tiring, since we can't get PR1 for the auditioning, and had to use studio 6(which I have no idea existed until then) which is located all the way to the end at LG. And add to the fact that no other seniors came at the beginning, it was only me, pei suen and seng hong ushering at 1st, and nathalie and rachel was interviewing. Was a bit kelam kabut since there are too few ushers. Siow Chuen and Lee Ven came for the audition too. Wanted to listen to them from outside, but just right when siow chuen started to sing, the air-cond outside started to make a lot of noise zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day was alright, just enough ushers, and we took turn bringing people down to the audition room. Total of about 90 people for 3 days, which is quite a drastic drop compared to last year. Last year is about 50 per day, total to 150, this year, 1st day 2nd day ngam ngam 30, 3rd day 32... Anyway, 66 people passed the audition this year, so our family member grew by almost double :P After the audition, the music comm started to sort out those who passed and those who didn't. The admin comm, all in the same room, opened a conference chatroom in msn, while waiting for the music comm to finish sorting. After that, we started sending out e-mails and sms-es to all those who came for audition. Siow Chuen was so happy that she passed the audition msg-ed me telling me the good news, since she thought I didn't know... but I wickedly blew her bubble telling her that I'm one of those in the meeting room sending out mass msg-es to them all XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st choir practice after auditioning has an overwhelming number of people, like last year also. Number of slippers and shoes outside the dance studio is so much until they reach the stairs. For the 1st time ever in the time I'm in NUS choir, the number of tenors are a lot more than the basses! Woo Hoo! The practice room for tenors is usually big enough to accomodate our numbers, with enough space to sit, and still has a lot of empty spaces even with full attendance. But today, some of use even had to stand, the room was filled to the brim. And for the 1st time ever, the volume produced by the tenors are so loud that it's a bit unsettling to me. Just felt a bit unnatural that our volume is so loud. Usually tenors are so few that we have to compensate by singing louder. I think, since tenors are used to blasting louder in a choir, we are a bit unbalanced, and need to tone down a bit, like tha altos, which usually are so huge in numbers that they can't blast at all if they dun wanna ruin the music :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home on Friday, so nice to go back home. Had buffet dinner in Renaissance to celebrate little bro's birthday on Saturday... the price has really increased drastically compared to the 1st time we went there, but the food quality is almost the same... Dunno why he still like to go there :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2192116737852781051?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2192116737852781051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2192116737852781051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2192116737852781051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2192116737852781051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3194544837941003847</id><published>2008-08-06T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:01:00.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED!!!</title><content type='html'>Shifted back to Bedok yesterday, and I seriously started to feel very very bored dy... Yes I get a room all to myself, with aircon, and free of charge also, But seriously I feel very very bored and lonely. The whole family won't be at home from 7 in the morning til about 5-6pm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 8 this morning, played games, watched videos, etc.etc., then at 11.50 went out to NUS to get my laptop battery replaced. It's so freaking annoying that my com shut down without any notice, since my charger is also a bit spoiled, can only charge at certain angles. Add that to a 5 minute battery, and you get your com shut down cuz no power for so many times that u wonder whether it can still work the next time u start it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Science just right when it's lunch time for the IT co-op... saw the staff walking down the stairs just when i reached. Great. No choice, went to cfa and started playing games until they open. Sent the battery for replacement, then headed straight back for bedok. Play game, napped, watched video, etc. etc. man I'm bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3194544837941003847?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3194544837941003847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3194544837941003847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3194544837941003847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3194544837941003847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/bored.html' title='BORED!!!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7414754079471652548</id><published>2008-07-11T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:01:40.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age - maturity, childish</title><content type='html'>Hypothesis: a 200 year old person will think that a 150 year old person is childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maturity and childish, what defines them? Is there a standard that at a certain age, certain behaviour defines u as mature? I'm sure everyone has experienced this, where what we deem as fun and all are being called childish by our elders. And I'm sure most of us now will look at the younger little kids and call them childish while they are playing their little toy plane, toy car, dolls etc. etc. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are expected to behave in a way that our age group is SUPPOSED to behave. But, what if let's say suddenly everyone around the age of 20 suddenly loves to play with toy car? And I do mean play not make a collection of car models. Then woud we be considered mature? Since everyone around our age is doing it, then playing toy car wouldn't be considered childish right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point to make. When is the age that people are saturated with maturity? I dunno whether u understand my last sentence, but for the sake of those who dont: When is it that there won't be anyone else who will consider you childish? We call the little kids childish, sometimes our parents say we're childish, god knows whether our grandparents call our parents childish, and so forth... Then if someday men finds a way to extend his age to 200 years old, will they find that those around 100 years old childish? I can only speculate that most probably, they'll think that way. Reason behind it is for the 200 year old guy, at the age of 100, they were probably still brushing their teeth(If they still have any at that time :P ) manually, using hands, while the 100 year old guy gets have some fancy little robots cleaning his teeth automatically after every meal. It would be funny to see a 200 year old man telling a 100-year old man:" You young people have it easy, at our time bla bla bla..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to say is, definition of what's mature to a person changes with the way they think, and more often than not, ageing usually does change the way people thinks. And when u age, those younger than you will seem childish to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Same as hypothesis. Create a life-extending potion and prove that I'm wrong :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7414754079471652548?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7414754079471652548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7414754079471652548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7414754079471652548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7414754079471652548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/age-maturity-childish.html' title='Age - maturity, childish'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4381522623020885356</id><published>2008-06-02T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:38:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky...</title><content type='html'>I was just taking my nap when somehow, I woke up with a start, and I think I saw something covered in a hood right near my feet. When I blinked, it disappeared, and then I find that I couldn't move and couldn't make any sound at all. My jaws opened wide, until it's a bit painful, and I couldn't make it shut however much I want it. Then my muscles on both my arms and both my legs felt a bit cramp. I was starting to feel damn scared when I suddenly regained my ability to control my body and straight away I jumped out from my bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4381522623020885356?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4381522623020885356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4381522623020885356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4381522623020885356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4381522623020885356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/06/freaky.html' title='Freaky...'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07453984123061392716'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>