Saturday, December 30, 2006 [ 2:52 AM ] ;
0 repliesReformatted my comp 5 times in the past 3 days. Don't ask me why. Long story. Anyway, I dont have my itunes installed and running, so there's currently no music for me. Hmm *insert sad face*. I'm waiting for my World of Warcraft to finish patching which I've just reinstalled so I've gotta do it from scratch and apparently its going to take another 2 hours before it'll be complete.
taps foot impatiently while waiting for WoW to patchI'm super sleepy. Want to buy a cup of coffee, please.
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Ahh...2006.
Bye.
2007. Remember to do up your New Year Resolutions =) Traditionally, I've never done mine, never saw the need to, and I'm not going to do anyway for next year. I do however, have some unfulfilled wishes.
For a better year than last. Cheers.
Friday, December 29, 2006 [ 1:00 PM ] ;
0 repliesI spent the whole night reformatting and troubleshooting the computer, and ended up sleeping only at 6am.. I just woke up around 12+, and went back to updating the new software and stuff like that. I found that I lost my whole list of favourites!! And now I can only remember some of them =((
Sectionals yesterday was retarded, but fun. First it was sas, then the OM didnt allow us to open the bandroom, so we went to sajc, and met the problematic security guard, who wanted everything in black and white before he would let us stay to have sectionals. Whoo luckily I skipped around the building and went a big round so he didnt have to question me and give me trouble. In the end we had to close at 9pm instead of 9:30pm and although not much was done, it was fun hanging out with them again.
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I've been thinking alot the whole of yesterday, deliberating and contemplating.
Rau you're lucky I happened to chance upon this, considering all the shit Im going through with my comp right now.
6 random facts about me:
1. I own a ipod mini and it livens my life up.
2. "Saints never hang up their halos." Thats true for me.
3. I happen to be troubled over a troublesome problem right now.
4. I am current unemployed but unwilling to look for a job.
5. I kind of want to repeat year 2006.
6. You think you know me, but you dont. Thats why you asked me to do this, which was designed after a fashion in hopes of aiding you in knowing me better, but its not gonna work aint it.
Yawn.
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But its a little too late she's a little too gone.
Monday, December 25, 2006 [ 12:02 AM ] ;
0 repliesNo point thinking about has beens and what could have been. Its all in the past and there's no going back.
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Bus riders get gifts from Secret Santa.Associated Press
SPOKANE, Wash. - A woman hopped aboard buses, greeted passengers with "Merry Christmas" and handed each an envelope containing a card and a $50 bill before stepping off and repeating the process on another bus.
She did it so quickly that descriptions of the woman varied among surprised Spokane Transit Authority passengers on several routes Thursday, The Spokesman-Review newspaper reported Friday.
"She kind of kept her head down. I don't remember ever seeing this lady before," said bus driver Max Clemons.
"I had a young man in the back of the bus. He looked like he was going to start crying. He said in broken English, 'She don't know how much this will mean to me at Christmas,'" Clemons said.
Transit authority spokesman Dan Kolbet said efforts to identify the gift-giver were unsuccessful. Her generosity didn't appear to be part of a marketing gimmick, he said.
The woman gave envelopes to about 20 passengers, he said. Each was sealed with a sticker that said: "To a friend from a friend."
The woman, accompanied by one or two young boys, pulled the envelopes out of a cloth satchel. The buses were pulling away from stops before riders even knew what happened.
"There was a lot of excitement. People were making calls on their cell phones," said driver Terry Dobson, who had two of his trips visited by the mystery woman. "The people on those buses really needed the money."
Hours after the impromptu gift-giving, Dobson was still giddy.
"It was just a neat thing," he said. "It makes you tingle all over."
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...And then it was Christmas's.
Saturday, December 23, 2006 [ 9:55 PM ] ;
0 repliesBilly Blagg, West Ham Correspondent
There are many clichés in football; it being a 'funny game' is usually foremost amongst them, it also being a 'cruel game' normally following closely behind. Alan Pardew learnt the meaning of both of those on Monday as new chairman Eggert Magnusson took one look at West Ham's performances against Wigan and Bolton before dispensing with Pardew's services, almost before the new owners sign had been placed in the Director's car park.
No matches to turn it around, no money given in the transfer window, this was ruthless and sent out a clear signal. Put simply, when £85million plus has been invested then relegation is not only not an option, it is not even to be flirted with. And I think we can ignore the idea that the Icelandic consortium are, even as we speak, desperately searching for a successor. These people know what they want and they know how to get it. Expect the new manager to have already been approached.
Regardless of whether or not the sacking was justified - and, as ever, opinions are largely divided - most West Ham fans are shocked at the departure of a man who was just a minute away from delivering the FA Cup just seven short months ago. Hammers supporters may well consider another cliché though, when viewing the sacking of the popular manager; 'Be careful what you wish for, it may come true'.
After years of under-funding and under achievement, where the appearance of yet another young England hopeful meant that 'bigger' clubs would come circling with cheque books poised, long-suffering Hammers fans had long prayed for a new board and owner, one that would grab the club and drag it kicking and screaming into the 21st century and, like it or not, that appears to be what they now have.
The chairman and Icelandic banking mogul Bjorgolfur Gudmundsson, who provided most of the cash for the £85million takeover, were both present at the defeat by Bolton and they were patently not happy at what they saw. I can't blame them - neither was I. But for a club like West Ham to subsequently sack the manager immediately after - particularly after two seasons in which the club has had a successful return from the Millennium Stadium - is a shock to the system and hardly the 'West Ham way'. But isn't decisive action what the fans have been crying out for years and something that Terence Brown singularly failed to do in the Glenn Roeder era?
The new owners are not looking for West Ham to scuffle around bobbing and weaving between divisions, they are not even looking at trying to scrabble around in mid-table, Gudmundsson and Magnusson have their sights on top European competition and they expect to get there sooner rather than later.
These men haven't been brought up in the East End, they've not learned that West Ham are a loyal club who are loath to sack managers - hell they probably don't even understand how a few thousand Hammers supporters finding their team 4-0 down should suddenly decide to remove their shirts and do the 'Hokey-cokey' in the rain. But why should they? These new owners simply looked at the squad, looked at the achievements of recent seasons and asked if something hadn't happened in the manager's office. They felt they knew the answer and acted according to how most businesses are run.
Of course, the irony of all this is that virtually all West Ham fans will feel genuinely sorry for Alan Pardew. A good and likeable man whose feelings for West Ham were shown at their best after the late winner against Arsenal that so upset Arsene Wenger, Pardew had shown signs last season of being a top English coach who might have even been touted for the England role had his success in the FA Cup come a season before.
After a tentative start, Pardew had shown himself to be an excellent manager with a good eye in the transfer market, who was able to coach his team in the fast running; free flowing football that served so well last season, suggesting that a foreign manager didn't always need to be the way forward.
That being the case this season's slump has puzzled many. Whether he has been shown the respect he deserved by some of his players and if he was a victim of circumstance with regard to the Tevez and Mascherano transfer - the circumstances of which still haven't been fully released - we may never know (although released from his managerial shackles, expect to hear the full story soon).
Nevertheless, I know hardly any Hammers fans who didn't will Alan Pardew to turn things around, and many will still think he wasn't given sufficient time, but that is the 'old guard' mentality and I think its something many of us will need to be wary of over the coming seasons.
Of course, the paradox here is that there are generations of supporters who cannot remember Ron Greenwood and Bobby Moore, a time where the local support and East End fraternity meant a special bond between club, fan and local community. Many of these ideas have been passed down from father to son and have become so imbued in the fabric of the club that it is often hard not to find yourself wondering why you have these feelings for something you barely remember. But, in a week when 'What is a real Cockney?' has been discussed on the leading unofficial site, WestHamOnline's Forum, perhaps it is inevitable that this week has turned the old regime upside down.
Me? Well after initial doubts that I can't deny (they appeared in my book) I really took to Alan Pardew and I'm both saddened and bemused by what has happened this season. Quite why these cycles appear throughout West Ham's history is something that I'm perfectly happy to let the Icelandic Consortium find out and hopefully solve. Neither am I too concerned about West Ham's immediate future. The sacking of Alan Pardew has shown me that the new owners mean business and I suggest there will be a number of clubs around the relegation area wondering if they might have to remove the Hammers from their 'perm another two from five' calculations. But that's the future. Right now I'd like to take some time to thank a man who must feel gutted at what has happened to him these past three months.
Alan Pardew has had a rough ride at West Ham, both at the beginning and end of his career. But he was always stoical and determined to get things right and eventually won fans over with the 2005 Play-off semi-final victory over Ipswich and the final win over Preston in Cardiff, during which he seemed to grow in stature. In 2005/6, with pundits tipping us for a quick return to the lower division, Pardew brought us a magnificent season that was eventually cruelly ended in the most heart-breaking way in the FA Cup Final, but not before a scintillating game had taken place in what is regarded as the greatest final of modern times.
Personally, I'll always remember celebrating with my son, a boy too young to remember the 'good days', after a Marlon Harewood strike had secured the semi-final win at Villa Park. Alan Pardew brought us that and, whatever intentions the new owners have, they will have to come up with something to better it.
That semi-final and final are a memory that no-one can take from me and it's something that Alan Pardew should remember as he contemplates his future in football. I don't expect him to be out of work for too long - I can imagine a couple of Premiership clubs are already looking up his number - and, whatever he does, I will certainly wish him well. As West Ham look to a new and different future so should Alan Pardew.
Where West Ham go from here remains to be seen but, for now, I'd just like to say good luck Alan - and thanks for the memories.
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Because all that remains are memories, and its because of these memories are what that enables growth. My growth.
Currently Listening To: Dear Diary - TravisFinally...finally...finally. My paranoia has left me, numbness has replaced feelings, and perhaps this has been the closure I've been seeking. Maaaaaybe.
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I was checking my reflection before I went out today. I announce that I am officially paler, more sick looking, deep eye bags, and definitely not healthy. I need some sun. And exercise.
I'll upload the pictures, if I ever get them from janu.
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I am a stoner. Like Ryuzaki. Eh? Reminder to self: Be more outgoing. If I cant do it, start acting weird.
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I wish there was another way out of this, but it seems as though as there were other plans made by fate. I may never again fall for another just as deeply as I did with you. Once was a mistake, a lesson to me. Retribution. To teach me how pain feels like. To tell me, remind me not to do it again to another.
Thursday, December 21, 2006 [ 1:25 PM ] ;
0 repliesWhile pvp-ing(and getting bored at it already after about 12hours of it), and now facing an unexpected server restart in Mal'Ganis, I find myself with time to stop by and blog. Coincidentally, if my posts have seemed weird to be posted in the wee hours of the morning, its because I had nothing better to do and wanted to kill time while waiting in between pvp battles.. As to all these pvp business...I think I'll be at it for the next 3weeks, and hopefully less than that and not more.
Sigh. This few days have been kind of troublesome, since I'm pretty much bothered about getting a job, yet I wish I could NOT need to find one as I have stuff to settle with regards to WoW, as well as the upcoming
Saints Hallelujah concert. Even if we all claim that I'll be so free to april, I'm already spending almost all my waking time at WoW, accomplishing almost 12hours a day, which was quite off the mark of the peak of what I achieved last year, which was about 16hours everyday with 8hours dedicated to sleeping.
Blizzard promised they'll only take 10minutes to do the rolling server restarts, but its been 20mins and they're still doing it.
I gotta exercise.
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Addon: Since Blizzard extended the rolling restarts to 30minutes due to some unforseen critical issues, I shall take this time to blog about being a Boy Scout myself while surviving alone without the family.
Since it wasnt my first time being alone at home(they've been gone once before for about 8days to different countries. Mom went to china, Dad to Europe I think), I pretty much knew how to handle myself, since I can cook and all. However this time it felt a tad more lonely than usual, and I found myself doing the laundy and boiling the water and feeling very very alone. Perhaps I wasnt that alone after day1 as my grandparents decided to come over to keep me company for the next 2 days, and by sunday afternoon my family was back.
I never got the chance to cook by the way. My grandmother took care of that and probably did a better job than I ever could in this lifetime.
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There is this greek myth, one which tells a story of Hephaestus, master craftsman of Olympus, who was ever pursuing the unattainable garden, while failing to see the one rose in display right in front of him.Pity. Do you ever do something out of a sense of obligation? As the lyrics of a certain song goes; Choose the one who loves you more/And when you've found something to die for/They'll be knocking on your heart's door/When they come knocking on your heart's door.
Hmm only when something is gone do you then find yourself kind of missing it.
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I still wonder, if there is ever a glimmer of hope between us. The empty you to be filled by a guy, will it be me again?
Currently Listening To: With Arms Wide Open [Strings Version] - Creed.jpg)
Saints Alumni Percussion Section family portrait of new members and of old members. By march next year, half of us will probably be gone..
Currently Listening To: Wash Away All Those Years - Creed| You Are a Visionary Soul |
You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.
Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul.
You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.
Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings.
You have great vision and can be very insightful.
In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.
Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.
You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.
Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul |
Sunday, December 17, 2006 [ 4:40 PM ] ;
0 repliesI woke up with a jolt today, around dawn I think, since it was still dark with just abit of light. I'm not sure what did it, but I thought I saw an apparition that flittered just across my eye. Maybe the apparition was due to my grogginess, but it set my heart racing.
Lying in bed, my wandering mind was drawn towards memories of the past. Remembering the words of my friend, that I should have talked that night instead of being silent, was the turning point, the catalyst. I turned it away, even though I cherished it.
I broke some hearts last night. I'm sorry. I didnt mean to do it.
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My throat hurts.
Saturday, December 16, 2006 [ 3:48 AM ] ;
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Bye Dom. I hope you enjoy your time in pasir ris camp.
See you in 2 weeks time =)
Thursday, December 14, 2006 [ 2:27 PM ] ;
0 repliesAlone at home, since yesterday and will be till sunday. Family's gone, off to thailand and I've decided to stay behind to rest. And rest I am doing, soaking up the wet weather today at home.
My eye hurts badly. Could it be a sore eye?
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I wish there was someone to accompany me at home. I wish it was you albeit it being impossible.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006 [ 10:53 PM ] ;
0 repliesPhil Ball - Soccernet Correspondent
I suppose it's in the nature of things these days to have two-horse races. There's plenty of money swishing around Europe's various football leagues, but only the privileged few can count on the megabucks that separate the thoroughbreds from the also-rans.
It's a paradigm that people accept, and in a perverse sense the only thing that retains our interest, as neutrals, is the possibility that in some way, somehow, the duopolies of the European leagues (or occasional triopolies - now there's a word) can be broken. Hence the fuss when Napoli did it in Italy, Deportivo in Spain etc. There are other examples, but you're here to read about Spain.
On Saturday night there was the fascinating sight of the new third horse coming up along the rails, a third horse very much on the outside of the various TV-fuelled bonanzas which have further swelled the big two's bank accounts for the foreseeable future.
Sevilla have had plenty of mention in this column before, but Saturday night's game in the Sánchez Pizjuan against Real Madrid was bursting with issues, veritably frothing with needle and partisan interests. Neither did it disappoint when the actual game got under way, since both sides were determined to prove that they were the most plausible second horse, the one who was best equipped to go about the task of dethroning Barcelona, should the champs stumble.
Real, as a rule, tend to consider themselves above such posturing, and let it be taken for granted that in the event of a Catalan collapse, it is they who are the champions elect. But not this season. Three years without a trophy seems to have humbled them slightly - either that or they simply fear the Capello version of the hairdryer.
As a result, it appears that everyone got it wrong about Madrid. They lost to Sevilla, but in doing so ironically boosted their image as regards the possibility that they might regain the title at the end of the season. With Barça gallivanting off to Japan this week to take part in the 'World Masters', or whatever they call it, the winners of this game knew that they would be exerting maximum pressure, storming in along the rails. It made for fascinating viewing.
With Diarra out suspended, Capello brought in Beckham to play alongside Guti and Emerson in midfield, thus dispensing with the 'double-pivot' that has so annoyed the Madrid press this season. Whilst they are beginning to accept that Emerson is maybe a better player than they thought he was, they remain sceptical about Diarra, seeing his pairing with Emerson as an overdoing of brawn and a tragic neglect of brain. And magically, with Emerson freed to do the hod-carrying all by himself, and Guti and Beckham passing Sevilla to death in the first half, Madrid suddenly looked like a decent side again.
Ronaldo was restored up front, playing slightly behind Van Nistlerooy, and every time he got the ball the Sánchez Pizjuan, not an easy place to keep quiet, seemed to undergo a deathly hush. It was simple enough - but Real Madrid were playing football again. Beckham scored a cracking free-kick, but it wasn't just the goal that caught the attention, nor the fact that with this game he overtook Gary Lineker to become the Englishman who has played most games in the Spanish top flight. Steve McLaren really should think again, since it seems insane to deprive England of their best passer. So Beckham's not quick. So he doesn't take people on. So what? His use of the ball, in the first half particularly, was a wonderful example of how technique and positioning are all that's required.
Having Ronaldo up front helps too. Beckham has always benefited from forwards who like the ball played into space in front of them, or who like the ball played in quickly to their feet. It's not about his crossing ability, because it's too easy to set up your left side to stop him getting into those positions. But the speed at which he and Guti (picking up the scraps from Emerson's tackling) repeatedly hit Ronaldo and Van Nistlerooy, then got forward to support them, completely put Sevilla off their stride. With both Roberto Carlos and Salgado's overlaps stopping Sevilla's own marauding defenders from getting forward, it really was - for half an hour at least - time to think again.
The end of Ronaldo, Carlos, Beckham and Raúl? Their deaths have been announced on numerous occasions over the past twelve months, but in the first half at least, you had to sit back and admire their energetic refutation of such nonsense - much of it written in this column.
But let's not get carried away. It only took Sevilla four minutes to cancel out Beckham's 13th minute strike, so they can't have been doing things so badly. And for all Salgado's attempts to get down the right-hand channel and support the forwards, he was badly caught out on a couple of occasions, and is no longer the sprinter he once was. The nimble Adriano left him for dead, and with a yellow card already to his name, Salgado was lucky not to go after pulling the Brazilian's shirt in a one-to-one tussle just before half-time.
Such is the noise and pressure exerted by the Sevilla fans - much more so than any other stadium in Spain - that Capello knew his options were limited for the second half. Salgado had to come off, and sure enough, he was replaced by Mejía in the second half, a competent enough fellow, but one not quite prepared for the white-hot furnace that is the Sánchez Pizjuan.
Slowly but surely the tide of the game turned, in a fascinating and often ill-tempered encounter. When Ronaldo failed to put away a one-on-one with Palop on 60 minutes, the third horse won it with another 'Chilena' (overhead kick) almost as spectacular as Ronaldinho's from the other week, effected by substitute Chevanton after a subtle little push on Mejía had removed the defender from the flight path of Navas' cross.
There were other things to watch apart from the high-speed tactical chess that the game often resembled. Real brought back the excellent Sergio Ramós and José Antonio Reyes, the latter starting the game on the bench. With Julio Baptista, another Sevilla ex lost somewhere in north London, Real Madrid were bringing back a couple of prize spoils, the policy incarnate of Sevilla over the last three seasons, in which they have sold wisely, balanced the books (although there are some who dispute that) and invested in smallish-name players almost all of whom have proved to be winners.
At the present time, full-back Daniel Alvés is turning up on the Christmas shopping lists of at least five of Europe's major big-spenders, with Manchester United the latest to be quoted as 'interested'. I'm sure they are. Rafa Benitez is also said to be an admirer, and with the possibility of
Liverpool about to be converted into England's third horse by a man even richer than Abramovich, Sevilla might be tempted to cash in yet again. They seem to have plenty of back-up in their squad anyway - another reason why their title aspirations cannot be easily dismissed.
Madrid's own title aspirations - and they always claim to have those - are probably more founded on Ramos' excellent all-round game than on Reyes' occasional flashes of inspiration. He's looked a little out of sorts since returning from Arsenal, as if the pragmatism of Capello's usual approach has left him stymied, unable to run at people with the aplomb that he seemed to demonstrate in England. Or perhaps it's just that defences are generally less naïve here in Spain. Discuss.
Meanwhile, Barça beat bottom-of-the-table Real Sociedad with a goal from Ronaldinho that should never have counted, Gudjohnsen standing miles offside. Zaragoza beat Santander to move into the top four, although whether this represents a fourth horse only time will tell. And Christmas is coming, traditionally a time when teams like to put their feet up for the fortnight break with a smile on their faces - with a stocking-full of points to see them through at least until Easter.
But it's looking good, with the more horses in the frame the better. Some are chewing on much thinner grass, but up to now it doesn't seem to have made a lot of difference. If it results in games like last Saturday's, may it continue thus!
Saturday, December 09, 2006 [ 12:20 PM ] ;
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Well I finally got my stan chart email for the timings and stuff for the 10km run. There are 2, so I'll just give both.
Runner 21114.
My time as of gun time was 1hr 13min 0s.
My time as of race chip was 1hr 8min 24s.
My average speed was 8.8kilometers per hour, or about 5.5miles per hour. I took about 6min 50sec to complete 1 kilometer, or about 11min per mile on average. I think if I do the same for 2.4km I'll fail terribly.
The first runner to complete the 10km took a time of 32min 28sec. Thats like damn fast. According to the route map of "Where Were You?", I was just about the U-turn when my division leader finished the race. Now I feel damn slow.
5132 finished the 10km, and 0% were female and 100% male. For the record, I finished ahead of about 100% of the female finishers(I don't mean to sound so obnoxious, but that was how they phrased this part.) As for the placing, I was in the middle of the pack, around 49% of the runners finished ahead of me.
But it was so fun. Maybe I should sign up for next year's 10km as well.
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Im still blown away by the pair of eyes I saw yesterday.
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Damn tired. I'm heading back to bed. Yawn.
Currently Listening To: One Night Love Affair - Bryan AdamsI saw the most beautiful pair of eyes ever today. They were positively stunning. For the first time, I was a little taken aback because of the sparkle they held, mischevious yet delightful to behold in their gaze. What wouldn't I give for such a pair of eyes.
Met up with an old friend. Reminisced today, had a fairly good time, although the time spent was like only 2 hours due to various factors/circumstances, but nonetheless, a talk with an thoroughly uninvolved person did me good.
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The tears that I cant fight because I simply am too drained.
Thursday, December 07, 2006 [ 8:52 PM ] ;
0 repliesI think I really got to seriously go out and look for some job somewhere, if not these holidays will be wasted(in my parents' eyes, probably everyone else's eyes as well) if I just stay at home and play WoW all day. Dont want to grow mouldy sitting at home doing nothing.
Watched Open Season today, and I cant really comment, since its just a typical cartoon with happy endings, the good(animals) triumph over the bad(hunters) kind of story. It was funny(spoiler alert!), how Elliot(voiced over by Ashton Kutcher) manages to lose not only 1, but 2 of his antlers by the end of the show. The porcupine that acted like a hippie(hey buddy......) cracked the cinema up as well.
I wanted to put up a christmas song, but then I realised it was in mp4 format, and I didnt know how to change it to mp3 format. I'm sorry, but its a small pity that I cant inject a lil festive feeling into this blog.
Therefore I changed the song instead. The piano instrumental must have been getting on everyone's nerves anyway. It definitely got onto mine.
I reached the final stage of Virtual Cop 3 today! But then I died like 10seconds into the stage, since this was my first time in it, and I was only left with 1 life. By the way, the final stage is not the Hard Mission, but its 4th Stage, which takes place after the Hard Mission.
Kbox's hiring, topshop's hiring, but those are not exactly where I want to work.
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Tomorrow would be the enlistment date of Bertram, Khai, Mark, Rajiv, Jeremy and I hope I did not miss out anyone. Onward and outward they go, from boys into men, in the Singapore Armed Forces. Cheers.
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Tears still come to my eyes when I think back.
Sunday, December 03, 2006 [ 1:07 PM ] ;
0 repliesAfter slightly about 2 months of not remotely exercising at all, I reluctantly woke up this morning after a mere 2 hours of sleep to make my way to Esplanade for the Standard Chartered 10km run.
It wasn't half bad honestly. The marathon was a fun event, for people of all ages to run their own races, and the plus point was that there was so many good looking people, among the volunteers and the runners. I've never seen so many good looking people gathered at one place before...and I'm talking about model like looks.
I ran better than I thought I did, although along the way I saw some pretty weird people. People dressed as though as they were going skating...some pretty funny messages "to encourage you, overtake me"...some ordinary ones like "I'm running for my son." I suppose the reason I could run almost all 10km was because of the stress factor, that everyone around you was jogging away, and if you stopped for awhile the number of people that will overtake you is scary, its like the world is passing you by.
My time was about 1hour 14mins. I'm not really sure, but I finished about 8:15am or thereabouts.
In the midst of this dull holidays...this run is currently one of the highlights of it.
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Sign: Elite Drinks 150m ahead.
"What the hell are elite drinks?"
gets closer...
"wtf. 100plus?!"
Friday, December 01, 2006 [ 10:32 PM ] ;
0 repliesWhatever I do now...whatever I may say. Leave me out of your blogs. I deserve at least that much a degree of respect.
Currently Listening To: Dear Diary - Travis
My horoscope recently hasnt been exactly relevant so I havent been posting it. Also, 04b4's final chalet before we leave for our separate ways was great. Perhaps because it was because due to the return of old ex classmates like rachel, or maybe because this time there was something different. Anyway, the final farewell will come soon.
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Time flies...its already December. 2006 will soon be over. It has honestly been eventful. On a side note, the highlight of my MI life may very well be this year.
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I may never get over it...but I'll eventually get used to the pain.
