<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393</id><updated>2009-10-16T19:30:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>profanity.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>844</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-2346640225850667918</id><published>2009-07-06T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:58:06.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staring up at the planes, that aren't there anymore.</title><content type='html'>it's been two months plus. hello blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peee: ni hao. busy la. that's why never blog.&lt;br /&gt;sam: hello! at least yours got pictures. hahaha. mine don't have anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since don't have anything, so share a super nice song with everyone! (provided people are still reading this after two months of no-show from me. heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fGPbi6nOjME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fGPbi6nOjME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owl City - The Saltwater Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new favourite song! it's so melodic with poetic lyrics! i likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, been a longgggg two months since i last had an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been pretty much busy. had my exams done shortly after the last entry, and then i proceeded to nua the next two weeks away watching the entire rerun of 双天至尊I and 双天至尊II. old school man. haven't finished the 2nd series because youku was acting stupid and the sound/image don't match. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started, but no biggie. SSDD. haha. except i have one less module to take this semester, and it's supposedly less slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finally finally finally went on the road to learn driving. after delaying it for almost two years. i'm such a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first reservist training just ended a few days back. was pretty nostalgic considering i spent almost a year there. had some training, the always dreaded sandbags and concertina wire drills. hopefully i'm fitter than i was before i went in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooo. right now, more assignment deadlines due. gotta rushy some soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in totally unrelated news, i realised that as we grow old, people seem to meet up less often due to individual commitments. that's just sad, thanks. i shall make it a point to meet up with old friends. in the meantime, i'm gonna go for a run soon. K BAI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-2346640225850667918?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/2346640225850667918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=2346640225850667918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/2346640225850667918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/2346640225850667918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2009/07/staring-up-at-planes-that-arent-there.html' title='Staring up at the planes, that aren&apos;t there anymore.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-5510872417367946153</id><published>2009-04-27T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:50:35.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are over!</title><content type='html'>whooooo. so it's down to some slack time before rushing to beat deadlines again in two weeks time. heh. well deserved rest, i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing better to do nowadays. so been downloading old school movies like power rangers and rewatching. hahaha. good stuff! oh, and don't forget youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this song by keri hilton is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nwxm9Xb0iDs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nwxm9Xb0iDs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, how can yu forget about stupid japanese variety shows. this one is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to get up, eat breakfast, and get ready for work in 5 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qin4UptOEsI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qin4UptOEsI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta go mop floor. BAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-5510872417367946153?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/5510872417367946153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=5510872417367946153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5510872417367946153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5510872417367946153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2009/04/exams-are-over.html' title='exams are over!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-8124391111139744918</id><published>2009-04-13T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:44:56.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost scammed!</title><content type='html'>hihihi. i'm back. some many months never touch this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. life has been pretty much about meeting deadlines, and slacking my remaining of the time away. so yeah. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, if yu noticed that the topic was "Almost scammed!", yeah, my grandmother almost got scammed this afternoon. and i thought i should just put this up somewhere, in case some stragglers are still reading this space here. this is a TRUE STORY, and it might happen to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, my grandmother received a phonecall today, from a supposedly "me". and through the telephone "i" sounded just like me! the conversation goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[loosely translated, entire conversation was in chinese/hokkien.]&lt;br /&gt;fake me: ah ma! help help. i am kidnapped and people are beating me up!&lt;br /&gt;ah ma: *kanchiong* aiyoh! boy arh! you calm down. where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;fake me: i cannot say! if not they will beat die me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-phone passes on to someone else-&lt;br /&gt;someone else: who are you?&lt;br /&gt;ah ma: i am his ah ma! please don't anyhow beat my grandson!&lt;br /&gt;someone else: you got money or not?&lt;br /&gt;ah ma: money i don't have la.. please don't anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;someone else: no money then go and die. *hangs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my kanchiong ahma gave my mum a call, FORGETTING that she just called me around half an hour ago, to ask me whether i was going over for dinner, and i had told her that i was at home the entire day. to make matters worse, my mum didn't answer her phone cos she was busy. my ahma proceeded to call everyone in my family except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was sitting in front of my computer, catching mouse on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so eventually my mum was reached, and she called me. first thing she said was: "oie. you kana kidnap arh?" awesome mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the next fifteen minutes of my life was dedicated to calling everyone and telling them that i am safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was not the first time that this had happened in my family. a couple of months back, someone called my grandfather saying her daughter(my mum) was kidnapped. whoever the fuck is the boliao person will definitely get it if he gets caught. a police report has been filed, although i question its usefulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just a tinker to everyone who is still reading after so much of ranting: we cannot stop stupid people from doing that, but we can ensure that we don't fall into such a ploy by keeping in constant contact with family or letting them know where we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks! until next time, stay safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: exams in two weeks. i'm quite royally screweddddd~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-8124391111139744918?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/8124391111139744918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=8124391111139744918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/8124391111139744918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/8124391111139744918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-scammed.html' title='Almost scammed!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-8900955131193398106</id><published>2009-01-08T01:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:18:32.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009.</title><content type='html'>It's 2009! How has it been treating you guys? (By you guys, I mean the remaining, like 2 of you still reading this. Hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been lazy throughout the festive seasons. And looking back, I realised I never made myself any New Year Resolutions. Well, Let's reminisce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 2008 has been such a roller coaster ride. Moved into this house early, and today(or somewhere along this week) should be the first birthday for my computer, which has served me rather well. Please remain this way for a few more years! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family-wise, I think my family and I have become closer than ever. Going on trips(more on that later), and practically seeing each other almost everyday kinda does this bonding thingy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships-wise, well, it's more than I can ever ask for. (x Although it gets taxing sometimes, you know that we can make it through! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships.. Not something that have been all too peachy all year round. Burnt some bridges, built some new ones, and re-walking the older ones are always pleasant. Like I mentioned, I maintain that I reminisce of happier thoughts! Joining the new school has brought some really diverse, but good friends. Still meeting up with the Saints for a get-together at Alex's place was awesome. Can never forget singing the school song in his room again, after 8 years of not seeing each other? I'm amazed I still remember the lyrics. Heh. And a reunion with the Primary School friends is always great, although it was kinda disappointing in turns of attendance. I'm sure we'll get a better one next time round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say, 2008 hasn't been as bad a year for me. Just for the record, I'll list out some of my more significant happenings for the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Moved, built my own computer, and generally has a whole load of housekeeping to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bought a Wii, but have not really made full use of it IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had a short Tioman trip, and went on my furthest holiday ever, to the land where 马英九 just won presidency: Taiwan.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTuddxtkMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/K59YY6qltio/s1600-h/Taiwan+(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTuddxtkMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/K59YY6qltio/s400/Taiwan+(21).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288614052416557250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Manchester United clinch the double: English Premier League Champions and European Champions. (In 2009, they are then crowned the Champions of the World in the Club World Cup.) Glory Glory Man United!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ORDed from National Service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Enrolled in a degree course at APMI Kaplan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had my first Tag Heuer as a gift.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTu8Foj3qI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MJDVDuRwkz4/s1600-h/CL111A.BA0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTu8Foj3qI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MJDVDuRwkz4/s400/CL111A.BA0700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288614578511666850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/starhub-ftl.html"&gt;Wrote a complaint letter to Starhub.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Bali, haggled with the locals, bungee-jumped off a 45m structure, and then drank alot at the poolside bar. Awesome!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTvR7YhehI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Y8lBWXg8fpM/s1600-h/IMG_3647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTvR7YhehI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Y8lBWXg8fpM/s400/IMG_3647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288614953717168658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrated my birthday at Flutes at the Fort, then headed to Batam for a 2d1n slackeroooo. &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZIvq58NI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aVIYSkPjb4Q/s1600-h/Flutes+at+the+Fort.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Attended a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Hatyai, Thailand for a few days. Mcdonald's pork burger and cheap Swensen's ice-cream FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Met up with the Saints after 8 long years!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTxboq_jdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/2OpIY7Lgy44/s1600-h/Saints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTxboq_jdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/2OpIY7Lgy44/s400/Saints.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288617319516310994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had my first(and second) shot of Hapsburg Absinthe. 72.5%!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTxbtns25I/AAAAAAAAAUM/DcI6NmcNN04/s1600-h/Absinthe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTxbtns25I/AAAAAAAAAUM/DcI6NmcNN04/s400/Absinthe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288617320844680082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended 2008 on a high, like literally. Had tonnes of drinks over at ZW's, which was all good. My Abslut 100 still holding out, so we managed to burn some stuffs. Flaming lambo makes people do silly things. No fireworks, so we'll make do with some flames.(More pictures and videos on FB!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it! I'm getting lazy. A fun and eventful year ahead I hope! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-8900955131193398106?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/8900955131193398106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=8900955131193398106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/8900955131193398106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/8900955131193398106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SWTuddxtkMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/K59YY6qltio/s72-c/Taiwan+(21).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-4955817674557311586</id><published>2008-12-19T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:58:21.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>41 days.</title><content type='html'>It's already been 41 days. Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I was just enjoying post-exams, which is always a delight. Sleeping at 3am, and waking when the sun had already grown bored of hanging up there in the sky. Endless games.. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the first half of my hiatus, I've been just mass studying. sometimes with my PSP in front of me. Exams was a real bitch, but those details can be easily forgotten I guess. Now all that awaits me are the results! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much few events of significance soon after the papers. Worked at starhub's roadshow at taka some time before my last paper. And everyone should just visit these random roadshows even if they're not getting a phone or signing up a new account with Starhub. They give out freebies all the time! And it's always those filipino maids hanging around orchard who gets the free Guess watches, or random vouchers. Good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Dik hath returned, resulting in too many games, and the same old slacking-and-drinking-by-the-pool. Fook is back too, as a degree graduate. Please hack more, thanks. I'm barely a few months into my degree programme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was probably Steph's 23rd birthday at 10th Dimension, which was just some random KTV pub along Circular Road. Pictures on FB! And the angmo singing The Beatles' Let It Be was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, unknowingly Christmas has slowly crept up on us. With it being the season of giving and all, I can't help but feel the burn in my wallets. Haha. I shall be a devout follower of the Sheldon Theory. And it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The entire institution of gift-giving makes no sense! Let's say that I go out, and I spend 50 dollars on you; it's a laborious activity because I have to imagine what you need, whereas you know what you need. Now I could simplify things, just giving you the 50 dollars directly, and then you could give me 50 dollars on my birthday, and so on until one of us dies leaving the other one old and 50 dollars richer. And I ask you, is it worth it?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Christmas has always been a good time for meetups and barbecues. There's one tomorrow night at the Dik's house, which will be damn good. Heh. And another one in January with the primary school people! hopefully that will go well too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-adit-&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I forgot to post this one up. And so the barbecue at Dik was officially well and over. More on that later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-4955817674557311586?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/4955817674557311586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=4955817674557311586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/4955817674557311586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/4955817674557311586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/12/41-days.html' title='41 days.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-5258097483976198756</id><published>2008-11-08T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:57:03.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i maintain that my blog should be for happier stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch High School Musical 3 some time ago. and my lil cousin bought the soundtrack. so i took the liberty to extract a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, most, if not all, of the songs have a pretty nice ring to it. and i find myself humming to some of the tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favs is the opening's "Now or Never"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRD82iO66Ig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRD82iO66Ig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;i especially like the part where the girl stands up, and they go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"right now i can hardly breathe~"&lt;br /&gt;"yu can do it, just know that i believe~"&lt;br /&gt;"and that's all i really need."&lt;br /&gt;"then come on"&lt;br /&gt;"make me strong. it's time to turn it up, game on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some motivating stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another song which i find motivating is none other than..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LE4Akokt4EQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LE4Akokt4EQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care about fame or tv shows. but i really wanna see the world and drive nice cars. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-5258097483976198756?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/5258097483976198756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=5258097483976198756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5258097483976198756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5258097483976198756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-maintain-that-my-blog-should-be-for.html' title=''/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-4892571226104997107</id><published>2008-10-27T22:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:15:33.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see!</title><content type='html'>it's been over three weeks that i hadn't been back here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hadn't been real eventful. but there was a pretty huge rush for assignments' deadlines. that's all. and last weekend saw me successfully transit into year 22 of my life. (not really sure what degree of success, but hey, i'm still around!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo. had a pretty good dinner at this place called Flutes at the Fort. it's hidden somewhere in fort canning, and while yu had to trek some flights of stairs to eventually get there, the place is actually pretty neat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZIvq58NI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aVIYSkPjb4Q/s1600-h/Flutes+at+the+Fort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZIvq58NI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aVIYSkPjb4Q/s400/Flutes+at+the+Fort.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261850483910897874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just a small group of four: dawn and me, jialin and vincent. food was good, with an insane portion of soup. appetizers was, well, appetizing at best. simply because it was insane too: insanely small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZJr53ahI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jVPPGMD7hsE/s1600-h/dawndawn+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZJr53ahI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jVPPGMD7hsE/s400/dawndawn+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261850500079774226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZKXg3EKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uOA58Rr8gcE/s1600-h/Jialin+Vincent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZKXg3EKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uOA58Rr8gcE/s400/Jialin+Vincent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261850511786053794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZJGGHjYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gYUeBuQTqZA/s1600-h/Jason+Jialin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZJGGHjYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gYUeBuQTqZA/s400/Jason+Jialin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261850489930616194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lil dessert surprise at the end. which was all good! still can't appreciate cheese.. and the fruits were a little disappointing. but the cakes were pretty much a thumbs up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZJWQUtjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qoFlM4MWpLE/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZJWQUtjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qoFlM4MWpLE/s400/Happy+Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261850494268388914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racked up a bill of about 300odd? thanks vincent for the dinner! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to west coast macs for some apple pie and coffee and more time wasting. and it was off for home in preparation for.. a journey down south!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much just a one day escapade. which was all good thanks to dawndawn! heh. pictures shall do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rather disappointing A&amp;W. and the waffles were slight above average at best. oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZ2IhkzWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/C9Sp-i9rNAw/s1600-h/A%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZ2IhkzWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/C9Sp-i9rNAw/s400/A%26W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261851263676763490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went groceries crazy at batam. 80cents for a toothbrush, indomie for 20cents per packet, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andre bought a helmet for his go-karting stuff. and that led to some serious camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZ21bCWeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8MHNiKriEKc/s1600-h/Dawn+Helmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZ21bCWeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8MHNiKriEKc/s400/Dawn+Helmet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261851275728935394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZ2oigweI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uAaTWz_yp7E/s1600-h/Steph+Helmet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZ2oigweI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uAaTWz_yp7E/s400/Steph+Helmet+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261851272270627298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the obligatory drinking at night. and i leave yu in the safe hands of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vMxIilLfS8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vMxIilLfS8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-4892571226104997107?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/4892571226104997107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=4892571226104997107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/4892571226104997107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/4892571226104997107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SQXZIvq58NI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aVIYSkPjb4Q/s72-c/Flutes+at+the+Fort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-7232367328701578944</id><published>2008-10-06T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:43:11.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>Are you hard enough to JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qdawonI/AAAAAAAAANk/Uae5ReE432I/s1600-h/Fly+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qdawonI/AAAAAAAAANk/Uae5ReE432I/s400/Fly+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253721274151117426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qoaP3VI/AAAAAAAAANs/OrG6EF2XFyY/s1600-h/Fly+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qoaP3VI/AAAAAAAAANs/OrG6EF2XFyY/s400/Fly+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253721277101759826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qurW1CI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tURkZpdq-JU/s1600-h/Fly+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qurW1CI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tURkZpdq-JU/s400/Fly+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253721278784132130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3rNVmjOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/woQ71XTwzsY/s1600-h/Fly+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3rNVmjOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/woQ71XTwzsY/s400/Fly+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253721287014386914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more when i'm not lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-7232367328701578944?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/7232367328701578944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=7232367328701578944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/7232367328701578944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/7232367328701578944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/10/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SOj3qdawonI/AAAAAAAAANk/Uae5ReE432I/s72-c/Fly+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-373393834488666238</id><published>2008-09-30T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:23:33.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Singapore!</title><content type='html'>Bali here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;:-:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manda: HELLOOOOOOOOOO. where have yu died to!&lt;br /&gt;cheng: siao charbo! don't sad thanks. postpone till when?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-373393834488666238?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/373393834488666238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=373393834488666238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/373393834488666238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/373393834488666238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-singapore.html' title='Goodbye Singapore!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-775393192066234288</id><published>2008-09-20T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:31:16.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympics.</title><content type='html'>this might have came a month or two late, but it's still gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not Ian Thorpe, not Michael Phelps. anyone knows Eric "The Eel" Moussambani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zjCc_VyxM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zjCc_VyxM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's right on target for the equatorial guinea record!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-775393192066234288?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/775393192066234288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=775393192066234288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/775393192066234288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/775393192066234288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/09/olympics.html' title='The Olympics.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-5829416544633019443</id><published>2008-09-04T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:45:50.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no comfort in the waiting room..</title><content type='html'>i'm just back from the hospital. and i still haven't gotten over the wave of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dua pek's wife was a strong woman. after being diagnosed with breast cancer, she fought strongly against it. never once have i seen her succumb to the pain, and she was the happiest woman alive when her eldest son got married last december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the illness started to take its toll, and the cancerous cells spread slowly to her bones and lung. still she fought on, looking optimistically towards life, and the engagement of her daughter. she was only to have at most a year more despite all the chemotherapy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but monday took a bad turn for her condition. she was admitted and she grew frail and weak. i resisted the urge to cry when i saw her in the ward. and all i could choke out was "我是jason.. 我来看你了.." her eyelids were too heavy to even open.. but i could see tears welling up.. and her gasping deeper for air.. as if to acknowledge my presence.. thinking about it now makes my heart grow heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i stepped out, everyone in the family had their heads hung. i tried to make some banter with my uncles.. but even that did not dispel the awful sensation everyone is feeling. the fan and ventilation were switched off at that time as 8pm was the cut off timing for visiting, which made the air heavier and more unbearable. i found myself staring at my sneakers most of the time.. swallowing huge lumps in my throat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was a jovial woman, a good woman, wife, mother, daughter-in-law. sometimes i think that life is so unfair. such stuff shouldn't have had to happen on her. she is still put on oxygen.. and at midnight tonight, it will be removed. whether she pulls thru will depend on her willpower. even then.. according to the doctor.. forty eight hours is the most that she'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i'm blogging this, there is probably a big change in my life even tho i'm not very close to her.. she is family after all. i have never been religious, but i hope that right now.. someone up there will guide her peacefully.. because a strong woman like her deserves at least this much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1SZvhCNIY0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1SZvhCNIY0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-5829416544633019443?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/5829416544633019443/comments/default' title='Post 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-4803198377125604901</id><published>2008-09-03T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:44:15.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning is a lifelong process..</title><content type='html'>calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;god i'm so going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;last nite we were doing the ball namecard for tables&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;some assholes didnt give us their date names&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;so we said if we dun get their names we going to make it up&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;so some girl got names like&lt;br /&gt;jason. [[ thumbs up! ]] says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;paris hilton, tia tanaka, mother theresa&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;on their namecard&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;1 table didnt give us any names&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;the whole table of 5&lt;br /&gt;calvin .:     http://calvh.blogspot.com says (11:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;had the names from the captain planet kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also found out what "Annette Takatchafish" and "Naomi Lanani" means. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i got my phone. a Samsung F-480. so there. lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bali on 1st october! here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-4803198377125604901?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/4803198377125604901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=4803198377125604901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/4803198377125604901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/4803198377125604901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning-is-lifelong-process.html' title='Learning is a lifelong process..'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-6766590487302031954</id><published>2008-08-27T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:54:14.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StarHub FTL.</title><content type='html'>so i finally got pissed off with the customer service of starhub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wrote my first complaint letter, just because i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn pissed off. still no handphone. nnb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letter is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Whomever it may concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir/Madam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this letter with utter disgust to your customer service provided at both your 1633 hotline, and at your Customer Service Centres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 29 March 2008, my sister received a $200 voucher, voucher number VOU8256X07200. Unable to utilize the voucher within the expiry date, which is 29 April 2008, she dialed the 1633 hotline and was assured by the customer service officer over the phone that she will be able to extend the voucher when she needed to. It was not noted to her at that point of time, how long this offer is extended for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July 2008, my sister decided that she will sign a new line with StarHub, and I called the 1633 hotline, only to find out that the $200 voucher promotion is already over. This is baffling because the $200 voucher is issued, as stated on the voucher, “as a token of appreciation for your continued support”. Since the promotion is over, am I still not a valued customer of StarHub? Or does my ‘loyalty’ expire together with the so-called promotion? Even so, could there have been a courtesy call from one of your Customer Service Officers that the promotion has ended? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer service took several days to get back to me on this matter. And when they eventually did, only $100 of voucher, and the waiver of SIM card registration is made available. Despite the reduction in value of the voucher I was promised, I agreed to the terms offered, and I was assured that a physical voucher is not needed, as the “details have been keyed into the system”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 21 August 2008, I went down to the Customer Service Centre at OUB Centre to choose the handset that I would like to purchase. However, I was surprised to find out that there are no records of the $100 voucher anywhere in your system. When your Customer Service Officer found the alleged email, he told me that the voucher can only be used online, and not be in conjunction with any corporate cards. Your Customer Service Officer actually told me to call 1633 again! I further explained that every time I called the hotline, I have to wait for twenty minutes upwards just to speak to anyone over the phone. And since I was physically at the shop, why would I have to call your hotline anyway? Or is it a cookie-cutter reply taught to all Customer Service Officers to shirk responsibility to the service hotline?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when I decided to speak to another Customer Service Officer. She told a different story from the first, stating that I can in fact, peruse the vouchers in any of the main outlets with a Customer Service Centre. I double confirmed that a physical voucher is not needed, and all I have to do is to produce the subscriber, which is my sister’s, NRIC. Due to the inconsistencies in the different “stories” each Customer Service Officer has told me, I asked for their name cards. Please feel free to ask me for their identities for any confirmation of the above mentioned matters. In all, I spent approximately over an hour at your Customer Service Centre, and have accomplished absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at 2020hrs on 26 August, I went down to the Customer Service Centre at VivoCity and was informed that the $100 voucher promotion is over! Again, this further reinforced my belief that StarHub does not value their customers, or even bother to bring in new customers. I am convinced that your Customer Service Personnel is unable to make decisions without referral, and asked to speak to any management staff. Instead, your Customer Service Personnel shuttled in and out passing messages. To me, this is a very rude gesture, and definitely a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 40minute wait, I was then informed that due to this being an exception case, the customer service personnel will allow me to choose between the $100 voucher, or waive off the SIM card subscription fees. However, I don’t see how “exceptional” this case may be, except for maybe an exceptional lack of efficiency on your side. Also, I was initially promised $200, which was then lowered to $100 AND waiver of SIM card subscription fees, and now to $100 OR waiver of SIM card subscription fees. This was when another lady came out of the elusive backroom and whispered rather loudly to the Customer Service Personnel that “the office called, and said that they can provide the SIM card waiver for corporate”. Is this an insinuation that corporate customers are more important than regular consumers? Altogether, I have wasted another hour at your Customer Service Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this series of incidents have definitely left a sour taste in my mouth, and after a month’s long worth of struggle, I have not acquired a new handset yet. I am especially disappointed at the long waits, the different stories that your Customer Service Officers are telling me, and the policy to “suddenly call off promotions without noticing the consumers”. This has all led me to believe that StarHub is not genuinely interested in valuing existing customers, or even new customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discussed this with many of my friends and relatives, and I can confirm that I am not alone in this poor service quality that StarHub has provided. Even though your marketing department has done well to introduce the Hub Club to entice customers to contract with StarHub, I must say that it is not a good excuse for poor customer service. I am usually not one to complain, and this is actually the first time I have written a complaint letter. I have used Singtel mobile and vouchers for the past five years of my life, and they have not given me as much trouble as the last 5 months that I have used StarHub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other problems that I have encountered are the disconnection of my Maxonline and CableTV, where StarHub has sent the bill to my old address, instead of the new address that has been updated. Without even the courtesy to call and enquire, does it come to surprise StarHub that there is a difference in address for the same subscriber, or I am paying my phone bills, but not my Maxonline and CableTV? When the mistake is clearly of StarHub’s from the beginning, imagine the audacity of charging an additional $15 for reconnection. I am clearly worried for the business process of a multi-million dollar company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to receive a satisfactory explanation on the series of happenings, as many other people besides me are concerned with regards to this matter. This letter will be published online via my personal blog, and sent to the Straits Times at stforum@sph.com.sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and regards.&lt;br /&gt;Jason Goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;:-:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i make good my promise of publishing this on my blog. i've also sent the emails to stforum and starhub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-6766590487302031954?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/6766590487302031954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=6766590487302031954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/6766590487302031954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/6766590487302031954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/starhub-ftl.html' title='StarHub FTL.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-549182814454232976</id><published>2008-08-13T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:20:01.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sing one. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yu done done me, and yu bet that i felt it~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-549182814454232976?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/549182814454232976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=549182814454232976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/549182814454232976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/549182814454232976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m yours.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-5648190680082941558</id><published>2008-08-12T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:21:10.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work..</title><content type='html'>it's another new week. and yes i'm still at nus working. oh, what will they do without me?(pretty well, i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. i got asked to stay and work for another week. well, i'm not going to say no to more money. so i'm still trudging my way down to nus every morning. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still have an exam this saturday. so i HAVE to start studying. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's some late. sleep time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw man u won their first silverware: the FA Community Shield in a match against Portsmouth(sponsored by OKI). it was 0-0 at full time, when man u should've won by at least 3 goals. tevez got pulled down in the penalty area by hreidarrson; the bugger literally HUGGED tevez's feet when he was clean thru. but nope, no penalty.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, vds didn't even need to save 3 of the 4 spot kicks, so united won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;:-:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;cheng: yu come and try laaaaa. wah lao. dunno how they got into NUS. government trying to leech chinaman's money? i have officially lost all respect for NUS students. they(some of them) can't even engage in a proper conversation.&lt;br /&gt;liyi: oie. nong time no see. yu don't anyhow anyhow come and love me being annoyed hor. hahahaha. where yu die to recently?&lt;br /&gt;chinaman5345345345: yeah. yu would like to shut the fuck up, thanks! and i'd gladly help!&lt;br /&gt;peee: yu mean TAKE a stroll. except your stroll is like from china to india. yu come la. yu free-er. no one pay yu to stay put at one place. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-5648190680082941558?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/5648190680082941558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=5648190680082941558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5648190680082941558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5648190680082941558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/work-work.html' title='Work work..'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-3630882857082720616</id><published>2008-08-06T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:15:54.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more days..</title><content type='html'>tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;steph - if they ask i think they're pretty blind. the only printers on display is OKI loh. then they walk in the door straightaway got a fat poster thingy that says OKI also.&lt;br /&gt;peee - come la. yu very free one right. ntu very near nus also.&lt;br /&gt;vincent - except this lanjiao receptionist no desk no chair no nothing. more like information counter.&lt;br /&gt;jolty - aww. yu sad for me i also won't feel better. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;:-:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so it's two more days. i'm quite enjoying the slack around and collect money job. and i get to just talk to random people. oh and i sold my first(and possibly only) printer today. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past three days hadn't been all THAT bad. despite all the stupid (china)people. many thanks to the people who came down to visit me! altho all is come down "accidentally" one. there's yuxun, terence, junting, shihui, jialin. i also saw imelda from acer, and the pass office guy whom i forgot the name. i bet he forgot my name also; i think he almost called out "sergeant". lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i did the following stuff today, amidst talking to the handful of people actually interested in printers: watch discovery channel, surf youtube, go subway chit chat with jialin, talk a stroll around cos i was feeling damn sleepy, and enjoying the $2 breakfast toast and egg set(which is cheaper by 30c compared to the one in camp). not a bad day i guess. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shui jiao. i'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-3630882857082720616?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/3630882857082720616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=3630882857082720616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/3630882857082720616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/3630882857082720616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-more-days.html' title='Two more days..'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-5536456245511203889</id><published>2008-08-04T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:29:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just die, thanks.</title><content type='html'>so today was my first day at work selling OKI printers at NUS.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be at the IT COOP@YIH(i assume it's Yusof Ishak Hall), everyday this week from 10am to 7pm(or so). so come and visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sales has been pretty slow. because everyone is there to buy their laptops, not look at printers. only one printer was sold the entire day, and it's bought by some angmo who randomly walk into the store and left 15minutes later with a fujixerox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the only printer promoter there, and it's pretty sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a sample of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chinawoman1 walks around staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;me: hi, are you interested in buying a printer?&lt;br /&gt;chinawoman1: you sell NEC?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, no. i'm from OKI. please refer to the sales staff at the counter for laptop sales.&lt;br /&gt;*gives me a stupid gaze and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chinaman1 walks up to me with random paper.&lt;br /&gt;chinaman: i want loan.&lt;br /&gt;me: the counter behind should help you. please go that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinaman2: student service center, where?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh i'm not sure, maybe yu can ask the people around, they should help you better. i'm not from NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinaman3: where is fujitsu?&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm not their sales staff, please approach any of the sales personnel behind the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singaporean1: hi, i was wondering if you know whether the exchange for fault toshiba laptops are still on.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, i'm not sure. i think their sales staff have already left for the day.&lt;br /&gt;signaporean1: WHAT? BUT MY NOTEBOOK IS FAULTY.&lt;br /&gt;me: (yeah wtf like it's my problem?) uhh. okay. maybe yu can come back tomorrow or speak to the sales people behind.&lt;br /&gt;singaporean1: okay thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, please note that i am wearing a RED OKI shirt, surrounded by THREE hugeass printers, with NO LAPTOPS within an arm's length of me. hell, i was even hugging my C2520 Multi Function Printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*after a few million chinamen and some stupid singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinaman1214214: hi, where can i buy laptop?&lt;br /&gt;me: *points* behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinawoman12414: hi, i'd like to...&lt;br /&gt;me: *points* BEHIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking dulan. stupid people should just die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-5536456245511203889?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/5536456245511203889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=5536456245511203889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5536456245511203889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5536456245511203889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-die-thanks.html' title='just die, thanks.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-123241765928291190</id><published>2008-08-01T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:04:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Godlike.</title><content type='html'>today godlike with another hero: shadow fiend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even remember the heroes i godlike-ed with. my first is magnataur i think. then tidehunter. and potm. most recent is a clockwerk(which is damn imba).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing too much dota is making me stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i'm working at NUS from 4th to 8th August(Monday to Friday), so NUS-ers please come and visit me if free, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;:-:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;dawn: hi dawndawn. yes i'm some haolian. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;jolty: haha. yes. i made someone jealous. self-esteem +1. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;peee: hi peee. yu bo xim one. at least i still got read yours. definitely more frequent.&lt;br /&gt;liyi: ni hao. it's worth two cows and a pigeon. wtb?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-123241765928291190?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/123241765928291190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=123241765928291190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/123241765928291190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/123241765928291190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/08/godlike.html' title='Godlike.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-1850255542355593404</id><published>2008-07-24T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:26:37.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay free gift.</title><content type='html'>singaporean number 1 favourite: free gift.&lt;br /&gt;singaporean number 2 favourite: get free gift already must haolian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIdjexmIURI/AAAAAAAAANc/f40Dt2I7tnw/s1600-h/CL111A.BA0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIdjexmIURI/AAAAAAAAANc/f40Dt2I7tnw/s400/CL111A.BA0700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226255272947241234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagheuer.com/the-collection/specialists/kirium-f1/chronograph/index.lbl?w=CL111A.BA0700&amp;3"&gt;TAG Heuer Kirium Chronograph Men's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the clock face different leh. the only similar ones i find are low res pictures on ebay or other shopping websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-1850255542355593404?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/1850255542355593404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=1850255542355593404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/1850255542355593404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/1850255542355593404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-free-gift.html' title='yay free gift.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIdjexmIURI/AAAAAAAAANc/f40Dt2I7tnw/s72-c/CL111A.BA0700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-2865882664547243130</id><published>2008-07-23T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:26:37.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLFIGHTER</title><content type='html'>all hail the retardedness of Fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIYePHx6isI/AAAAAAAAANU/8y8qdyc6OAI/s1600-h/lolfighter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIYePHx6isI/AAAAAAAAANU/8y8qdyc6OAI/s400/lolfighter.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225897662745316034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken and editted from &lt;a href="http://www.nuklearpower.com/daily.php?date=050419"&gt;8 Bit-Theater  19 Apr 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-2865882664547243130?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/2865882664547243130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=2865882664547243130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/2865882664547243130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/2865882664547243130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/07/lolfighter.html' title='LOLFIGHTER'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIYePHx6isI/AAAAAAAAANU/8y8qdyc6OAI/s72-c/lolfighter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-700722570491860302</id><published>2008-07-22T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:33:24.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Childhood Idol.</title><content type='html'>i don't know if i told anyone this, but this guy is my childhood idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MuybMvvlUCs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MuybMvvlUCs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周華健 - 我是真的付出我的愛&lt;br /&gt;專輯: 我付出我的真愛我實現我的夢 (1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D9b4Pnpbx4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D9b4Pnpbx4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周華健 - 風雨無阻&lt;br /&gt;專輯: 風雨無阻(1994)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. super old school. the songs are like 20 years old.(almost as old as me.) but his songs are still damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unlike the idol chasers of the 21st century, i count myself as an ardent fan by knowing how to sing almost all of his old songs, and actually owning his original LDs. yes. Laser Discs. the fat UFO looking stuff. hahahaha. actually is my mum buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unlike all the idols of the 21st century, none of the mtvs have to sell sex to be successful. and emil chau definitely doesn't have any scandals or any shyt to propel him to stardom, or pwn him hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iIHHvab5iOc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iIHHvab5iOc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周華健、成龍、黃耀明、李宗盛 真心英雄 (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one of my favs!&lt;br /&gt;不经历风雨，怎么见彩虹~&lt;br /&gt;cheer up everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-700722570491860302?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/700722570491860302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=700722570491860302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/700722570491860302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/700722570491860302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-childhood-idol.html' title='My Childhood Idol.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-7553693713747328096</id><published>2008-07-21T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:26:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>my exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least most of'em. i have one last one to go before class starts on the 1st september.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least no one is bugging for updates. which means that not many people are reading it anyway! but i'll still update so that i can read this a few years later and laugh at my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyways. long overdue. nah peee. give yu la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;what betrayal? who knows that i'm not betraying my lover anyway? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i get over stuff fast, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;i want a good job(so i don't feel bored), that involves travelling around the world, meeting different people, and tonnes of bonus/money remitted to my bank every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. haven't really thought of it. singaporean weddings are all about the hotel yu have it at. i'd rather whisk everyone i know to a beautiful resort(think the carribeans), exchange vows in the sunset, generally have lotsa fun instead of having to get stuck in a stupid ballroom with half the people yu don't know anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll still hold a stupid ballroom dinner because the chinese are so traditional. and i have no intentions to blaspheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. because i'm still a studentttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't really matter. once that person comes along, your whole perception of ideal is changed anyway. (wow i realise that i sound philosophical. NOT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Which is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;of course being loved. i'm a lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;if that person really loves me too, what is she waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;if the feeling is mutual, i dunno? a nong nong time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;read from #7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. fucking computer keeps disconnecting when i'm pwning with my Clockwerk -&gt; Hook, Powercog, Battery, Missile. PWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;ehh. not bad la. at least i feel that i'm not forgotten. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;bringing back a comfortable pay, with my own car. my family would be pretty young i guess. and hopefully the bunch of friends i still keep in touch with are still.. uhh.. keep-in-touchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;my future employer. because i want to know what kind of pay i'm drawing when i graduate, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;she the peee ong pei yi loh. who dunno her. the eyes very small one HAHAHA. sorry can't resist it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;i'd be rich and single. mail order brides are all the rage. it's like a surprise christmas present, just that yu have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. the things tend to change. most of the times it's checking my handphone for missed calls or messages. other times i'm still asleep in the morning, or i'll switch on my psp to play. yeah. as soon as i open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;if they reciprocate, then why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17. If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;i'll pick the female one.&lt;br /&gt;but what if both of them are MALE?&lt;br /&gt;i haven't thought of that one yet. get back to yu, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;i like stupid people. feels like i have the intelligence of a IQ 914.&lt;br /&gt;what? &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marilyn_vos_Savant"&gt;the highest ever recorded IQ level is 230?&lt;/a&gt; guess it's time to break some records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19. What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;people smarter than me )= &lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIN_297SwDI/AAAAAAAAANM/8eaKl0ocr3g/s1600-h/Stupid+But+Happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIN_297SwDI/AAAAAAAAANM/8eaKl0ocr3g/s320/Stupid+But+Happy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225160574992826418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;#20. If you have to choose between love and friendship, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine living without neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. 8 people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. the dark knight&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edison_Chen"&gt;the man behind the counter 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the shining knight&lt;br /&gt;4. two-face&lt;br /&gt;5. two-face(the other one.)&lt;br /&gt;6. joker.&lt;br /&gt;7. in case you didn't realise.&lt;br /&gt;8. i just caught batman today afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from peee: i wonder if they know im asking them to do. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawl. whoever feels like doing just go ahead la. i find it pretty bo liao anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it sure makes up for a lack of content, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep time. GOOD NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-7553693713747328096?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/7553693713747328096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=7553693713747328096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/7553693713747328096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/7553693713747328096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SIN_297SwDI/AAAAAAAAANM/8eaKl0ocr3g/s72-c/Stupid+But+Happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-6380828182333577897</id><published>2008-07-09T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:38:05.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ni hao.</title><content type='html'>long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. shortly after telling everyone that i have started studying, exams are here! it's like SURPRISE, you're fucked before you even know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no la. it's not as bad as it sounds. business law exams are tomorrow. and from what i've heard the exams will be pretty easy. i mean, they even give out exam focus, spoonfeed us with what to study for the exams. how hard can it be, right? yu might wanna check back for more "surprises" after my paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. KNG ZHI WEI. when the hell are yu sweaty mofo gonna come back? where's the cable-ski-ing? I WANT. need to ask the rest too anyways. and yes cal, let's suffer together. hopefully i won't have to suffer as long as yu do. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to alot of the postal service lately. catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1V-06LDwek&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1V-06LDwek&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'll be the grapes fermented,&lt;br /&gt;Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit&lt;br /&gt;Like a perfect gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick&lt;br /&gt;Where you will sit and contemplate your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning&lt;br /&gt;In an open tab when your judgement's on the brink&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite&lt;br /&gt;Albums back as your lying there drifting off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the platform shoes and undo what heredity's done to you...&lt;br /&gt;You won't have to strain to look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat&lt;br /&gt;With the collar up so you won't catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take you far from the cynics in this town&lt;br /&gt;And kiss you on the mouth&lt;br /&gt;We'll cut out bodies free from the tethers of this scene,&lt;br /&gt;Start a brand new colony&lt;br /&gt;Where everything will change,&lt;br /&gt;We'll give ourselves new names (identities erased)&lt;br /&gt;The sun will heat the grounds&lt;br /&gt;Under our bare feet in this brand new colony&lt;br /&gt;Everything will change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep some. all the best for my exams!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-6380828182333577897?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/6380828182333577897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=6380828182333577897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/6380828182333577897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/6380828182333577897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/07/ni-hao.html' title='Ni hao.'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-6204702034403523873</id><published>2008-06-27T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:26:39.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend is here!</title><content type='html'>yeah yeah! weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have gooooood news. i was scheduled for classes the entire weekend. and that includes today[1930 - 2200], saturday[0900 - 1800]{!!) and sunday [0900 - 1800](more !!!s). anyhowwww. i got a call this morning and classes are CANCELLED. well, that's the end of the good news, because the fact that my classes are cancelled is due to my lecturer being hospitalised. today was supposed to be the first class with him, oh well. it takes one's misfortunes to brighten up someone else's day? not that i'm gloating over his injury(or illness?), but i'm just glad i have this weekend free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the next two or three weekends will be 0900 - 1800 stuffs. sigh. what have i gotten myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've enrolled myself into "Bachelor of Commerce with double majors in Marketing Management and Hospitality &amp; Tourism Management". a far cry from what i had studied in poly, but then again, at least i'm doing something that i have slightly more interest in than programming. hence the hectic rush to get into the september intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an old newspaper clipping of about a year ago which i found somewhere on the internets. pretty much confidence boosting stuff since stepping into the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SGSF0lJhyaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eY-yRu_5Aho/s1600-h/Kaplan+News+Clipping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SGSF0lJhyaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eY-yRu_5Aho/s320/Kaplan+News+Clipping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216441406773643682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. time to fully enjoy my weekend! these are hard to come by soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i decided not to go for the death cab concert at the esplanade. $128 is too painsome for my wallet. sigh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-6204702034403523873?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/6204702034403523873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=6204702034403523873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/6204702034403523873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/6204702034403523873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-is-here.html' title='Weekend is here!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ik6pL85-VJU/SGSF0lJhyaI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eY-yRu_5Aho/s72-c/Kaplan+News+Clipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7006393.post-5031503119444113961</id><published>2008-06-23T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:27:04.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School has started!</title><content type='html'>yeah. so. as soon as i've finished serving my national &lt;s&gt;slavery&lt;/s&gt;service, i'm back into schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school hasn't been half bad. at least the business law module that i'm currently taking is pretty entertaining. so as of now i'm not having that much of a doubt in passing the examinations that are in about two weeks. yeah, two weeks. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, it's been fun going back to school all over again. except that i can no longer look education in the same way that i have for the first eighteen or nineteen years of my life. it is now that i truly understand the importance of education i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess after all, ignorance IS bliss. i hate having to see something that i shouldn't, or don't want to, and then opening up a whole new can of worms. sigh. sometimes, somethings are meant just as it is, not made known to yu. it's like everything has just been a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would it be so bad, if yu were to pretend that yu were so happy.&lt;br /&gt;keep it to yourself, don't let the secret go.&lt;br /&gt;if yu were so willing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate having to think about what ifs. it's a neverending vicious cycle, and yu think and think of all the possibilities, but the only outcome is the one staring back at yu anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, if yu're still with me, i've redownloaded finch's old album, what it is to burn. one of my all time favourites anyway. yu'll notice the little signature at the bottom actually reads "&lt;font color="gray"&gt;she&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;burns&lt;/font&gt;." since i dunno when. and that's actually from one of their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i'm blogging that down. but then again, i dunno why i'm blogging in the first place. so that pretty much makes sense now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: i've removed the previous post after realising how irritating it gets everytime i log into the page and the whole net lags trying to load the song. and it interrupts whatever music i'm already playing. read: i've removed the video because i'm lazy to change the embed codings. so here's another video to to cover up for the lack of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there's still tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;forget the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i can be on the last train home.&lt;br /&gt;watch it past the day,&lt;br /&gt;as it fades away.&lt;br /&gt;no more time to care.&lt;br /&gt;no more time,&lt;br /&gt;too late.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lL-I40d0uo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lL-I40d0uo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we sing, sing without a reason&lt;br /&gt;to never fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;to never fall in love again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7006393-5031503119444113961?l=prfn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/feeds/5031503119444113961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7006393&amp;postID=5031503119444113961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5031503119444113961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7006393/posts/default/5031503119444113961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prfn.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-has-started.html' title='School has started!'/><author><name>pprrffnnn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08821922098908226594'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>