<?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-7318416078864106533</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:42:27.787+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?max-results=100'/><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=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3778562671502324947</id><published>2010-03-14T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:32:03.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>String of bad luck</title><content type='html'>Thursday: Acetone finished, have to wait half a day before can continue experiment.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: O2 tank finished, cannot do plasma treatment. Ar tank finished, have to roll a freaking heavy tank from somewhere else to replace that tank for glovebox usage.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Lost my handphone pouch, along with my phone, ez-link card, and a thumbdrive with some thesis inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3778562671502324947?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3778562671502324947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3778562671502324947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3778562671502324947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3778562671502324947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2010/03/string-of-bad-luck.html' title='String of bad luck'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8780898126664277227</id><published>2010-02-23T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:42:48.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EE4702</title><content type='html'>Our group got the best project for project 1! yay! Upside is we get the best marks, downside is we have to go make a video presentation on our project &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about project 1, we had 4 group members supposedly, but only 3 of us are working on the project. The fourth member is not doing anything at all at that time. He kept saying he'll learn the physics stuff from his 'geek'(his exact word, not mine) friend 1st, then only come join us. In the end he only came for 2-3 meetings. And during the final week when we were chiong-ing to finish the project(staying late until 2-3am in the morning), he never even appeared, didn't contact us, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday before I asked him to come for our meeting but he says he haven't finish learning yet, so no point coming, will meet us after lecture on tuesday. Fine. On tuesday itself he never appeared, and didn't even give us a call or anything, so we just totally gave up on him and at that moment I decided for peer review, he'll get shit from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of presentation, he showed up and said he did something from a microsoft template, but from what I see, the template wasn't even modify in the slightest bit... and during the presentation he even dared to say that we gave him a non-functional model, because it is tilted 90 degrees toward the air. At that point I really wanted to shout at him. If the model is not rotated in the correct direction, can't you just write one line to rotate it? And besides, this kind of thing would not have happened if he came for the meetings. All 3 of us knows at least roughly what the others are doing because we code together most of the time. It's not our fault that he didn't come for the meetings, we did inform him the 1st few times but he always skipped out, or do useless stuffs during the meetings. For the 1st meeting, rather than trying to code, he just read, and then go sleep in a corner... =.=' All the rest of us 3 are not exactly pro with XNA as well, but we sit there experimenting with the codes to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajith and Janaka was nice to work with, although we didn't have a great structure in the beginning, such as what format are our inputs and outputs, but as we always code together, this problems are easily solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least now I won't be seeing him again for project 2, and hopefully not on project 3 as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got good group mates for project 2, hopefully we'll get the best project =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8780898126664277227?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8780898126664277227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8780898126664277227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8780898126664277227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8780898126664277227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2010/02/ee4702.html' title='EE4702'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-9077381951501157293</id><published>2009-11-15T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:13:48.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>Time loops  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If let’s say time travel is possible, then, if A gives an item, let’s say a dagger, to his grandchild B, and when B grows up, he goes back in time with the time machine and gives the dagger back to A, then where does the dagger come from in the first place? Technically the dagger only exists in the timeframe at the moment when B reaches the past (beginning) to when B travels from the future (ending). Oh, and A got the dagger from B in the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place, and not inherited from someone else. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/Sv_iMXhrkUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tBsmhGnFDck/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/Sv_iMXhrkUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tBsmhGnFDck/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404286779969474882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/AdminNUS/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/AdminNUS/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so the dagger got passed in a time loop again and again and again. The 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time it is passed through time (let me know if u can make any heads on when is the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time), it will be like let’s say 50 years. After a few more times it will be hundreds of years? Then if it rusts away after a hundred years and can’t be passed down anymore, what happens? History will be changed? If in a scenario that A’s life was saved because he has the dagger, then without the dagger he will be dead, and thus B doesn’t exist in time anymore, and no more time travelling from B. And so the time loop stops there, and timeline continues as per no disturbance? You guys confused yet?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Animal language&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do animals communicate with languages? Like humans? Can a cow from Indonesia understand a cow from Malaysia? Or make it farther, can they understand a cow from America? If they can, does it mean that they have already achieved globalisation? World without boundary constraints in the context of languages. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And what makes a being sentient? Using tools? If so then are monkeys considered sentient? What makes human better than other being, if we can be called better? I don’t have a standpoint here, I do not think we’re superior to animals but neither do I think we’re inferior as well. Some may argue that we make the world a better place, but do we really? We destroy the environment, caused the extinction of some living beings, build weapons that can destroy the entire earth, and that’s better? But on another standpoint, who is to say that the species will not go extinct? And even if it does, then it’s their fault, survival of the fittest, the basic rule of the animal kingdom. Animals do kill each other for territory, and so is it so hard to understand that humans will kill animals in order to take over a territory? Ok, this branch out a lot from my original thoughts hmmmm... alright, finish ranting nonsense =b &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-9077381951501157293?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9077381951501157293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=9077381951501157293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/9077381951501157293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/9077381951501157293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/Sv_iMXhrkUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tBsmhGnFDck/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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/_oxmGK1psMaM/SsDY6MpadwI/AAAAAAAAANo/LImCh_iKup0/s72-c/aphrodite.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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/_oxmGK1psMaM/SbFNP8tZTbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W6WfvxlGHBM/s72-c/20090306_2255_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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>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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-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' alt='' /&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='http://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: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-7318416078864106533.post-6818615995530265771</id><published>2008-05-26T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:45:13.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="content_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ao63oSJOpv"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ao63oSJOpv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/arkerus/music/3-T09SDt/orange_range_o2_tv_size_code_geass_r2/"&gt;O2 (TV Size) - Code Geass R2 - Orange Range&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="content_1"&gt;朝も夜も恋焦がれて　星になるよ　キミマモル　戦いは行方知らズ&lt;br /&gt;明日と昨日の交差点で　交わらない　キミとボク　今行くよ　ボクは流れ星&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界が朽ち果てても　変わることのないものがある&lt;br /&gt;涙をこらえてでも　守るべきものが僕らにはある&lt;br /&gt;何万年何億年前からのメッセージが体内でうずきだす　鳴り響く&lt;br /&gt;しゃがれた声で明日を呼ぶ&lt;br /&gt;傷だらけの手で君守る&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to fight　I continue to fight&lt;br /&gt;朝も夜も恋焦がれて　星になるよ　キミマモル　戦いは行方知らズ&lt;br /&gt;明日と昨日の交差点で　交わらない　キミとボク　運命を切り裂く流れ星&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あふれる君の涙　ボクがいま奪い去る&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="content_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa mo yoru mo koi kogarete hoshi ni naru yo kimi mamoru tatakai wa yukue shirazu&lt;br /&gt;Ashita to kinou no kousaten de majiwaranai kimi to boku ima iku yo boku wa nagareboshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekai ga kuchihatete mo kawaru koto no nai mono ga aru&lt;br /&gt;Namida o koraete de mo mamoru beki mono ga bokura ni wa aru&lt;br /&gt;Nanmannen nanokunen mae kara no messeeji ga tainai de&lt;br /&gt;tsukidasu Mayoi wa nai&lt;br /&gt;narihibiku Kantanda&lt;br /&gt;Shagareta koe de ashita o yobu&lt;br /&gt;Kizu darake no te de kimi mamoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to fight,&lt;br /&gt;I continue to fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa mo yoru mo koi kogarete hoshi ni naru yo kimi mamoru tatakai wa yukue shirazu&lt;br /&gt;Ashita to kinou no kousaten de majiwaranai kimi to boku sadame o kirisaku nagareboshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afureru kimi no namida boku ga ima ubaisaru&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="content_2"&gt;During mornings and nights, too, I yearn for love and I'll become a star to protect you, without knowing the whereabouts of the battle&lt;br /&gt;At the intersection of tomorrow and yesterday, we don't come across each other; now I'll go, I'm a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the world decays, there are things that won't change&lt;br /&gt;Even if we hold back our tears, things that we must protect exist inside of us&lt;br /&gt;The message from hundreds of millions of years ago starts to ache inside of my body; it echoes&lt;br /&gt;With a hoarse voice, I call upon tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;With hands covered in wounds, I'll protect you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to fight, I continue to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During mornings and nights, too, I yearn for love and I'll become a star to protect you, without knowing the whereabouts of the battle&lt;br /&gt;At the intersection of tomorrow and yesterday, we don't come across each other; we're shooting stars that slash apart fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll take away your overflowing tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6818615995530265771?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6818615995530265771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6818615995530265771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6818615995530265771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6818615995530265771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/05/o2.html' title='O2'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8829339403457555798</id><published>2008-05-25T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:49:03.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SATB</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of Winnie Wonka from NUS choir forums :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SOPRANOS are the ones who sing the highest, and because of this they think they rule the world. They have longer hair, fancier jewelry, and swishier skirts than anyone else, and they consider themselves insulted if they are not allowed to go at least to a high F in every movement of any given piece. When they reach the high notes, they hold them for at least half again as long as the composer and/or conductor requires, and then complain that their throats are killing them and that the composer and conductor are sadists. Sopranos have varied attitudes toward the other sections of the chorus, though they consider all of them inferior. Altos are to sopranos rather like second violins to first violins; nice to harmonize with, but not really necessary. All sopranos have a secret feeling that the altos could drop out and the piece would sound essentially the same, and they don't understand why anybody would sing in that range in the first place - it's so boring. Tenors, on the other hand, can be very nice to have around; besides their flirtation possibilities (it is a well-known fact that sopranos never flirt with basses), sopranos like to sing duets with tenors because all the tenors are doing is working very hard to sing in a low-to-medium soprano range, while the sopranos are up there in the stratosphere showing off. To sopranos, basses are the scum of the earth - they sing too darn loud, are useless to tune to because they're down in that low, low range, and there has to be something wrong with anyone who sings in the F clef, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being a Soprano&lt;br /&gt;1. The rest of the choir exists just to make you look good.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can entertain your friends by breaking their wineglasses.&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you name an opera where an alto got the man?&lt;br /&gt;4. When sopranos want to sing in the shower, they know the tune.&lt;br /&gt;5. It's not like you are ever going to sing the alto part by accident.&lt;br /&gt;6. Great costumes - like the hat with the horns on it.&lt;br /&gt;7. How many world famous altos can you name?&lt;br /&gt;8. When the fat lady sings, she's usually singing soprano.&lt;br /&gt;9. When you get tired of singing the tune, you can sing the descant.&lt;br /&gt;10. You can sing along with Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ALTOS are the salt of the earth--in their opinion, at least. Altos are unassuming people, who would wear jeans to concerts if they were allowed to. Altos are in a unique position in the chorus in that they are unable to complain about having to sing either very high or very low, and they know that all the other sections think their parts are pitifully easy. But the altos know otherwise. They know that while the sopranos are screeching away on a high A, they are being forced to sing elaborate passages full of sharps and flats and tricks of rhythm, and nobody is noticing because the sopranos are singing too loud (and the basses usually are too). Altos get a deep, secret pleasure out of conspiring together to tune the sopranos flat. Altos have an innate distrust of tenors, because the tenors sing in almost the same range and think they sound better. They like the basses, and enjoy singing duets with them, because the basses just sound like a rumble anyway, and it's the only time the altos can really be heard. The altos' other complaint is that there are always too many of them and so they never get to sing really loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being an Alto&lt;br /&gt;1. You get really good at singing E flat.&lt;br /&gt;2. You get to sing the same note for 12 consecutive measures.&lt;br /&gt;3. You don't really need to warm up to sing 12 consecutive bars of E-flat.&lt;br /&gt;4. If the choir really stinks, it's unlikely the altos will be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;5. You have lots of time to chat during soprano solos.&lt;br /&gt;6. You get to pretend that you are better than the sopranos, because everybody knows that women only sing soprano so they don't have to learn to read music.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can sometimes find part time work singing tenor.&lt;br /&gt;8. Altos get all the great intervals.&lt;br /&gt;9. When the sopranos are holding some outrageously high note at the end of a song, the altos always get the last words.&lt;br /&gt;10. When the altos miss a note, nobody gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TENORS are spoiled. That's all there is to it. For one thing, there are never enough of them, and choir directors would rather sell their souls than let a halfway decent tenor quit, while they're always ready to unload a few altos at half price. And then, for some reason, the few tenors there are always really good--it's one of those annoying facts of life. So it's no wonder that tenors always get swollen heads; after all, who else can make sopranos swoon? The one thing that can make tenors insecure is the accusation (usually by the basses) that anyone singing that high couldn't possibly be a real man. In their usual perverse fashion, the tenors never acknowledge this, but just complain louder about the composer being a sadist and making them sing so darn high. Tenors have a love-hate relationship with the conductor, too, because the conductor is always telling them to sing louder because there are so few of them. No conductor in recorded history has ever asked for less tenor in a forte passage. Tenors feel threatened in some way by all the other sections: the sopranos because they can hit those incredibly high notes; the altos because they have no trouble singing the notes the tenors kill themselves for; and the basses because, although they can't sing anything above an E, they sing it loud enough to drown the tenors out. Of course, the tenors would rather die than admit any of this. It is a little-known fact that tenors move their eyebrows more than anyone else while singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being a Tenor&lt;br /&gt;1. Tenors get high - without drugs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Name a musical where the bass got the girl.&lt;br /&gt;3. You can show the sopranos how it SHOULD be sung.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever hear of anyone paying $1000 for a ticket to see 'The Three Basses?'&lt;br /&gt;5. Who needs brains when you've got resonance?&lt;br /&gt;6. Tenors never have to waste time looking through the self-improvement section of the bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;7. You get to sing along with John Denver singing "Aye Calypso."&lt;br /&gt;8. When you get really good at falsetto, you can make tons of money doing voice-overs for cartoon  characters.&lt;br /&gt;9. Gregorian chant was practically invented for tenors.  Nobody invented a genre for basses.&lt;br /&gt;10. You can entertain your friends by impersonating Julia Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BASSES sing the lowest of anybody. This basically explains everything. They are solid, dependable people, and have more facial hair than anybody else. The basses feel perpetually unappreciated, but they have a deep conviction that they are actually the most important part (a view endorsed by musicologists, but certainly not by sopranos or tenors), despite the fact that they have the most boring part of anybody and often sing the same note (or in endless fifths) for an entire page. They compensate for this by singing as loudly as they can get away with, and most basses are tuba players at heart. Basses are the only section that can regularly complain about how low their part is, and they make horrible faces when trying to hit very low notes. Basses are charitable people, but their charity does not extend so far as tenors -- Basses hate tuning to the tenors more than almost anything else. Basses like altos, except when they have duets and the altos get the good part. As for the sopranos, they are simply in an alternative universe that the basses don't understand at all. They can't imagine why anybody would ever want to sing that high and sound that bad when they make mistakes. When a bass makes a mistake, the other three parts will cover him, and he can continue on his merry way, knowing that sometime, somehow, he will end up at the root of the chord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being a Bass&lt;br /&gt;1. You don't have to tighten your shorts to reach your note.&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't have to worry about a woman stealing your job.&lt;br /&gt;3. Or a preadolescent boy stealing your job.&lt;br /&gt;4. Action heroes are always basses.  That is - if they ever sang, they would sing bass.&lt;br /&gt;5. You get great memorable lyrics like bop, bop, bop, bop.&lt;br /&gt;6. If the singing job doesn't work out, there's always broadcasting.&lt;br /&gt;7. You never need to learn to read the treble clef.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you get a cold, so what.&lt;br /&gt;9. For fun, you can sing at the bottom of your range and fool people into thinking there's an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;10. If you belch while you're singing, the audience just thinks it is part of the score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8829339403457555798?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8829339403457555798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8829339403457555798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8829339403457555798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8829339403457555798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/05/satb.html' title='SATB'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4688069473953338830</id><published>2008-05-23T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:33:41.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Got back home with a huge load of stuff from my pgp room on Sat night, then started to slack and get to my final book of my Shannara trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked the whole day on Sunday, play games and read novels. Nvr got to do anything anyway. Cousins came by, and I tried to drag them into playing cabal :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Started work out regime! Went to gym with my bro at 4, and learned a lot of stuff on how to lose weight and build up body muscle. I wanna at least lose 5kg b4 going back NUS, if more then better :D. At least I wanna be able to lift up a whole luggage full of books without help :P My bro really stunned me that day when he used just one hand to lift up the whole luggage from the back of the car... @@ I mean,, if one luggage full of clothes then I can oso... but full of those heavy heavy books? Really impressed @@ After the workout, my arm muscles feels like kelly, and I can fling them around like an octopus dy. It's a bit hard to change clothes even.. hands felt so heavy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Bought a supplement to help increase metabolism from the gym owner, then train until half dead again :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: As per recommended by the gym owner, From today onwards, have to go for morning walk for at least half an hour each day. walk walk walk... low carbo high protein diet... meaning no more noodles for breakfast :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Decided not to go gym today cuz need to go for some function at night. So forced my bro to help me train at home :P Gonna make myself go again tmrw, no more slacking unless really got important reasons. I dun wanna look half-dead and have my arms flinging around like an octopus during a dinner with OAM staff mah... :P I'm the earliest again... Reached there 6.50, and to my horror only the OAM staff were there. I'm not late, but for these kind of stuff shouldn't the student rep be earlier than the staff? And by the time everyone reached there, it's ady 7.45. The horror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: you shud just give up dy u know.&lt;br /&gt;H: I'm trying, but it's really not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;L: Try harder, it's not worth it to be like that anymore. Everytime u see her, ur just totally dazed and not thinking with ur head. Are you sure u wanna be like that? I dunno... but it seems to me that ur a total fool. Every time she's around you seem like a totally different person. Conserved and stuff. You couldn't even speak properly. Agreeing with everything she says even though sometimes it's just not you... it's painful to see you like that.&lt;br /&gt;H: It's not as if I dunno... I just can't control my feelings... I know that she doesn't like me the way I like her, but everytime I see her smile, I tend to forget about it. And her singing, I love listening to her sweet voice singing... to me it's one of the world's most beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;L: Snap out of it! Get back to reality. Things won't change for a bit. Look at you, you're not doing anything also. How is she supposed to know that u like her? Told her out of the blue that you like her? No wonder she's doing what she's doing now.&lt;br /&gt;H: But... I really dunno what to think now...&lt;br /&gt;L: Think about the days when you were in the 1st sem. Wasn't it better that way? You guys were all just friends. Don't you wanna go back to those days?&lt;br /&gt;H: Can I?&lt;br /&gt;L: Just go through this portal. It'll take you back to that time and place, without your memories of what happened til now. You're allowed to bring a memo tell you one thing u would wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;H: Useless... I'm sure I'll do the same stuff all over again...&lt;br /&gt;L: Just snap out of it! That's that! It's not gonna change no matter how much u think of it, so just do the best for urself now, and move on with life. I'll be there to support you whenever you are lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4688069473953338830?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4688069473953338830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4688069473953338830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4688069473953338830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4688069473953338830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5052755432123290614</id><published>2008-05-08T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:50:09.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam finished!</title><content type='html'>Didn't go as badly as I though they would, I think I have at least passed all the papers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to look for a place to stay... Single rooms would be nice. Air cond would be a plus. internet is a must. near NUS is a plus. if possible wanna share with people I know. nyaaaaaa... so many criteria :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work work! Got one week to settle all choir stuff, catalogue and stuff. After that go back intern for dad, hehe. At least will get to know what power engineers do. Anyone interested? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM!!!!! Gained lots of fats since I came here T_T promised to go gym with bro everyday once I get back. Maybe I shud start going next week too, since I've ady paid, might as well dun waste the membership ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novel-ing. Will start either tonight, or Monday. characters as said on last post, hehehe. Maybe with some changes and some other villains add ons. shud I post per chapter I finish or until I finish the whole thing? maybe shud finish the whole thing 1st, then only post :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game-ing. no mood. dun feel like playing. a bit sienz dy. Unless got some new games that's interesting. Cabal is nice, but still very buggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anime-ing! woo hoo! code geass is cool! wagaya no oinari sama, vampire knight, tower of druaga, blassreiter, bleach, Naruto shippuden, amatsuki. got any nice recommendations? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SCLPATTxk9I/AAAAAAAAAII/0cpyxcnpR7c/s1600-h/11110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SCLPATTxk9I/AAAAAAAAAII/0cpyxcnpR7c/s320/11110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197944524029137874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You&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/7318416078864106533-5052755432123290614?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5052755432123290614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5052755432123290614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5052755432123290614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5052755432123290614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/05/exam-finished.html' title='Exam finished!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SCLPATTxk9I/AAAAAAAAAII/0cpyxcnpR7c/s72-c/11110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-9047304573438294095</id><published>2008-04-25T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:15:19.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5B member + fantasy</title><content type='html'>Had a chat with chubby just now, and these are some of the characters we come up with that we think are we they might suit to be if they're in a fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chubs - Demon with black leathery wings, horns and demon tail(I think bunny tail is nicer :D )&lt;br /&gt;Leo - Dwarf(although I'd love to be a vamp, cooler T_T)&lt;br /&gt;Jamesee - female Elf!&lt;br /&gt;Ryan - Ogre&lt;br /&gt;Kai Lin - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;Syen - Fairy&lt;br /&gt;JohnChau - Wizard and Sorceress&lt;br /&gt;Sarah - evil-but-always-unlucky-end-up-getting-herself-screwed-witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these haven't been discussed yet, just what I think:&lt;br /&gt;Alisonyenyoong - vamps&lt;br /&gt;Suyin - ranger(the ones in game where they usually where green with a cap and knife)&lt;br /&gt;Carly - priestess&lt;br /&gt;Wei Feng - priestess' guardian&lt;br /&gt;Xander - centaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these in mind, I hope to write a short novel during the 3 months holiday, no plots yet though, should be after finals only start to think. Anyone with violent objections to their character can scold me directly XD... especially chubs, I think I'd really use the bunny tail demon idea.... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to mugging. All the best in finals people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-9047304573438294095?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9047304573438294095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=9047304573438294095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/9047304573438294095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/9047304573438294095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/04/5b-member-fantasy.html' title='5B member + fantasy'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7301512528709707673</id><published>2008-04-22T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:32:25.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponders</title><content type='html'>Why is it that&lt;br /&gt;some people are shy, while the others are not?&lt;br /&gt;some people speak their minds freely, while others keep them in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;some throws it all out, some drop subtle hints, while others just do nothing?&lt;br /&gt;some believe in themselves, while others in miracles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that&lt;br /&gt;makes people fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;keeps people from revealing their thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;makes people do the opposite of what they would have otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;keeps people from going crazy from all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that&lt;br /&gt;one believes in something ethereal?&lt;br /&gt;one doesn't trust what's in front of them?&lt;br /&gt;one has faith that they're gonna survive whatever is thrown at them?&lt;br /&gt;one doesn't falter when it seems like all hope is lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is it that&lt;br /&gt;children begin realising the difference of the opposite gender?&lt;br /&gt;adults stop believing in fairy tales and magic?&lt;br /&gt;people know that he/she is the one?&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I am really stupid in writing all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the best in finals everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7301512528709707673?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7301512528709707673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7301512528709707673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7301512528709707673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7301512528709707673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/04/ponders.html' title='Ponders'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-393561445635123510</id><published>2008-04-14T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:17:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women, as explained by engineers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/SAMSgSPU_1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/BUeuu2HNfeU/s1600-h/women1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;no preferences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What will you do when you feel really emo?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;watch anime, play games, skip lectures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is your idol?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Where is the place that you want to go most?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hogwarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.If you have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;be with the one my heart desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, and a huge storm afterwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What are you afraid to lose the most right now?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What cheers you up for the rest of the day?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;fuzzies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's your favorite soft drink?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;dislikes soft drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your favourite pastime?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;anime n manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;loves me, have similar interests as I do, not tone deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;those that hides a knife behind a smily face, i.e. backstabbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What would you do if you won a million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PS3, PSP, a new mouse, get a condo, car, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What would you wanna be after you're dead?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Whitelighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;love ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If there’s one thing in your life you want to do but yet unable to, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;grow wings on my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What would you do if tomorrow was the last day of the world?&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;tell her that I love her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to do it if you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7185475248327487216?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7185475248327487216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7185475248327487216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7185475248327487216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7185475248327487216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6970311611762135340</id><published>2008-03-27T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:53:39.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw the title</title><content type='html'>Hmm... lots of unlucky stuff within one week I guess? Sudden change of luck... had too much attention from lady luck the week b4, and suddenly this week, lady misfortune smiles evilly at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit level from last week:&lt;br /&gt;Friday    -&gt; 90&lt;br /&gt;Sunday    -&gt; 50&lt;br /&gt;Monday    -&gt; 20&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday   -&gt; 0&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday -&gt; -20&lt;br /&gt;Today     -&gt; -80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit after 30 minutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today -&gt; +90 = 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thx you all.. I know most of you guys don't read this blog, but I'd love to say thx to you guys anyway! NUS choir rawks! and I'm happy to be part of the fun comm :) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'm at home now with my sandbag. I'll punch and kick until it breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized something, I installed program A in the L: drive, when I shud have installed it in F: drive. Installing the wrong program in the wrong driver in this processor causes severe damage to the motherboard. I so need to uninstall the program  and reinstall it back to the correct folder. Process might take a few weeks depending on the speed of the now damaged processor. Hopes that all will be better once re-installation is done :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6970311611762135340?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6970311611762135340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6970311611762135340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6970311611762135340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6970311611762135340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/03/screw-title_27.html' title='screw the title'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7306848318584922263</id><published>2008-03-25T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:14:37.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Canon In D Major, violin solo piano accompaniment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OciNypJSMe8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OciNypJSMe8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a bit off-tune at some parts, but overall it's ok I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro-version with guitar by funtwo :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ek6I92-npM0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ek6I92-npM0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7306848318584922263?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7306848318584922263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>I feel so numb right now... dunno what to feel anymore... no sadness, no nothing, just numb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7514814702750449560?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7514814702750449560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7514814702750449560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7514814702750449560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7514814702750449560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/03/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5176341400845602844</id><published>2008-02-19T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:56:29.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY, pre VV</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be a very very long post, so just skip to the title headings that you're interested in if u want, or better yet just click the small little red button with an 'X' on it on the top right of this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;CNY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back on Saturday afternoon, almost one week b4 CNY, and skipped all the classes on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, hehe. Reach KL about 8++, and we went to TGI Friday's, where my bro is working, to have a nice dinner. Note that I still suffer from sore throat, and I ordered a steak(I dun usually eat this...) and a milk shake! :P Food came, served by my bro, and I teased him a bit XD. After meal, dessert of ice cream! Made by my bro himself, and he made it extra large for us without his boss knowing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1U to purchase CNY clothes the next day. But 1st, hurriedly I went to the Aeroline counter to exchange my tickets to Monday morning(Thank me for this James!!!!). Then I got myself two T-shirts, and a pair of jeans. (Might I add that one of the promoter for PDI is cute!) After that, went to MPH to find my third book of the Shannara trilogy. Turns out they were out of stock, even the ones in The Curve and Mid Valley T_T. So I had to order them, and have to wait for two weeks b4 it arrives, which is around two days ago, when I am in Singapore. But at least it'll be there waiting for me the next time I go back KL. In the end, I got the prequel for it, now still reading halfway through :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for badminton in Selayang Mall with the gang the next morning. My stamina deteriorated a lot since I came to NUS, only last a little while b4 went out of breath... dieded while playing with Fu and Kit, but at least I still dunnit to break a sweat while playing with ying chi, mun ping and kam yaw XD. After badminton, followed mun ping's car(still can't believe it... it usually was the other way round last time, but I dun have car to drive nowadays T_T) for lunch. Then she sent me back oso. She looks a bit more matured dy now, was full of crap last time, but less now :P Lucky she doesn't read this blog, else I'd be dead next time I go back XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at aunt's place with all of the family on Wednesday, but somehow, it doesn't feel like chinese new year to me, our generation all upstairs playing com and stuff, our parents and grandparents downstairs. somehow just doesn't feel right. then at night, we went to six happiness restaurant for reunion dinner. Food was great, but still... I felt a bit depressed, usually, it's grandma and mum and my aunts cooking for the dinner, rather than come out restaurant. And after dinner, we'll all be gathering in front of tv, chatting, talking and eating peanuts and stuffs. but since we're in KL, we all went back to our respective place after dinner... felt so hollow... and the older generation left for genting after dinner oso... this must be the suckiest new year I ever had... I'd be the 1st to protest heavily if they say they wanna celebrate CNY in KL again next year! No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I learned a few magic tricks from my bro, :P managed to trick some, but some are just too smart(alicen! hmph!) 3 coin tricks, and two cigarette(Ok, I used cut-off straw) tricks. prefers the coin tricks, easier to get the ingredients and easier to perform oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday CNY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, wait for aunts and uncles to come, and had a breakfast of nuts and biscuits... not my favourite kind of food for breakfast, but still... it's a tradition for us to be vegetarian for half a day on CNY. Had an early lunch oso at 11, and then it's time to get our long-coveted ang paus!!!!(although for me I just need to go back from NUS, and grandma will surely give me an angpau everytime I'm coming out, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for lunch in a restaurant near the market with mum and dad. both bros went out with cousins to watch movie, which i doubt that they'll manage to get the ticket considering they didn't book b4hand and they left quite late oso =.=' After lunch, went to Selayang mall to get some stuff back to NUS. Got a tube of Ellgy cream for my feet(skin-peeled like crazy, dunno why oso, just started this sem, now no problem dy though), a bottle of Ambi Pur air freshener, and a new naruto shippuden game :P Got back home and started to unlock all the characters for the game. All the moves are damn cool! Battled out with cousin and bro and had fun slaughtering my cousin :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a few friends' house to get ang paus! Fei Li's 1st stop, my place 2nd, then Wei Yi, Kit, lunch, YC, Fu, and last stop is Choy Eng's. The gals are all still as pretty as ever :P now only I knew that choy eng plays the chinese yoyo @@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had wan tan mee for breakfast. games. then went out to have bak kut teh b4 sending bro for work. Spent the whole afternoon playing games =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno it's because I have foresight or what, I woke up, roll around at around 5(ok lah, I fell off the bed and dragged my com down with me...) and after I set it back on the table, jaems' msg reached me asking for help... XD brought his sis's passport instead of his own. Blur guy. Lucky he didn't try to go through the custom with that, Or I dunno what'll happen... 8 hours later... reach the custom and gave him his passport. reached back NUS, lunch with james, then off to engine bridge for project discussion. then went straight to cfa dance studio... so tired that i slept on the floor with my bag as a pillow, and with tititiya's piano to lull me to a nice nap :D couldn't remember how that particular choir session was though :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red lines suddenly appeared on my screen when I started Warcraft... I haven't even started the game yet, and it was my 1st game since CNY... =.=' I tried exiting but the com stalled... in the end only managed to access my com in safe mode. backed up all my data and turned com off for the day. Went for supper with the choir gang at night and enjoyed chatting with all of them. Sat there until 2 in the morning and then we left, and went to the basketball court to sing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal day! Damn tiring lor... and oso Nelson!!!!! Why change the speed only on Saturday for luk luk? T_T I had a hard time trying to get the choreo right... shud at least gimme one week mah... Han was wearing his formal T that day... probably misunderstood it... managed to trick a few guys with my coin tricks though, hehe. And managed to find out some scandalous stuff about two of our tenors with some gals oso ... hehehehe. Oh ya, my parents came down today too! And coincidentally, Pei Suen's mum and sis oso came down today, and they're staying in the same hotel too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made plans with Pei Suen to go take taxi together to the hotel, cuz cheaper then if take taxi alone mah. I was late... luckily wen hau and pei suen oso just left the backgate when i reached :P Had breackfast of yong tau fu with my parents, then back to hotel. after that, we went to vivo city, took my dad to the bookstore. then dad's friend came and we had lunch of dim sum in Dragongate Restaurant. The dim sum there so-so only, not that nice this time IMO, too much sesame oil in the chee cheong fun, not enough soy sauce. After lunch, uncle Teh sent me back to UCC for technical rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll put up some pics next time here for the VV performance backstage it's a bit too tiring to continue writing dy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5176341400845602844?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5176341400845602844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5176341400845602844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5176341400845602844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5176341400845602844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-pre-vv.html' title='CNY, pre VV'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2776788777214252697</id><published>2008-01-22T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:43:07.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elixir of life</title><content type='html'>Imagine a world without death, a world where one would not die of old age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 20XX, scientists discover a potential elixir of life, to be consumed when one reaches the end of his/her lifespan, and to gain immortality from age. The price to pay? You would not retain your original human form, you'd be transformed into a humanoid creature with partial recollection of the memories you have before you consume the elixir, and you will be living in a different colony with others such as yourself, living apart from your family and friends. People who have taken the elixir will have super-human sensitivity, strength, and the ability to defy gravity, or in other words, flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shedding Week, a week where the elderly shed their mortality by drinking the elixir of life. All around, people are saying teary good-byes to their elders and friends who are taking the elixir, and promises are made to meet up again one day when it's their turn to take the elixir. One by one, the transformed people, also known as the immortals, fly up to the sky and headed for the colony in which they are to stay for the rest of eternity. Little children waving and running after the immortals who used to be their grandparents in form. And adults, who bit back tears at seeing their parents leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of this celebration, in a secluded area, a young man found out the horrible secret behind this elixir... The immortals, although once human, do not retain any humanity in them save for their humanoid form and partial memory. They become ruthless hunters, devouring humans that are unfortunate enough to be caught in their route to the colony. The reason most of the people don't know about it? Immortals are intelligent creatures, they do not attack human in a public area, and when they do attack, they make sure that there'll be no witness left alive to report it. All the victims are reported as missing people, and no one knows what happened to them cuz the immortals wipe up all the proof. This young man , Alan, happened to discover the horrible truth as he's lucky enough to stumble at the scene undetected, behind a set of sound proof room, and watched in horror as the immortals devoured their victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering the truth, the 1st thing Alan did was to call his grandparents, who are due to take the elixir the next day and warned them about the effects of the elixir, and pleads them not to take the medicine. Somehow, he reached the hospital where his grandparents are, and went ahead to the room they are supposed to be in. On the way, one of the nurses told him that his grandparents should take the elixir as soon as possible as they have very little life left in them, and the elixir do not work on dead people. As he walked in the hospital room, he saw his grandma suffering from pain, and she asked him to hand her the two doses of drug on the table, which, according to her, are supposed to be her medicine and a pain killer. After she took it, Alan started to notice that his grandpa, who's beside her, started to change a bit, and discovered the horrible fact that they took the elixir unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He flee from the hospital as soon as he saw the changes. Some of the immortals who just transformed, sensed that he knew what happened, and was going to silence him from the rest of the world. The young man flee on foot from his pursuers. En route, he met some other people who also found out about the truth, and were armed with heavy arsenals to protect against the immortals. He sought refuge with them and they managed to kill his pursuers by a few well-aimed headshots. From his rescuers, he found out that some of his friends are being held captive in one of the immortals' colony, and he either being stupid or heroic, decides to go save them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time fast forwards, he reached the prison where his friends are confined, and sneaked in to rescue them. No guards were left to guard the prisoners, so the rescue from the cell part is quite easy. When they came out however, they met some immortals. They were about to engage in a fight when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poof... I suddenly wake up from this strange dream... and still had it in my mind until now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2776788777214252697?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2776788777214252697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2776788777214252697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2776788777214252697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2776788777214252697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/elixir-of-life.html' title='Elixir of life'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5450811517111247772</id><published>2008-01-14T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:31:00.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should have and shouldn't have</title><content type='html'>Shouldn't have taken the ice cream yesterday, coughing getting way way better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have gotten the lozenges when I reached back, not after shower when it's closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi*cough*ao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5450811517111247772?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1628246996934169460</id><published>2008-01-06T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:25:44.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyrie Eleison</title><content type='html'>-Slept around 2, got woke up forcefully at 4, and off we went back to Kampar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Couldn't sleep at all in the car, end up with a butt ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reached Kampar around 7, and off we go to sleep for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dad woke us up, then got on the Suzuki, and head off to his rubber plantation near Pusing jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Read The Elf Queen of Shannara on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had a weird breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reached rubber plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rocky journey up the mountain, almost throw up my breakfst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Swore at the flies buzzing around while bros are fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Set off back to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reached home and thank god it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Discussed what modules to bid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Watch Shounen Onmyouji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Too bored, to play game, thus writing blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stoning while thinking what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1628246996934169460?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1628246996934169460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-774596179899197779</id><published>2007-12-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:23:52.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Genting with family just for the sake of getting inside the casino to see how it looks like, and of course, for my parents and aunts and uncles, its their time to gamble again. Anyway, got into the casino, and mum applied a membership card for me. yay! Full-fledged gambler dy :P Neway, walked around inside the casino, dad gave me 100 to play, but I just won't, cuz haven't started making my own money yet. Maybe next time when I'm financially secured. Dun wanna be a habitual gambler in case I got hooked to it :P I left within half an hour though, cannot stand the smell of cigarettes in there. Yen Yoong only told me today that there's a non-smoking zone inside, no mood to explore that day cuz it's just me alone with the stinking cigarette smokes D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve! And according to that, everyone eats western food on Christmas Eve @@ I wonder what kind of logic is that. At 1st we went to The Ship to try to get a nice dinner, but it was way to crowded, I mean, even the people waiting outside seems numerous. And so we left and headed for Victoria Station instead. Also lots of people, but mum and bros managed to get a table while me and dad went to park the car. Seems like its easier to get a table if you come in with 5 people, rather than couples, which made up most of the crowd waiting outside the restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dinner:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolate milkshake&lt;br /&gt;2. Bread&lt;br /&gt;3. Baked scallops - appetizer&lt;br /&gt;4. Cream of mushroom&lt;br /&gt;5. Black Mushroom Steak - main dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Seafood lunch... eww... so I opted to stay at home and cook noodle instead.&lt;br /&gt;And, my Christmas was spent at home starring into the ceiling over my bed :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should really go learn my songs now, or at least prepare to face Adyll's wrath when I go back :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-774596179899197779?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/774596179899197779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=774596179899197779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/774596179899197779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/774596179899197779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4051147257480528408</id><published>2007-12-22T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T12:49:17.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>A record of the worst chain of bad luck in my life, Korea trip last day:&lt;br /&gt;1st, maybe due to the food I took the night b4, my tummy felt a bit painful.&lt;br /&gt;2nd, the breakfast is super lousy, the sausages seemed to be uncooked, and the PRC tourists are damn rude.&lt;br /&gt;3rd, no lunch provided, but couldn't find any korean food restaurant, forced to eat italian food.&lt;br /&gt;4th, a bit headache in the plane.&lt;br /&gt;5th, dropped my wallet with my IC, student card, student pass, atm card bla bla bla in the plane.&lt;br /&gt;6th, passport chip faulty, won't let me through the machine, have to go through manual passport check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky two nights ago Korean airline people called and said they found my wallet with everything intact. Money oso still there, though I dun mind if they take it, only RM10 inside, most importantly my student pass, IC and matric card still there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STAR, Saturday 22 Dec 2007, WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seven 'medical myths' revealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON: Reading in dim light won't damage your eyes, you don't need eight glasses of water a day stay healthy and shaving your legs won't make the hair grow back faster.&lt;br /&gt;   These well-worn theories are among seven 'medical myths' exposed in a paper published yesterday in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;British Medical Journal&lt;/span&gt;, which traditionally carries light-hearted features in its Christmas Edition. Two US researchers took 7 common beliefs and searched the archives for evidence to support them.&lt;br /&gt;   The lack of evidence has been recorded in a study published in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Journal of Psychology&lt;/span&gt;, they said.&lt;br /&gt;   The other 6 myths are:&lt;br /&gt;   &gt; READING in dim light ruins your eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;   The majority of eye experts believe it is unlikely to do any permanent damage, but it may make you squint, blink more and have trouble focusing.&lt;br /&gt;   &gt; SHAVING makes hair grow back faster or coarser.&lt;br /&gt;   It has no effect on the thickness or the rate of the hair regrowth, studies say. But stubble lacks the fine taper of unshaven hair, giving the impression of coarseness.&lt;br /&gt;   &gt;EATING turkey makes you drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;   It does contain amino acid called tryptophan that is involved in sleep and mood control. But turkey has no more of the acid than chicken or minced beef. Eating lots of food and drink at Christmas are probably the real cause of sleepiness.&lt;br /&gt;   &gt;WE use only 10% of our brain.&lt;br /&gt;   The myth rose as early as 1907 but imaging shows no area of the brain is silent or completely inactive.&lt;br /&gt;   &gt;HAIR and fingernail continue to grow after death.&lt;br /&gt;   This idea may stem from ghoulish novels. The researchers said the skin dried out and retracts after death, giving the appearance of longer hair or nails.&lt;br /&gt;   &gt;MOBILE phones are dangerous in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;   Despite widespread concerns, studies have found minimal interfernce with medical equipment. -Reuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artist: Amy Adams&lt;br /&gt;Song: That's How You Know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Enchanted soundtrack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;How does she know you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How does she know she's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man:&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both:&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you really, really, truely love her?&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you really, really, truely love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough to take the one you love for granted&lt;br /&gt;You must remind her, or she'll be inclined to say...&lt;br /&gt;"How do I know he loves me?"&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you love her?)&lt;br /&gt;"How do I know he's mine?"&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you really, really, truely love her?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well does he leave a little note to tell you you are on his mind?&lt;br /&gt;Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey? Heyy!&lt;br /&gt;He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know, that's how you know!&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man:&lt;br /&gt;You've got to show her you need her&lt;br /&gt;Don't treat her like a mind reader&lt;br /&gt;Each day do something to need her&lt;br /&gt;To believe you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to know their true love is true...&lt;br /&gt;How do you know he loves you?&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you need her?)&lt;br /&gt;How do you know he's yours?&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you really, really, truely-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well does he take you out dancin' just so he can hold you close?&lt;br /&gt;Dedicate a song with words in&lt;br /&gt;Just for you? Ohhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All:&lt;br /&gt;He'll find his own way to tell you&lt;br /&gt;With the little things he'll do&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;He's your love&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;He loves you&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he'll wear your favorite color&lt;br /&gt;Just so he can match your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Rent a private picnic&lt;br /&gt;By the fires glow-oohh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All:&lt;br /&gt;His heart will be yours forever&lt;br /&gt;Something everyday will show&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man:&lt;br /&gt;That's how she knows that you love her&lt;br /&gt;That's how you show her you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle:&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know...&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know...&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your lovely smile&lt;br /&gt;I miss your sweet voice&lt;br /&gt;I miss your wonderful presence&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I miss you dearly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4051147257480528408?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4051147257480528408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4051147257480528408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4051147257480528408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4051147257480528408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3543397981987004724</id><published>2007-12-19T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:38:52.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane took off at 1:05 am from KLIA, and we reached Korea's Incheon International Airport at 7:30 am local time, which is about 6:30 am in Malaysia. Met our tour leader, Kenny, whose parents are from China, holds a Taiwan passport, but was born in Korea, yes confusing for me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, departed from the airport at around 9, and we were to travel from the west-most side to the east-most. Oh, and fyi if u dunno, it's south Korea not north :P Anyway, the whole journey would take about 4 hours, so we had our lunch at around 12:30 in a restaurant. Love the food there! They put very little seasoning, and not much oil too. The style is some sort like steamboat though. A specialty side dish in Korea, kimchi was served in every single meal that we have there. According to our tour guide, a meal in most Korean household consists of one main dish that's hot, and a few side dishes including kimchi that are cold. By the way, the chopsticks are made of metal and are very very thin, and it's very tiring to hold for long, so sometimes I just use the spoon provided :P&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/R2khCJzpX8I/AAAAAAAAACI/cw0CRl265Q8/s1600-h/PC070352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2khCJzpX8I/AAAAAAAAACI/cw0CRl265Q8/s320/PC070352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145680370123497410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cutlery provided are the same everywhere&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we continue our journey on to Seoraksan National Park. Seoraksan literally translates into ice hell mountain :P Nothing much there, a Buddhist temple, a huge Copper Buddha statue, and these:&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/R2kh0JzpX9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/HV5mzrtRwVc/s1600-h/P1010207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kh0JzpX9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/HV5mzrtRwVc/s320/P1010207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145681229116956626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cute bear :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kkk5zpX-I/AAAAAAAAACY/MbU__zersps/s1600-h/PC140216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kkk5zpX-I/AAAAAAAAACY/MbU__zersps/s320/PC140216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145684265658834914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me trying to look like a ninja...&lt;br /&gt;nah, it's freakin cold, my ears are about to drop off!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's freaking cold there by the way, about zero degree celsius. That's why, after that, the next destination is hot spring. Ok, they say it's a hot spring, but more like a spa. One thing about it is that there are no special changing rooms for one person, just two different entrance, one for men and the other ladies. And the locals dun mind seeing each other naked, while us tourists feel a bit uncomfortable &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning call at 7am today, and meet up at lobby to go dinner at 8. I love the people in the tour group this time, all of them are very punctual, in fact my family is usually the last one to reach the meeting place throughout the whole journey. We're not late though, just that they're early :D Anyway, breakfast is buffet style, western breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, off to Daepohang Fish Village. The seafood there are so weird!!!! Some of them I've never seen b4, while some of them I've never seen them in a size so huge! Oh, another info from Kenny, Korean will usually eat anything raw if they can eat it raw, that's why the lack of seasoning. Here are some of the seafood:&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/R2kr4JzpX_I/AAAAAAAAACg/PkaUA-HgauE/s1600-h/PC150231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr4JzpX_I/AAAAAAAAACg/PkaUA-HgauE/s320/PC150231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145692292952711154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Literally translated as sea intestine @@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr4ZzpYAI/AAAAAAAAACo/8RmRj5Z2BoM/s1600-h/PC150232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr4ZzpYAI/AAAAAAAAACo/8RmRj5Z2BoM/s320/PC150232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145692297247678466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have no idea what these are :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr4pzpYBI/AAAAAAAAACw/yfRnhUw5SU0/s1600-h/PC150233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr4pzpYBI/AAAAAAAAACw/yfRnhUw5SU0/s320/PC150233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145692301542645778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sea cucumbers with spikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/R2kr45zpYCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/G6HFJdlNj44/s1600-h/PC150234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr45zpYCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/G6HFJdlNj44/s320/PC150234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145692305837613090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squids!!! Lots and lots of live ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr5ZzpYDI/AAAAAAAAADA/0eKNgFtiNvY/s1600-h/PC150235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kr5ZzpYDI/AAAAAAAAADA/0eKNgFtiNvY/s320/PC150235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145692314427547698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;red crabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku0pzpYEI/AAAAAAAAADI/dkQrX0CkcyU/s1600-h/PC150236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku0pzpYEI/AAAAAAAAADI/dkQrX0CkcyU/s320/PC150236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145695531358052418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These fishies look like they're dead, but they swim upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku1pzpYFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CdTDuPfpvec/s1600-h/PC150237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku1pzpYFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CdTDuPfpvec/s320/PC150237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145695548537921618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, he's not seafood, but he's so so adorable that I decide to put his pic here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and guess what? He knows how to pose too! he only move after I took the pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku15zpYGI/AAAAAAAAADY/ke_QrduSI90/s1600-h/PC150238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku15zpYGI/AAAAAAAAADY/ke_QrduSI90/s320/PC150238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145695552832888930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some large crabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku2ZzpYHI/AAAAAAAAADg/wrmTRD_rV4E/s1600-h/PC150241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku2ZzpYHI/AAAAAAAAADg/wrmTRD_rV4E/s320/PC150241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145695561422823538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two very huge crabs! at least about 1m in length&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku2pzpYII/AAAAAAAAADo/8DpYG-9BBtE/s1600-h/PC150243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2ku2pzpYII/AAAAAAAAADo/8DpYG-9BBtE/s320/PC150243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145695565717790850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird fishies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxW5zpYJI/AAAAAAAAADw/4EbMLAscRsk/s1600-h/PC150244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxW5zpYJI/AAAAAAAAADw/4EbMLAscRsk/s320/PC150244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145698318791827602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloated fishies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxXZzpYKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0vtXuQ45K58/s1600-h/PC150246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxXZzpYKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0vtXuQ45K58/s320/PC150246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145698327381762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;hairy crabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxX5zpYLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IWEvY9XUrqQ/s1600-h/PC150247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxX5zpYLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IWEvY9XUrqQ/s320/PC150247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145698335971696818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squid sashimi, some of the tentacles are still moving...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bleh DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxYJzpYMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jU3qU4u57x0/s1600-h/PC150249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxYJzpYMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jU3qU4u57x0/s320/PC150249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145698340266664130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handsome bro no.2 enjoying it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxYZzpYNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ToAx57br1-A/s1600-h/PC150250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2kxYZzpYNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ToAx57br1-A/s320/PC150250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145698344561631442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;handsome bro no.3 enjoying it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the fishing village, we need to travel for another one and a half hour south then east to reach the skiing place, Phoenix Park. According to Kenny, only the leader of China is allowed to use "Emperor XYZ", the Korean leaders are only allowed to use "King". And also, dragons are only to be used by emperors, and so korean kings are not allowed to use dragons, but instead, they use phoenix. Took our lunch near the skiing resort, then went and rent the skiing outfits. We reached the hotel about 3:30, so kenny decided to take us in at 6:00, cuz there'll be a maintenance at 4:30 and we won't be able to do much in an hour and a half. Checked-in to our rooms and then sleep and lie around :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4hpzpYOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KwjiF3mkQuA/s1600-h/PC150263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4hpzpYOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KwjiF3mkQuA/s320/PC150263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145706200056815842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first ever snowman of our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4h5zpYPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2aNqAfMI-UI/s1600-h/PC150270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4h5zpYPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2aNqAfMI-UI/s320/PC150270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145706204351783154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Power Rangers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4iJzpYQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_FZH8KgSFLQ/s1600-h/PC150285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4iJzpYQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_FZH8KgSFLQ/s320/PC150285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145706208646750466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st time seeing snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5:30, we gathered at the lobby and kenny brought us to the ski equipment rental shop.the shoes were so so tight that you can't move ur ankle. A safety feature so you won't twist ur ankle in case u fall.it's also very heavy, about the weight of University Physics... on your leg while ur walking... Anyway, we all walked very very slowly to the skiing ares, it's hard to get on the escalators with those shoes :P Leanred the basics from Kenny, and then we started skiing! Woo hoo! I fell down 3 times during the whole 2 hours of skiing. First time, cuz too fast, can't control, 2nd and third time purposely fall down to avoid collision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4iZzpYRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yt1lBMTcTUo/s1600-h/PC150303-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4iZzpYRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yt1lBMTcTUo/s320/PC150303-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145706212941717778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me in skiing outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4ipzpYSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jP1wfGHyjCU/s1600-h/PC150306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2k4ipzpYSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jP1wfGHyjCU/s320/PC150306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145706217236685090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mum fell down and we all laughed XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had a dinner of ramen, which taste almost the same as the Shin Ramyun available in Malaysia. Anyway, their english are damn horrible... I wanted to order a cup of cold milk, and he thought that I said the milk was too cold and when to heat it up instead zzzz... That night I slept horribly though, my arms aching like crazy, cannot move it even the tiniest bit or it'll be in excruciating pain &gt;.&lt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning call at 6:30, gathered at 7:30 for breakafst. Today we had  korean style breakfast, with rice and all. Left for WalkerHill Casino after breakfast. My first ever entry into a casino! Woo Hoo! In Korea somemore :P No camera inside, so just got pics from the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDLpzpYTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JW2FAuTFHGw/s1600-h/PC160316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDLpzpYTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JW2FAuTFHGw/s320/PC160316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717916727599410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to a shopping Mall:&lt;br /&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/R2lDL5zpYUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/az77EfrJJ0A/s1600-h/PC160344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDL5zpYUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/az77EfrJJ0A/s320/PC160344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717921022566722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interactive soccer on the floor, you can kick the ball and it'll move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that one, another shopping mall in DongDaeMun(ring any bells? There's one stall selling snacks in vivo oso named DongDaeMun):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDMJzpYVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fMAUV7OBy7I/s1600-h/PC160345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDMJzpYVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fMAUV7OBy7I/s320/PC160345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717925317534034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outside the mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner there and then went to check in to Phoenix Hotel, near MyongJin.&lt;br /&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/R2lKp5zpYYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Bypdr6J7Gjc/s1600-h/PC160350-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKp5zpYYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Bypdr6J7Gjc/s320/PC160350-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145726133000036738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;christmas deco in the hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited outside the presidential building, the Blue House, equivalent to the White House in America. No pictures allowed, but this here is outside of the building:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDM5zpYXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BCl92PEGR84/s1600-h/PC170356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lDM5zpYXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BCl92PEGR84/s320/PC170356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717938202435954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phoenix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKqZzpYZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/evDuHWANJus/s1600-h/PC170364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKqZzpYZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/evDuHWANJus/s320/PC170364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145726141589971346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a family of dried-grass men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then off to the National Art museum, they have the 12 zodiac signs outside, which I took a picture with mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKqpzpYaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yK5EySaXr0Q/s1600-h/PC170379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKqpzpYaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yK5EySaXr0Q/s320/PC170379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145726145884938658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boku to tora san desu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then visited the Amethyst centre, a Korean traditional house, and then the palace. They have people wearing the guards uniform there re-enacting the past. Change shifts oso like very grand, with drums and sorts accompanying the guards to relieve the ones already guarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/R2lRjJzpYdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RD-HDTKv9fQ/s1600-h/Raw00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRjJzpYdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RD-HDTKv9fQ/s320/Raw00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145733713617314258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the guard captain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRjpzpYeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/68ZOXYw0nUc/s1600-h/Raw00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRjpzpYeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/68ZOXYw0nUc/s320/Raw00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145733722207248866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the guards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then a tourist center and off to a river with lots of christmas decos. had barbeque pork for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today's breakfast was especially lousy... ewww... dun wanna describe that much. After breakfast, we went to a kimchi making school to learn how to make kimchi. After that, they have some costume inside the school too for us to take pictures in. me and my 2nd bro wore an army official's costume :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKq5zpYbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ywcp9kykEyo/s1600-h/PC200006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKq5zpYbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ywcp9kykEyo/s320/PC200006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145726150179905970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and my youngest bro made some nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKrJzpYcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c_-dm3kiPE0/s1600-h/PC200008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lKrJzpYcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c_-dm3kiPE0/s320/PC200008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145726154474873282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;posers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRj5zpYfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LlWDsDavCRk/s1600-h/PC200016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRj5zpYfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LlWDsDavCRk/s320/PC200016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145733726502216178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caught a criminal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRkZzpYgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KMBFpvnxCD8/s1600-h/PC200020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRkZzpYgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KMBFpvnxCD8/s320/PC200020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145733735092150786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guarding three ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRkpzpYhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R4keHDOlnus/s1600-h/PC200023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2lRkpzpYhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R4keHDOlnus/s320/PC200023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145733739387118098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I have to take this one in the end, poser mah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had some carbonara for lunch, then off to the airport we go! Super tiring, but super fun! I dun mind going for the skiing again next year :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7318416078864106533-3543397981987004724?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3543397981987004724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3543397981987004724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3543397981987004724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3543397981987004724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/korea-trip.html' title='Korea Trip'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/R2khCJzpX8I/AAAAAAAAACI/cw0CRl265Q8/s72-c/PC070352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8584456144199877480</id><published>2007-12-11T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T12:32:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super tiring Monday!</title><content type='html'>Woke up at about 9 in the morning, then had a 'little' breakfast, consisting of the koay teow from my favorite stall! Then went to Selayang Mall to play badminton with Ying Chi, Mun Ping, Wei Keat and Lee Fu. It's been so long since I've hold a badminton racket, but still, I managed to at least not lose out to the girls :P Although... Lee Fu's skill pretty much improved a lot though. Sent Lee Fu and his bro home after playing cuz it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After badminton, I went back home for a simple lunch, then it's time for a movie with the gals. This is the 1st time I've been into the cinema in Metro Prima, since it doesn't exist yet the last time I visited. Watched Enchanted, not bad I guess, a lot of singing and stuff, some mushy things here and there. No wonder the other two guys dun wanna come. They'll fall asleep within half an hour I guess... XD Talking about cinema, it's pretty cold this time cuz it's not that full. The seats in front of us are practically empty, and the seats on my left are empty too... lucky I brought my jacket, else I'll freeze to death without any body heat beside me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to have a snack at KFC! Man I miss the chickens here! So damn better then the ones in Singapore. It feels like the price is very expensive though... the number is double of the ones in Sg... yes I know it's the same value, but I can't help feeling that it's expensive due to the face value :P Had a chat with them after the meal, and I find that us in NUS are so so lucky compared to them, their Uni practically sucks big time... UUM don't even have internet connection in the room, they have to go down to the cafe to use the internet, and no battery charging allowed in the cafe either. The lab coms in UPM, only 3 of them have microsoft office @@. Worst of all, starting last sem in UUM, they need to use Touch'nGO for their shuttle bus cuz some idiots complained that it's not fair to charge everyone for the same rate cuz some lives nearer and some further, previously all the bus fees were included in their school fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping for clothes afterwards, I got myself a black long sleeve T-shirt for the Korea trip, but seems like the gals can't find anything that they want though... ehehe, thx for shopping with me! One thing though.... I found out that my mum bought the exact same one for my dad this morning(Tue), and I was like stunned.... zzzz arghhhh... you get what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Wei Yi back around 5.50, then went straight back home. reached home about 6. then tried to nap, but then bro wanna play DoTA, so ok lor... After dinner, we went out to Selayang Mall to get shoes for the trip and a pair of new glasses for me, cuz there's this one night that my knee can't help itself and kissed the specs :P Seems like Eric is still working there and man he's changed a lot! His hair is way longer than b4... seems like a lot of guys like to leavetheir hair long after finishing secondary school :P Anyway, I went for an eye examination and he says that my eyes has gotten better... right eye drop from 350/100 to 325/50, left eye 250/100 to 225/0 @@. This is so freaky.... I nvr did anything to improve my eyesight oso... all I did was stare at the com for hours playing game or surfing net, or lie on the bed with my novel without proper room lighting... the world's gone crazy... either that, or I'm the one going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the 2nd Artemis Fowl book from Popular yesterday, and man it is good to know the staff there personally! I got staff discount for the book! Wheeeee :D After that, went down to Papa Toast for supper with parents and bro. then go home, one last round of DoTA, then sleep, at 12! I'm surprised that I can sleep so early oso, usually at least 1 or 2 only go sleep. But maybe cuz I haven't taken any nap and I played badminton in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope fully all the days spent at home will be as eventful as yesterday or else I might just be bored enough to get a whole load of novel :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8584456144199877480?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8584456144199877480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8584456144199877480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8584456144199877480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8584456144199877480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/super-tiring-monday.html' title='Super tiring Monday!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6760044196828904154</id><published>2007-12-07T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:37:11.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue post</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT1801&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st ever NUS paper that I took so happily and came out early without any fear at all and sure of getting a good grade for it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SSA1201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapped through all the way through the questions. Seems like a lot of people took the same question as I did, 3, 5 and 9 @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EE2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit sucky, cuz lack of practice. But none the less still ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EE2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most horrible paper of my life! Yes, life! Not just in NUS. Have never left so many blank space in an exam paper in my entire history of taking exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EE2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd easiest paper in NUS, open book, think i could answer the questions without much difficulty, except for the last one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MNO1001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what to say.... can answer the questions, but dunno whether correct or not... most confusing module I've ever taken in terms of what I should have learned... It feels like I just go to tutorial every week to talk and talk only, not much else. Oh ya, and the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady luck! Where art thou? I seriously think that I've been very very lucky in exams up til now, I've always skipped chapters and concentrated on a few, based on hunch, nothing else, not even any research into past year. Happy to say that in the past, the things I studied all came out, and the things I didn't just didn't. But not this sem T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After last paper, I really felt very very VERY BORED!!!!! came back, brought laptop down to 4a, and started to stone. Dunno what to do oso... the series that I liked I finished watching dy b4 finals. Even the games I was playing doesn't seem so appealing to me anymore. Played for about 5 minutes then I sien dy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir practice at night, and it was quite enjoyable! I miss the practices so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tanglin Club for carolling yesterday, specifically for the Lady's Luncheon event thingy... Place was nice, the refreshment they served was also not bad. The crowd was quite nice that day too, gave us applause on the right moments, and I was even smiling broadly when we were leaving the stage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to vivo to join syen, sarah, chunkit, ryan, carly and wei feng walk walk a bit. Watched golden compass with them and oso chubs and y2, who were almost late... XD The visual is nice, but the storyline not that good. Well... I expected that from a visual adaptation of a novel, like harry potter... Anyway, after movie, went to Page One for a stroll, and I got myself a new book, Artemis Fowl, which I finished reading this morning by the way :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 7.30 cuz my feet are ady screaming for wearing leather shoes for one whole day. Met up with James and suyin for dinner, then went back room and started stoning. Then read novel... stone again... nap.... read novel.... stone &gt;.&lt; then played a game of dota versus AI :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artemis Fowl not bad, just a bit too short though the storyline, and a bit too simple. But well, I'm a sucker for magic stuff, so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH!!!!! Dunno what book to read anymore.... Last time used to be able to go to a bookstore and find a nice magical book that'll keep me enthralled for days, but now I can't seem to find any that suits me... any recommendations anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6760044196828904154?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6760044196828904154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6760044196828904154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6760044196828904154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6760044196828904154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/12/overdue-post.html' title='Overdue post'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3427783895843307217</id><published>2007-11-22T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:34:26.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Little Janice was not the best student in Sunday school. Usually she slept through class. One day the teacher called on her while she was napping, “Tell me Janice, who created the universe?” When Janice didn’t stir, little Johnny, a boy seated in the chair behind her, took a pin and jabbed her in the rear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God Almighty!” shouted Janice and the teacher said, “Very good” and Janice fell back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later the teacher asked Janice, “Who is our Lord and Saviour.” But, Janice didn’t even stir from her slumber. Once again, Johnny came to the rescue and stuck her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jesus Christ!” shouted Janice and the teacher said, “Very good,” and Janice fell back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher asked Janice a third question. “What did Eve say to Adam after she had her twenty-third child?” and again, Johnny jabbed her with the pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time Janice jumped up and shouted, “If you stick me with that thing one more time, I’ll break it in half and stick it up your ass!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… the teacher fainted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3427783895843307217?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3427783895843307217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3427783895843307217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3427783895843307217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3427783895843307217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-janice-was-not-best-student-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4497108120122625662</id><published>2007-11-11T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T13:13:54.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this from facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. All men are extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although they are so busy, they still have time for women.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they have time for women, they don't really care for them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Although they don't really care for them, they always have one Around.&lt;br /&gt;5. Although they always have one around them, they always try their Luck with others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Although they try their luck with others, they get really pissed off If the women leaves them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Although the women leaves them they still don't learn from their&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes and still try their luck with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the most important thing for a woman is financial security.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although this is so important, they still go out and buy expensive Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they always buy expensive clothes, they never have something To wear.&lt;br /&gt;4. Although they never have something to wear, they always dress Beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;5. Although they always dress beautifully, their clothes are always just "An old rag".&lt;br /&gt;6. Although their clothes are always "just an old rag", they still Expect you to compliment them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Although they expect you to compliment them, when you do, they don't Believe you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4497108120122625662?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4497108120122625662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4497108120122625662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4497108120122625662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4497108120122625662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/11/found-this-from-facebook-men-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3631460730849252073</id><published>2007-10-31T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:41:55.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Bought a new crumpler bag in Orchard last last week, after that went to celebrate birthday for winnie at her place in Queensway. Nvr knew so many lame jokes about altos til I see Weiwei, height is proportional to wisdom, and stuff like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Award ceremony last Friday was nice, but food wasn't as awesome as I hope it was. Anyway, got a cloth nametag to stick on our clothes that night. After the dinner, I just took it off and stick it onto my bag, looks nice enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adyll was so blur! did his last minute shopping the night b4 his flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed EM2 from Syen and photocopied ED2 from Pei Suen mummy. Did all the stuff that is doable b4 the lab on Sunday, i.e. paraphrasing their lab reports :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started playing facebook applications last Sunday, and man it's damn addicting.... to those who haven't started facebook-ing yet, don't! at least not until after finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated 3 birthdays within one week, 1st off is wei feng's. Still remember chubby's face when he talked about Wei Feng and Carly having romantic fondue. Still considering whether to put up the video or not... what do you guys think? Maybe I shud on the next update, if there's no violent objections... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Yen Yoong's. Wow, he and Alison kissed so passionately *whistles* But poor thing, still got stripped and thrown into water even when he's sick... *pat pat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's birthday was quite special, birthday cake substituted with birthday donuts. And man he looks scary after his face was squashed into the donuts(or was it the other way round? :P but they didn't push the donut, so whatever u wanna interpret lah). Was aluba-ed 21 times, but not thrown into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from&lt;br /&gt;Terrence:" Guys, imagine you're holding something big. Glenn"&lt;br /&gt;Terrence:" The dove was wrong, slap it on her face again and again."&lt;br /&gt;Terrence:" Bay lagi."&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... you've been conducting this song since last sem and even through the competition, and you still can't pronounce it correctly??? It's Bal-Laygi man! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rashes appeared on my right ankle during choir practice, and spread up til my waist(wtf... I hate this...)  when I got back to room. Quickly took a shower and applied some Dettol medicated powder, and miraculously it worked pretty well and it's all gone the next morning, i.e. today. Never knew it could be use for that purpose @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep having headaches this few days, starts around 6.30-7.30pm since Saturday, until I sleep the next morning. Yes, even just now. Dunno why, but just took some panadol today. Hopes it won't happen again tmrw or else I'll have to see the doctor dy. I feel like I'm weaker here in NUS, last time back in KL I don't normally fall sick, at most is once or twice a year &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished ED2 in about half an hour today, fastest lab I ever been to. Thx Kok Hin for helping me out with the graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for MNO tutorial after hurriedly finished my ED2 lab, then watched the videos from the other groups too. I found that our group's video received the most laughter from all the videos, hope it's a good sign :D a link to my &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=P2TIW3xF2U0"&gt;mno video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for being there for me sis, else I might have broken down dy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I might appear emotionless sometimes, I admit I'm quite fragile inwardly sometimes(yeah, laugh all you want). The number of people who have seen my other side can be counted using the fingers on my right hand alone. The rest of the time I just put on my fake-expressionless mask and walk around like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to remove, but I'm trying hard to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3631460730849252073?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3631460730849252073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3631460730849252073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3631460730849252073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3631460730849252073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-9168862133083710834</id><published>2007-10-22T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:58:17.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>This morning crazily woke up at 6.30, and can't seem to fall back to sleep, so just wake up and prepare to go to class. And it was raining somemore... so wasted... Anyway, took the wrong bus with chau, A1, and forced to alight at YIH so that at least we'll be  shaded through the whole journey. Sorry ya chau, have to walk with me up so many stairs, you got an umbrella at least :P Anyway, reached class, and managed to stay awake for the 1st 45 minutes of the class, absorbing at least what the lecturer was teaching. After class, took an early lunch, and then went to ATM machine to get money and also pay phone bill at the same time. Hmm... this morning wake up that time my arm was feeling damn pain oso, dunno why. Anyway, after ATM machine feel too tired, then saw an A1 bus coming oso, so just decided on the spot to skip all classes and go back to rest. Won't be absorbing anything anyway in that tired state :P So went back and sleep through until 1.45, wake up, laze a bit, and watch IT1801 webcast. The volume of the webcast is damn small though, can't hear clearly what the lecturer was saying even with full blast headphone on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for voice class at 3.30. Been so long since I last saw Terrence. Anyway, the voice class today was very interesting! Found out where I totally 100% switch from chest tone to head tone (B and below chest tone, C and above total head tone), adn I'm supposed to practice trying to get the notes from C and above with chest tone oso. Quite happy that Terrence said that I have the potential to be a strong singer, can be the loudest in NUS choir, since after a senior who has ady graduated, even possible to be an opera singer if I choose to and practice hard... Hmm.. maybe gonna consider that, having your hobby as your job isn't a bad idea after all :D And at least you won't have to memorise formula and stuff to be an opera singer :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the year from Adyll:&lt;br /&gt;"Sops, make yourself sound more like Alto."&lt;br /&gt;*Sops blur face*&lt;br /&gt;Adyll:&lt;br /&gt;"try to sound stupid..."&lt;br /&gt;ROTFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg omg... I nvr knew Adyll could be so evil, the rest of us were practically laughing when he said that... poor altos, suddenly they're the ones sounding stupid XD And after that me and Hau Yuen joke about it for a while longer, *content secret*, just in case any altos wanna kill us afterwards XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be dwelling anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Won't be stupid anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Will try to live on my life as per normal,&lt;br /&gt;Will live everyday to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-9168862133083710834?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9168862133083710834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=9168862133083710834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/9168862133083710834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/9168862133083710834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-of-mixed-feelings.html' title='A day of mixed feelings'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4527392477200047789</id><published>2007-10-08T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:06:00.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsensical Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Yay! Just finished 2011 paper! Happy enough with it. Knows how to do one question(at least I think I did it right :P) Had I known it was these question then I wouldn't have studied... the one I know how to do is very easy, learned b4 in form 6. The other question study ady oso dunno how to do XD. Now the exam is over, it's time to busy myself with SS term assignment. Due next week, 2000 words, needs some survey/interview, but I haven't even decided the topic that I wanna write yet. Yeah, I'm screwed. Hope I won't need to S/U it though. But come to think of it, the S/U option won't be much of use anyway, the killer modules for me IMO are the core modules. The other elective modules serve to pull up our CAP. Cannot S/U core module, so it'll only be useful to finish it up on SS right? Hmm... it'll be good if I don't need to use up any of my S/U, but I think it's hard now with the way SS is going... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir practices... it's ok... but not as nice anymore... my fellow tenors who came in with/earlier than me rarely come for practice anymore, I miss them all... Hou Yuen, Brian(sometimes), and Mark even. Not that the new batch of tenors are bad or anything, but just that more familiar with the old ones. I dun feel that it's as fun as last sem anymore... haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice classes! Hmph! I'm a bit fed up with it ady... up until now, Terrence has only conducted 3 voice classes =.=' we're supposed to have one every week! And yeah, I miss Terrence too! Still not that used to being conducted by Nelson, prefers Terrence's style more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is leaving choir... and, oh well, I hope it's for the best... we'll miss you K... I hope no one else leaves the choir though... might just make me leave also... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of songs we learn are crazy I tell you @@. Almost a new song(sometimes 2-3) every week! I have got no time to practice with what's going on with my studies! Only time I get to practice is when I'm waiting for bus or on a bus to Suntec... urgh... but well, the songs sounds nice, but IMO, it'll be better to practice a few songs perfectly rather than squeeze so many songs and only manage to do a half-perfect performance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4527392477200047789?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4527392477200047789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4527392477200047789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4527392477200047789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4527392477200047789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/10/nonsensical-ramblings.html' title='Nonsensical Ramblings'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1763382772620510506</id><published>2007-09-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:55:00.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays! sort of... :P</title><content type='html'>It's the mid semester study week break! And man am I lucky! all three core modules have no mid term tests! though two of them got quiz =.= . The other three electives, IT(one quiz, done), SS and MNO have no midterms at all! YESHHHH!!!! Enjoying hols to the fullest! Gonna cut my hair(needs to be thinned, too thick that it's damn hot &gt;.&lt;), go to school to ask for permission to promote NUS, watch a movie or two(anyone wanna join?), spend time with my family, ruffle up my doggie's fur more! Oh I do miss him! Everytime i see a golden retriever I think of him, with his cute silly looks when he brings a ball to me to ask me to play with him :D Especially when watching hana kimi, with that cute Golden Retriever as a cast ^_^! Miss cooking a bit oso, but the passion for cooking seems to diminished dy since i went to NUS @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cousin's new place last night to celebrate an early mooncake festival, since most of us can't gather together during the actual date due to school the next day. Met up with almost all my close cousins, except one, who I haven't seen since during Chinese New Year... Anyway, had a nice reunion, Ken Pak still as lame as ever, yeen yeen fatten up a bit, XD. Grandma prepared some of my favourite dishes for me :D I love you popo! and kung kung oso! Love you both lots! I miss living with both popo kungkung... we were so pampered by them that we practically get what we wanted as long as it's not too much :D and we get to bring the food to the living room ro eat while we watch TV(not possible with my mum around, she was very strict last time when I was little :P), after lunch we'll be taking out mattress to put in the living room and nap there until evening. Then we'll go outside and walk and sometimes grandpa will pick some rambutan and mango from our tree if it's ripe enuff :D At night when we sleep, grandma will always tell us bedtime stories before we sleep, she made most of them up impromptu, but still we enjoyed every bit of it, and they were good stories, at least at that time it was to me, but I forgot the stories dy, just remembered the fact that it was enjoyable and we couldn't sleep at night without them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we had some mooncakes and also bak gua! Tastes so nice! Then we went up to cousin's room and played PS2 games for a while. My bros created a funny character named eunuch hoi in soulcalibur, and he(the character, not my bro) looks damn gay XD After w while. i got bored and came down to chat with my parents and aunt and uncle. Drank a lot of tea and ate a lof of bak gua in the process(Shit.. I'm gonna get fat by the time I go back NUS).... Left the place around 9, and on the way back, sent my youngest bro to a mooncake party organized by his friends. Man I can't believe he's this big dy, so tall and handsome! But still, in my heart he'll always be my cute little brother as always. Seems like he's a successful fisherman too! After we dropped him off, a gal came by and offered him food and they start chatting, though he seems a bit shy XD Watch Evans Almighty when i reach home(Thanks John!), it was damn hilarious lor, dun mind watching again if I have time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9.30 this morning, and straight away I forcefully wake my bro up to have a breakfast in my fav noodle stall in Kepong market :D Still love the noodle there the best, although I have to admit that they are a bit slow in serving customers. After breakfast, we got back and dad started to prepare the fish that he caught in his fish pond in his rubber plantation. He did a considerably good job in cooking it, but the fish was a little bit too salty when eaten without rice :P For lunch, we went to Papa Toast in Selayang Mall. As usual, me and my bros ordered soya bean with cincau, and man was it nice! Haven't had any for such a long time! after that, we went to the games shop and bought a few PS2 games. After we got home I tried out the games on PS2, while my bro hogged my com again, he's been on it for so long that I suspect that he's been hypnotized by my com to stick to it 24/7. Napped a bit, play around a bit with johnny boy and then it's time for dinner! had some usual stuff(Oh I miss these, nvr appreciated this when i was staying home) in a chinese restaurant. Then got back and watched smallville till 11, chat chat, and started blogging :P Gonna go to school tmrw(Hope the teacher still recognizes me. Hmm... shud I go only after i cut my hair?) and ask for permission to promote NUS in school, among the form 6 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Got an offer to change my specs, shud I? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1763382772620510506?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1763382772620510506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1763382772620510506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1763382772620510506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1763382772620510506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/09/holidays-sort-of-p.html' title='Holidays! sort of... :P'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2312143797099601313</id><published>2007-09-11T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:51:48.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boinks</title><content type='html'>Been browsing through some of 5B gangs' blog archives, and I can see a lot of changes in some of them, some physically, and some mentally, or at least the way they describe life in their blog when i say mentally... How time flies... 5B gang is one year old dy, and the members are all in 2nd year of their studies in NUS, and hell yeah, we're struggling to survive here(well, at least most of us are). I really couldn't imagine chubs in that kind of hairstyle he was a year ago, so used to the fact that his hair is long and spiky when he wants it :D Suyin pula, I couldn't believe she was that chubby last time @@ John chan... ur blog entires are all so long, read until headache dy just now :P Syen, as far as I can tell, not much of change in her looks, but seems to be a bit more mature than last time? though, still as cheeky(sometimes) and sarcastic(all the time XD) as when I 1st know her. The rest are quite new bloggers, can't find any old posts that that pre-dates NUS academic year 06/07, although, I still could find a lot of grammar mistakes In Kai Lin's blog XD. Maybe I should start picture blogging too, to see whether I've changed after 4 years in NUS. From what I noticed, I look thinner last time when I 1st came to NUS, and true enough oso, my weight has increased since I came here. Not enough exercise and too many food I guess. Must control diet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During some period last year, I keep wondering... will anyone here miss me if I suddenly go missing? What if, one day, I'm run-over by a stray car... will anyone miss me? Or at least, remembers me? Will they be more happy with me gone from their life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to get picture of all 5B gang members and put them on next post, after graduate, see whether there's any significance changes in looks and style :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my best friends from my secondary school last time are very distant from me now... Even when he's on9 in msn, Alan won't even initiate a conversation with me, and everytime I initiated it, he either ignores or just say he's busy... Of all my best friends, only Tchuin chats with me once in a while... Is friendship so easily forgotten? I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier sidenote, I'm proud to announce I'm a fully 100% tenor, not a baritone that can reach high notes :P And to further enhance my skills, I'm told to practice singing falsetto for at least half an hour a day @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skippity skip skip! Last week was one of the happiest week in my life ever since I came to NUS. I have never ever felt so light-hearted for such a long stretch of period. Details only known to my little sis for now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke... need to control my spendings or else I won't be able to last the year...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna complain about the S.A.M. machine in YIH! It's not working! bah!!!! I keep inserting my card in it and it kept bounce it back. stupid machine! guess I have to go to cenlib to pay either tmrw or the day after or my line will be terminated soon T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep now, byeeeezzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Leo falls dead asleep on bed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2312143797099601313?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2312143797099601313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2312143797099601313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2312143797099601313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2312143797099601313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-if.html' title='Boinks'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6970574089364572293</id><published>2007-08-28T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:03:29.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Yippee! Woke up at 7 this morning for nothing! Damnit! Saw the wrong timetable, and ballotted for the wrong class... thought DO4 is Tuesday 8-10, but turns out is Thursday 8-10... I spent like half an hour in front of the tutorial room where I thought I was supposed to be in like a sucker... Went on walking around Arts to see whether I've got the wrong room... Went to the separtment of Asian studies(wrong one), but no one was there, I even went to the lib to check(guess what? I still didn't notice the thur instead of tue), and found I was in the correct room(but two days earlier &gt;.&lt; ) Asked chau to check for me, and luckily, she saw that it was thursday instead of today. What a relief... that means my thursday is so so damn nice! 8-2, 3-6, then 6.30-10 for choir! Yippee!!! Have to change timetable or else I'm dead...      Timetable b4 changing:        &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/RtPktN8samI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FCqN6RVF5Ow/s1600-h/timetable.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/RtPktN8samI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FCqN6RVF5Ow/s320/timetable.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103674268230380130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the sociology department this time, and asked for a change of timetable for tuts, and I was directed to Prof. Saroja's room, but she's not there yet(I'm ady fucking tired by this time, brain not functioning well dy). Left dept. and went to the deck to eat my breakfast. The noodles taste like shit... must there be tomato sauce or chilli sauce to make the noodle have some taste at all? I ask the lasy only to put soy sauce and stuff, in the end the noodle doesn't even taste salty in the slightest bit. It's just like eating a lump of boiled tasteless flour &gt;.&lt; And did I mention that my toes were rubbed raw in my new pair of slipper? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back room, damn tired dy, and slept after chatting for about 15 minutes... Wake up, it's raining, yay! the weather damn nice to sleep! And guess what? It's a nice day for my laptop to take a bath too! By the time I wake up the top of my laptop was ady damn wet, along with some of my notes on the table! Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 o'clock. Went down to take lunch, and head straight for sociology department and mno tut at 3. Stepped on a puddle of water accidentally(yay! my feet felt so refreshed!) and froze it on the bus. Went to see prof. saroja, couldn't get the tut class I want, but at least it's not thursday 8-10, though will have two clashes with labs. Well, at least it's 5-6, will be late for an hour for the tut for two weeks, better than dead on thursday night. Waited at the wrong venue for my mno class. Went to SoC SR2 instead of Biz SR2. Lucky noticed it 10 minutes b4 class starts (brain damn fuzzy today, can't think straight), and rushed back to biz there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class starts! And yay! I'm in different group from alison and charlotte! But at least there's a few pretty girls in my group though. Got a nice tutor, who told us some nice secret :) (not being sarcastic here in case ur confused). As expected, I only remembered the name of two of the girls in my group, Meryl and Cai Yun, the other 3 guys and a girl I can't remember :P Anyway, got to know each other, the guys all from engine(one SoC), girls all from biz.  Then it was time for one-pager presentation! The 1st two guys spoke quite coherently, but when it's the SoC guy's turn, I could barely understand what the hell he was talking about... Keep jumping here and there like a frog, something about inventing a new program I think, and dunno what about working as temp shopkeeper... anyway, not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte told me about the farewell party for pau pau tonight, so now looking forward to go there! Hope and hope everything could go well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6970574089364572293?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6970574089364572293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6970574089364572293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6970574089364572293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6970574089364572293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/08/yay-yippee-woke-up-at-7-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmGK1psMaM/RtPktN8samI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FCqN6RVF5Ow/s72-c/timetable.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2392351700787765807</id><published>2007-08-26T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T10:20:00.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir audition results and 1st practice</title><content type='html'>A little bit disappointed that none of the msl people that I know got through the audition, but on the side note, there are at least 2-3 Malaysians that got in I think, will try to get to know them :) Here's the list of people who passed the auditions, does anyone recognise any msl names here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sopranos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;1) Sheena&lt;br /&gt;2) Rhoda Wong&lt;br /&gt;3) Sophia Soh&lt;br /&gt;4) Rachel Poo Ruixian &lt;br /&gt;5) Michelle Teo&lt;br /&gt;6) Cheong Jiarui&lt;br /&gt;7) Yeo Zoe&lt;br /&gt;8)Long Huiyi Melody &lt;br /&gt;9) Stephanie Cheng&lt;br /&gt;10) Vivian Ong&lt;br /&gt;11) Ong Ee Leng Michelle&lt;br /&gt;12)  Tisa Wwindayani&lt;br /&gt;13) Ng Ai Ning Ann&lt;br /&gt;14) Arti Srivastava&lt;br /&gt;15) Lisa  Adiputra&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Altos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;1) Ho Suet Yee Michelle&lt;br /&gt;2) Yang Shu Jun Deenise&lt;br /&gt;3) Ng Zhi Ying &lt;br /&gt;4) Wong Choon Lim Glenn&lt;br /&gt;5) Stefanie Long&lt;br /&gt;6) Anusha Vedagiri&lt;br /&gt;7)  Kendra Hanagami&lt;br /&gt;8) Normanisa Maswari Aziz&lt;br /&gt;9) Jasmine Chan&lt;br /&gt;10) Ng  Juat Teng&lt;br /&gt;11) Nguyen Ha Huyen Van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;12) Siew Chi Kuan Andrea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Gnin  Yeow An&lt;br /&gt;14) Hang Yuanyuan&lt;br /&gt;15) Lim Pei Min&lt;br /&gt;16) Winnie Wong&lt;br /&gt;17)  Teo Kah Yong Eunice&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tenors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;1) Ng Seng Hong&lt;br /&gt;2) Nguyen Dinh Duy&lt;br /&gt;3) Justin Tandingan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4) Tang  Lik Jin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Chen Daifeng&lt;br /&gt;6) Andrew Halim&lt;br /&gt;7) Scott Hoover Stier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;8)  Chan Chong Sheng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Jonathan Gan&lt;br /&gt;10) Luis Felipe Mohando&lt;br /&gt;11) Teo  Chye Keong&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;1) Meng Zhi Hao&lt;br /&gt;2) Aldwin Chester Yap Dumago&lt;br /&gt;3) Samuel Kerschbaumer &lt;br /&gt;4) Allen Shi&lt;br /&gt;5) Linus Chan&lt;br /&gt;6) Joel Poh&lt;br /&gt;7) David Trinh Thai Duy &lt;br /&gt;8) Lim Yang Sheng Edwin&lt;br /&gt;9) Terry Lau Shue Chien&lt;br /&gt;10) Lim Tian Bao &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Those that I know are Malaysians are highlighted in blue :P Please let me know if you recognise any k? Not that I'm biased towards other country or something in case you think I am, but just that I wanna know how many Malaysians are there this intake :) Although... I could just ask the committee members come to think of it... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna complain!!!! All the newbie tenors are so damn tall! :P The senior tenors are all so short, we're all almost about the same height T_T On the 1st practice, Adyll asks all the newbies to stand in front. And you can guess what happens next.. Yes! We can't see anything at all in the front XD We were supposed to do some rhythmic exercise, by doing certain actions according to the numbers written on the whiteboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - stomp your right leg&lt;br /&gt;2 - snap right, snap left&lt;br /&gt;3 - clap three times&lt;br /&gt;4 - say out loud:"ONE two three four"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not yet implemented for newbies though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - stomp right, stomp left, clap clap clap&lt;br /&gt;6 - STOMP stomp stomp STOMP stomp stomp&lt;br /&gt;7 - Stomp right, clap clap, Stomp left, snap snap snap.&lt;br /&gt;8 - say out loud:"ONE two three four TWO two three four"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, couldn't see the whiteboard, and had to squint through the gaps in between those in front =.=' At one point I missed a few cuz I can't see and have to wait until the last few bars b4 I can follow the numbers. Really feel like I'm the junior as they're taller than me :P cuz that's the norm right? Seniors taller than juniors? But with us it can't be helped, we're shorties :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From another point of view, this might be good too, since we're short, we're going to be able to stand in front right? Yay! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, enough about their height, now to their capability as a chorister. Personally, I think the tenor newbies are quite good! Can catch up with the notes rather quickly :) Better than me last time when I 1st join I think. I had trouble singing my own part when combining SATB. I kept singing the sop's melody I think, hehe. Proof of they're good(at least those that I heard from near) comes from Luk luk lumbu. I was standing besides Justin and heard him sing the correct notes for T2s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adyll got cheeky in conducting luk luk and started to increase the speed halfway through the song and we got faster and faster, much more faster than the usual speed we do the song XD It was quite fun i admit, but it was a bit taxing on the stomach muscle, it felt a bit like after finishing Bal Laygi's note punching :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so now we have a male Alto and a male Soprano, heh. But I wonder whether there'll be a female tenor or a female bass though :P It'll be quite scary to hear a girl sound like a guy IMO, but it'll be quite interesting to hear them sing like a guy :P There are so many Altos in choir now! 17 new ones adding to the existing crowd... When they all sit in a circle, I think the number almost rivaled the total number of us who went to Pattaya @@ Wonders whether the new batch of altos will get as crazy as the old ones though... *scampers and hides from the altos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt bored at last practice though, only sang Linden Lea and Luk Luk Lumbu. Hope the next one will be better! I think there's a new song that we'll be practicing on Monday, can't wait to get my hands on the new scores ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2392351700787765807?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2392351700787765807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2392351700787765807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2392351700787765807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2392351700787765807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/08/choir-audition-results-and-1st-practice.html' title='Choir audition results and 1st practice'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1542591193685088135</id><published>2007-08-14T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:16:23.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st birthday!</title><content type='html'>This is the 1st time ever in my life that I celebrated my birthday in NUS, with my dear precious group of 5B friends :) Went out to watch Rush Hour 3 in Vivo city at 1, it was damn funny XD! Just that the ending is a bit weird only lor :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Superdog for lunch/teatime. Halfway through, jun yen dissapeared without finishing his burger. Then after a while, syen, john, chau and ryan oso left, tinggal me with James, Kai Lin, suyin, siyun, adrian, andrew, yi wern and a freshie who I forgot her name :P I didn't suspect anything at that time guys... cuz jun yen said y2 asked him to go see pants and stuffs, and the rest follow after finishing the food. Well anyway, after a while, we felt bored sitting there watching over chub's delicious burger *drool*, so we decided to just bring the burger to him lor. Suppposed to meet they all midway one, but then jun yen said that they still got stuff to look at, so I just left to my favourite store lor, Page One bookstore :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the bookstore for about 1 hour I think, then came out and met up with the gang. I saw chauchau with a lot of plastic bags in her hand, and I teased her for buying so many things again XD. After that, we left for Settler's Cafe via mrt, reached Buona Vista and then we walked all the way there. We shud have listened to chau, and walk outside instead of walking inside and make one big circle XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Settler's Cafe around 7.10. We went in and squeeze around one table, then decided to take the set offer, 12 dollars for main course, free flow of drinks, and enjoy the games until 10 o'clock :) I had the fish and chip, tastes quite ok lor :) I like the ugly doll card game, damn fun! XD would have won though if didn't forfeit for 3 times and returning the 3 cards I have T_T, but still, it was damn fun! I think I got around 11-12 cards in the end. Midway through, I got a bit of headache, and so didn't join in the game for a while, rested a bit :P. I was really gennuinely surprised when you guys brought out the cake you know, cuz I was very blurred dy at that time, brain wasn't functioning very well due to headache XD and then, me and sarah were supposed to pull out the candles using our mouth, so we did so. and got one extra, syen decided to sabo chubs cuz his birthday is during holidays and we weren't able to celebrate it, so in the end, chubs had to do it XD. Then chau chau gave me the presents, and told me off for saying that she buy so many stuff, some of them were for me! XD Got a black T and a black jacket with red and white linings from the gang ^^ Thank you guys and gals ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, in the end, we went back by taxi to pgp. The End :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1542591193685088135?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1542591193685088135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1542591193685088135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1542591193685088135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1542591193685088135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/08/21st-birthday.html' title='21st birthday!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1194823466166853801</id><published>2007-07-30T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T11:23:09.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid sony ericsson phone</title><content type='html'>My phone kept dying more frequently the past few days T_T Yesterday alone it kept dying for dunno how many times, whenever I wanna check the time or msg and took it out from my pocket, it's dead. It's not as if there's no battery left, it's still at least 50% full. This morning, after I charged for one whole night, it dieded again mid way when i was checking the calendar &gt;.&lt; I need to send it to repair dy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1194823466166853801?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1194823466166853801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1194823466166853801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1194823466166853801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1194823466166853801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/stupid-sony-ericsson-phone.html' title='stupid sony ericsson phone'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5983759636228916218</id><published>2007-07-28T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:30:27.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWR!</title><content type='html'>I will not be on time anymore, I will always be at least 10 minutes late. Damn frustrating, I go there at the agreed time, and no one's there. DO NOT BLAME ME IF I'M LATE OK? I WAS ALWAYS ON TIME, AND I'M SICK AND TIRED OF WAITING &gt;:( NEXT TIME YOU GUYS SAY 10, I'LL TAKE IT THAT IT MEANS 10.10 OK? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5983759636228916218?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5983759636228916218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5983759636228916218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5983759636228916218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5983759636228916218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/rawr.html' title='RAWR!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3933698958311537710</id><published>2007-07-24T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:26:13.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian timing</title><content type='html'>I damn fucking hate Malaysian timing &gt;:( ! Can't they be punctual? Personally, I have the habit of being about 5 minutes early than the agreed time to gather, got it from my parents, don't make people wait for you. Similarly, I do expect people to give me the same courtesy in return. What's so important that you can't reach on time? 1-2 minutes late, I still can accept. But 10 minutes?  During UFO2, XX said to gather at 9, sharp, dun be late. and yeah, guess who turned up 9.10? I'm really sick and tired of Malaysian timing! RAWR!!! think of other people too! It's not as if you're the only one who got stuff to do that you can come late while others have to wait for you like suckers, seeing the bus pass by one by one. It's a different story if you really have some important engagement on, but at least let people know about it 1st. I dislike to make people wait for me, and in turn, I hate to wait(I sound like Sasori right? =.=') Anyway, be considerate, be punctual, it's a virtue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3933698958311537710?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3933698958311537710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3933698958311537710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3933698958311537710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3933698958311537710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/malaysian-timing.html' title='Malaysian timing'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2216061355075278562</id><published>2007-07-24T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:28:50.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Harry Potter movie sucks big time &gt;.&lt; here are some of the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***Warning, spoilers, skip this part if you wanna watch for yourselves***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Dursleys(especially uncle Vernon) look very very retarded. Though this might be due to the fact of poor acting skills.&lt;br /&gt;-Number 12 Grimmauld place was revealed to harry through a piece of paper given to him from mad-eye, written by dumbledore, not through mad eye knocking on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;-Hannah Abbott was supposed to be the one asking Harry:"can you really produce a Patronus? A full fledged Patronus?", not Luna lovegood.&lt;br /&gt;-Where's Mrs. Black's Portrait screaming?&lt;br /&gt;-Phineas Nigellus, not even mentioned... (in case you dunno, he's sirius's ancestor, previous headmaster of hogwarts)&lt;br /&gt;-Hermione and Ron are supposed to be prefects&lt;br /&gt;-Hagrid was supposed to be back b4 Trelawney got sacked&lt;br /&gt;-The fireworks are released after the OWLs, not during&lt;br /&gt;-Where's quidditch?&lt;br /&gt;-Cho wasn't the one who betrayed the DA, it was her friends Marietta&lt;br /&gt;-Grawp looks a lot nicer in the movie compared to what was described in the book. He was supposed to have lopsided mouth, and his face wasn't supposed to look like a normal human's. And also, if I remembered correctly(i dun have the book with me now), Grawp doesn't have hair.&lt;br /&gt;-The duel in the ministry is too much like naruto style, just flying off here and there and throwing kunai(in this case, magics) at each other.&lt;br /&gt;-Lucius Malfoy didn't break the prophecy, it was supposed to be Neville's leg under the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tarantallegra&lt;/span&gt; curse.&lt;br /&gt;-The last battle between Voldemort and Dumbledore looks a bit stupid. Most of the part it look like that they are dragonball characters, blasting energy waves at each other.&lt;br /&gt;-The statues are supposed to come alive by dumbledore's magic to shield harry from voldemort. In the end there was one statue laying crumbled near harry, with even though it was perfectly still on the fountain throughout the whole battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***spoiler ends***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just skip this movie, it's a waste of time and money.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7318416078864106533-2216061355075278562?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2216061355075278562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2216061355075278562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2216061355075278562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2216061355075278562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3909576574678458272</id><published>2007-07-18T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T11:39:00.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir competition</title><content type='html'>We had our 1st competition of the folklore category on the 2nd day in Pattaya, 13th of July. Did Yu Ye Hua and Luk Luk Lumbu. After coming down from stage, we heard some inside news that our choir was one of the few that the judges clapped after performing our pieces :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd competition is for the open-mixed category, on the 14th. Ave Maris Stella was better than usual, but still, it's horrible, not due to our skill, but due to the song itself :P . Shima E, honestly, I dun think it was one of our greatest time performing, but it's still alright. Bal-Laygi, I honestly think that we did our best, and that one time was the best ever that we ever performed. The shouting part, I have never ever heard anything like that during practices. Everyone, including me, did the screaming part with full power, and standing in the 1st row, I got the full effect from everyone from behind blasting at me, it was such a great feeling. Adrenaline rushed and all. I saw Terrence's face looking a bit emotional, but didn't notice that he was already crying until the others said they saw it when we went down stage. Was really really happy with our performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, we all started to play bridge like crazy. Everynight in Pattaya, played at least until 1-2 o'clock, only then will we go to sleep(ok, at least not me, I slept early for the two days that has competition, but after competition, I stayed up til quite late to play oso.). One crazy thing, on thre day when we were coming back to Singapore on the plane. Kelvin and mark won a game with a bid of 7 no trumps. meaning that they can't even afford to lose one hand @@ Kelvin's hand is consisted of almost all the aces, kings, queens and jacks... Anyway, that day when we flew back, it was night time. So the lights are mostly turned off. The only three spotlights on were on NUS choir's 'gambling den' XD. You could easily recognise where the NUS choir people are just by searching where the light is on. The rest of the passengers are all asleep, but we had 3 sets of cards and we kept playing after lift off. Ok I slept a while, and Pei Suen has the picture to proof it :P. Anyways, I oso have one picture of our dear alicen sleeping with her mouth wide open on the bus to pattaya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was ok during the whole stay there, but there really just wasn't any authentic thailand food served during our stay there. the buffet was mostly consists of bland food. Well, we can't complain about that, we need to keep our voices for the competition, so we can't have spicy food spoiling our throats then. had one spicy one after the competition and it burned my throat a little bit. The next morning, started to feel that a sore throat is coming on, but still, in the afternoon, we went to a restaurant and I ordered a fried rice. It was quite hot, but still it's enjoyable. I enjoyed myself imagining what Kai Lin's expression will be after he eat the fried rice XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, from the bottom of my heart, I have never ever regretted joining NUS choir! You people are great! I love every single one of you guys and gals, you all made me feel a sense of belonging, just like what Terrence had said about our bunch, we are special! :D Through this competition, we all bonded even more closely. Truly, I feel a sense of belonging with you guys. Will miss the choir practices for these few weeks though... Anyway, I hope a new bunch of choristers will join us soon, and help us liven up NUS choir even more! Met a few promising freshies yesterday, and I hope to see them during the audition :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results day: We got gold C for both categories that we participated in, 4th place for folklore category, and 6th place for open-mixed. I'm very very satisfied with the results really, considering about half of us are new to choir. Means we all have great potential! We'll definitely secure the 1st prize for the next competition we're going! Honestly speaking, i got dejected a bit when the results are just announced, cuz we didn't get 1st prize, but after a while, I felt very satisfied with our results, and what i came here for wasn't for the 1st prize, it was to show what we can do :D One of the judges from phillipines gave us very high marks, high enough for gold A, and I'm very very satisfied with that, considering that we don't have any connections with him, and he don't have any reasons to bias for us, and also that he is one of the strictest judges ever! Though why Singapore judges gave us low marks, I have no idea. IMO, as long as what we sang sounds nice and you enjoyed it, it doesn't matter too much if we go a little bit flat or sharp together, and it makes the chord. either the singapore judges are too technical( like what Mr. Gao Gao said about the reasons for our Bal-Laygi marks, hmph!), or they are biased against us T.T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence's speech also helps liven up the mood that day, and I agree whole-heartedly with what he had said. Although... Aaron could check how we felt 1st b4 telling Terrence that we're dejected. Anyway, what he did was good too! That's the sign of a good leader, keeping the members spirit in a good form! And terrence, we, as the choir, love you too! You're a great conductor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough ranting then. Now it's time to go to the business canteen to meet up with the freshies from msl and later bring them to a campus tour :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3909576574678458272?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3909576574678458272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3909576574678458272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3909576574678458272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3909576574678458272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/choir-competition.html' title='Choir competition'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4261335974610117958</id><published>2007-07-11T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:35:16.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day!</title><content type='html'>Woke up ard 9 this morning. Ate coco crunch(damn nice with cold milk ^^) and then start to watch animes and series til noon. Lunch, nap and then it's time for choir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Engine panggang stall for dinner, and I am veh veh lucky today! The uncle manning the stall is very generous today(it pays to be a regular ^^), gives me an extra piece of chicken, and a serving of vegetables without extra charge! hehe, was feeling damn happy all the way walking to choir. note to self though: dun buy milo after dinner, will make me feel too full &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini sectionals was ok, but today tenors not in form... T_T, kept singing wrong notes during small sectionals. Later around 7-8, I was surprised to see Kim Wong, Wai Kit, Suyin, Carly, Wen Hau and Eng Aun coming in to see our practice. We're supposed to perform in front of guests today, and I didn't know until we're supposed to perform &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think we did great, at least in front of 'novices'(quoting Terrence, not my words), we do sound very very good, but we still lack some facial expressions and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents for Adyll! Ohmygosh, the presents are really so funny! : bitch pills, a jar of notes that we all write for him^^, and an award from us to thank our dear student conductor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to celebrate birthday for our two dear choir members! Brian and Yu yan! Happy birthday you two! Wish you two all the best! And I wish that we'll come back as champions from Pattaya! Hmm, rephrase that: I'm sure we'll come back as champions from Pattaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for UFO2 too! can't wait to help torture *oops* you didn't see that! Can't wait to help our dear little juniors coming to NUS next /gg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4261335974610117958?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4261335974610117958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4261335974610117958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4261335974610117958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4261335974610117958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/lucky-day.html' title='Lucky Day!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4702243076971100490</id><published>2007-07-04T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:50:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Tenors Rawk! Yeah Man! Tenors are the best! We're the most constant sections, and always got the correct notes! Yeah! hehe, feelin quite happy after Terrence's praises, wheeee! Hmm, and that's also the reason why tenors got tortured so much XD. Expecially Ave, I'm really almost sick of singing "Nos Culpis!!!!" =.=' dunno sing how many times dy, XD. Oh ya, and Adyll oso said we're good for luk luk, /gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, going to Vivo to watch transformers later! Heard so many good reviews from friends, so so so kan cheaong dy! Gonna leave in an hour. Oh ya, chubs is back, maybe gonna bully him into playing RO with me later /gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RO journal:&lt;br /&gt;Quests completed:&lt;br /&gt;1. Arch Demon&lt;br /&gt;2. Kakashi headgear&lt;br /&gt;3. Haruhi Ribbon&lt;br /&gt;4. Arch Angel&lt;br /&gt;5. Death Hood&lt;br /&gt;6. Face of Death&lt;br /&gt;7. Quincy Bow&lt;br /&gt;8. Alarm Mask&lt;br /&gt;9. Moony Hat&lt;br /&gt;10. Dark Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On-going quests:&lt;br /&gt;1. Askydun guardians&lt;br /&gt;2. Buster sword&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugged quests:&lt;br /&gt;1. Solar God helm(gave me a lousy apple instead &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin-X Kirri: lvl 187&lt;br /&gt;Sniper Septimus: lvl 165&lt;br /&gt;Creator MSLeo: lvl 91&lt;br /&gt;LK TrevorBelmont: lvl 139&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4702243076971100490?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4702243076971100490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4702243076971100490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4702243076971100490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4702243076971100490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3145667488475831941</id><published>2007-06-28T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:28:57.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant rant rant!</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, my favourite song in choir is not yu ye hua! And I doubt anyone besides you love the song like that. Secondly, I think you're a bit twisted. "Think of a lady in red hanging from the tree when you're singing the song"??????? How twisted can you get? Just the thought of it makes me shiver, and you're saying to apply that to the song? What? Sing with my legs shaking? =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am worried about our chances in the competition with you singing. I don't doubt that you can get your notes correctly, I give you credit for that, but please, you're not a soloist, try to make your voice blend in with the rest when you're singing. Maybe it's just me, but I can always hear your distinct signature screaming when singing. Especially the 1st Amen in Ave Maris Stella. Undoubtedly, you're very suitable for the solo part in Bal-Laygi, yes, that's the sort of tone quality suitable for that part. But not the other songs, we're supposed to blend in . Choir is about the music produced as a group. But if your voice sticks out like that, it doesn't sound that nice. I should go listen to the recordings now, I'm not really sure whether it could be heard by the judges, but from my position.... Ok, I'm repeating myself again right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And try to show respect to our dear SL, dun always try to take charge. He knows what's good for us. yes, you can give your opinion, and you should too, to the SL, but when he says No, just get on with it and stop insisting. What's more, it's very irritating everytime you go near a piano and try to test your voice range for god knows what reason. Always, press one note, and scream AHHHH! then one note higher, and again and again =.=' you're supposed to sing the note, not scream it! And anyway, it'll spoil your throat IMO if you keep screaming. you should sing scale, going up gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, your sense of timing is terrible, especially the tak ken turrr part. I suggest you dun sing the 1st two bars, get the rhythm from us, then continue from there. We can get the rhythm right, but sometimes, you're just confusing us with your rhythm. Anyway, finished ranting now. But great job for Bal-Laygi and yu ye hua, it's ur fav song because you sing quite well in those two songs. I suggest you use that sort of singing in the other songs too. Think what you want. Lady in red, black yellow whatever hanging from wherever you want, but keep those thoughts to yourself. If it helps you sing better, all the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3145667488475831941?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3145667488475831941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3145667488475831941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3145667488475831941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3145667488475831941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/06/rant-rant-rant.html' title='Rant rant rant!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2793504173312376666</id><published>2007-06-17T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:24:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir Performance in Esplanade! ~and some other things ~</title><content type='html'>Lots and lots have happened in between the last time I blog and now, butI dun think I'll be putting everything inside this post. To know what happened during the trip to Langkawi, Penang and Ipoh, refer to John, Syen or Carly's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to Singapore two weeks ago, on a Saturday morning. My parents drove me back, and my bro tagged along too, and stayed with me until Tuesday morning. We went to sentosa around 4 in the noon, nothing much there, quite boring IMO &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; down =".="'"&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st performance on Friday was ok, but I found out that a graduated senior tenor 1 who was standing on my left(not Huai Zi, he's on my right) is some sort like a mini Mr. X, his voice quality doesn't blend too well with the rest. I'm not really sure whether mine blends in or not though :P But still, I can comment on that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd performance is really damn sucky! Wrong timing here and there. The choir didn't get in on the last note in Elder Scrolls: Oblivion, brass instruments blasting like there's no tmrw, pipe organ the usual sucky performance =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd performance was the best overall, the pipe organist stunned me actually, she played correctly, and in time with the conductor oso, although some wrong notes here and there, she played definitely very well in the last one. And there were two encore pieces for the last show, Shinobi and One Winged Angel. The crowd cheered very very loudly when we started the One Winged Angel encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During performance time, especially the 1st half b4 the intermissions, a lot of us almost fall asleep sitting behind the orchestra. I had to pinch myself to keep myself from falling asleep. One common thing about the audience in all 3 performances is that they always laugh in the beginning when they were playing Super Mario Bros and the screen shows the game, and oso during the encore piece of Shinobi, they'll laugh when the screen shows the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I didn't sleep at all, and was playing game and watching series, cuz after finishing laundry was around 3 ady, so dun wanna sleep 1st cuz if I sleep then I'll get a headache when i wake up at 8. So I played game until 7.30, got back room and changed, and then left for Golden Mile. Slept in the bus just now, and I'm still in bus now writing this blog. Just so you know, I'm writing this in a notepad, will cut and paste it when I get back hom later :) Anyway, ciaoz! finsihed what I think i shud typed dy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2793504173312376666?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2793504173312376666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2793504173312376666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2793504173312376666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2793504173312376666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/06/choir-performance-in-esplanade-and-some.html' title='Choir Performance in Esplanade! ~and some other things ~'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6590718223620617285</id><published>2007-05-13T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:53:50.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I admit this is a long overdue post, and after a kick(literally) from our dear lovely Syen, decided to blog again about the past few weeks. Last update I made was about half a month ago huh? So this post would be super long, so if ur scared of reading long posts, I suggest you just click on the cross button on the top right corner there. Need further instructions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After physics paper, we all went to have lunch at NUH kopitiam there. Ryan is especially funny that day XD. He wasn't with us when we board the bus from opposite YIH, so we just called him to let him know that we're going NUH for lunch, and if he can make it, wait for the bus at SRC there, cuz our bus is going there oso. nearing YIH, Ryan saw the bus, and starts to run. Then someone(&lt;s&gt;Syen&lt;/s&gt; Baltic, I think, not sure, dun bash me if I'm wrong XP) said: Run Kitty Kat, Run! All of us were laughing at Ryan's &lt;s&gt;antique&lt;/s&gt; antic XD, and Ryan too, seems to laugh a bit, though I have no idea why @.@ So hop he got on the bus with us. But you know what? In the end all those running just serve him the purpose of having exercise. He blur blur a bit, didn't got down on the stop we're all supposed to alight =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, our beloved sister Sopphia's birthday! We all met at Eusoff Hall at 12 to prepare a birthday surprise for her! Syen and Teresa draw a big key for her, and well, the process is so like what us all engineers are trained to do, precision! Using ruler and all, making sure it's symmetrical, XD. After finishing the preparation, we stick our handiwork on Sopphia's door, and the expression she gave when she saw it was funny: a very long and slow mo-ed "Oh-My-Gosh!" Afterwards, Sopphia told us that she actually thought she was on the wrong place when she saw her door with our decorations, and looked around at her neighbour's until she finally realise that it was her room and start to cry out her so long and slow mo-ed oh my gosh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night, a gang of us(comprising of chau, syen, me, baltic, ryan, alpha, john, suyin, wei feng and carly) went to Thai Express in Vivocity for dinner! Man the dish I ordered is damn spicy! So spicy that I'd swear it almost burned a hole through my throat. I think I'm on the verge of tears dy that time, a bit more spicy then I'll be a crybaby then XP. Spicy it is, but it tastes quite nice though. I like the juice too, but given the choice, I'd rather make my own Avocado juice, tastes much better than theirs XD. Oh ya, and I got my mouse that day too! Thanks to John who brought me to the right place, heh. Thx John! Oh, b4 I forget, I got my 160G external harddisk in Suntec City the day b4! Yay! Now i can store all those movies, animes, games and all installation programmes inside there! So during dinner, baltic acts as if he too is eating something spicy, while in fact, the fried rice he ordered is anything but spicy =.=' So after dinner, we gave james his birthday surprise! A pair of pants(pity we didn't choose the orange coloured one XD) and also a Zinc bag. Happy James? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday passed by without much events, so my memory of that day is quite blur.... On Wednesday, it's &lt;s&gt;QET&lt;/s&gt; CTW! Our last and final test! I'm glad that it's not quite hard though, I hoped that I did well enough. I dun hope for an A or anything, a pass will do for me now, considering the efforts I've put into it(which almost amounts to zero =.='). After exam, I went to the co-op to get my two other novels, and then head back to pgp to have lunch in K Gourmet with Syen, Ryan and James. Then James went out to somewhere near Queensway for his HP adapter problem, and Ryan went Queensway for I dunno what :P. Me by the way, went back to take a nap, well nap after I finished chatting and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning I woke up and start to play Mo Siang on9 in R2 tv room, but seems like everyone's too tired so no one came down teman me T_T. At nite, we went out to Chinatown to have our dinner, then after that we walked all the way to Clarke Quay, then to The asylum(yeap, we're a bunch of cuckoos!), ordered drinks, played Cho Tai Ti with Syen's mini cards, play chess, and Jenga. After a while, John and Chau secretly left and bought a piece of cake to celebrate Kelvin's birthday! After we got back, I went to R3 TV room to play game and read novel hehe. We saw some of the guys marinating the kitchen from the balcony there XD. Me and Chubs watched naruto too that nite :P. After that, I continued reading my novel and finished it at around 3am XD sorry lor, old habits die hard, can't stop myself from finishing the last few chapters of the novel. Anyway, woke up the next morning at around 11.30, rushed everything and went downstairs to have lunch with he others in pgp canteen. It's been such a long long time since so many of us msl-ians gathered together to have a meal like this ^^. Anyway, after lunch only I realised I forgot a few important things, 1 of them being my pendrive, to copy eyeshield manga from John XD, and oso the two honeydews in my fridge. Funny thing is, I only thought of the honeydew when I think of Kai Lin XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took bus, MRT, and bus again to reach the chalet. For pictures, click on the link to 5B, The Legend, me too lazy to put them up, and oso, if I have to upload them one by one to my post, it'll take at least one whole day with the amount of pictures and also the connection here.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after putting down our stuffs in the chalet, we went to Pulau Ubin to have fun! We cycled around the island for almost an hour. The downhill parts are fun, but not the uphill, my butt and thighs are practically sore after I got down the bike, cause: hvr got on a bike for more than a year dy :P. Anyway, chubs is damn fast with his bike, always leading the pack :P. After cycling, we got back to the chalet and start to prepare for the BBQ. Seems like the guys are all responsible for building the fire, cleaning the meatballs and sausages, and oso to cut the fruit. While the gals.... better not say anything *runs for life from Syan, Su Yin, Alison and Carly's daggers* XD. After the fire is hot enuff, we start BBQ! I especially love the meatballs and fishballs! The fried rice is obviously a favourite, the 1st dish to be finished. I dun like the bee hoon though, doesn't taste nice IMO. The drinks though, seems to be a bit too diluted, not sweet enough for my tastebuds :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we celebrated May Babies' birthday. Then I went upstairs to take a bath and spent about an hour reading my novel again, hehe. After that, went downstairs and saw the others are playing polar bear, since they've started, some of us latecomers can't join, so me, Syen, Yen Yoong and Alison played a few rounds of Cho Tai Ti to wait until we can join the polar bear game :) First time playing leh actually... last time during UFO that time didn't join them go play til late at nite at fong seng cuz used to the sleep pattern at home, can't help but start feeling sleepy around 11. But nowadays I think almost all of us who are already in NUS for almost one year is already used to sleeping around 1-3 in the morning XD. The polar bear game is quite fun! I wished I could be one though, but in the end I only got civilians for all the 3 rounds I played. After that, I went upstairs to sleep for about 3 hours. Wake up, played bluff with the rest that are still awake, then msged my parents asking them whether they're on the journey dy. Luckily I did, mum said the alarm clock didn't work that day, they're supposed to wake up at 4.30, but later only after recieving my msg around 5.30 did they wake up, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, me, Syen, Carly and Wei Feng went upstairs to play Cho Tai Ti again(Ryan.... u know what's coming up right? XD) We 1st go into the bedroom that Ryan and Edward shared. When Syen and Carly sat on the bed Ryan was sleeping on, the whole board supporting the mattress fell down on the floor! When Syen found out it was Ryan who slept there last nite... well, let's just say Ryan is full of holes from Syen again XD. After the game, we all took some pictures in the living room and a few at outside the chalet b4 leaving. Hmm... I "vaguely" remembered someone wanting a bouquet of mock flower that someone else rejected.... wonder who is it leh? *laffs hard* Anyway, me, syen, ryan and james decided to take a taxi back to pgp cuz it's faster, and we're all too sleepy to take bus and mrt cuz have to interchange here and there. So after giving the instruction to the taxi driver, all of us slept through at least 80% of the journey. After we reached pgp, i saw my parents waiting for me dy, so after leaving my stuff in my room, I brought my parents to the backgate there for them to take a cab to their hotel. The taxi stand in the foyer there was crowded with people waiting for taxi. After that, me go back room to sleep, really damn tired after the whole night having fun in the chalet. Then 5B gang at last gathered at 5B to have dinner! Ok, all beside Chau who went back a few days b4. Then after dinner we waved farewell to baltic and chubs, who were going back on a bus at 9 that nite. The rest of us go back room and some went down to play badminton with Kim Wong they all. I didn't start packing until around 10 though, and it took me the whole nite until 3 in the morning to finish packing. Thx James for helping me shift my fridge and air cooler to dear Cuyin's room :) After finish packing, even though I'm tired, I still went down to play Mo Siang on9 til 4 o'clock. Guess I'm addicted dy huh? Then went back room to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next day at around 10.30, put all my stuffs into the car and then check out of pgp. I'll miss my room, especially since it's on the 7th floor, though not so nice view, but still, it's one of the safest cluster cuz rarely will people come up to the top floor. Even if they wanna steal, the lower levels are much more of an easier victim spot. And besides, with me as cluster leader... :P After msging all my frens goodbye, we left for my home! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened the first few days at home, just sleep, eat, play game, read novel, oh, by the way, I've finished all my novels at hand, maybe gonna go 1U to get somemore, anyone interested to join? Then last Thursday, went out with my mum to watch Spiderman 3! Dunno why some people say that Spiderman 3 is not nice, but IMO it's quite good leh! Nice graphics and all, the storyline oso not bad. My mum looks young right? I was mistaken for her brother once  =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, us helpers for the welcome tea on Saturday are invited to a high tea with Mr. Kelly and Mr. Raj, officers of the office of admissions. The cakes and sweets served are damn nice! I especially love the strawberry truffles! They briefed us a bit on how to answer some of the FAQs such as why choose NUS over NTU for engineering course? Why not SMU over NUS for business? and some other questions. Well personally, if I'm asked which Uni is better, NUS or NTU, I'd definitely say NUS! Well i mean, I dun quite like the environment in NTU there, even though I've only been there twice. Definitely prefer NUS environment! lecture-wise I can't be sure, cuz nvr attended any of the NTU lectures, but it couldn't deviate much could it? All the lecturers, ok most, are old and boring, those that aren't are a rarity. Most important reason that I'd answer NUS is cuz I have a bunch of great friends that I would otherwise wouldn't get to know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! Welcome Tea! Kim Wong woke me up at 6.50 asking me whether he can follow me go to KTM or not =.=' I mean, can't u have asked me last nite when I was still awake? RAWR!!!! Anyway, I was a bit later than my ETA cuz I fell down on the way I came, and missed the monorail just by 5 seconds zzzzz... When I got on the stairs, i saw the door just starting to close. if it wasn't for the fact that I fell down on the elevator, i would have been able to make it on that train. So end up I reached Renaissance around 9, half an hour later than i intended... Welcome Tea starts, we listen to Mr, Raj's introduction and all. And Kim Wong, of all the long speeches that he had given, still dare say that the guy's speech is too long XD. Hmm.... I learned that Wen hau and Pei Suen are both very suitable to each other, both a bit blur blur sometimes XD. Wen Hau left his camera in the reception table, but luckily he's still in the parking lot when i called him about it. Then it's Pei Suen's turn. She called me asked frantically asked whether we're still in Renaissance, when i replied no, she told me that she left her hp back in Renaissance, and a second later, she exclaimed, oh, it's here in the car =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Burger King in KLCC. Oh, on the way to KLCC, near a bus stand, Syen called to James:"Watch your head!" and a sec later, bang! his head kena the awning XD. For once, I'm glad I'm short :P After lunch, we went to puduraya to buy bus tix for the trip on the 16th. Then we all went back home to sleep cuz it's damn tiring to have to wake up so early for the welcome tea... At around 9.30, I drove to Sri Damansara McD there to wait for Yen Yoong to come pick me up to go yam cha and play pool in Asia cafe. While waiting, I called and chatted with Ying Chi for about 10 minutes, hehe, it was nice to chat with her again after so long. And well, I have about 110 dollars credit, so dun mind using them to call for 10 minutes, cuz i won't be using them much anyways. Played a bit of foosball in Asia cafe there while waiting for out turn on the pool table. Yen Yoong and Swee Siang are damn good players, and Yuan Lih btw, by far let in the most goals XD. After the pool session, we went down to yamcha, and go back home afterwards. Oh, and Syen's apartment there looks damn nice leh, like some sort of holiday resort liddat IMO :P. Reached Sri Damansara around 2, and thx ya Yen Yoong and Alicen for sending me straight to right in front of my car :). Reached home around 2.30, showered and then came down to play games somemore XD. Slept around 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, dad woke me up at around 9 for breakfast... Well, haven't had breakfast with all of them for a long time dy, so I just pulled my butt out of my bed and lazily clean myself up and had breakfast with them. Nothing much happened today oso, but after lunch, I had an intense headache, due to lack of sleep no doubt. Head still hurts like hell when i woke up, so took a pill and luckily it subsided dy... Well that's all for this post. If you have read non-stop and finished this in one go, I really have to congratulate you for having the willpower to continue, anyway, I'll stop dy. Damn tired writing this post, started to write after breakfast, and only finished now. Ok, til next timw, i hope I'll blog more frequently, so to not have to write something this long ever again. Think it's torturous to read the whole thing? It's even more torturous for me to finish writing the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last line for the blog: Happy holidays everyone! Cyu 5b gang on the 16th nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6590718223620617285?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6590718223620617285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6590718223620617285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6590718223620617285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6590718223620617285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/05/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8953523934833088220</id><published>2007-04-27T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:23:11.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Hear</title><content type='html'>They think that they'll see flowers&lt;br /&gt;If only they give water&lt;br /&gt;But the harvest season's over&lt;br /&gt;The time has passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark I'm sittin'&lt;br /&gt;The answer that soon I'm gettin'&lt;br /&gt;How do I know where it comes from?&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna feel safe with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Just for once&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you've mixed all my bits&lt;br /&gt;You grabbed all my soul&lt;br /&gt;You've taken everything over&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Just for once&lt;br /&gt;You know you can make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;And take me out from these nights of longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how long I've waited&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what has faded&lt;br /&gt;The color of those petals&lt;br /&gt;destroyed in mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your hand, can you feel now&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, then you'll reach out&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you have now&lt;br /&gt;Should be all transformed to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Just for once&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you've mixed all my bits&lt;br /&gt;You grabbed all my soul&lt;br /&gt;You've taken everything over&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Just for once&lt;br /&gt;You know you can make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;And take me out from these nights of longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Just for once&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you've mixed all my bits&lt;br /&gt;You grabbed all my soul&lt;br /&gt;You've taken everything over&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Just for once&lt;br /&gt;You know you can make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;And take me out from these nights of  longing&lt;br /&gt;( Hear your voice ) Ah … Ah … Ah … ( x 4 )&lt;br /&gt;(Hear your voice …)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8953523934833088220?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8953523934833088220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8953523934833088220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8953523934833088220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8953523934833088220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/let-me-hear.html' title='Let Me Hear'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6593130719652132973</id><published>2007-04-26T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:37:38.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Down, 2 to Go!</title><content type='html'>Woo Hoo! 3rd paper down today! Programming! At last, I can delete all the C++ thingies from my laptop! And man, the paper was damn easy! The only question I have no idea at all how to do is question 2, so I just crapped something to fill in the otherwise blank page. I wrote: Make the wine tasters taste different 5 bottles each, and each bottle has at least 5 different tasters, then see which 5 dies XD. Oh, and in the end, I added an afterthought: "Why not let the king die? I mean, he's evil anyways @.@." Yeap, you got me right, I wrote that on the answer paper XD. Only in the bus did Kai Lin said his method, which made a lot of sense, haih... didn't think of it pula XP. Truthfully, I didn't study this morning when I wake up. 1st thing I do when I wake up is click on the link to Veoh.com, D. Gray-Man episode 18. Yeap, I'm crazy. I finished 2 animes from the start of study week til now. Now this is the 3rd anime since study week starts @.@ Have to blame chubs on the 3rd anime! He introduced it to me! Heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at KE VII Hall just now with a big bunch of friends :) Haven't had such a big gathering dunno in how many n years dy(and to avoid being corrected, like what Yin Chau did last time, n is floating point value XP). Truthfully from the bottom of my heart, I felt very happy during dinner. All of us gathering together to have dinner. Thanks Kai Lin for initiating this :) Haven't felt this content for n(again, floating point value) years dy ^^ Food is quite nice, One meat, one side dish, one vege, a bowl of soup, a glass of drink and a fruit for only 2.50. I mean, you can't find anywhere this cheap dy... Though price is cheap, it doesn't mean the quality is bad. The food tastes reasonably well. During dinner, lots of we talked about lots of funny stuffs. Like how Kai Lin's saliva.... XD. Oh, and today Kai Lin's pretty 'cham' oso, keep getting shoot whenever he opens his mouth to say something XD. Kai Lin&gt;&gt; Sorry ya for posting this up XD. Oh, and b4 I forget, two days ago during dinner, James holy riced and I almost kena! I'm sitting just opposite him, and the rice reach more than half the length of the table, lucky I finished my food dy XD. Trigger of his holy rice I think is about some scandalous stuffs about the vegetarian food aunty and the chicken rice uncle @.@ XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and happy birthday to Pei Suen! All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wallet tinggal three 2 dollar notes, and 2 dollars worth of coins. T_T Have to withdraw money tmrw or else won't have money for dinner dy XP. I find that my appetite increased during exam periods. So I think my expenditure on food increased dy, not yet exponentially though, or else my weight too will increase exponentially. Just checked my weight, luckily no changes yet :) Hmm.... what to do during holidays? Look at me here, exam haven't finished yet and yet already thinking about holidays *smacks self* Ok, got some sense back, but still dun wanna study *double slap* alright! I'm awake! Will study later after I finish one episode *megaton punch* Ok Ok! Will read 2 chapters after finish blogging and then only watch an episode of D. Gray-Man *pats self* *smiles*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;End of the episode! Ok, just when I wanna end this, something is happening beside me. apparently, the guys around me are all growing kids like me too. Kai Lin went up to buy peanuts just now, and chubs has a packet of twisties with him. And now James pula just came back from Georgies with some junk food and a packet of milk, chocolate milk, if I'm not mistaken. Can't blame them though. Me too feels a bit hungry, but I think I'll wait for the McD later. If there is anyone ordering *Please let there be someone who wants McD* *begs* *double-beg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's pathetic, but whatever. Signing out, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6593130719652132973?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6593130719652132973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6593130719652132973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6593130719652132973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6593130719652132973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-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: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-7318416078864106533.post-5579724125066345740</id><published>2007-04-24T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:14:48.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Down, 3 To Go!</title><content type='html'>Phew, screwed another paper! Wheeee!!!!! MLE just finished, and I think I suck big time. But what the heck, it's over dy, and I think I'd managed to scrape a pass at least :) Just wanna share my feelings on what's happening these few days. I came to realize that I'm not much different from my little doggie back at home. Just yesterday afternoon, was feeling pretty sucky, I had no idea why, but just felt very down. Was in function room, with no one close that I know around. Was pretty mush to the point of going to snap at anyone near me that time, thank god no one did anything to make me burst. After dinner, number of people that I like(Ok, it sounds wrong, but, what the heck. My Blog! Dun like it? scram!) start to increase exponentially in the function room. FElt very content that time. Reason? I have no idea. Just felt peace and sorts. Experimentally proven that human beings(at least this human being) needs company to be happy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short joke on Exams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a philosophy exam, the professor placed a chair on top of his table, and asks the students to prove that the chair does not exist. All the students aside from Leo wrote furiously on their paper using every theory they have to prove that the chair doesn't exist. Leo left the exam hall after just writing two words on his paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results day. Leo got an A for his paper. All his classmates were befuddled, so they checked his answer paper:"What chair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up, next paper: cs1102c! Hope I can get good marks in this, cuz it's all about theory, no need to write out program. Hope I can manage it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trinity Blood sucks.... although the characters and their abilities are quite interesting,&lt;br /&gt;the story itself doesn't play out much. And the ending damn boring. The final bad guy only came out in the last 2-3 episode. And they dun even tell much of him either. The last fight is so short that it's not even worth watching.They might as well just put it in subs and say the hero finally killed the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening theme is damn nice though. I was listening to it over and over again when studying. Yeap, u got me right, just that one song, nothing else for a solid 4 hour last night. I'm crazy right? :P By the way, the songs is called DRESS, and it's now currently playing on my blog in autoplay mode. Just let me know if u dun like the autoplay, I'll off it. If not then just wait til I get tired of it and change to another song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that you'd regret, but after a while will soon forget it. But the period between regretting and forgetting is just so painful. I hope I have the strength to support myself through this period.&lt;br /&gt;Back to last sem:&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I've been unfair to her. I knew she liked me, but I distant myself from her due to some small misunderstanding. Must have hurt her a lot. I'm sorry....&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people(for example, me) like that? Do not appreciate what they have, and instead goes for the impossible? That is just so typical of some humans right? @.@ Yes, I call myself human, not human being, cause I dun deserve to be called one for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must control my spending. I spent quite a lot on food these days... Must control myself, or else will not have enough money to spend for what I want, and besides, will get fatter and fatter T_T Must exercise during the holidays. Think I'll go to the gym or play pingpong with the other choristers suring the vacation stay here. Hope can lose a few kg b4 the sem starts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun think I have any more stories to tell dy. So ciao~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5579724125066345740?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5579724125066345740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5579724125066345740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5579724125066345740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5579724125066345740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/2-down-3-to-go.html' title='2 Down, 3 To Go!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1132749318839614789</id><published>2007-04-23T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:32:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRESS (Blood Trinity Mix)</title><content type='html'>Dress&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Sakurai Atsushi&lt;br /&gt;Music: Hoshino Hidehiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji&lt;br /&gt;ドレス　- BUCK-TICK (Trinity Blood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鏡の前で君とまどろむ&lt;br /&gt;薄紅の指先&lt;br /&gt;その手は不意に弱さを見せて&lt;br /&gt;唇を塞いだ&lt;br /&gt;あのひ君と約束を交わした&lt;br /&gt;今は二人思い出せずに&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;退屈な歌に耳を傾け&lt;br /&gt;窓の外見つめる&lt;br /&gt;僕はDRESSを纏踊って見せよう&lt;br /&gt;狂ってる会教えて&lt;br /&gt;いつかかぜにさらわれてゆくだろう&lt;br /&gt;今は二人想い出せず。。。woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;僕はなぜ風のように雲のように&lt;br /&gt;あの空へと浮かぶ羽がないなぜ&lt;br /&gt;星のように月のように全て包む&lt;br /&gt;あの夜へと沈む羽がない。。。ああ。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘れないで愛溢れたあの日々&lt;br /&gt;君の顔も思い出せずに&lt;br /&gt;いつか風に書き消されてゆくだろう&lt;br /&gt;いまは二人思い出せず。。。woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;僕はなぜ風のように雲のように&lt;br /&gt;あの空へと浮かぶ羽がないなぜ&lt;br /&gt;星のように月のように全て包む&lt;br /&gt;あの夜へと沈む羽がない。。。ああ。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;僕はなぜ風のように雲のように&lt;br /&gt;あの空へと浮かぶ羽がないなぜ&lt;br /&gt;この愛もこの傷も懐かしい&lt;br /&gt;今は愛しくて痛み出す。。。ああ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romaji&lt;br /&gt;kagami no mae de kimi to madoromu&lt;br /&gt;usubeni no yubisaki&lt;br /&gt;sono te wa fui ni yowasa wo misete&lt;br /&gt;kuchibiru wo fusaida&lt;br /&gt;ano hi kimi to yakusoku wo kawashita&lt;br /&gt;ima wa futari omoi dasezu ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taikutsu na uta ni mimi wo katamuke&lt;br /&gt;mado no soto mitsumeru&lt;br /&gt;boku wa DRESS wo matori odotte miseyou&lt;br /&gt;kurutterukai oshiete&lt;br /&gt;itsuka kaze ni sarawarete yuku darou&lt;br /&gt;ima wa futari omoi dasezu...woah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boku wa naze kaze no you ni kumo no you ni&lt;br /&gt;ano sora he to ukabu hane ga nai naze&lt;br /&gt;hoshi no you ni tsuki no you ni subete tsutsumu&lt;br /&gt;ano yoru he to shizumu hane ga nai...aa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasurenai de ai afureta ano hibi&lt;br /&gt;kimi no kao mo omoi dasezu ni&lt;br /&gt;itsuka kaze ni kaki kesarete yuku darou&lt;br /&gt;ima wa futari omoi dasezu...woah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boku wa naze kaze no you ni kumo no you ni&lt;br /&gt;ano sora he to ukabu hane ga nai naze&lt;br /&gt;hoshi no you ni tsuki no you ni subete tsutsumu&lt;br /&gt;ano yoru he to shizumu hane ga nai...aa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boku wa naze kaze no you ni kumo no you ni&lt;br /&gt;ano sora he to ukabu hane ga nai naze&lt;br /&gt;kono ai mo kono kizu mo natsukashii&lt;br /&gt;ima wa itoshikute itamidasu...aa...        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Translation&lt;br /&gt;In front of the mirror, I doze off with you, your fingertips light pink&lt;br /&gt;Your hand unconsciously showed me its weakness, and you shut your lips&lt;br /&gt;That day, we exchanged promises&lt;br /&gt;And now, we’re together, without remembering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ears are bored by a tedious song, and you gaze out of the window&lt;br /&gt;Shall I put on the dress and dance for you? Am I crazy? Please tell me&lt;br /&gt;Someday, maybe, we’ll be caressed by the wind&lt;br /&gt;And now, we’re together, without remembering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I float into the sky like the wind, like the clouds? Why don’t I have wings?&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars, like the moon, I have no wings enfolding everything and sinking into the night, ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget those days that overflowed with love&lt;br /&gt;Without even remembering your face&lt;br /&gt;Someday, maybe, I'll be erased by the wind&lt;br /&gt;And now, we’re together, without remembering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I float into the sky like the wind, like the clouds? Why don’t I have wings?&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars, like the moon, I have no wings enfolding everything and sinking into the night, ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I float into the sky like the wind, like the clouds? Why don’t I have wings?&lt;br /&gt;This love and these scars are so dear&lt;br /&gt;Now, they poignantly begin to ache, ah…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1132749318839614789?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1132749318839614789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1132749318839614789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1132749318839614789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1132749318839614789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/dress-blood-trinity-mix.html' title='DRESS (Blood Trinity Mix)'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7084491970071556951</id><published>2007-04-22T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:27:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 1 paper</title><content type='html'>Phew.... at last, maths exam is finished. Yes yes yes YESSSSSSS!!!!! Gone hyper a bit yesterday after exam XD. Keeps disturbing people after that :P Sorry guys.... in the end get owned sy Syen pula XP. Anyway, next up, MLE 1101. Gotta study for it, but as usual, no mood to do so XD. Just now woke up start to watch anime, til lunch. then after that came down to function room to study. Didn't progress much though, just finished chapter 3. Kelvin, Chee Han, Mickey mouse, Eng Aun is in the function room too. And by the way, I'm loading trinity blood episode 12... truth be told, it's not that interesting, quite a lot of politics and power struggles, too much talk... but started to watch dy, so might as well finish it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder.... do I really fit in here? sometimes I feel like an outcast. And most of the time, I feel like I'm withholding myself, and rarely do I let loose myself. And I think I earned the reputation of being uptight rite? XD Well, better that than letting myself loose and annoy everyone out of their wits like yesterday XD. And dang it, trinity blood is loading like a snail... I've loaded it for about half an hour dy, but it only just managed to load half of it, shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shud really be going back to study now, but b4 that, let me paste a link to help u guys in relieving stress, &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6204903272262158881&amp;q=mario+frustration"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6204903272262158881&amp;amp;q=mario+frustration&lt;/a&gt; it's a video of a guy playing mario, but keeps dying and thus, keeps cursing when he dies XD. I had to stiffle my laughter in the function room just now, almost broke out laughing. Oh, and by the way, I got this link from the cs1101c jokes forum there. In case you guys didn't know, u can still bookmark that module even if u don't take that module anymore. Just click on the bookmarks tab, then Add/Delete Bookmarks, Add Bookmarks, then key in the code of the module u wanna bookmark. The rest i dun need to tell u wat to do rite? Studying in NUS for so long and if u still dunno what to do after that long explanation means.... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, study time, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7084491970071556951?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7084491970071556951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7084491970071556951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7084491970071556951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7084491970071556951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/after-1-paper.html' title='After 1 paper'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6221616804149026209</id><published>2007-04-19T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T15:19:32.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doink doink</title><content type='html'>Hmm... I'm just wondering whether I'm becoming crazy dy or what. Exam on Saturday, and til now I dun even feel like studying =.=' What the hell is wrong with me? Been watching anime and playing games too. My maths formula sheet only half done, other subjects oso not yet prepared 100%, and still, I dun feel the urge to go and do my work like I'm supposed to. See? I'm even blogging right now without even feeling a bit of guilt... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 5B gang drifting apart from each other dy? Last sem during this time we were all studying together in 5B seminar room. Nowadays we are divided into 3 groups. One group of 4 in R2 study room, another group of 3 in function room, and the rest of us in library journal section. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like that we even rarely go out together anymore. That is a good thing in the sense that all of us are growing up and prioritize study over fun though. But still, I'd prefer to go out, with all of the gang, not only part of the gang. Haven't seen some of them for ages. Only yesterday during James' birthday did I see them again. Haven't seen chubs and John for a few weeks b4 his birthday. I mean, a few weeks? Dun even have time to see each other at least even once a week? Ya, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of life(yeap, rare in my life now that choir practices are suspended til June due to exam), I got a new little sis! Erm, not a newborn little sis though, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a bit stressed out sometimes. Over something I dun like to do much, over studies, and over friends. Only sis knows of my woes.... Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to study now. At least I hope I am going to study.... XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6221616804149026209?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6221616804149026209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6221616804149026209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6221616804149026209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6221616804149026209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/doink-doink.html' title='Doink doink'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3706022058944982451</id><published>2007-04-14T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:20:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DELETE</title><content type='html'>DELETE IT DANG IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GYAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3706022058944982451?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3706022058944982451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3706022058944982451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3706022058944982451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3706022058944982451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/delete.html' title='DELETE'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3418731350724515688</id><published>2007-04-13T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T11:29:29.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performance in Esplanade!</title><content type='html'>Recieved news yesterday that we're going to be collaborating with Vocal Consort and the Festival Orchestra, under the baton of  Arnie Roth, to perform in "PLAY! A Video Game Symphony" !!!!!!! The songs that we will be singing are OSTs from games such as Final Fantasy,  World of Warcraft, The Elder Scrolls, Sonic The Hedgehog and Super Mario Bros.  (Gamers Galore!). I was so so excited when I saw the news on the forum! Got butterflies in my stomach ever since! So so want to get my hands on the score now! It even made me have no more mood to study yesterday(which is a bad thing, but well :P). We're gonna perform One-winged Angel! I've been wanting to sing the song since I got it from X a few weeks ago, and now we're really gonna sing it! Yay! Anyway, here's the links about the concert itself, tix, performances and stuff. Copy and pasted directly from the forum :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="postlink" href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=821" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=821&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="postlink" href="http://www.play-symphony.com/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.play-symphony.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="postlink" href="http://www.singaporeartsfest.com/programmes_detail.asp?pid=19&amp;t=2" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.singaporeartsfest.com/programmes_detail.asp?pid=19&amp;amp;t=2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning was a disaster for me though, didn't close my bottle cap properly and ended up everything in my bag was dripping wet T_T. Worst of all, my extension wire was also inside my bag. double doink. Lucky for me the rest of my stuffs aren't damaged. My notebook's cover works as some sort of water shield for the rest of my notes in my bag, lucky I brought it along :P Double lucky for the fact that my extension wire still can be used. Used it last nite on my air-cooler, handphone charger and laptop, nothing blew up, so I guess it's still working properly. Watched anime til around 1 last nite though. Not good. But enjoyable XD. Read naruto manga this morning oso. And this morning was not quite good either, but still bearable. One of the lifts is under maintenance, while the other, I have no idea why, was parked at level 5. I had to walk all the way down from the 7th floor! RAWR! Even more frustrating is after I got down to the ground floor, the lift is working properly again! GYAAAAAA! Did a bit of cursing :P I can't believe I cursed with those words, I normally dun curse right? At least not in the vicinity of any humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got to library dy, and I shud be studying now. So, laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3418731350724515688?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3418731350724515688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3418731350724515688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3418731350724515688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3418731350724515688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/performance-in-esplanade.html' title='Performance in Esplanade!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1477051236875133143</id><published>2007-04-08T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:00:52.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom Of The Opera</title><content type='html'>Omigosh, recently got addicted to a lot of choral songs! First is Canon in D by Libera boy choir, then One-winged Angel from FF VII Advent Children. Now got addicted to Phantom Of The Opera somemore, thx to my bro :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1U yesterday, and got myself a Deathnote merchandise set, consisting of a DVD of the movie, a CD of the soundtrack, a handphone accessory, and oso a Deathnote notebook(hmm... who's name should I write inside? *cackles evilly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so so much relieved after going back home. Now feeling quite good. what's more Leo-&gt;feelings.empty()==TRUE! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Jerry's is giving out free ice-cream on the 17th! anyone wants to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot that the library closes at 4.30 today, so I wasted a bit of time lor. Went there at 1, and have to leave at 4.25 dy... didn't managed to do a lot fo things, but revised a bit of maths at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied a few GBA games into my laptop from the PC at home, gonna play after exam. *grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new pingpong bat! can't wait to try it out :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Naruto episodes this week. No bleach too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss home! Me wants to stay home, dun wanna come back NUS :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1477051236875133143?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1477051236875133143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1477051236875133143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1477051236875133143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1477051236875133143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/phantom-of-opera.html' title='Phantom Of The Opera'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2949154413241870518</id><published>2007-04-07T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:44:53.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>Phew... tired really, but it's quite fun at home! got home yesterday around 2.30. Not much to talk about yesterday, but today did quite a lot of things. woke up around 10 in the morning. Did my mastering physics and then start to play game for a bit :P. Cousins arrived around 11.30. We waited for my bro to come home from school, then off we go to 1U for fun! We 1st went to the cinema to buy movie tickets. After debating for a while, we decided to watch Meet The Robinsons. Movie starts at 3, so we went to MongKok Restaurant for lunch 1st. Ordered a meatball sidedish that's damn spicy. My throat burned and tears almost came out after the 1st meatball XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went for the movie! Story is quite nice actually, if you like this type of genre. Was quite touching in the end there. A lot of funny moments in the movie though. The villain is damn stupid, brainless to the core. He managed to steal time-machine only with the help of a crazy bowler-hat-cum-helper machine. Nah, not gonna say anymore about the plot in case someone wants to watch it. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau called me in the middle of the movie... no more tickets from KL back to Sg for Grassland... so in the end after the movie I went straight to the Aeroline bus counter(lucky it's in 1U) and got two tickets for us to come back tmrw nite at 6.30... hai... half-day's plan gone down the drain, have to get back earlier cuz no more seats for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home after that. While waiting for dad to come home, I played game again, Tales of Phantasia. It's quite a nice game really, hihi. Anyone wants? It's a gba game, I have the rom in my laptop now... but after exams lah, or else later someone blames me when can't get good grades then I die lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time! We went to a Chinese Restaurant near Amcorp Mall there for dinner! I was given the privilege to order any food I want ^^. Eaten two bowls of rice, hehe, but the portion is just about the Indon panggang in techno there. Then after dinner, we went straight to A&amp;amp;W for dessert! One of my bro ordered a banana split, while the rest of us ordered double-scoop ice-cream wafer! Damn full after that... urghh... Seems like I'm stuffing myself these few days. Just b4 I came back, I have a craving for milo after dinners, and for 3 days in a row, I had milo from McD there after dinner XP Surely fatter dy after going back Sg later T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now my stomach feels a bit queasy... must be from the mealsssss just now. Had too much! Must stop stuffing myself tmrw! Signing out now, nothing much to say anymore anyway :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2949154413241870518?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2949154413241870518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2949154413241870518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2949154413241870518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2949154413241870518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7853441291880174880</id><published>2007-04-04T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:05:14.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish....</title><content type='html'>Like the star so high above us,&lt;br /&gt;You're dazzlingly beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Like a diamond in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the deep blue sea,&lt;br /&gt;The depth of your heart is,&lt;br /&gt;Unfathomable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I know how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;What I can do to cheer you up,&lt;br /&gt;What I can do to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you know how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;But courage is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or worse,&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the end of this torment,&lt;br /&gt;Never again to bug me,&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so shitty today... Damn it! No more choir even... it's the only thing that cheers me up these days. Feeling so angry, frustrated and depressed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel both love and anger at a friend at the same time? ARGHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss choir practices... Even though it's tiring after that, at least I'm happy there. The intense practices are so so fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I lying when I say I'm happy as long she is? Maybe it's true to some extent, but not quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to forget!!!!! argh!!!! Why is it so hard? Kinda wish I'm a computer program... delete the 'feelings' data.&lt;br /&gt;while (Leo-&gt;feelings!=NULL)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;Leo-&gt;feelings.delete();&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't that be easy? *Laughs hysterically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have courage. I feel so like a gutless chicken right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna cry after listening to the recording... Not tears of joy, but real tears of sadness!!!! Do we really sound that bad? Some blame it on the recording. Well, yeah, the coughing sounds can't be helped I guess, but that's not the main reason. I keep hearing split notes here and there. That one couldn't be caused by the recording problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna breakdown soon. I need a shoulder to lean on to cry. Any volunteers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm going back home tmrw. Got a few days to calm down b4 coming back here to be applied with breaking tension again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-Winged Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DRgN8EC4EjE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DRgN8EC4EjE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noli manere, manere in memoria. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saevam iram, iram et dolorem. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferum terrible, ferum fatum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noli manere, manere in memoria. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veni, mi fili. Veni, mi fili.&lt;br /&gt;Hic veni, da mihi mortem iterum.&lt;br /&gt;Veni, mi fili. Veni, mi fili.&lt;br /&gt;Hic veni, da mihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noli manere in memoria.&lt;br /&gt;Saevam iram et dolorem.&lt;br /&gt;Ferum terrible fatum.&lt;br /&gt;Ille iterum veniet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili. (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili.&lt;br /&gt;(Qui mortem invitavis,)&lt;br /&gt;Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili.&lt;br /&gt;(Poena funesta natus,)&lt;br /&gt;Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili.&lt;br /&gt;(Noli nomen vocare.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili.&lt;br /&gt;(Ille iterum veniet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Literal English Translations (word for word)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't remain, remain in memory. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raging anger, anger and misery. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fierce terror, fierce fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't to remain, remain in memory. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, my son. Come, my son.&lt;br /&gt;Come here, give me death once more.&lt;br /&gt;Come, my son. Come, my son.&lt;br /&gt;Come here, give me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't to remain in memory.&lt;br /&gt;Raging anger and misery.&lt;br /&gt;Fierce, terrible fate.&lt;br /&gt;The second advent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, come, come, come, my son. (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, come, come, come, my son.&lt;br /&gt;(By death's invitation,)&lt;br /&gt;My son, come, come, come, my son.&lt;br /&gt;(Painful tainted birth,)&lt;br /&gt;My son, come, come, come, my son.&lt;br /&gt;(Won't call the name.)&lt;br /&gt;My son, come, come, come, my son.&lt;br /&gt;(The second advent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7853441291880174880?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7853441291880174880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7853441291880174880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7853441291880174880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7853441291880174880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wish.html' title='I Wish....'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3697484443890779467</id><published>2007-04-02T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:57:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeward bound</title><content type='html'>Maybe gonna go back home on Thursday! Yay! Just now heard Chau said she wanna go back home on Thursday, me, being such a gentleman, offer to accompany her back. Ok, that's a lie, but sounds nicer mah, rite? Wanna go home and celebrate belated birthday with daddy! I miss my family at home! Grandpa and grandma at home oso, I miss them a lot! Muacks! Love you all at home! Shall make a list of what I shall do back at home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hug my cute little doggie and rumple his fur!&lt;br /&gt;2. Go get a haircut at my usual saloon. Hair getting damn long dy =.='&lt;br /&gt;3. Kacau my two younger brothers!&lt;br /&gt;4. Kacau my parents!&lt;br /&gt;5. Dote on my grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;6. Bug dad to buy me a pingpong bat! :P&lt;br /&gt;7. Study for exam(I hope I can)&lt;br /&gt;8. Play dota with my bro(and most probably get trashed =.= )&lt;br /&gt;9. Maybe go out for a movie! TMNT!&lt;br /&gt;10. Ask YC out to Mr. Huan's. Or maybe can combine 8 &amp;amp; 9. Go watch movie with her afterwards. Long time didn't go out with her dy.&lt;br /&gt;11. Maybe gonna go out shopping? Get new shirts and stuffs. See whether got the mood or not.&lt;br /&gt;12. Almost forgot! Bring my scores back and challenge my bro! He said he can do better than us! I let him listen to our recording of luk luk lumbu and he says he could do better. Gonna see whether he can make it or not. If he can do better than the basses, then I'm gonna belanja him makan. If he can do better, then means we all have to work harder! My bro self-taught one, but he damn good leh! Even UTAR invited him to sing for the opening ceremony in Kampar ^_^. Ok, out of topic, next!&lt;br /&gt;13. SOCKS!!!!!! forgot to bring my socks back here last time, so now I only have 3 pairs here to wear. Only wearing it when it's full day now. Last time I wear shoes aeveryday, but now have to resort to this... hai... Prefer wearing shoes to slippers. For one, my feet won't get wet during rainy days. and it's easier to run wearing shoes. In case u dunno, sometimes u have to run to catch up with a bus!&lt;br /&gt;14. Wantan noodle!!! Miss the stall in the pasar in Kepong! Gonna go eat whenever got the chance.&lt;br /&gt;15. Cousins! Gonna go find them and bug them! Since my bro can drive dy now, gonna make him into my own personal driver! Muahahahaha! Anyway, he's eager to drive oso.&lt;br /&gt;16. My PS2!!!!! dun think I'll be playing it though... cuz most of the games needs a long time to finish, and I dun want it to bug my mind during exam. Might be playing some fighting games, provided got some opponents to play with, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;17. Go to school! find my teachers and bug them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;18. My little mortal Kee Hui! If can wanna ask her out oso. Maybe to yamcha or something.&lt;br /&gt;19. MPH? Maybe gonna go get some story books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, I shud be sleeping now! But feeling a bit too hyper about the idea of going home! Will try to sleep. Nite nitez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3697484443890779467?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3697484443890779467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3697484443890779467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3697484443890779467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3697484443890779467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/homeward-bound.html' title='Homeward bound'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6563745165996211745</id><published>2007-04-02T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:41:42.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday dad!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to my daddy! his birthday is on 31st of March, which is yesterday. If not for the PE, I would have gone back to celebrate his birthday T_T. Since coming to NUS, I've been missing a lot of birthday celebrations. My mum's, Grandpa's, youngest bro Kee's, and now my dad's. Nyaaaaaaaaaa.... I won't miss my 2nd bro's birthday though, 31st of May, will be back home celebrating! Probably he'll wanna go to Renaissance to have buffet dinner again though. Mum send me a picture taken with everyone in it of daddy's birthday, but no me inside T_T. Will probably be able to celebrate it with him next year though, since I dun think there'll be a PE(hopefully!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up literally! Should stop all my fantasies, well, not all, but some. Life would be vewy vewy boring without fantasies. No more choirs until June! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished PE yesterday, felt quite happy actually, cuz managed to finish one question. I dunno about the others, but I'm easily contented with that. Made a silly mistake in the 2nd question though. Should have written the easy functions like cout 1st though, might at least earn me some measly points :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really eat that fast???&lt;br /&gt;excerpt of chat with Syen yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: u still wanan go queensway not? i may be  going still la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;19:20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dun mind going alone if u  dowan to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: can oso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;19:21 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: no la..i'm still eating  dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I go eat 1st  lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: what time u wanna go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;19:22 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: erm...8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: or earlier also can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i'm gona finish dinner later  than u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;so after i finish then can go d  la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;c ya later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syen&lt;/span&gt;: XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off we went to Queensway after my dinner. Thank god I didn't finish earlier than her or else then kena shoot again. Nyaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wanted to get a pen-grip pingpong bat(Is it what it's called?), while Syen wanna get a crumpler bag. Walk through the whole Queensway, but couldn't find any nice crumpler bag. The only one resembling is too big for Syen(I think it's Zync, rite? Hmm... dun remember). As for my pingpong bat, all of them damn ex man! S$42 is the cheapest one that I can find. All the stores selling the same brand, and all of them having almost the same price(I found one that is cheaper by 10 cents though =.=' ). So in the end I didn't get a pingpong bat though. Sorry ya James for keeping urs for so long. Gonna get one back in Malaysia. Ask my dad to buy one for me, hehe. He'll nvr say no whenever we wanna buy sports equipments, lucky us, his kids! I'm so so proud to be his son! So we got a basketball hoop on the lawn, a sandbag(did I mentioned me and my bro learned Taekwon-Do? one more lvl til black belt but we had to quit cuz they're not conducting the calss in school anymore T_T) A football that my dog plays(hehe), tennis rackets, badminton rackets and nets, frisbee, hula hoops, pingpong bats, a pingpong table, weights(which my bros uses and have built up quite some muscle), bikes, and maybe other things that I couldn't recall now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got back to pgp around 9.30. Oh ya, Syen got a new pair of Teva slippers for backup, heh. went down for pingpong at 10. doubles keep getting trashed, so me is salted fish in the end nyaaaaaaaa... for those who dun understand, u no need understand. Just enuff Leo=salted fish XD. But in the end when partner with Syen against James and kai Lin we won a few rounds XD. Guess I'm not suited in playing doubles. I prefer playing singles oso anyway :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i should wrap this up ans sleep right now. Headache subsided dy, but tmrw still got lecture, so nite nitez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6563745165996211745?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6563745165996211745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6563745165996211745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6563745165996211745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6563745165996211745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy birthday dad!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-239876080492515177</id><published>2007-04-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:44:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to all the ladies out there</title><content type='html'>A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I made the woman she had to be special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-239876080492515177?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/239876080492515177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=239876080492515177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/239876080492515177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/239876080492515177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/04/tribute-to-all-ladies-out-there.html' title='A tribute to all the ladies out there'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7797884958423779339</id><published>2007-03-31T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T15:57:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanctus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VdOCYEwIAY8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VdOCYEwIAY8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is so so nice!!!! Can get from me if u want, I got the mp3 here ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished PE today! Quite proud of myself for being able to finish at least question 1. Not to mention I finished in an hour, hehe. Actually didn't expect myself to be able to finish even one question :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gonna go rest now, after hearing a few more times of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, the song is not from Vienna boys choir as in the title. The actual song title is Sanctus, performed by Libera boys choir. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7797884958423779339?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7797884958423779339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7797884958423779339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7797884958423779339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7797884958423779339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/vienna-boys-choir.html' title='Sanctus'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-678954015281776264</id><published>2007-03-29T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T01:00:06.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions?</title><content type='html'>Happy? Sad? Anger? Love? Disappointment? Jealousy? Has anyone besides me feel all these emotions altogether at the same time? How does it feel to you? It totally makes me feeling that I'm going to break soon in the end. Now I know what Hermione means when she comment about what Cho's feelings... And I totally agree with what Ron said, you'll explode if you feel so many emotions at the same time. Now I really feel like I'm a ticking time-bomb. Going to explode sooner or later. Rather proud of myself for being able to suppress my feelings for this long. Though occasionally it's too much to suppress that it led me to depression. And now the stupid program I'm supposed to develop isn't working as it shud. And I have no idea at all what's wrong with it. Stupid damn program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that I'm not taking the right course. I enjoy arts module more than what I'm currently doing. All the profs in engine, ok, most of them anyway, are damn boring. the only module I've truly enjoyed is econs last sem. And I seem to be more attracted to the arts module more, like english literature. But part of me do enjoy the subjects I'm studying now, though not the lectures though. What the hell am I talking about here? I'm contradicting what I'm saying even now... damn confused. Hate physics lectures, but find that physics is quite interesting. It's so hard to find a lecturer that can capture your attention, and not only capture your attention (ok, the new MLE lecturer does capture my attention, guilty as charged), but also to be able to understand what the lecturer's talking about. So far, only prof Dipti and Mr Roland, both lecturers from last sem, managed to capture my attention, and not only that, they managed to teach me what I'm supposed to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed over some of the choir members... There are only 3 T1s, and seem like all 3 of us are not brave enough to sing out our parts. Feel really stressed out really when Adyll scold us for being too soft... I know though that he's not scolding us becoz he hates us, but just wants us to improve for the upcoming competition... Want to do my best, but I dun have enough time to practice with all the workload piling up here. Promise to practice more after the exams during the holiday. So so want the holiday to come faster. I can have fun all day long without having to think of lectures or tutorials or classes or whatever. Will miss my friends though since I'll be coming back to pgp in June for choir practices. The others won't be back yet... Wonder what to do during those free times... most of those who'll be here are attached, and most probably will be spending time with their sweetheart when they're free... Nyaaaaaa.............. why can't I just teleport? Then I can stay at home and teleport back for choir practices. That way I'll get to be with the ones I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should probably get my butt back to my room now and sleep. Laters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dun come to near me in case I explode and blow everything within 500 meters radius from me to smithereens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-678954015281776264?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/678954015281776264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=678954015281776264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/678954015281776264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/678954015281776264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/emotions.html' title='Emotions?'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-679487883134949119</id><published>2007-03-26T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:46:58.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of weather and laptops</title><content type='html'>Weather in Singapore's crazy nowadays... just last Saturday, the strongest wind ever blew in PGP, I was on my way down to R2 lounge when the wind started blowing, hard! Even the trees started to sway like crazy. Then it started raining. Lucky I was ady at the lounge. Then just last nite, the weather becomes cuckoo again... Was hot like crazy, without any wind or indication that it'll rain... Even the sky is very clear when I was going up to my room. Rarely do I see the sky so clear. Can see all the stars in the sky.... so beautiful. Wish I could find a place to lie down and watch the stars last nite though... somewhere like on a beach or mountaintop, where it's quiet and nice ^^ better yet if can have my friends joining, hehe. Anyway, it rained heavily when I was asleep, it started around 5 something, according to chubs. And guess what? My laptop is on the table! Lucky the rain woke me up around 6, and I hurriedly close the window and dried my laptop. Lucky me that I closed the lid though, if not then sure like Bo Siung's one... I slept around 3.30, and at that time, it was so hot like hell, my door was ajar b4 I go to sleep, and there was no slightest hint of wind even then... Urgh.... would be glad to move into a new room next sem, but I hope I'll be in the 7th floor too though, it's nice to hqave a high view, hee. Oh ya, did I mentioned that a bug flew into my room last nite when I was doing programming? Eww..... BUGS!!!!!! I TOTALLY FREAKINLY HATE BUGS! What to do? Of course I got a tissue to catch it and throw it into the dustbin. What do u expect? me screaming around? If that's what u think, then go check ur brain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a number of people are having problem with their laptop. First, chubs' Diena went cuckoo, due to water, I think. Then Bo Siung's one oso kena hujan yesterday and now has problem with the 'i' button. Good luck guys, hope it doesn't cost too much to repair it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite late today, around 10.30. So I skipped physics(9-10) and MLE(10-12), heh. slack around a bit. then start to think of how to do programming again... Ate my brunch around 12. Then watch a bit of anime, then got out and go for programming lecture. Met Bo Siung and Wee Ling in the bus stop. Thought of using 4 numbers, 1 each for the alphabets in the DNA strand for the programming lab in the bus stop. But problem is if I dun convert it into base 10, the array size is too big and too slow... And not to mention that the array couldn't hold that much of numbers... Gotta think of someway tonite to how to convert base 4 to base 10... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During programming lecture, found out that we're supposed to do 2 questions... well, i guess it's good in a way too after listening to his explanation of why there was two questions... at least one is easy and if we managed to do that we'll get 30 marks at least. If one questions and dunno how to do at all then die... Then another disturbing rule... We're not supposed to touch the com in the 1st 30 minutes!!!! What the.... that's so not my style to write it out in paper 1st... it's supposed to be good for us, as it helps us outline what to do... But I need to know whether it can compile!!! What if I missed here a bit and there a bit? Without compiler I'd have trouble finding them... Anyway what's the point of having us electrical engineers learn programming anyway? We have programmers to do that.... You couldn't expect the boss to ask us to write a program do you? Comparatively, programmers can solve a program in an hour which would take us about a week's time to figure out... Ok, a bit of exaggeration, but you want a fully functional program that&lt;br /&gt;has fast runtime, small errors, blahblahblah, employ a programmer! Not an electrical engineer! There's a reason programmer exist, and that is to create programs! Electrical engineers do things that have to do with electrical! Not programs! Nyaaa!!!!! Of I'm rambling now, somebody stop me. *got hit in the head from the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After programming lecture, went to techno to tapau my dinner, then walk back to LT7A to buy milk tea. then walk through Raffles Hall to CFA, where I am now, hehe. Then thought of rambling, so pulled out my laptop and start to write this blog, while chatting with my mum and aunt and my two cute little cousins. Will start to bug people after I finish blogging, so now thinking who to bug... Anyone who's on9 and lucky enough to be picked, hehe. Ok, off to bug people now! Leo signing out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-679487883134949119?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/679487883134949119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=679487883134949119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/679487883134949119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/679487883134949119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/of-weather-and-laptops.html' title='Of weather and laptops'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-3146591791158382385</id><published>2007-03-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:08:12.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitching time!</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was this Mr. X, who thought he could sing in a choir, and so he joined the NUS choir. Due to the fact that the NUS choir audition is one person at a time, he managed to get in to the choir no problem. But that's when the choir members realised they made a big mistake. Mr. X has no problem singing notes, imitating notes and reaching high notes that tenors can reach. In fact, he'd make a good soloist(or not, I dunno). The problem with him is his voice couldn't blend in with the others. And add to the fact that he always blast his notes with all his might -_____-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd problem with Mr. X is he dunno how to count the beats. During practice rehearsals for VV's small ensemble, one of the altos standing in the middle tell us that the tenors(or should I specify, one of the tenor) on the right side is faster. Actually she didn't phrase it that way, she said that the tenors on her left are slower than those on the right, as if it's the left-side-tenors' fault. No, actually it was Mr. X, he counted a minim as a crotchet, and so is one beat faster than the other tenors. The tenors only got to know about it after they practice sectionals later on, where he sang faster than the rest of the tenors. Luckily during the actual performance he did manage to get the correct timing(Thank Goodness). Additional info from a secret source: miss A informed that miss S, who was standing to Mr. X complained about Mr. X's singing affecting hers, so in the end an unlucky bass guy was put in between them to stop Mr. X's jarring voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the latest practice, Mr. X dunno how to sing Tenor's part, but still, he wanna show that he's good by blasting his voice again. To the wrong rhythm! For the 1st 3 times, the tenors keep getting the wrong rhythm because Mr. X wouldn't keep his voice low but just blast out the notes in the wrong rhythm, affecting all of the other tenors into a frenzy of trying to follow back the rhythm. By the 4th time, one of the tenors managed to ask him to listen to rest, then only join in. They got no problem at all singing to the rhythm that was written on the score. So now it proves that it is Mr. X's problem. And then when the conductor asks for the guys to shout "Ho Ya!" in the same pitch, all the guys' sound blended perfectly, except for Mr. X. his shout always goes out of tune with the others. And this caused the guys having to shout over and over again until they got the right pitch. By now, most of the tenors very 'beh syok' him dy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other additional info: Miss P divulged that Mr. X once left the Tenor's practice and went to join the Alto's, saying:"Dunno what the hell they doing up there." As if Mr. X himself is very good and dunnit to practice with others. Sounds to me, the author, that this Mr. X considers himself above sectional trainings. And that's the reason Mr. X couldn't get his notes correctly, his rhythm correctly, and how to blend his voice in with the others. Choir isn't about individual singers. All the members must produce sound that'll blend nicely with each other that no individual voices can be recognised. Mr. X's voice always sticks out in a choir like a black wolf among dozen of white sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about Mr. X, I'm sure everyone will meet someone like him in their life. What to do? Just get it over with. Ignore him and just get on with ur life hoping that you won't have to see him or anyone like him in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous author Leo signing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm not that good a person either, bitching about people behind their back :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-3146591791158382385?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3146591791158382385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=3146591791158382385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3146591791158382385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/3146591791158382385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/bitching-time.html' title='Bitching time!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8257683899578124373</id><published>2007-03-19T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:05:41.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>Supposed to be happy today.... was promoted to Tenor 1 !!!!!! By the end of the practice was feelinf pretty low and stressed out! Couldn't get the correct notes for one of the songs... My stomach still feels a bit stretched while I'm typing now T_T ... lucky got a gathering right now, thx to baltic, thx ya for treating us with cempedak/nangka/whatever-fruit-it-is-called. Love to be with all the people I like ^^ You all relieved me from my stress with ur antiques, hehe. Thx guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8257683899578124373?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8257683899578124373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8257683899578124373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8257683899578124373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8257683899578124373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH!!!!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6622967578903270568</id><published>2007-03-19T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:03:46.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amplitude</title><content type='html'>Last nite was a bit dissapointing... Besides NUS choir, Resonance, Raffles choir, and the last group of Indonesian performers, the rest imo really just do not stand out at all. Actually NUS choir's one oso didn't really standout somehow imo... maybe coz of the song we chose? Actually I'd prefer it if we sing some pop songs, it'll be more energetic and more suitable for this kind of performance. Of course, I'm not saying that we shud sing pop songs for events like VV and the pattaya competition, coz it'll just sound plain wrong for it. But for events like amplitude where it's quite energetic and all, we should sing some pop songs!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like what the Raffles Hall choir sang! All the nice nice Disney songs! Sheares Hall got two acapella(dunno the spelling, so? sue me!) the 1st one really sucks! they're singing Evanescense  song, and they keep getting some chord that crashes horribly in the beginning, and in the end there, the lead singer keeps on blasting the microphone with her "sweet" voice... urgh... I'm not implying that her voice is bad, it's just that she doesn't know how to control her voice, and just blast it out. Now I know what Adyll means by loud!= quality (ok, for those who dunno programming, "!=" means "not equal to")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man is it cold out here! I'm only outside LT7A, but it feels like a freezer here for me dy, later when get in I might just freeze to death... brrr.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to academic, sad to say I'm really far behind... always have the tendency to slack, even when I know PE is coming in two weeks' time -______- Maybe I'll just skip choir practice on the Thursday b4 PE, I'm sure Adit will understand. Really have to catch up on maths. Even though I go to the lectures, I always nvr do my tutorials, shud really try it 1st b4 going class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And man I really need to control my spending... Spent 100 dollars last week... hai.... Must control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed up for permanent rag helper just now in front of LT6, can't help it, my weakness are girls, when pretty gals ask me to help out with somethings, it's hard to refuse XP Well anyway, it's not as if I got anything else to do anyway, will be back here in June for choir practices, preparation for Pattaya competition. And anyway, will get some points for me to stay in hall in case I wanna try it in my 3rd year. According to Wee Ling, will get around 10 points. then add my choir CCA, around 10 points per sem, will get around 30 point guar at least... might be enuff to stay in ahll, though I dun quite like the idea that much, coz from what I heard from my hall-staying-friends, it's quite hectic to stay in hall, and I dun think I'll have time to come for choir practices, and my grades will flunk if I do go for it... so probably not going for hall in the end:P Might wanna join Resonance though, NUS' acapella group, they're really good in the performance yesterday! Woo! That is if I dun get any posts in NUC choir, coz if I did get any post, I won't have time for other CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna learn two new songs tonight in choir, after get back will probably slack around and then sleep... zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6622967578903270568?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6622967578903270568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6622967578903270568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6622967578903270568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6622967578903270568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/amplitude.html' title='Amplitude'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-1426087822300150674</id><published>2007-03-17T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:32:18.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>Since I'm bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 1 : ON THE OUTSIDE&lt;br /&gt;Name : Keoh Wei Pien&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date : 12th August 1986&lt;br /&gt;Current Status : panda&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : brown&lt;br /&gt;Right of lefty : Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 2 : ON THE INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;My Heritage : Chinese&lt;br /&gt;My Fears : ghost, loneliness, lots more, go on and ask&lt;br /&gt;My Weaknesses : can't say no to a beautiful gal XD&lt;br /&gt;My Perfect Pizza : With lots of pepperoni and cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 3 : YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts first waking up : assignments, assignments and assignments&lt;br /&gt;My bedtime : 12-3, anytime in between&lt;br /&gt;My most missed memory : having fun with Tchuin, Luen, Kit and Fu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 4 : MY PICK&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : None. I hate carbonated drinks&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King : McD&lt;br /&gt;Single or grouped dates : group?&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : No idea, not interested&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea : Nestea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee : nvr even close to touching one this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 5 : DO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : Nope&lt;br /&gt;Curse : Always&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : Leave that to your imagination&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : I'd be lying if I say no&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love : A few times&lt;br /&gt;Go to school : not anymore, now in Uni&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : eventually&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 6 : IN THE PAST&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : Once or twice, nvr liked the bitter taste, bluek XP&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : I'm not living inside a jungle&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : Yep, love it, and gonna be on stage a few more times b4 I graduate!&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : Yep, but nvr like Jap food&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : My dad'll skin me alive if i did and I won't be here typing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 7 : HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : Nope&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : A few times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 8 : AGE YOU'RE HOPING...&lt;br /&gt;To be married : 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 9 : IN A GIRL...&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour : brown&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour : natural colour, no matter what's her race&lt;br /&gt;Short hair or long hair : depends. Some looks cute with long hairs, others with short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 10 : WHAT WERE YOU DOING...&lt;br /&gt;A minute ago : typing&lt;br /&gt;Hour ago : asking people out for lunch&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hours ago : zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago : Worst ever CNY celebration taking place...&lt;br /&gt;Year ago : working in BodyGlove?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 11 : FINISH THE SENTENCES...&lt;br /&gt;I love : everyone that I know that I dun hate.&lt;br /&gt;I feel : hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I hate : being alone&lt;br /&gt;I hide : my feelings&lt;br /&gt;I miss : everyone in KL&lt;br /&gt;I need : to study T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 12 : TAG 5 PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;Not doing this, since no one responded to my tag last time XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-1426087822300150674?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1426087822300150674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=1426087822300150674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1426087822300150674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/1426087822300150674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7666848971952166223</id><published>2007-03-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:49:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy!</title><content type='html'>T_T Clumsy me.... Banged my left arm on the doorknob just now during CTW, same thing happened last nite in R2 project room oso.And you know what? it's on the same arm, same spot somemore... and now it hurts like hell. Have to be careful more, or else I might just end up in the hospital with a cast on my arm, doink! Not yet turning black and blue, but I suspect it'll be so tmrw morning -_____-' it hurts when I exert just a little bit of force, and I suspect that my left hand can't lift anything heavier than a book for a month. Hmm, gotta be careful from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo Truck at central forum today! Just managed to drink one cup though, coz in a hurry to go to class, so 'cham'. It's rare to have milo truck nowadays... and I like Milo too, miao! Anyway, nvm, there'll be other opportunities! Have to wake up early in the morning today, gotta go help out at bazaar from 10-12. Set the alarm clock last nite to ring at 9.10, and I ended up turning off the alarm clock after it rang, and lie down on my bed til 9.25 only get up and clean myself. Tired lah, nvr had more than 7 hours of sleep these few days. Anyways, the booth that I had to man sucks, big time.... Selling old stuffs, some dating back to 10 years ago(NUS sports something something waist-pouch, dated 1997, that's practically 10 years dy-_____-'), a C++ textbook, some laptop  bags, and other miscellaneous items. They even tried to sell empty CD crystal case, I mean, what the ****???? Who in their right mind would buy something like that? At least put a CD inside of it b4 selling-_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played DoTA with James and Kai Lin last nite until about 2. I competed with James to see who has the most kills, in the end, I lost by 3 kills T_T. Why didn't compete with Kai Lin? Coz Kai Lin's kill count is just too... XD. Probably because of the hero he chose lah, atk speed too slow, so when all 3 of us atk together mostly it's me or James who gets the kill. Poor poor Kai Lin *pats. XD On a happier note though, I got the highest overall score and unit score :P Sniper+scatter_shot+a_whole_bunch_of_idiotic_creeps==Leo_got_highest_creepkill!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present(sounds like back to the future? ok, LAME! :P), was supposed to go to the NUSPE concert today, bought the tickets dy somemore... but didn't feel like going in the last minute lah, so I just didn't go lor. Then come back pgp, and my friends told me that the fire drill postponed from yesterday to today, so I just packed my things after bathed and ran away to R2 project room to study(supposedly) and ended up doing a few Mastering Physics questions, chat with friends and brothers, and blog. Oh ya, and I turned off my handphone just in case the RA called me. Got a valid(supposedly valid) reason for not going! "Woke up early in the morning rush to bazaar, didn't see the notice u put up the day b4, no e-mail sent to me, supposedly in a concert now... yadda yadda yadda..." Lots of reasons to say, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, today a miracle occured! KAI LIN CAME TO MATHS LECTURE!!!!! Not for class though, seems like Syen made him come(dunno whether I'm correct or not, you can punch me for this :P) . In the end, he spent his time there distracting us by playing CS and minesweeper on Syen's laptop. Believe it or not, he doesn't have anything with him in the lecture hall. Not a bag, not even a piece of paper and a pen-______- really swt lah. Come to think of it, it's not that unbelievable, he always go to physics tutorial like that oso -_____-" The good thing about being Kai Lin is that he can excel in everything even though he seems like he's slacking sometimes. Must be that he put his hard work but we didn't see him doing it only ^^. Damn smart lah him(ok ok, I'll stop with the compliments dy, I know his head is swelling now *pops head with pin XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, gotta go back to study dy, update again when I have the mood ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7666848971952166223?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7666848971952166223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7666848971952166223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7666848971952166223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7666848971952166223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/clumsy.html' title='Clumsy!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-6799806488427738733</id><published>2007-03-12T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:59:05.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays...</title><content type='html'>And Sundays and Tuesdays. I discovered that I always feel down ard these days. Starting from Sunday, lasts until Tuesday. sometimes even feel a bit suicidal(do I have mental problems?)... I wish I have someone to turn to when I need a shoulder to cry on... Just have so many secrets that I dun feel like divulging to others besides a few of my oldest and closest friends, and they're not here with me. I wish I could have talk with yc again, face to face, not like now, just through msn. And the worst is that she can rarely go on9 coz of the stupid campus. USM dun have campus-wide coverage... I wish I could talk to you, you always lifted my spirits up whenever I got any problems...&lt;br /&gt;Even choir doesn't help me much today... Just now when Adyll said about how he interpreted the song as sad, it suddenly hit me that I'm feeling very sad too, and from there my mood went downhill all the way til the end of the practice and now I feel like my heart is being stomped on and on and on and on and on.... Somehow wish that I am a robot right now, with no feelings at all, won't feel love, hatred, jealousy, betrayed, hurt, sad and pain. Wanna  get run over by a train, hit by lightning, poisoned by CO, whichever way as long as the death is not long and painful. What does it mean to live anyway? You are born, u grow up, study, work, grow older, have a family, have children, grandchildren.... But what happiness in the end? U die anyway. Two generations of people tops will be the ones remembering you, that is if ur a good person. If not? give them a month and they'll totally forget who you are. So what are we doing now? Humans destroy the earth slowly by finishing up all the natural resources gradually. Burning trees. hunting animal to extinction, experiment on innocent animals for the sake of "greater good". What makes human life more important than animal? What greater good? You kill a mice, dissect and say it helps u understandphysiology. Why not do it on a human instead? Don't animal have a right to live? In the animal kingdom, predators kill to fill their stomach, in order to survive. But what do we humans do in biology labs? Kill for fun, don't tell me it's not for some of you, coz from what I heard from some of u people, u enjoy the process thoroughly. With no pity at all for the animal's life. Disgusting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned not to trust anyone with secrets unless you know them well enough... and I regret to say that I'm not one worthy of trust either. I hate crowds, whenever I'm in a crowd I'd try to find a way to wriggle out. Neither do I like to be alone. I love companies of small gang of friends, like my course mates, I cherish you guys very much. I'm a very passive person, but just being around you guys make me feel secured. And oso Ferdy and Xianling, thx for being such great pals, and thx for keeping my secret, love u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighter note:&lt;br /&gt;Today Alpha did a horrible thing! He turned off the lights in LT7A after class! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-6799806488427738733?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6799806488427738733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=6799806488427738733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6799806488427738733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/6799806488427738733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/mondays.html' title='Mondays...'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8461138635668309497</id><published>2007-03-11T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T02:35:48.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>6 unique things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Loves fantasy novels! Able to skip lunch if the story is so"kan cheong" until I can't tear my eyes of it! Read through all the Harry Potter series, Lord of The Rings, Deltora series, some of Charmed, Sabrina, Oran trilogy, Black magician trilogy... lots more, couldn't remember :P. I read through the Harry Potter series countless of times when I was in secondary(a nerd huh? :P) and I could mostly remember what happens in a story book that I read. Read's through novels like a speeding bullet during holidays, but takes me a while sem to finish my textbook -_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Practically a last minute person until right after i come to NUS. Studied for SPM 1 month b4 real exam, 3 months b4 STPM, and still, managed to get grest results! Wo hen chuan leh! But not in NUS. Struggling to survive T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Loves Choir! currently in NUS choir, very passionate about it and very enthu in every practices. The only practice that has ever made me felt tired was the one b4 performance on UCC. They made us practice from 1-9 man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Shy with gals. Hmm, this was previously one of my biggest weakness, I wasn't able to carry on conversations with gals last time. But since coming to NUS, I think I've improved a lot! Dun have any problems chatting with gals(with the exception of someone... *smirks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Likes to be trusted as close friends, and likes to trust my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Scaredy cat. I'm super-afraid of ghost stories, but can compare it to Yin Chau's caffeine intolerant. Even though she'll have stomach-ache after taking it, she still does so. Similarly, I'll scare myself over the slightest things after I watch ghost movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me tags:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ferdy(not sure whether u got blog or not.... give me ur add if got k?)&lt;br /&gt;2. Xianling&lt;br /&gt;3. PeiSuen(update ur blog!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Alison(You too!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... dun think I've had any other readers.... will add when I find one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sad huh?T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8461138635668309497?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8461138635668309497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8461138635668309497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8461138635668309497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8461138635668309497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4479702495325328523</id><published>2007-03-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T00:07:41.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wade in the water....</title><content type='html'>Wade in the water, wade in the water,&lt;br /&gt;Wade in the water, wade in the water,&lt;br /&gt;Wade in the water, wade in the water,&lt;br /&gt;Wade in the water, water children....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, why did I put this song up? Coz just now went for swimming in SRC at 3 .15 in the afternoon. Crazy huh? But luckily it's not that sunny, and I didn't turn into a cooked lobster, in case u wonder. Anyway, free style is just so tiring for me.... I dun have enuff stamina, almost fainted after straight 100m without stopping :P After that, went to MLE lecture, and surprisingly, I took in all the words he said without losing concentration at all. Maybe because there are no distraction, i.e. the two pretty gals I always sit beside :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's time for choir practice! Woot! actually it can't be considered a practice lah, just an election of the next P and VP, and oso dinner celebration! We got to hear sample recordings of our own VV 2007, and it's damn nice except for the part where people start to cough, hihi. Would be great once it's editted. Then it's time for the interrogations of the nominees for P and VP! At first, got 8 candidates, towards the end, I cut them off one by one in my mind according to their performance in answering the questions, and in the end, left two choices for me to vote for, i.e. Aaron and Xianling (No other choir members reading this besides msl ones rite? I trust u all to keep it a secret about my vote :P) Then it's off to dinner time while some com members go tally the votes. Dinner is 14 pizzas! They taste so so nice! I especially love the pepperoni pizza! the pepperoni are thick enough! Unlike the ones back in Pizza Hut in Malaysia, where they are only as thick as a piece of paper could get ^^ The drinks are a bit funny though, there are two dispensers. One of them dispense water with so thick concentration of sugar that it'll make someone with diabetes die straight away. The other one dispense coloured plain water! purple coloured water, which tastes like... water! so I mixed the two and it tastes quite ok in the end, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back into the practice room and waited for the results to be announced! So in the end, Aaron became the president, and Nadia(did I spelled correctly? dun care lah:P) became the VP. A bit dissapointed, coz felt that Nadia might be too strict, but I can't judge much, coz not close to her oso, just that she gave me that feeling :P. Then it's practice time! Oh ya, we got another performance next Sunday, as guest choir! And guess what? We're preparing two new songs for the performance, which we have nvr ever learned b4, to sing that day. And guess what? We only have two practices for it! I'll be dead surprised if we can produced a performance as good as last Sunday's VV ( again, VV 2007 rocks!). Oh well, just have to learn it with the other msl choir people oso lah heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are damn aching right now! might be afraid to go swimming like that again for a while, hee. Anyway, shud catch up on studies dy! Damn slacking these few days, hehe. Oh, and chubs, thx for the song! Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4479702495325328523?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4479702495325328523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4479702495325328523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4479702495325328523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4479702495325328523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/wade-in-water.html' title='Wade in the water....'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-7509384201227708892</id><published>2007-03-06T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:06:37.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sanctuary...</title><content type='html'>Lately, I feel quite ignored. I''m not sure why, but I get the feeling that I'm left out of a lot of things. It's not a situation I like to be in. Feeling so so down nowadays. Only time I feel happy is during choir sessions. It just takes my mind off everything unhappy, the feeling of being ignored and left out, all gone. Truly glad that I've joined choir this year, or I might have just become crazy right now. Feeling so like crying now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-7509384201227708892?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7509384201227708892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=7509384201227708892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7509384201227708892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/7509384201227708892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-sanctuary.html' title='My Sanctuary...'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-5247781544550986114</id><published>2007-03-04T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:46:39.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir Performance 4th of March at UCC!</title><content type='html'>Today is the big day! Yay! Varsity Voices Musica Sacra! My 1st performance in NUS choir since I joined this sem! Gonna give a blow-by-blow account from 1.30 in the afternoon today. First, we reached UCC 1.15. Johnni opened the door for us tenors to get into our dressing room. Last practice with Terrence and Nelson(conductors), and they dun seem to find any fault with us ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30, final trial run. We ran through all the songs in order, practices our choreos, and did all of them almost perfectly(notice the word almost...XD). then we got to rest and wait for dinner! We all get dressed in our uniform, for 1st half, guys are in black from top to tote with a golden-coloured tie. After dinner, it's time for the big show! Varsity Voices, themed Musica Sacra this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song we perform is Missa Brevis, not much of a pressure here, as it's not that hard and quite short too. After Missa Brevis, it's time for the small ensemble to perform, and that includes me! Ok, besides me, there's Kelvin and Xianling too! Ok, there's oso Brian, Mark, Johnni, Harris, Iris, Kurien, Visayon and, erm, the others I dunno their name yet :P We performed the songs "Oh Lord The Maker" and "In Pace". It all went very well except the last "In", there's a split, note, I think might be caused by me:P, but other than that, all went very well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's the guest choir, Concorde primary school's performance, and at last, I get to rest a bit, and, man are my legs sore! Oh ya, the little girls from Concorde primary school looks so cute in their uniform, like a dool like that ^^. After that, we went back to the dressing room and waited for about half an hour, and changed to red ties for the 2nd half of the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First song of 2nd half: Te Deum! I think the 5b people might have heard the tenor part of this song for a lot of time dy, heh, coz me singing this song almost 24/7, :P. Love this song, it was a blast! Then move on to Terrence's song, Ave Maris Stella, which we did quite well. Then it's Sanctus, and after that, Cantus Gloriosus. Love Cantus Gloriosus! I think 5b people might have heard it b4 too, or at least Syen had, coz I practically sang this song everytime during the journey to church a few weeks ago. After that, it's Adyll(Tenor's SL! Woot!0 spiritual songs. Starting with "Old Time Religion", then "Ain't That Good News"(Hau Yuen was the soloist for this song, u rock man! And I did one small mistake in the choreo, (-__-')  ), then "Ride The Chariot", "We Shall Walk Through The Valley In Peace", and "Wade In The Water". After that, it's souvenir giving time! Showed our appreciation to all the people involved. Then it's time for encore! We sang Linden Lea as the encore for the nite, as it has the longest history in NUS choir, it's been in the choir since it's inauguration in 1981! Me dunno how the song goes actually(you can't blame me for this, I only knew we're going to sing that song on Thursday and got the score that day too... Don't have any time at all to learn it with all the CA's and stuffs.), and I only lip-sync with the others  :P . After the song, Kim Wong and all of the msl-ians shouted our names, mainly Pei Suen, Alison, Ferdy, Xianling, Hau Yuen, and me! hihi, felt very happy to have some supporters shouting out our names in front of everybody ^^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After performance, we took pictures with the Concorde primary school choir. Then it's time to head back home. Me and Ferdy went to eat some extra food leftover from dinner(it's not buffet style leftover u know, just extra boxes of food from dinner, in case ur thinking of something disgusting-_____-") Then when we got out to the front exit, we're invited yet again to have some refreshment! And so we eat again on the 2nd floor there! The chicken wings are so so nice! Only until we're full that we left UCC and head back for pgp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, that's about all that's interesting for the performance, it took me quite some time to write it all down, and I'm sure it took u all a bit of time to read through it all too :P. And man are my legs sore after i got back to pgp....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-5247781544550986114?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5247781544550986114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=5247781544550986114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5247781544550986114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/5247781544550986114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/03/choir-performance-4th-of-march-at-ucc.html' title='Choir Performance 4th of March at UCC!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-867410254058848543</id><published>2007-02-28T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T02:17:54.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir!!!!!</title><content type='html'>As promised in my last post, this post is devoted to choir!!!!!! woo hoo! Me loves choir! I can't explain why, but everytime I go to choir practices, I forget about all my assignments and datelines, and oso all my tiredness, and will be happily singing with the rest of the choir members(but after finish choir, I'd be as tired as a dog dy:P)! I especially loves how my SL handles the tenors, he always patienly teaches us, and nvr vent his anger on us, unlike that Charles from bass, I really pity them. One of my friends from bass says that he's had it, and either Charles quits or he's going to quit sooner or later. And in fact, I dunno how he can tahan that guy for so long, I'd have quit choir long time ago if I'm in his shoes. Anyway, back to me! Learned quite a lot of songs since joining choir, and I have to say I love Te Deum the most. Yes, it's a bit lengthy(about 10 minutes in total), but it's a full blast song and oso all the parts come in and blend it very nicely! Not so confident on the spiritual songs though, yes I know my part, but can get distracted by other parts easily :P Dun love the ensemble songs too much, but I guess it sounds nice ^^ Oh, I'm one of those chosen to sing in the small ensemble during the choir performance this Sunday(not because I'm exceptionally good, but I need the extra practice for the upcoming competition in Pattaya, in fact, all chosen for the ensemble are going to Pattaya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a choreograph for the spirituals, and some of them are funny! And truthfully, I enjoy doing them! especially Good News and Old Time Religion! I still think that Wade in the Water should have some 'wading-in-water' movement though :P Anyway, the gals looks cute moving left and right like penguins in Good News ^^ Cute, ok? Not funny, in case u got the wrong idea ^_^ But erm, will Nick look a bit out of place doing that too? Hmm... I wonder... But he's so so good leh in singing! In case u wonder, he's a soprano. Nope, you didn't read wrong, nor did I type wrong, yeap, Nick's a Soprano! He sang for us a bit that day and I tell you, you wouldn't be able to tell the singer is a guy! And no, he doesn't sound like a girl in his normal speech, just like a normal guy! But he can reach a very high pitch in his falsento. At least I think it's a falsento :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so anticipating this Sunday! My first ever NUS choir performance! Woo Hoo! And guess what? I get to wear a blazer! My very own blazer! Yay! CFA is so nice! Subsidizing half of what we have to pay for our costumes, hee! for 80 dollars get a pair of pants and blazer, not bad huh? But the bad thing is we can only try out our costumes by this Saturday.... Due to CNY the tailor is taking leave oso.... anyway, me hopes for the best! Will get to try out my costume this Sat, so so anticipating it! Anyway, wish me luck on my 1st performance k? Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-867410254058848543?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/867410254058848543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=867410254058848543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/867410254058848543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/867410254058848543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/02/choir.html' title='Choir!!!!!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2439983838674977921</id><published>2007-02-24T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:03:00.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary for CNY</title><content type='html'>Starting from the day I go back from NUS, I have a feeling that this new year is gonna suck, big time! First, the bus that was supposed to pick us up at 7 only reached NUS around 9, then the driver is not familiar with Singapore roads, so on and on we go in rounds. Finally reached KL only around 4.30, reach home around 5. I mean, what the ****? 5 hours drive man, and u wasted my precious time which I can go to choir for practice! My practice ends at 9, and I'd have enough time to come back to board the bus even. Stupid bus driver, next year I won't follow their bus. No offense, but the organizer this time really sucks. MSL or not, but this time, truthfully, it's a total disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got home, play games and on9 a bit, then slept only around 7. Then mum woke me up at 11, go 1U to buy my new year clothes :P. then got a haircut. nothing much happened, me read read read novel and sleep sleep sleep, oh ya, and play dota with my bro. Didn't sleep that nite. normally 5b people will sleep at ard 2 rite? since dad says wanna leave for Kampar around 4, I just dun sleep lor, or else later after I'll get a headache later if I'm woken up after only two hours' of sleep. slept in the car. It was so so uncomfortable! avanza, but with 7 people and a whole lot of luggage, I feel like I'm being squashed! anyway, the journey took twice the normal time, meaning I reach Kampar only ard 8, 4 hours' drive! Phew, got back, eat breakfast, then went back to sleep. went out to Lee Hou Fook for dinner. plain dislike it. No more tradition! normally will eat dinner at home, grandma's cooking is still the best! But this year we want grandma to rest, no need to work so hard to prepared dinner for us, that's why eating outside. sharkfin, abalone, sea cucumber, mushroom, fish, crab, noodle... I know some of you may start drooling, but it is so not my choice of food. I hate seafood! But starting to develop to at least find it edible for me, so no complains about stomach not full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year! Got lots of angpau, from grandma, grandpa, mom, dad, aunt, uncle, and lots of other relatives. That's the most satisfying thing this new year, ang pau. Though I wud prefer it if the ang pau is in S$ though, since now I have to spend in Singapore. anyway, no complains about ang pau, money money money! then play PS2, dota, read novel and sleep. It's a damn boring new year for me, I tell ya. Monday, eat lunch at Lee Hou Fook again, same dishes, boring! then at nite went back KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. The best day of my CNY this year. went out with frens early in the mjorning at 9, got o everyone's house to collect ang pau. Me only feel that i miss them so so much! especially Kae Luen, Lee Fu, Wei Keat, and Ying Chi! Miss the day we have together in Form 6! You nvr appreciate things u have until u lost them. anyway, we decided to play dota at Kae Luen's house at nite, so his house is the last stop for that day.  Me and Wei Keat brought our laptop to his house, then we played three rounds of dota, we might have continued playing if not for the fact that we have to send the girls back home :P. So I reached home around 12.30, then sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting happened on Wednesday. Thursday gone up to Genting around 4 in the noon, played about RM60 worth of arcade game :P. Suddenly Yin Chau called me telling me she might not follow us back to Singapore on Friday, due to some accident. Was at Genting at that moment, and the noise is terribly loud, couldn't make out most of what she was saying, but when I found out the next day, I was so shocked and aghast and felt pretty bad for not saying something comforting to her. She told me that her mum was involved in an accident, but me, at that moment in Genting was having fun and.... haih.... sorry Yin chau T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, woke up around 8.30, eat breakfast at one of my favourite stalls, then go to 1U to take aeroline bus back to Singapore. Only then I know what happened. Yin Chau's mum was sleepy, and accidentally flipped the car. Her sis suffered some heavy damage and was admitted into ICU. I felt so so bad for her, wish that I could do something to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside aeroline, although the bus seat is not as wide as grassland's there is a lounge downstairs(yes, it's a double-decker). We let Yin Chau slept a while, then after she wake up, me James and her went downstairs to have lunch, subway sandwich(my first time ever, believe it or not). then we watched friends on the tv. my attention drifted away after a few moments, so I started to play dota, and I lost two rounds, and that is against 5 easy bots only T_T. Reached Sg about 4, then we got back pgp ard 4.20, I think. dinner at nite, ta pau then come to my cluster to eat, since 5b is fully occupied. We chat chat chat until quite late after dinner, one of the things I enjoyed most this New Year. James keep getting shoot by yin chau and syen about a certain someone XD. Then go back room to study. studied a bit, but couldn't get much into my brain. So I tried to sleep early, ard 10.30, since there's a choir practice the next morning at 10. but my room is freakin damn hot! in the end I slept on the floor for the nite, and didn't even feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post, next post will be about choir, I hope:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2439983838674977921?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2439983838674977921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2439983838674977921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2439983838674977921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2439983838674977921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/02/summary-for-cny.html' title='Summary for CNY'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-4992141455870873789</id><published>2007-02-15T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T03:01:51.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin' Dryer!</title><content type='html'>In a very bad mood right now, see the time of my posting? It's almost 3 in the morning and I'm still in 5b, waiting for my laundry to dry! Planned to finish everything by now, but the stupid dryer went down, and it had to be the one I was using! And it doesn't help that an idiot put his stupid laundry on top of the faulty machine! Covering up the warning that says that the machine is faulty! I now so hope I can put that person inside a blender and blend him to bits! OF ALL THE DRYER THERE, WHY THE HELL DO U HAVE TO PUT ON TOP OF THAT FAULTY DRYER COVERING UP THE NOTICE? IS IT FUNNY TO HAVE ME WAIT FOR 3 HOURS AND FOUND OUT IT WAS FAULTY AFTERWARDS? Of all the people in the world who died, why can't it be you? And pgp management oso are not useful here, shud put up a notice besdie the coin slot too warning us all! Honestly, since they changed the management, everything's going downhill, stupid management... I resent you...; buh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-4992141455870873789?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4992141455870873789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=4992141455870873789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4992141455870873789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/4992141455870873789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/02/freakin-dryer.html' title='Freakin&apos; Dryer!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-8735496236060435394</id><published>2007-02-11T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:05:11.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Valentine's Day is just around the corner people! Due to that, the so-called cluster leaders of block 22 decided(not me, me just passive bystander and let them decide what they wanna do, cuz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; so so no interested when they discuss it) to decorate the tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; room and lounge with a Valentine theme(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ok, it's not that we have too much free time, but it's a must do to get the 10% rebate T_T).I hate to admit this, but during the decoration, I felt like I was having fun, especially when assignments and studies are all out of my mind during the decoration. Me did one of the windows decorations with hearts hearts and hearts. Was thinking of her when I was cutting out those heart shapes and designing how best to put it up the window :P. She is just so so cute! I dunno why I fell for her, but I did. Some of my friends(though shockingly, not of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; mates. or maybe they did noticed, just sparing me the embarassment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;?) noticed something, but me denied it straight :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I so wish to spend Valentine's Day with her, but I'm too chicken to express my feelings towards her, for I fear that she'll avoid me after that, she is just so so popular nowadays, miao~! Ok... I've been getting this annoying habit of typing"miao" recently, dunno where I picked it up from, but just felt like putting it whenever chatting in msn these few days :P. Seeing Ferdy and Xianling getting together elevates my heart a bit, cuz people around me are happily getting together^^. Hihi, Ferdy and Xianling, u two(or can be considered as one dy?^^) still owe me and Wooi Kuan a meal for asking us to walk with you two but ditched us off halfway without telling us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I should actually be sleeping right now, but my natural alarm clock woke me up so so early! Is there a way to set the timing? I'll always get up around 8-9 no matter how late I sleep(excluding if I sleep at 6-7 in the morning). It's annoying sometimes, especially so when I feel sluggish throughout the whole day, with no mood to study, or do anything at all to that matter... GYAHHH!!! should try and go back to sleep after this, or else I won't be able to do anything throughout the whole day except sitting in front of my laptop(like what I'm doing now) and search for interesting things to keep me occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Oh, and one last thing! Happy Valentine for all the couples and would be couples out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-8735496236060435394?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8735496236060435394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=8735496236060435394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8735496236060435394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/8735496236060435394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7318416078864106533.post-2280781545970098695</id><published>2007-02-08T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:41:58.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miao~!</title><content type='html'>Umm... first ever post in my finalized post? Anyway, been tweaking here and there, hope that it's nice enough. Hard to choose the right colour for this background leh, some part of it dark, while the others are bright. Anyway, quite satisfied with it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt a bit stupid in CS though, couldn't help when Pei Suen asked me to look at her codes, even though mine is similar to hers. In the end have to depend on baltic and alpha for help. Hai... not smart enough, what to do? Come to think of it, it's damn scary leh, lab 2 only and I took 4 days to finish it. Dunno what'll happen during the practical exam, with only two hours!!!! Sure die one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's choir practice was nice. i dun like how Charles take-charge of the basses though, dunno about you guys, but I think he's damn arrogant. And he bursts just at the slightest bit of mistake! People will learn much more easier if you teach them nicely you know. Even Adyll nvr did that to us, he'll just explain nicely and demonstrate it to all of us. But Charles, he seems like such a spoilt brat to me, always having everything tailored to his whim, well, that's my impression anyway, dunno whether it's true. A leader nvr gains any respect from his follower if he controls them through tyranny. Now I understand why my friend told me he hates Charles. Lucky I'm not is bass, no need to suffer from his tyranny. Yes, i know he's from medic, and it's very stressful there, but that's no reason to vent out his frustation towards other choir members, is there? Oh ya, I'm stressful today, so I can just scold my friends off for humming a song? What kind of logic is that? ok... i know I'm crapping a lot, here, and some of you may not even know what I'm talking about:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some of us were picked for an ensemble for Varsity Voices, and yay! Me! Yeap! Yours truly, was one of the lucky ones ^^. Reason for the picking? Those who are going to Pattaya competition got high priorities, so that we can train more for the upcoming competition.&lt;br /&gt; Got pros and cons though, Pros, get to sing extra two songs in the performance. Cons, have to practice more and my workload is now really heavy, and not to mention the possibility of screwing up during the ensemble. Believe me, it'll be very noticeable, as the ensemble only has about 20 ++ people as compared to the whole choir, and it's not hard to notice if I sing a flat note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough ranting now, gotta get some more sleep. I only had 4 hours of sleep yesterday, due to the stupid Matlab which is totally useless IMO, and 6 hours of sleep today-dunno why wake up so early, but since I woke dy, I started tweaking blog until now, :P . should get some sleep in case I faint during lesson, heh. Minna, sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7318416078864106533-2280781545970098695?l=leokeoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2280781545970098695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7318416078864106533&amp;postID=2280781545970098695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2280781545970098695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7318416078864106533/posts/default/2280781545970098695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leokeoh.blogspot.com/2007/02/miao.html' title='Miao~!'/><author><name>Wei Pien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15532736830687623729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
