<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:00:04.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil old life of lil old shabbs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5835129764382619062</id><published>2010-08-17T08:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:47:31.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22th August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello, long time no see people. Haha its been a while since I've been here, partly because I've totally forgotten about the existence of my blog until recently. I believed the last time I've been here was before my POP from Tekong. Its been about 1 month since I've left that "resort island" and to say the least, I think I'm really missing that place. The friends I got there were amazing, albeit retarded at times, but those were the fun times, the enjoyable ones that introduced me to the world of NS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I have no idea how this will turn out, but I'm actually posting this with my new HTC Snap. The interface looks weird here but I'm hoping that it turns out well. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit: I've given up on using the Snap for blogging. Its retarded and the interface prevents me from typing anymore than like a 100 words or so. So guess I'm going back to normal typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the day I got my facebook account, after god knows how long of persuasion by everyone O.o. Guess the thing that's been stopping me from creating an account turns out to be some article I've read like ages ago. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have a thing for hair and tops. When a friend in NS asked me about what kind of girl I'd like, I couldn't give him an answer straight away. The feeling's darn awkward, because I couldn't even name out a single criteria that really matters to me. After awhile, it struck me. I find that simply, a girl next door will do. HAHA okay I'm kidding. When a girl appears with like a fringe, tied hair and wears a T-shirt, I find that I'm more likely to glaze a look rather than some supposedly "well-dressed" girl in a gown or some dress with curvy hair. I don't know, guess it just comes to me that the norm is good enough for me. Anything more than that is rather over-dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah back to where I was. I just finished changing the casing of my bro's CPU. It was freakish, because I spent like close to an hour figuring out why it didn't work. Turns out, I wasn't pressing the power button to boot it up, rather I've been trying to boot up the com with the reset key. Yes retarded it sounds, I actually did it. DAMN IT! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, now its time to help me mum with the things she's preparing for prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters,&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5835129764382619062?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5835129764382619062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5835129764382619062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5835129764382619062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5835129764382619062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/08/22th-august.html' title='22th August'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-3965027187392625283</id><published>2010-05-16T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:37:11.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th May</title><content type='html'>lalala today's the 16th :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just got my driving license last week, and I've been driving around for the last 2 weeks. I drove my parents to FairPrice @ J8, to Thomson Plaza and all other crappy places for their shopping needs. Actually, being a chauffeur is kidda fun, not too shabby at all. Maybe its just because I got my license and I'm eager to drive. Today I drove to J8 again and getting into the carpark is really really challenging, especially when you're jostling for parking lots and all those other crap. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I just completed my basic IFC and I think I really enjoyed it. Although it feels much more tiring than the PT sessions I've had before, the activities we're doing are much more fun, not just running about, but also about combat tactics. Really really interesting. I especially like to prone in the bushes, the grass beneath me feels a crap load like some cool carpet, feels so comfy. HAHA but then again, I'm not looking forward to field camp at all, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Chelsea won again. DARN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, time to prepare for book-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3965027187392625283?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/3965027187392625283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=3965027187392625283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3965027187392625283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3965027187392625283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/05/16th-may.html' title='16th May'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1324101769806296153</id><published>2010-04-25T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:01:21.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th April</title><content type='html'>Unknowingly, it has already been 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my utter horror, I am still a zero fighter, and that's something that has to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, yesterday DianFeng, Eugene and I went over to Cine to watch Shutter Island. It is, probably, one of the best shows I've watched this year. As compared to "The Men Who Stared at Goats", this wins hands down. Pronto. At least it wasn't some show that ends with a huge boom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and I had my Uni interview yesterday at SMU too, for Information Systems. I think I screwed that up, big time. My article about sexism in ICT is BADBADBAD. REAL BAD, and I thought I barely answered the question that was posted to me. My estimation question was awkwardly answered too. Oh well, lets just hope for the best then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my interview, I walked down to Cine from SMU. Needless to say, its hell of a walk. The distance wasn't much, but the crowd and rain that came along was horrendous. Half the time I was trying to squeeze through the crowded streets of Orchard on a Saturday afternoon while the other half of my time was spent avoiding the rain. GHEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and next time when they say to meet at 5, be sure to arrive at 5.20, cos everyone's gonna be late. I had to kill time chatting on msn with my eBuddy at some corner of cine for about half an hour, until DianFeng decides to go to 313 to have dinner. While walking there, I met Clarissa and Alli at the traffic junction, and the first thing Alli had to do was to slap me on my back. -pity my sunburnt back-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged them to Hot Tomato for dinner and hell was I right. The food there's pretty good and valued for money. The only complain I'd have is "WHY THE HECK DO YOU GUYS NOT PROVIDE ICED WATER!" We had to get drinks instead cos like all of us were dying of thirst. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA, time to get back to preparing for book-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1324101769806296153?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1324101769806296153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1324101769806296153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1324101769806296153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1324101769806296153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/04/25th-april.html' title='25th April'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-8377365649829290543</id><published>2010-04-03T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T15:18:10.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd April</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is like the longest weekend I'll have throughout my life in Tekong. Good Friday is officially my favourite holiday. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, before I booked out, my sir told us that a few of us got remedial training on Saturday due to unsatisfactory performance. A few of my bunkmates got it and they were like emo-ing throughout the night. Guess that's not exactly the type of holiday anyone would've wanted. Booking out on Thursday night, book back in on Friday night, out on Saturday afternoon, and go back in on Sunday night. Sounds pretty bad to me.&lt;br /&gt;But then, guess what? It was the 1st of April, and that's probably the worse joke your commanders will ever play on you. -puke-&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life would I have expected that my commanders actually played such a joke on us, scared the crap out of my bunkmates I tell you. Gheez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went out with FB to supposedly catch the movie "Clash of the Titans". Well tickets were sold out, so we had to settle with "The Men Who Stared at Goats" or "Goats" for short.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was, erm, hilarious at times, but I'll never even nominate it for the best storyline award anytime. The story? What story? After the movie, I was still clueless what's happening, but the jokes were really really good. Well, that makes up for it, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went out for my driving lessons. Everything went well I guess, except when I was on my way back home on my dad's car, saw this interesting website URL pasted on the back on a cabbie. "www.CatchCheatingSpouse.com" Interesting........ No wonder marriages don't last, look who's breaking them! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, haha my grandpa just got me apples :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8377365649829290543?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8377365649829290543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8377365649829290543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8377365649829290543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8377365649829290543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/04/3rd-april.html' title='3rd April'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-2498985815008173943</id><published>2010-03-27T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:41:41.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th March</title><content type='html'>Hello civilisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really been awhile since I've been up here. Well, much has happened. For one, Shabbies's already spent 1 month in NS, and I can't even feel it. Everyday's so hectic. Sometimes, if I don't do something like blogging, I think my brain's simply gonna rot away, with everything planned for you and there's not much to do on my part, its no wonder I'm feeling dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply said, NS makes one dumb. Take this for example, when I was taking note one fine day during fitness lecture, I totally had no idea how to spell "nausea" and "dizzy". Amazing how that happened eh, it gets even weirder when I actually spelled "dizzy" as "dissy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I was reading through my past post. When you come to think about it, all those impulsive writing seems all too childish, foolish to a certain extent. And yet, at that time, Its simply all an avenue to throw things out of my mind. I mean seriously, it really looks dumb. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weekends out were all spent on university registration, too many things to prepare, to photocopy / print, to send. Together with my driving lessons, the weekends seem all too short. Deep down inside me, I wanna do something, there's this one thing deep down that has been surfacing up recently. Its like this creature lurking in my inner self, this thing down there. I've been trying to curb the desire to do so, simply thinking of the consequences stop me from doing so, yet. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to university admissions. As I was saying, I've signed up for several Information and System courses out there, pretty interested in it. Oh and I've yet gotten my recommendation letter from ______ (to be decided) for my SUTD registration. Wonder how uni life will be like. Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2498985815008173943?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/2498985815008173943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=2498985815008173943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2498985815008173943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2498985815008173943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/03/27th-march.html' title='27th March'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7755377894692342217</id><published>2010-02-22T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:30:57.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd February</title><content type='html'>Harlo world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all hyped up for the my driving test tomorrow afternoon at 4.30. Its all come down to this then, 4 months of driving. Today's judgement day I guess. I think I've grown alot in my driving, From an utter noob that couldn't stop stalling the car to someone who (I think) have at least mastered the circuit course as well as driving outside with such confidence. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy driving on the road, it beats the circuit FLAT anytime man. The feeling of always having to change gears, cruising on empty roads (as compared to jamming at the crowded circuit) is just immense. Indescribable. Lets just hope that I can clear this final hurdle and officially become a driver :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NS is just around the corner. I'm feeling a tat queezy just thinking about the fact that I'll be going into NS and officially ending my time as a wanderer. On the flip side, I'm awfully looking forward to it, the new life I'm gonna have, there's simply to much to anticipate. Life's been all smooth-sailing for me (apart from the unexpected boot from RJ) but hey, NS's gonna be the deciding time of my life I think, the time that I will truly reflect on what Shabbies is all about for the past 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I'm partly scared of NS. The uncertainties it brings. The things people say that make it sound so horrid. The feeling of being a "lesser human" in the eyes of the officers there. Guess the only thing I can do now is experience it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, its time for me to do last minute revision and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7755377894692342217?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7755377894692342217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7755377894692342217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7755377894692342217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7755377894692342217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/02/22nd-february.html' title='22nd February'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-6297254499491276671</id><published>2010-02-10T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:55:22.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th February</title><content type='html'>Hi there world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently nothing's been going well for me. At least in terms of my gadgets. Firstly, my phone broke down. The one that has been through so much with me in finally rested. After nearly 2 years of use and abuse, it finally couldn't stand the heat and gave up on me. No wonder kenneth took so long to get to me, my phone was rejecting all calls on its own. Oh well, the new phone I got isn't all that bad, I mean, what can you expect from an NS phone o.o. Feels awfully lot like the one I had before this W910i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my iPod Touch broke down. It happened while I was doing my routine system update with my Touch's firmware. Then all of a sudden, update fail! Boom! There goes everything. Lucky I managed to back it up before updating, so I'd guess I have to figure out a way to get it back up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got my replacement already, just that I have to figure how to update it properly. Just completed my 1st attempt on the update and it failed again. Lucky the Touch didn't just all crash and just failed, its still "revivable" I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and eugene dragged me to the RenCi Hospice on Sat. Its not as bad as I thought it'll be. At least not all the people there are grumpy old dudes that hates humanity and all of sanity. Haha, oh and I met this very adorable granny there that can't seem to stop chatting. Maybe I could go again, just maybe. But then again, only if time permits of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time for my late late lunch. Toodoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-6297254499491276671?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/6297254499491276671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=6297254499491276671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/6297254499491276671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/6297254499491276671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/02/10th-january.html' title='10th February'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-8117224758318605394</id><published>2010-01-30T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:28:33.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th January</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stumbled upon this old video from youtube, very intriguing. I know I've heard this somewhere before, but hey no harm watching it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISPKMAKoiDo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=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/ISPKMAKoiDo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I find such videos really cool, its like WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I got woken up by my tuition teacher. That's the first time I've spoken to her since I left the tuition centre like 2 years ago. Well, I met BeeHim some weeks ago while playing basketball with Eugene, but its nice to hear from her again. She called to check on my bro, like where he's been posted to and stuff like weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny though, 7 points can't get to Raffles, and I heard that 8 points can't get you to Victoria either. Leslie told me he got into Raffles with 8 points. Time's changed I guess. So my bro has to settle with NJ. HAHA to think that he'll follow in my footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm still trying to convince as many of my bro's friends to at least come for the choir auditions, heard from Eugene that even up till now, the choir is still in need of more boys. Well, I'm trying to do my part here, so lets just hope that things will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just got my army specs not too long ago, full-framed. Real nice to wear and I think I'll not touch my frameless for a while. Its really comfy and not as heavy as I'd expect it to be. And now, I am waiting for Lyn to call for a sushi buffet, cause lil old Darren missed the last one. Oh ya, and Darren is 199 now, 1 more cm to the 2m mark. The nurse that took his height got shocked. HAHA I'd expected that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to continue with the spring cleaning. Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8117224758318605394?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8117224758318605394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8117224758318605394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8117224758318605394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8117224758318605394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/30th-january.html' title='30th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-648006131193171629</id><published>2010-01-21T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T12:56:11.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st January</title><content type='html'>tada, shabbies's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this few day's been, least to say, hectic for me. With people asking me to go out with them, driving, helping my dad at the office and my mum with new year stuff, there's really not much time for me to do my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had driving lessons this morning, a short 1 hour lesson and I think that that lesson, till date, is probably the most successful driving attempt I'd ever had. The whole ride was smooth, no stalls and changing of the wrong gear etc. It feels darn good, too bad its just an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to SukiSushi for their lunch buffet with Lyn, Leslie, Gene and Paw. I have no idea why Paw's called Paw when his real name's Kelvin. And its Paw, not Paul. Intriguing. When we were there, lil old Leslie couldn't stop eating, I think he ate for like 2 hours straight without stopping. Now that's what I call a glutton, considering his thin build.&lt;br /&gt;AND PAW IS SHORTER THAN MY BROTHER! That's a new. I thought MingKai was the only one who's shorter than him but yeah, good job Paw.&lt;br /&gt;Aloy joined us halfway through with his blond hair. Gheez it just looked darn weird for him to dye his whole hair blond. And I thought he used to call blonds dumb, maybe he's one himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I saw this flirt station outside the Arts Museum a few days ago. What's that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new specs are nice. Real nice to wear, real comfy. I don't think I'll be going back to my frameless anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to get back to doing my stuff. Finally found this bit of time for myself. Laters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-648006131193171629?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/648006131193171629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=648006131193171629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/648006131193171629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/648006131193171629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/21st-january.html' title='21st January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1113288494225245653</id><published>2010-01-15T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:42:58.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th January</title><content type='html'>Today, I found out the name of the thing that went missing from my blog. Its called a "NaviBar". No idea how that happened, but I guess the html i got my blog skin from totally left it out, and I have absolutely no idea how to put it back. And I can't be bothered learning about HTML, its probably the only thing related to computing that puts me off. Its so bloody difficult to understand, with all the &lt;&gt;{}":!@#%$^&amp;amp;%@!#$(*&amp;amp;@#$%!@# all over the place. YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that I didn't game at all for the entire day, WOW that's a new. Tempering with Virtual PC whole day long, then noticed that it doesn't support accelerated graphics. That means, I can't run games that have been created after the era of Sega's Sonic. BLAH&lt;br /&gt;Went to VMware Workstation because I've heard that accelerated graphics is supported there. How can the big Microsoft be defeated by VMware. Now that's something that you don't see everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to have my army specs made. It looks, real weird. But I have to get used to it I guess. I'm gonna be stuck with it for like the next 2 years. Time to retire the days of frameless. And I found out that the only way to differentiate between boxers and my shorts (I don't have the habit of wearing boxers mind you) is that boxers have a slid in front for the intention of peeing. Or that's at least what I think the difference is. rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And VMware installation just hung on me. Guess I have to restart my com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1113288494225245653?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1113288494225245653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1113288494225245653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1113288494225245653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1113288494225245653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/15th-january.html' title='15th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7932146274228848882</id><published>2010-01-14T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:29:48.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th January</title><content type='html'>Once again, Shabbies is still not asleep even at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Shabbies fell in love with a new show, SURVIVOR! Yes I know I'm catching this super late. This probably came to mind while I'm scrolling through the channels at like 3-4am in the morning, only to find the most interesting show to me was Survivor. Survivor Micronesia to be exact. Its the season which pitted the fans against the favourites, and I somehow remembered Ozzy from the previous seasons (His name is just so unique).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a bugger, strong player, good social skills, smarty pants. Guess what, he made a fake hidden immunity idol after he found the real one and scammed Jason into believing that its the real deal. And he's all smirking behind when Eliza plays it at Tribal Council. Now that's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found myself a new sport that I'd love to learn, though it looks real dumb. Its called "Cup Stacking". Found it while watching TimeWarp. Its so darn cool, to see small kids clearing it in under 7s (I'd probably take up to an entire minute to do it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the kid on TimeWarp that I found on YouTube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q395-F6hAcg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q395-F6hAcg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon everyone, applause please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O results are out, and my bro did really well, better than me (darn it :P). Yeah he got 7 points, and putting RJ as his first choice, then NJ. I really want him to get into RJ, at least that can fulfill my dad's wish. He'd wanted me to get into it, well, then you guys know how the story went on from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CatHigh amazingly, didn't do as well as I'd expected, average L1R5 of 9.1 (at least that's what I understand from my bro). Oh well, better luck next year I suppose. OH YA, Darren took his English retest for O's and he got a C6, well that's at least a grade's improvement from his D7 horror 2 years back. Good job (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time for survivor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7932146274228848882?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7932146274228848882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7932146274228848882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7932146274228848882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7932146274228848882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/14th-january.html' title='14th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5272362728488791630</id><published>2010-01-09T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:00:03.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th January</title><content type='html'>Someone once asked me about the picture on my blog and msn display pic. Like hey, who's that girl there? And they looked at me with those eyes that says "that's your little sister?" Yeah didn't anyone tell you? Shabbies is mixed blood. I'm like 2% British and I have a lil sister who's totally different from me. HAHA YOU WISH. Its some random pic i got off the internet and looks pretty nice. Blue eyes, bl----uuu--eee--eee. You don't see those often right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm pretty darn bored now, not having the urge to play any games everyday even on my new com. Normally I look forward to using the com everyday after school, but now, when you have the time to do so, you're not doing it. Now that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a breakthrough in driving for me. I drove back home! With the instructor at my side of course. Apparently I was his last student of the day, so he told me to drive home and he'll drive back from there. Seems that he lives at Yishun, so me driving back home was not much of an inconvenience for him, its on the way anyway. So yeah, I drove 60 on the road, getting overtaken like nobody's business (hey people, I'm only 10 off the speed limit and you guys are overtaking me at speeds much higher than that! bleh.) but the feeling of driving is so darn cool! TOTALLY LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I confirmed my driving test on the 22nd Feb, 3 days before my enlistment. This means that I'm not gonna be spending much time on the road before going in. Gheez now that sucked. Oh and I learnt about vertical parking yesterday. Its so simple, piece of cake. The only problem though, I can't seem to align my car straight. Guess I'll just have to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww man. I really look forward to driving lessons, its just so fun, and gives me an excuse to get out of home, not that my mum's not asking me to go out and not stay at home, at least now my mum has one less reason to nag me about. I WANNA SWIM! But swimming alone's quite boring, at least that's how I feel. Maybe I should get Ben or JiaSheng to go swim. ROARRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I'M LATE FOR MY MEETING WITH EUGENE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5272362728488791630?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5272362728488791630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5272362728488791630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5272362728488791630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5272362728488791630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/9th-january.html' title='9th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4018580767336965686</id><published>2010-01-08T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:44:36.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th January</title><content type='html'>Once again, another midnight post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies is gonna get a new lycosa :) Actually, I'm bringing it back to BanLeong for an RMA. Hopefully, they give me a new batch without the same issues, it sucks man, like real badly, to have this problem on such a nice looking keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, somethings are real fun to know about. While showering today, I got the sudden urge to put the toilet seat down after pooping. THEN MY MUM TOLD ME TO PUT THAT THINGY BACK UP AFTER POOPING. Hmm, it seems pretty odd that my mum's telling me to do so, when I remembered clearly that its more courteous to have the seat down, at least do it for the ladies (and hell no, I'm not implying that my mum's not a lady!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd figured I should google about it and guess what, some genius actually did a debate with his wife about it and their conclusion, through mathematical calculations of probability, it makes more sense for the seat to be down, simply because its more likely that when someone (guy/girl) goes to the toilet, the business at hand has to be done with the butt on the seat. Interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Post by Sam:&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this exact converstation with my fiance once.  We came up with an answer that made sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the toilet sead down is a cortesy developed through mathematical probablity and common courtesy.  Here's the rationale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - I'm just assuming this one since I have never watched a woman's rest room or taken a survey. Women make up approxmately 50% of the population. Most (if not all - just assuming) women pee sitting down. That means its reasonable to assume that over 25% of all activities related to women relieveing themselves on a toilet occur while they are sittion down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Most if not all women go #2 while sitting on the toilet. Standing would be too messy. Again, women make up 50% of the population. So that means that 50% of the population relieves themselves while sitting on the toilet every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Most (if not all) men go #2 wile sitting on the toilet. Therefor, it is reasonable to assume that men only reqire the toilet seat to be in the upright position while peeing. Men make up approximately 50% ofthe population. Let's assume that men go #2 20% during of their trips to the toilet. That adds 10% to the women's total of 50 of toilet useage while siting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mathematical formula states that 60% of the toilet useage for the entire population is completed while in the sitting position. Since more than half of the useage is in the sitting positon, common courtesy states that the toilet seat should be in the lowered position for shared restrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men don't bother closing the lid in restrooms where only men use the toilet. Why bother? We'd just be making more work for the next guy.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, pure genius. Shabbies is for once, impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and driving today's been real fun, I finally got to the part about horizontal parking. Its not as bad as it seems, and its real cool to have someone guiding you all the way. When I'm finally confident enough to do it, I cleared it once and only need 1 chance! 1 CHANCE PEOPLE, BEAT THAT. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its gonna be a hectic buildup to NS enlistment now, with driving, CNY, and NS preparations to be done, I don't think I'll have time to go out anymore. Nicely done shabbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies yadayadas on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4018580767336965686?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4018580767336965686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4018580767336965686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4018580767336965686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4018580767336965686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/8th-january.html' title='8th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7403649752669218791</id><published>2010-01-06T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:21:50.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th January</title><content type='html'>In times of crisis, heroes are born. I'm currently longing for one to come to my aid. Hi hero, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, shabbies realised that 小鬼 is actually quite a good singer. HAHA. I'd never expect that. Before that, I know him as the clown of 娱乐百分百. I am surprised. Really, though somehow I think that his sound's a tat too nasal for my liking, but hey, its his trait after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lycosa's a total disappointment. Like really, how bad can a keyboard that runs riot on its own be. YEAH ITS BAD. The keyboard seems to have a mind of its own after a while, like it starts locking keys and disabling others, going nuts with the audio control at the top. Oh wow. And when I thought I found the remedy to it, everyone say hi to the warranty seal. HI!. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lycosa's pretty cool on the touch, with all the fanciful "mirror" feel to it. It looks cool, feels cool, and its functions are devilish. Who'd expected a keyboard to be like that. It beats my Acer default keyboard (which I conveniently forgot the model) flat. Pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my bro went out to play pool with his friends. FINALLY HE DECIDES TO PLAY IT. You guys will never know how hard it is to convince my bro to play that 1 simple game of pool with my cousin and I. Although I don't dare to say that I'm good at it, but I really enjoy playing it. Its like, such a tactical game, not for the intellectually handicapped I should say. (Hey, shabbies isn't that smart and he's most definitely not bragging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really like my new com, it makes everything look so refined. After staring at such a high resolution screen, my laptop graphics look crappy. Really, it somehow looks blur. WOWEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to the dental clinic to have my teeth cleaned. It looked awful, and I finally found the time to drop by the clinic somewhere near my dad's office. My bro went there to have his bracer mold set. My mum and dad needed implants. ROFL. I seem to be the only person in the family with good teeth. *smirks* Its not cheap though, with my bro's bracers and the 2 clown's implants, adding near a total of 15k. WOW. I never knew dentists earn so much. No wonder dentistry's such a hot course in Singapore, the profits are immense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few days back, Nat spoke to me over MSN. It seemed like we haven't seen each other for ages. Actually the last we met was during CNY last year. I miss the days where we played mahjong at victors. And now, of the 5 guys in 3I, Viet went back to Vietnam and applied for IvyLeague. Victor's fooling around with SuChin all day long. LaoZhang's going into NS real soon. MuQuan's already in NS. That leaves Nat alone. No wonder he bugged me on MSN. HAHA. Hey Nat if you happen to be reading this, peace :) I really liked talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm listening to JJ's 7th album, 100 Days. Its good, like really good. I'd expect nothing less from you JJ, good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies chatters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7403649752669218791?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7403649752669218791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7403649752669218791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7403649752669218791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7403649752669218791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/6th-january.html' title='6th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-3184303087143707368</id><published>2010-01-03T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:24:58.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd January</title><content type='html'>Harlo, here's a belated happy new year to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Shabbies feels quite happy nowadays, at least i'm pretty far away from the source of my problems for at least this entire week, and i really do hope that the issue's passed, although i still think that somehow, it will resurface soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was horrid, could barely get any sleep at all. THIS THUMPING HEADACHE OF MINE IS HORRID. I took a few panadols and fell asleep at 1am, then miraculously (and it usually never happens to me), i woke up in the middle of the night, at like 4am, with my mum still playing mahjong outside. Then, i couldn't fall asleep no more, watched a bit of TV and replied to kerry's message at 5. Rolled about in bed and i thought i finally fell asleep at 7. Woke up at 10 and can't sleep no more. This feeling really sucks when u know that you're tired, and yet, u cant fall asleep. My mind was in a swirl, and i can't seem to concentrate on sleeping. I tried telling myself to sleep, and yet it never happened to me for like 3 whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i got my new keyboard, Razer Lycosa Mirror Edition. Best of all, the price is exactly the same as the non-mirror edition. I like the mirror edition more, it looks nicer and feels much smoother on the touch. Really wondering why the price is the same, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to play basketball with YuHung, Kimmy, JingKai, Shaun and Eugene. we havent played ball together in a while now, like close to a month and yet, i think we all still played rather well, though i still don't bring the ball in. HAHA perhaps i should really learn how to do it properly, since no one bothers to block me when i approach the hoop with the ball. They all seem to anticipate me shooting from outside. DRATS, DARN YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lessons been pretty fun nowadays, and i really enjoy driving the car. Although i still can't seem to get the clutch control right. Hey its my 5th lesson mind you. I'll be taking my test like before CNY, and instructor says that i will be having lessons like daily in order to familiarise myself with the course and to meet the minimum criteria for number of hours learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really feels good to know that you have a real pal to talk to, at least it lifts a whole lot of crap of you. As i spend time talking to him, it really makes me feel better, now i understand why its good to have a listening ear by your side, even if its truly a listener and not reply little to you. No wonder my cousin likes to bug me to talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro created a new account on HON, called CherryS2. Initially i wondered what S2 meant, and then he told me that it looks like a heart (it does?). And then, S/2 means heart-broken. WOW, and i thought &lt;3 looked more like a heart than S2. Then, darren went crazy with him, he created AppleS2 and paw (another crazy friend of mine), created PeachS2. They are truly, retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's getting his O results back real soon, like next week. I really hope he does well, at least that makes me feel better. Best if he gets into RJ, i can sense that my dad's pretty sad that i didn't manage to keep my place inside, so eugene, you better get a good result and stay in. My mum's been telling him to come over to NJ and join choir. WOW. That's all i have to say, if you really want to join choir, tell me. If not, i really have no idea what CCA you're gonna join in NJ, we don't exactly have the most of choices there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies yacks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3184303087143707368?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/3184303087143707368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=3184303087143707368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3184303087143707368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3184303087143707368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2010/01/3rd-january.html' title='3rd January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-2878472944441399495</id><published>2009-12-28T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:53:26.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th December</title><content type='html'>Well well well, its 28th already?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was viewing random websites and suddenly feel like changing my blog url, to my horror, shabbies.blogspot.com was taken! GUESS WHAT?! Its some website that mocks indian advertisements, and its inactive.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://www.shabbies.blogspot.com"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's the day i finally go for my FTT, after postponing for like 2 months. Still, i have no idea when's the time for the test, better go check it out online soon. You know, i get awfully worried for the test, no idea what type of questions will be coming out and how bad (i presumably assume its bad already) i'll fare in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies has got to face the fact sometimes, and not hang on to wayward dreams that are too distant to be coming true. He thinks that the world's a simply place, yet the complexity of humanity is a difficult concept to grasp. In times like this, its better to just simply let go, and hope that all comes well. When it comes to choosing friends and those to hang out with, I have no doubts that my choices are good ones, yet it is sometimes difficult to understand what they expect of you, and how you should act in front of them. Too much and they think you're an ass. Passive and they think you're emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies is going to be a real busy guy soon, with all the driving lessons having to be packed into a short period of 40 days. With 20+ lessons to complete, do the math and it ends up with a lesson every alternate day. Coupled with my part time job at my dad's, its hard to find time to do the things that i truly want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say time heals all wounds. Others say the sands of time will smooth out all blemishes of social relationships. Perhaps its about time i let time take over. Let the sands brush itself across the platform of all relationships. The world will be a much better place for me. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty hard to identify the things that actually bug me - those that are deeply entrenched into my heart from those that are just a thing of today. Yet, the confused state of the mind never fails to combine those 2 together, making a huge mess of it. Only time will be able to differentiate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10 days in China, being out of reach, seems so joyous. I thought I could let go of everything. Escapism seems to be the easy way out for me. Yet when im back here, it all comes back now. Things that i thought i've given up on came back to me. Things that i thought were gone all returned to me. What can i do to get rid of them. What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, time's the thing. A little time off perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies yacks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2878472944441399495?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/2878472944441399495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=2878472944441399495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2878472944441399495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2878472944441399495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/12/28th-december.html' title='28th December'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4968098585122299560</id><published>2009-12-25T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:11:07.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th December</title><content type='html'>Hey, merry xmas to all. Its been a wonderful year isn't it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I don't have much of a clear head right now. I'M ALL ALONE! MY BROTHER LEFT ME FOR BOSETAN. oh well, face it, you've got to be alone for the next 5 days or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when it comes to Christmas, who can ignore everyone's dearest pal, lil old santy claus. Even though he may not even exist and Singapore has no chimney big enough to shuff his butt in, he's still a prominent figure in malls and shopping areas around this time. Not to mention his bodily figures ain't the most welcoming sight to have at the entrance of these areas. Anyone agrees? Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Christmas is not exactly the favourite time of the year, and yes it's not the first time i'm mentioning it. It really sucks badly when your mum abandons you for a mahjong game at the neighbours. HEY ITS CHRISTMAS DARN IT. But there seems to be nothing for me to do about it. My dad, oh well he's out doing his stuff. He's always a busy man, and most of the time, I never really get to see him at all even, especially during school days. But nowadays, with my holidays, i can finally have some time to go hang out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family never really had the tradition to celebrate Christmas. All my years, I've never had a Christmas tree at home. Probably the only time I've ever had Christmas was when my cousin that used to live next to me (before he became such as ass) had once and invited all of us over for Christmas. After that, I've even forgotten how a Christmas tree feels like. Well, a buddhist family never gets to celebrate Christmas. You know, for once you decide to not spend Christmas with your friends and goes home to your family, only to have them all abandon you, leaving you alone with your grandpa. HEY THAT SOUNDS GREAT DOESN'T IT. IT SOUNDS LIKE A WHOLE LOT OF FUN. YIPPEE!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the only thing I got with me is my TV and computer, and I think i should just drown myself in self-pity, watching TV and waiting on people to pop up on msn and say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies is bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4968098585122299560?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4968098585122299560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4968098585122299560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4968098585122299560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4968098585122299560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/12/25th-december.html' title='25th December'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-8389684941311340729</id><published>2009-12-24T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:43:22.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th December</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas peeps. anyway, here's like the first post after a's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty hectic for me nowadays, with driving lessons and my part time job at my dad's to contemplate with, its tough to find time for myself. Oh well, here goes to holidays. I'm finding holidays pretty boring, with nothing much going on and with myself having done majority of the stuff that I've decided to do for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With myself enlisting on the 25th Feb, it makes me wonder of the time that I've left and how am I supposed to spend it. I was told that time flies when you enjoy, and yet during the holidays, time seems to be creeping. I'm not exactly enthusiastic about NS, but listening to all the fun things that my pals had in their first weeks, it makes my heart itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the less emotional stuff. China was not as bad as I thought it'll be. When I first arrived, I thought China's gonna be like the worst overseas trip I've ever been to, but hey, ITS NOT THAT BAD AFTERALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys might think that China's all that well, all rich since they're like living in a booming economy, but the truth is that, the city areas are magnificent, the rural ones, less so. In fact, the rich poor disparity is so high that according to my "distant relative" (in which I've never seen before prior to going there), a rich guy's income per month could last them like for year. In fact, it could even allow them to bring up a child all the way up till adulthood, not including university tuition fees of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my 10 days there, I've been to the rural-est of areas, where they merely need like 5 SGD per day to survive, to the richest of places, where 5 SGD couldn't even get you a cup of decent coffee. With my handy-dandy videocam, I took a hell lot of pictures, like close to 300 shots with nearly an hour of video. My photography skills amazes even myself. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I haven't mentioned about my driving lessons at all. The 1st introductory lesson made me piss in my pants. Well, I was close to doing that. You know, when the instructor says, "go ahead, do what you deem fit", you know that you're gonna get yourself in lots of shit. Lets see, the stats show that on average, i stall the car twice per lesson, all thanks to the insane amount of stalls I've had during the first few ones. Recently, lessons been pretty alright i guess, sort of got the trick to driving, but I'm still worried about reversing. This's been my deathtrap, I can't even reverse properly in games, not to mention real-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, with less viewership on my blog, it makes it all easier to type things. You no longer have to worry about, "hey what happens if who-who reads my blog and misunderstands me". All these crap go away along with viewership, and I find this a rather pleasant thing. At least I feel free-er. When one of my ex-classmates wanted to ask for my blog, I told him to go find out for himself, and miraculously he did! I'd never knew how he did it, like never ever! Oh, and hi if you're happening to be reading this post. You know who you are kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me, "A blog is like a girlfriend, you think of lots of things to say when you're away from it, and yet when you're right in front of it, you turn dumb". Sounds awfully true to me. Normally I think of what to type outside, but when I log right into blogger, I totally lose it. Well, today's an exception. All these crap's impromptu and totally off my brain. So if you do your math and divide the number of words written in this post into the number of days I've stopped writing, it seems an awfully small amount. And yet, I CAN TRULY CLAIM THAT I DO THINK OF A LOT OF THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve today, and yet I don't think I'm feeling the joyous feeling yet, it seems all too fake. People merely go to Orchard Road to immense in the atmosphere, without truly understanding the spirit of Christmas, spending quality time with your family. I missed celebrating Christmas with my family last year, and hell no am I going to do the same this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I truly hope that all turns well with Lyn and Aloy. They are like the closest of couples I've ever seen, and I hate to see them breakup. Besides the superficial idea that IF they happen to split, I'll lose my discount at buying computer stuff, they're like the best of cousin and future cousin-in-law one can ever dream off. May the spirit of Christmas guide them back into the arms of one another. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies ratters on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8389684941311340729?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8389684941311340729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8389684941311340729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8389684941311340729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8389684941311340729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/12/24th-december.html' title='24th December'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-3386368356761993126</id><published>2009-10-31T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:24:39.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st October</title><content type='html'>hey, today's gonna be my 2nd attempt in typing out my entry in proper pros. I reckon that by doing so, my GP expression errors are gonna be curbed or at least improve to the slightest bit that i desperately need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's my final post before A'Levels, after today, its gonna be full-fledged MIA for lil old shabs until the end of A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies havent been here for quite a while, so he reckons that he tells a story of his past, to makes things a lil less whiny for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies walked through Orchard Road that day, was there getting some things for my cousins' and my bro's birthday. Well guess what, he was all alone. He walked past places that drove part of his memory back, the places that he had spent quality time with his group of friends, places that he emo-ed and places that he couldnt stop fooling around in. First on the list was the Goodwood Hotel, or whatever it was called. December 2008 he believed was the time where he watched caroling with a good friend, viewing the choir from the back and seeing his group of friends sing, he  pretty much got left out, anyway, caroling wasn't his stuff, neither was spending christmas with friends part of his lil life. That was the year that the "true meaning" of christmas was felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving down memory lane, he went past the Duty-Free shop opposite far east plaza, the place where he once took a bus home with a friend of his, who he has become distant to after an epic day in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he walked past Cineleisure, memories of his time watching dumb movies came back to him. Most recently (some may think its ages ago), Monsters Vs. Aliens was the last show he viewed there, before the times of exams stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next significant stop in Shabbies's shopping trip (memory lane walk) was Orchard Central (He has never been to ION despite the various attempts at going there, only to fail when an alternative of Orchard Central / Cineleisure was suggested). The times exploring the new found mugging land was pretty much entrenched in his mind. The times he spent talking with his friends were insane, mugging trips turned to heart-to-heart talks after merely an hour. He hopes that this good friend of his will be able to remember the things we shared that day. keeping true to his words and letting things take their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shabbies got his stuff in the end, the things that he needed for their birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's to a joyous birthday all October babies (forgive me if i forget people) - 3 prominent ones are darren, lyn, and gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a shoutout to all A'Level students this year. All the best for your coming papers and hope that yall can get to the university course of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3386368356761993126?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/3386368356761993126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=3386368356761993126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3386368356761993126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3386368356761993126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/10/31st-october.html' title='31st October'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7458686067634938866</id><published>2009-10-05T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:29:51.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th October</title><content type='html'>shabbies did some reflecting today.. what did he do wrong?. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did u even bother. just watch ur tv, read ur books and play ur games and surf ur net. i shldnt be doing this at all, not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps im being paranoid, perhaps its just this thought of mind swirling on my mind. my thoughts about it.. forget it, i shldnt dwell on it so much, anyway, on the lighter note, i like my toys :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, ken shld go do his work now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7458686067634938866?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7458686067634938866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7458686067634938866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7458686067634938866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7458686067634938866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/10/5th-october.html' title='5th October'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-731638130711139579</id><published>2009-09-11T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:42:45.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th September</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Today's the first time I'm blogging on my new toy.. Haha I'm typing real slowly, can't stand the touch screen.. Well not entirely used to it yet.. Forgive my typos.. Haha I'm not checking wad I'm typing.. Totally dependent on the autocorrect system which doesn't actually does its job well enough I guess.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Prolly the only reason that I'm using the touch to blog is cause my lappie was sent for repairs.. Well haha I sort of feel utterly bored without my com with me.. Been relying on my touch and ps3 to view webbies.. My bro's hogging the com like since forever and refuses to let me use.. Dang.. Sometimes he pisses the crap out of u.. Gheez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. I dun think I've been studying much actually. Been sorting out my work actually.. And I got a really weird dream last night.. Really I think that our dreams are actually wad we think of in the day.. Now I believe in the idea of subconsciousness.. Or wadeva it is.. Haha.. I got the dream that I watched on tv.. As in I was in a similar scenario as the one I saw on the tv.. Just the characters have been substituted with people significant to me in my life.. Do not ask me who they are.. Coz the answer's pretty obvious and some I dun wish to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I few days ago I received a msg from eunice2 that says that I resemble Jamie from mythbusters.. Wow. I'm not the least smart like him.. Standards are totally different can.. Come to think of it.. She's not the only one that said that I look like a particular tv personel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Time to sleep now.. Feeling tired.zzz and my bro's still bugging me.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;Ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-731638130711139579?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/731638130711139579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=731638130711139579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/731638130711139579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/731638130711139579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/09/10th-september.html' title='10th September'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-9151814158435490398</id><published>2009-09-05T01:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:53:02.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th September</title><content type='html'>woah.. havent been up here for a while.. well im guessing i've been studying o.o.. nah doubt so.. perhaps i was just lazy.. yeah thats prolly it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i learnt something some time ago.. like.. DO NOT SIT ON THE LEATHER CHAIR FOR HOURS STRAIGHT.. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was figuring out why my com's gfx's lagging that badly.. been having very low FPS after like a while's work.. well actually i thought i was just having an old gfx card.. then i realised that my FPS dropped like crap for like just 10mins into the game and all the other stuff that i was doing.. yeah.. my com's getting fried.. literally.. its frying itself.. overheat.. haha.. no wonder.. well i sort of forgot to tell my bro about this point today.. so when he used my com, it shut down like 3 times coz of the safety precaution to prevent ur other parts from frying.. haha.. now i have to perma leave my wallet under the lappie to lift my com off the table.. the better ventilation helps i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld send my com to the repairs soon.. maybe during prelims or something like that.. and i really like my new toy.. really.. its quite fun to be downloading non-stop.. like updates to the progs.. new progs and stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. 1st week of prelims is like over.. and yeah it doesnt look good.. hard wor.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. mr and mrs smith reminds me of some topic that i was crapping about some time ago. haha just saw the trailer.. utter randomness.. and i think monkeys look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-9151814158435490398?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/9151814158435490398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=9151814158435490398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/9151814158435490398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/9151814158435490398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/09/5th-september.html' title='5th September'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-8974829168998106833</id><published>2009-08-10T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:06:06.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th August</title><content type='html'>alright, i finally got my itouch.. haha.. been fooling around with it ever since yest.. oh and i hate the software update.. u gotta pay 8 bucks for it.. dratsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty quiet without music.. i mean like every time im traveling, music's been always at my side, but with my phone jack malfunctioning, im guessing i'll have to do without music for awhile.. didnt want to get it fixed, knowing very well that the SE guys take awfully long to fix something and its always not fixed.. the prob comes back like in a few months time.. not much of a point in fixing it then.. so my dad was like.. "hey do u need an mp3?".. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. at least im still spending within my annual IT budget.. im not even sure how much's the budget, but yeah.. i dun spend much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro broke my tarantula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest. i thought that i was destined not to get my itouch.. cause when i got to the apple franchaise at J8, they said they went out of stock and directed me to cine.. then when i got there, i was like.. "what?.. they closed that branch!".. wow.&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered seeing one at orchard central.. the new shopping mall.. so yeah.. went there and during the journey, a car with a number plate of S1 went pass.. so yeah.. (for those who dunno, its the president's car).. the traffic police following it, is least to say, adorable.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. got it at orchard central instead.. i remembered someone telling me about what the different signs of flowers on the ground represents.. well at least its still in my mind.. though who said it, i've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. shabbies got to go do work now.. bb&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8974829168998106833?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8974829168998106833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8974829168998106833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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seriously think a particular teacher of mine has a screw loose in the brain.. like serious.. when she's normal, she's evil.. and when she's abnormal, she's kind and "jokey".. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, GP was a scare-fest.. like seriously, well not like every lesson's not.. but yeah, today was scary.. i'd think that the firing squad's less fierce.. and it gets over in an instant, unlike GP which i have to endure for another 3 months.. bad bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for being pessimistic.. but yeah.. im starting to wonder when the girls say that they'll actually maintain fb like even after we graduate... dunno.. simply by looking at the blog.. it says alot.. right after we step down.. yup 0 activity.. and yes, i am a passive guy.. waiting for it to happen.. i do not wish to be the one that is maintaining everything.. sick and tired of doing such stuff.. yes i've been doing it for years.. like ever since.. erm.. my memory permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets try a paragraph without "double dots". i find it awfully difficult to do so, cause i'm need to start typing in complete sentences and not just random expressions. such random expressions do not actually fit into a paragraph without double dots. oh well, time to revert back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not my style of typing.. thats it.. i'd reckon that it'll somehow help my GP.. since im always critisised for my language structure and expressions.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. ken is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1480896580092718311?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1480896580092718311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7201618939743903366</id><published>2009-07-19T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:57:12.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th July</title><content type='html'>hmm, shabbies just passed his basic theory driving.. lol.. to think that i actually studied so much for it.. then realised that it was simply common sense.. really.. maybe i only need the book for the signboards.. its really retarded.. why would u accelerate when ur right beside a turning truck that has to turn outwards to complete its turn.. aiya.. dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. and yest. was prolly the 1st time in my life that i actually did the dishes alone... like really alone, without any help.. cause mum and dad went out, and my bro didnt feel like helping.. drats.. but hey, it wasnt that tough afterall.. not to mention i think i did a really good job at it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my mum's getting old.. this is the 1st time i actually see her this tired.. really.. its about time we start helping out with the housework.. like really help out.. and not just do it once in a while.. havent seen her acting like that before.. never really thought about her getting old.. but today.. yeah i saw it.. yup im all grown up now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel slacky.. but yet, i have lots of stuff to do.. drats.. i think i need to plan my time better.. like less time sleeping during the weekends.. i never fail to snooze after my alarm rings.. like even at 10.. i snooze it.. im trying to wake up.. but i cant seem to do it.. maybe this coming weekend i'll try again.. hopefully it'll work out.. dun wanna spend so much time sleeping, and then not being able to sleep early the night later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i must remind myself to book adv. theory test asap.. dun wanna forget.. somehow, i have great empathy.. like huuuge amounts of it.. alright i get the point, dun have to act so in front of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, night falls again.. and im gonna go sleep now.. nights.. *waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7201618939743903366?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7201618939743903366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7201618939743903366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7201618939743903366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;well technically, its not skipping lessons but excused cause today's the follow-up to my CMPB checkup during the june hols.. had to wake up like almost the same time as normal days, and only reaching home at like 5+.. whereas if i were at school, i'll like be home by 1.30 o.o.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train to NUH to have my "exercise induced asthma" checked.. o.o.. i was sort of betting with my mum that i'll meet someone i know at marymount station.. cause it was like during the early morning where the RJ dudes are going school.. and expectedly, i met lao zhang.. o.o.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. at MMI, the test was.. erm.. retarded.. i totally hated the spirometric test.. really bad.. was panting badly already after the run and had to blow into some dumb tube.. i almost died from wheezing.. lol.. well.. the doc sort of confirmed that my test results were positive (ie. i got exercise-induced asthma).. am i supposed to be glad? that i "might" be able to be assigned to a lower pest.. or am i supposed to start panicking that i might just have an attack while exercising and gg on the floor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the afternoon had to travel to national heart centre to test.. i find the people there much friendlier than the MMI guys.. maybe cause they are professionals while the MMI people are sort of assigned there.. o.o.. oh and my ECG results were ok.. so basically, i wasted my time at NHC.. reached there at 11.. had to wait until 2.35 for my appointment.. well.. had a nice nap though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. just finished my math online quiz.. yes i know im darn late.. oops... and i scored like a 9/0.. yes 9/0, not 10.. doh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighdio, time to sleep now, got sch tmr.. bb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-9196754094733639030?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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"you really act like my bro".. yeah.. its not the 1st time.. wad's there to act?. i am an elder brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and shabbies has a whole lot of checkups to do in July.. got to retake my X-ray, cause they say the image wasnt really clear.. seriously.. next time, check before letting me go.. i dun wanna specially go to such an inaccessible place for 10 mins 0.o.. and i have to take some test to determine my "sports-induced asthma".. and my heartbeat's weird.. though i dun really understand wads the problem with it.. i swear im alright.. even other doctors say so.. all except the CMPB dudes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just wrote a dummy's guide to using system restore for someone.. nicely done.. havent done that for a long time.. really missed the times where everything seems so simplified.. woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im swimming  tmr.. 2k shld be enuf.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-2146970150063355278</id><published>2009-06-21T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:28:52.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st June</title><content type='html'>hmm.. 1 more week before the start of CTs... am i done studying?.. nope... am i anywhere near done?.. nah.. been telling myself i wanna start proper.. but cant seem to do much a day.. well tmr's the day.. told myself.. its full-fletched studying.. nth's gonna stop me.. nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. this morning heard from my mum that we may have a week extra holidays.. that's wad i heard.. well then checked the news.. its not an extra week.. but its that doctors are suggesting that there shld be another week for those coming back from abroad to have time for buffer.. so that there wun be communal outbreak.. lol.. its just a rumour.. not confirmed!.. gheez.. make me happy for fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.. and im having troubles sleeping.. have no idea why.. my mind just cant stop thinking about something.. its either this.. or that.. gheez.. it hurts.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. really its something that really bothers me.. to think that i actually have such a day.. have such problems.. normally im the one talking to others.. well this one.. im keeping to myself.. its private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2146970150063355278?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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again, i think that its necessary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also understood money laundering.. haha.. well asked my dad about it and he explained everything to me.. sounds so simple.. sigh.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. helped alli in organising the picnic, though have no idea how's she doing with the girls.. got the replies from the guys though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to fix my com.. my bro really did something bad to it.. i cant seem to access the net after extensive use of the com.. something's wrong.. maybe i shld just send it for repairs after i get into NS.. since no one's gonna use the com no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. im just gonna go sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3356053790406439565?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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(we guessed it, or at least deduce it from the arrival time).. flight's been delayed from 3.30 to 6.12 due to maintenance issues.. so we're just rotting.. morale WAS high, now its at an alllllllllll time low.. sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm just got david archuleta's album, its not that bad.. nono.. its good.. haha.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i brought a tat too much cash with me.. not even spending my reserves.. why did i even bother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headphones are lifesavers, esp when ur trying to kill time.. the blasting of music at an scenic place like the airport is a nono.. not even if ur a mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, wish me the best of luck in waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-6883666209246857588?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/6883666209246857588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=6883666209246857588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/6883666209246857588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/6883666209246857588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/05/23rd-may.html' title='23rd May'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4916909409897697228</id><published>2009-05-18T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:32:48.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th May</title><content type='html'>oh... shabbies is of legal age :)&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. happy birthday to Joel, AhKiat, Tawan.. all those clowns that are within +/- 1 of mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflecting on my 18 years of life, thought i did a whole chunk of dumb stuff.. here's the top 10 list of what i think are the dumbest (in no order of dumbness):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shabbies walked up to a bald guy and rubbed his head, calling out to dad at the same time.. then realised that i was indeed barking up the wrong tree.. the joke is, my dad isnt bald at all o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Shabbies went back to school during the SARS outbreak, mum didnt believe me when i said there wasnt school. Took bus to school and stood outside the gate, wondering what's happening... while no one turned up at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shabbies was talking bad about someone one fine day, actually just providing my view about someone, not realising at all that he was right behind me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shabbies went up on stage one fine day to intro about MathGeniusClub during assembly (i have no idea why my math's so bad now).. totally forgotten my lines and stoned up there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Shabbies joined library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Shabbies went to HongKong and thought hokkien was the official language, tried communicating and turned out to be an epic failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Shabbies went to Malaysia and was at my mum's hometown.. as i was fooling around with all my cousins and while my friends were all listening to me joke as i walked around, smacked right into a table and hurt my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Shabbies smashed right into a lamp-post. NOT JOKING! IT HAPPENS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Shabbies went fishing, threw my bait like a pro, then realised i've snapped my string without knowing and was fishing without a string, only a rod for almost an hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Shabbies played soccer and when i was retriving the ball, didnt realise there was a drain there and fell in head first, drinking up a whole lot of sewage.. nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's 10 of them (FairyGodMother: psst, ur lying to urself, there're even more stupid stuff that u havent mentioned. Shabbies: gheez, must u say so?.. im trying to save myself some face here (:   )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's how shabbies spent his 18 years of life, doing stupid stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, alright, ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4916909409897697228?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4916909409897697228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4916909409897697228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4916909409897697228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4916909409897697228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/05/18th-may.html' title='18th May'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7688617784779359711</id><published>2009-05-12T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:27:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th May</title><content type='html'>woah, my head's thumping... it sucks man.. im like feeling this since this morning.. haha and that happened right after my 2.4 today.. hmmm.. ouch.. it proves something, i really havent been running for a looooooong time.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i had practice.. and its like.. im just lying there and sleeping while mslim's talking.. actually not really sleeping, but just resting there.. gheez.. it really hurts.. well hope that popping a panadol helps.. dun wanna have it while doing my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and the math test last week, did anyone say that its was easy.. PUKES..&lt;br /&gt;its really bad, like really bad.. was chatting with weiqiang and gene before the test in the morning.. we were like, hey how many marks u guys intending to get.. WQ: double digit's good enough.. can pass right?... GENE: erm but the test like upon 40 leh..... WQ: oh fark.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the test when we came out.. gave WQ a slap and we couldnt stop laughing.. well that means alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, college day's like on sat.. and we get to perform.. i dunno if i shld be happy or not.. since we shld really like enjoy our time as part of NJChoir.. i wun be long before we're out of it.. yet im looking forward to retiring.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to do work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7688617784779359711?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7688617784779359711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7688617784779359711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7688617784779359711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7688617784779359711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/05/12th-may.html' title='12th May'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-678963995054837825</id><published>2009-05-11T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:35:13.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th May</title><content type='html'>hmmm today's mother's day.. and im like stoning at home.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i celebrate it?.. well we sort of went out to eat yest.. haha.. and then, we had sushi buffet :).. what can i say. i totally enjoyed my day.. and i swear my cousins and my mum has a super bad sense of direction.. when i told them i was downstairs and WILL go up and look for them, they came down and stoned at the opposite of the building.. -.-... had to search for them lol.. since they couldnt really explain where they were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food at the flyer's good... like real good.. and i like drank the whole jug of green tea.. it seems like that the entire restaurant, only i was drinking green tea.. and then i saw that jug in front of me dwindling like real good.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now sashimi's spammable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightio.. happy mothers' day... to all mothers out there, thanks for all the care and concern that yall showered on us.. (thats sounds cornyy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-678963995054837825?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/678963995054837825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=678963995054837825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/678963995054837825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/678963995054837825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/05/10th-may.html' title='10th May'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-6284246408249276622</id><published>2009-05-07T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:49:24.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th May</title><content type='html'>hmmm, math test today was horrendous.. i mean seriously, when did complex numbers and all the other statistics ever appeared so hard.. never! lol... gheez could barely do them, not to mention about my horrific vectors.. yup.. its a formula for failing, no doubt about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like.. erm.. slacky i guess... havent really had to sit down and listen to any teacher yack about lessons.. GP was doing deliberation.. really nothing much... for 1 1/2 hour we just sat there and talked about the question... like with our group members.. although she still tries to act all tough and pushy about stuff... gheez.. never met anyone like her in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was math lecture test.. dang.. lets not talk about it kay? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then im supposed to go to the doc's for my medical letter for NS checkup.. lol.. then hor, she wanted us to take our lecture test.. she was like (this is how i inferred from her speech) "all those infidels out there, better wake up ur idea and arrange a date for u to do ur test, asap.. and when i mean asap, i mean immediately".. gheez.. barbaric behaviour indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we felt totally belittled by her comments, as though we're worth nothing and merely students with no rights to our learning at all.. its a totalitarian state in her lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. was fooling around in earth2025 when i got home.. really.. watching some nation getting whacked like a clown is so darn fun, esp if u are the country that's whacking him.. :)  what can i say?.. im getting good at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and congrats NJChoir for GWH.. good job SLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to say to them, but here's a shoutout..&lt;br /&gt;(a small writeup of my speech (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the efforts you guys put into it. The music leaders really did a good job in assisting MsLim, and to Caleb - well done pres. never could had done it without ur leadership... and to the admin comm (including me DUH).. good job in taking care of all the other random shit that were out of the music arena, really gotta thank yall for the GWH... to all the members, thanks for being such great fellas and following us in our long journey towards this great award!.. though sometimes u may yack at our practices and unreasonable demands.. but hey, the job's done right :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightdio.. time to rest.. tmr gotta mug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-6284246408249276622?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/6284246408249276622/comments/default' title='Post 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playing simon says with his 2 daughters.. omg.. he was still in his office attire leh.. wow.. at like 9 at night, so beat after coming home from work, a father is actually spending time with his 2 daughters and playing with them.. nice.. well the least to say, hopes of a family guy in the future society are running high.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i just cut my hair, and it really looks short.. perhaps its just because i havent really had such short hair in awhile.. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7127232856644139840?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7127232856644139840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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exciting can a game get? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hirk.. and i left my bottle in school again, how many times had i done that?.. erm like.. o.o lost count.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 is unfair and i find it awfully uninteresting, coz braun abused a loophole in the rules of the F1.. diffusing system screwed up big time.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to get off and complete mmy work..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1400816196893628490?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1400816196893628490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1400816196893628490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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day.. think i woke up on the wrong side of bed today.. like seriously, got up and dropped dead on the couch.. have no idea wads wrong.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching Chelsea vs Arsenal yest on the TV when i fell asleep at half time.. dang.. didnt get to watch it.. but heard from my bro (amazingly he was rushing work until like 4am).. he said that Chelsea won 2-1.. drats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. that means ManU gets to beat Chelsea again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... and im dead pissed with doing bio MCQ.. genetics makes u go crazy... it sucks when u have to comb thru like 40 odd pages of notes just to dig out that 1 sentence that makes a whole lot of difference to ur answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that my mum's awfully nice to me.. never felt her letting me do so much things as i will and to the extent of not questioning me at all about spending another $14.50 on my ps3.. haha.. had to used her credit card.. i thought i'll pay her back the cash since i have like my own savings.. den she said "aiya, dun bother lah"... o.o... true that mother-son shldnt have anything such as "this is mine and thats urs"... but woah.. thats a change.. maybe she relinquishing the bare time we have left together before seeing me go into NS and say buehbye to my home for 2 whole years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. i cant bear to walk away from this house for 3 whole months.. i mean like BMT.. wad makes u think u can get back home.. i've never left this home on my own for more that like a week.. but but.. the thought of it just... gheez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... time to have my medicine.. been having this cough since like yest. night.. gotta get well before SYF.. erm no, before dry run.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7734083741302152156?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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well aced it.. somehow, im not surprised at my results.. not to say that im cocky or anything of this sort, but my group's spent alot of time at it, and i seriously think we deserve our results.. but im pitying some people, they've havent got their A, not because of them not performing up to standard, but because of persistent individuals that refuse to take into the consideration of others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, tmr's like steamboat at gene's.. o.o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im sleeping le&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-9036571880867441056?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/9036571880867441056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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that they wanted, im starting to feel the heat of the competition.. the need to face up to the challenges and the standards of the people, the need to maintain the high standard set by our seniors with their past achievements.. eugene told me that he wants to cry on the day of the results, saying that he wishes that he'll weep tears of joy.. that brings me to another point, what happens otherwise?.. wad if we dun meet our expectations and fall below par.. wad if.. lots of "wad if"s to think about.. the consequence seems ever so daunting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people are misunderstanding me too.. gheez.. wads this world coming to.. wad has the ever cheerful people that i know of becoming to.. i dunno how to react to this.. sigh.. the world's changing.. i dunno.. aiyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh im off to do my stuff..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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like classy o.o.. or as a joke.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. haha.. and im still stuck with chem.. and that means i'll have to go and check with them again... sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to go off.. snoozing&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2441237983724772344?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/2441237983724772344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=2441237983724772344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2441237983724772344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and woke up at 12 today.. woooo 12 hours of sleep, nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night hike was pretty fun, well if its a whee bit shorter it would have been "funner''.. haha.. approaching the end, we're like dragging our feet, super tiring know... and our feet are like protesting against this game.. haha.. but i never thought i'll say this, but well done, NJOAC. very very well done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha somehow i feel that we sort of cheated during night hike, first of all, we had claire as our leader, and its like she's from S06, and im with the peeps from S06, erm.. ya.. the connection's there.. haha.. and den, some part of it, we're been there, like yc shaun and i.. so we're like.. erm.. we know the way, who needs the street directory, at least at some places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sonia had 2 bottoms down :)... dang.. haha.. she's like the only one that fell, or at least the only one i realised that actually fell.. to think that someone else's supposed to have a worse sense of balance o.o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching iRobot now.. not like i havent watched it before, but on HD, yeah its a first.. and i like the story.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i realised that maybe im just different from the norm.. haha.. i dun feel that im that close to popular culture.. hmm.. haha.. perhaps im immune to it?.. dunno wor.. i dun like korean / jap stuff, (at least not craze over them).. i dun always go visit the movies, (well dun have the urge to watch anything for a while).. i dun go for all those supposedly "fun" events.. haha.. oh well, i just dun like those, well not get engrossed in those, but i dun feel im a no-lifer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok den, ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1395251060195376079?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-2644562471533327014</id><published>2009-03-26T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:12:14.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th March</title><content type='html'>today was prolly the day that i spent the most time with my mum this year.. haha.. oops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, after sch went to AMK to meet her to get stuff for night hike tmr.. got myself a torchlight, whistle and poncho.. oh ya, and energy bars just in case we get too tired to do shit.. den went to NTUC and shop with her for stuff for dinner lol.. got ourselves a whole lot of food... biscuits, sushi, crab, chicken, etc.. den had the chicken we bought for dinner tonight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand, i always get freaked out by the cat downstairs, its sooo unfair, i swear its camping for me every night.. every time i turn the corner, it'll purrrrr so damn loudly and i freak out.. and its not just once, almost every single time i get home from choir, like when im damn tired, it'll camp there and wait for my arrival, upon which it purs and i'll go "woah...".. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was dead tiring for me, like once i got home, got myself a good show and as usual, dose off halfway thru it.. and woke up shockingly like 2 hrs later, realising that i havent done any work.. oh wells.. im telling myself to sleep like at 11.30 tonight, cause i wun be sleeping again for another like 30(?) hours, drats.. im gonna miss my pillow man -.-... o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night hike's tmr.. well not to say that im that all excited and stuff.. but at least its something new to the mundane lifestyle that i've so grown used to... dunno why but my mum seems to be all keen in getting me to bring my laptop to m'sia for "qingming" this year.. dunno why.. maybe she's worried that we'll get bored there.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to get back to bio, got homeostatis test tmr.. 12min 1 SQ.. -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2644562471533327014?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/2644562471533327014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=2644562471533327014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2644562471533327014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2644562471533327014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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never get roundhouse kicked in the head by a taekwandoe master, u dun wanna know how it feels to be KO-ed on the spot... its like this mighty build guy just fell flat on the ground, ouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and note to self once again: do not even engage in a fight... he's partner havent even got wacked and seem to have dislocated his knee 0.0... shows the immense pressure fighting can cause.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and i've been doing up my com again, aim is to make it look like a mac, without the expense of slowing it down... found macs to be dead cool ah.. well at least it looks nice.. actually, there's nothing much to a mac, except it looks nice.. and besides that, the com doesnt get virus at all.. nope, havent seen a single virus attacking macs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, i've been trying to clear my supposedly "holiday homework".. haha, apparently couldnt rush it out during the hols, so oh well, guess i need to rush it out when the teachers ask for it then.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time to get back to GP, havent done it during the hols.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8646497583403433979?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8646497583403433979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8646497583403433979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8646497583403433979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8646497583403433979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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for 35 of them.. the salesgirl was like.. er.. u need to pre-order that amount.. and its gonna take awhile.. while talking, caleb called again.. and told me choir fund was close to nil -.-.. nice.. that means its gonna take awhile to claim back my $35..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest went yishun swimming complex to swim.. well.. swam with df, alli and eunice.. and im guessing, they havent been swimming.. but its ok i guess, at least it gives me time to rest inbetween laps.. its like.. we swam 26 laps.. which is like only 1.3km.. ok ba.. but we took nearly an hour i think.. haha.. and i ended up looking like a cooked lobster / crab / prawn... blah, u get the point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and until now, my back still hurts... but i wun peel.. i think.. many people say they'll confirm peel and it looks damn disgusting, but i dun really remember peeling anywhere, except for the occasional nose issue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im slowly turning white again.. sigh.. its almost impossible for me to get tanned.. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. that shld be it.. and im still finding time to do up the video.. now to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-9155972365457310231?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/9155972365457310231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=9155972365457310231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/9155972365457310231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/9155972365457310231'/><link rel='alternate' 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showed their true colours.. their ulterior motive of being in choir.. their aim of getting close to u and wanting something off u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a disgusting feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then im realising the fact that i dun feel as close to many people as i thought i was.. i dun have any idea why im feeling it this way, but im just feeling it.. the idea of being proved wrong and ur thoughts distorted is really weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having perplexed feelings about some people.. sometimes i just dun understand their actions.. they're close to u at times.. like as though they actually treat u as some close friend.. then.. it all happens.. when u try to talk to them, they just give u some slipshot reply and not talk anymore, while they immerse themselves into their own activity, or just to talk to their so called 'closer friends'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. it just feels sucky to be used in  some form... where u seem like a substitute for someone.. a liferaft.. when they find their boat, they're gonna throw u behind and forget about it..&lt;br /&gt;forget it man.. shld just go isolate myself and not give a damn about it already.. wads the point?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5744402936155651373?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5744402936155651373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5744402936155651373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5744402936155651373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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barbecue.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, luckily didnt go to j8 today.. wun be able to make it back dry.. haha.. the rain was horrendous.. badbad.. so.. might as well pass the phone to my mum, since she said she'll be going there to get stuff.. might as well get it fixed for me.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. have to go do stuff tmr.. sigh.. and im getting phobia of GP.. striking terror in our hearts.. we dunno how to answer her questions sometimes.. either get it wrong and get scolded.. or not answering and still get scolded.. gheez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. have to get ready for her lesson tmr le.. tmr's like the longest day of the week.. BCME PE all lum together.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7902570679162192562?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7902570679162192562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7902570679162192562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7902570679162192562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7902570679162192562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/02/16th-february.html' title='16th February'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-2644136238124187058</id><published>2009-02-13T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:04:49.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th February</title><content type='html'>erm today's the day when i feel damn off... really screwed... i have no idea wads wrong with me.. i just dun feel the same as the previous times in choir.. perhaps i dun enjoy it as much le.. or maybe its just because of some other apparent reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for wad i've done.. im sorry if i had ever bothered u or made a nuisance... perhaps its me that's pissing people off.. im sorry if i've been bothering anyone at all... my bad.. im sincerely sorry if anyone finds me irritating at times.. perhaps i shld just shut up.. it doesnt do my any good at all.. nope.. none at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just find myself speaking alot lesser nowadays.. sometimes i'd rather be alone then to go out for dinner after choir or something like this.. sometimes... i just need to be alone.. actually i feel bored alone.. but i cant seem to find anything to talk about when im with others.. seriously.. if im gonna be sticking around and not say anything.. i'd rather be alone.. but then again.. i'd feel damn bored.. sigh.. its one thing or another.. basically, im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finding respite in the weirdest of places, i feel comfort lying on my bed and staring at the ceiling.. i know that i shld be doing something constructive.. but staying i cant stop myself from doing that.. its perhaps saving me from breaking down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld stop doing pointless stuff... some things just dun get anywhere.. no point in trying when no one actually bothers about it.. its pointless.. waste of time rather.. staying on my bed is still the best option...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i look ok on the outside... but deep down inside me.. the true me.. is void.. the lack of substance.. the invalidity of rational thoughts.. there're some things that are just not meant to be said.. im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. the silent waiting is the difficult one.. when u actually have something to say but cant bring urself to doing so.. it hurts... sometimes u dun get the chance to do so.. sometimes u just cant pick the courage required for it.. sometimes.. its just wrong to say so... some things look alright from the outside.. but to me... it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day of friendship.. nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps im just tired.. its just me... sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lack of virtue is actually hard to accept and act out.. who wants to show the worse side of him.. one who only wants the good side is superficial, one who wants the bad side is retarded.. and the true side of one really hurts... acting nonchalent doesnt really mean anything now.. its all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. the invalidity of life.. the practicality of life is disgusting.. the good old times as a child is long gone.. now everyone's thinking about their future.. everyone has a agenda for doing stuff.. doesnt anyone do anything for the sake of friendship no more, for the sake of truly helping out people no more?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2644136238124187058?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-3168051017239866769</id><published>2009-02-01T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:27:20.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st February</title><content type='html'>erm happy birthday all.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY this year seems pretty dead boring.. have no idea why.. normally i get to go visiting.. but this year like dun need to go.. since im staying with my gramps.. people come over and i didnt need to leave home at all.. and when im supposed to go my mum's sides, they seem to not be free... lol.. haha.. so basically.. stayed home and got raided at home.. my room was officially invaded by kids and have to let them watch barney on my laptop.. while me and my bro just lazed around.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. yest. finally got my mahjong game.. as expected.. wasnt much of a challenge.. haha :)..  but this depends on the players as well.. not myself.. havent really seen as much fun for awhile.. (not that my 'hangouts' nowadays aren't fun).. but just that the time u spend meeting old friends is much more cherished.. yaya... im corrrnny.. wads with that?.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally met weiming.. it seems awfully long since the last time i spoke to him.. to think that we used to spend on average an hour on the phone / day before exams to just revise(?).. he seems to be building his resume pretty well now.. organising exhibitions and inviting wongkanseng along for the event.. nicely done.. just realised the actual competitiveness of people nowadays.. to wad extent people do to get their places in pretigious courses in uni.. perhaps its just me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find tennis very interesting to watch... haha.. its damn fun to see people challenging the umpire and actually have a chance at winning it.. unlike soccer.. which is so.. how should i put it.. dictated by the ref.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. just watching it makes me laugh.. and tmr the J1s are coming in.. hmmm.. oh  well... no comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february's gonna be a short month.. not that its that short.. but a few days gonna do the trick.. well.. im off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3168051017239866769?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/3168051017239866769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=3168051017239866769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3168051017239866769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3168051017239866769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-february.html' title='1st February'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5086250138608674791</id><published>2009-01-25T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:08:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th January</title><content type='html'>woah its been a while since i've been here.. lets see.. 2 weeks?...&lt;br /&gt;oh well, was sort of tired to actually blog.. 1st 2 weeks of school were pretty bad.. perhaps not used to it yet, or just purely cause i havent really slept enough.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and steamboat yest was damn fun.. haha.. the amount of food we bought was just nice lol.. amazing.. haha.. and i thought its not enough -.-.. perhaps its just me.. haha.. oh ya.. and and, did anyone out there got a bad tummy after steamboat.. hope not.. some of us sort of, erm, forgot the part about washing our hands before preparing food, washing the food before we start doing anything with them.. erm oops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year's in a day, am i supposed to be all excited about it?.. partly yes and no.. the good thing about it is that i get to see all the people that i dun see often.. and the bad part?.. actually i dunno wads the bad part, just have to sort of isolate me and my bro in our room, cause we sort of dun really like to talk to them, nothing much to talk about also.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've concluded, never get CNY decorations like a few days before CNY, best of all get on the eve itself.. saw the same item @ Chinatown a few days back going at 5 bucks.. den today saw it at Yishun going at $1 a piece.. gheez.. economics.. sunken cost.. blahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, if u go like on the eve at late afternoon, u may get $0.50 a piece.. they're desperate to sell.. haha.. (or else they'll have to keep for 12 years -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u watch NatGeo, u'll realise that they always interview the same people from a specific field whenever a program interviews them.. they're like the spokespeople from that field.. abit weird to see the same guy talking about space in Discovery a few days back, den seeing the same guy on NatGeo the next day.. are they like experiencing manpower shortages? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today helped my mum wash the fans, aircon and cut out decor.. its like the same every year.. red packet lanturns and taels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok im damn tired now... should sleep.. *snooze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken  off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5086250138608674791?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5086250138608674791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5086250138608674791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5086250138608674791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5086250138608674791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/01/25th-january.html' title='25th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-8862752056091802507</id><published>2009-01-08T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:51:23.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th January</title><content type='html'>guys, the ken that u know's pretty much dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have no idea why but i just dun feel like talking most of the time. prolly the only time i actually speak is when im with only one other person, in groups i dun actually feel like speaking no more. this seems to happen after choir villa, have no idea why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to still be in search of my true self. who am i? the guy that jokes and talk a hell lot of bullshit to people, or the one that sits there and stone in many occasions... perhaps u can call me one with split personalities, i dun really have mood swings, just dun feel like talking at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im bored i'll go swim, yup swimming's helps me to destress.. the times that i swim, alone in the pool, is when im the calmest, not thinking about anything, and transferring all stress into my strokes.. already swam twice this week... the amount of time i swim is proportional to how bored i am.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i dun really like to run... people say that running destresses, but havent when ur small thighs get really achy and stuff like that, the feeling sucks.. u wanna end the run, but ur nowhere near ur home or the starting line, right smack in the centre of nowhere, u force urself to end the run, which sucks badly. at least swimming u can like end anytime, just swim to the sides and ur done. people tell me not to push myself too hard when running then, which doesnt make much sense to me, why bother to run if u're not pushing urself.. that's no training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent really done work this week, neither did i really game.. have no idea wad im doing.. everyday i come home, sit at the sofa and stone, or just watch a few repeated programmes, in which i'll subsequently fall asleep and wake up for dinner.. sigh such a waste of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im gonna go stone now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8862752056091802507?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8862752056091802507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8862752056091802507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8862752056091802507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8862752056091802507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/01/8th-january.html' title='8th January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-6751362791976409786</id><published>2009-01-02T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:59:44.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd January</title><content type='html'>oh yeah! happy new year people.. its da year of da cow :) ... lets pray we have more beef this year..&lt;br /&gt;pretty glad these few days.. lets see.. we have a sudden windfall.. (if u get wad i mean) and the year-end bonus this year's pretty hefty... fat fat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets see.. spent the countdown at gene's.. i reached there late lor.. and when i got there, the 2 of them were watching russell peters.. yeah the usual racism and the bull loads of crap are all in there.. well thats wad so fun about freedom of speech.. u dun have to take responsibility for them in the states.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i finally showed the people there my true prowess of a gamer.. haha.. felt i did pretty good in my first attempt at lord of the rings.. despite gene failing badly in all his past attempts to play that stage.. den we had an nba game... and den the climax (?).. dynasty warriors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: mikel's interested in that game and suddenly got hooked onto chinese history.. or at least the history of that 3 kingdoms era.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to end up explaining stuff to him cuz he's pretty new to this china stuff and all those fighting doesnt really make sense to him until he gets the story.. in the end gene lent him the entire book.. the english version of course.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha had a shit lot of fun at gene's.. and i thought i helped him fix his com.. until the problem came back again the moment he rebooted the com.. lol.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st meal of 2009, MACS.. gheez.. does this signify something.. hope its not an unhealthy year ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrideo.. here's wishing all who bothered about new year resolutions to actually stick to them throughout the year and all the best to everyone in doing their own stuff.. nites.. *waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-6751362791976409786?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/6751362791976409786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=6751362791976409786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/6751362791976409786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/6751362791976409786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-january.html' title='2nd January'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-2830120007134166961</id><published>2008-12-30T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:39:54.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th December</title><content type='html'>hi world, how's countdown coming along?.. tmr's the day eh.. when everyone reflects on the passing year and thinking about the future.. haha.. gheez im crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok first things first.. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT YJ's PRESENT!.. gheez.. bought le yet forgot to give him.. should actually send it to him one day.. maybe tmr's the day :).. and hope it reaches by new year.. think it should... i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... and tmr's only the 3 of us doing the countdown.. me, gene, mikel.. not to say the least im disappointed at the attendance.. gheez.. haha but thats the dif btw gals and guys.. gals would rather spend quality time with their parents.. value kinship more than friendship.. (which is not a bad thing) and guys would prolly treasure brotherhood and just the idea of sticking with frens than to spend time with parents.. and there's the middle section.. the group that doesnt want to go out... neither want to spend time with parents.. u know.. the group that would rather do their own stuff or wait for someone to suddenly pop up with a brilliant idea.. haha.. and mua.. just happen to be in that group... so in pretty much of a dilema.. i dun really wanna go out and stone in their faces.. if there's something to do.. den i dun mind.. or if the "idea" comes about.. i dun wanna be a bugger to anyone.. gheez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are telling me that i should really get that itch there and go touch some tiles.. if u get wad i mean that is.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. tmr's countdown.. so lets start counting!.. haha ok sry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5086484232834739499</id><published>2008-12-29T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:22:44.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29th December</title><content type='html'>oops totally forgot about my blog.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this holiday's been weird.. time flies dont u think?... seemed like olvls was just a few months back, and to think that 1 year ago, i was still freaking out and wondering how the heck did i actually get into rj.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. japan was fun i guess, not too enthusiastic about it all and stuff... the letdown was that i cant understand a single thing they said.. oh wells... other than that, USJ and DisneyLand were pretty good.. and shopping @ Japan is so darn fun, though u cant really get much things cause its so darn ex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was wad?... erm.. oh ya.. choir villa... well.. haha.. wad can i say?.. pretty alright.. lots of crappy stuff going on and tried to stay up the night... well ... tried's the word.. and i got the sudden urge to mahjong.. haha... gheez.. anyone up for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown's round the corner.. though i dun really have plans for it.. darn!... well mikel's asking us out for countdown, but there isint seem to be much going.... and im contemplating that thought.. though we couldnt really think of wad to do before countdown.. meeting in the afternoon isint such a great idea.. haha got lots of time to kill.. gheez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolution?.. get back into school life asap and fit in, quit stupping around in school like some kiddo.. haha.. well there's still work to be done.. not that i've done an awful lot of it.. so there's still this lot left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hotel boss' been joking with my dad about seeing me with someone else at sentosa.. im like.. huh?... since when.. gheez.. adults have an imaginative mind.. yup.. and my dad's harping on it.. gheez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go play along kid, im off to do my stuff.. or wad's remaining to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5086484232834739499?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5086484232834739499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5086484232834739499' title='0 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type='html'>today was perhaps the most "song" day of my life.. remember the family problems that i've been talking about?.. wah today hor.. scolded the guilty party until damn song!.. haha.. ok damn fun.. superb man.. trashed everything out to him.. at least now i wun have to see him for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. life has all the crazy stuff... its so weird.. u feel unfortunate to have such a thing happening to u.. but den again.. the feeling of trashing out something is so darn cool :).. quite intriging.. this feeling that life has a whole lot meaning to it besides studying -.-... ok sry im just sick of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, japan's a few days time away.. so im gonna have fun there and not think of anything.. albeit there's nothing much to think about anyway.. since my parents and my bro's there with me.. will be crapping around other than emoing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;universal studios here i come!... oh ya.. and nat bought me a straw hat from vietnam.. hoho.. thx viet.. so nice of u :)... okok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld be sleeping soon!.&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3999910413441456623?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/3999910413441456623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=3999910413441456623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3999910413441456623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/3999910413441456623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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happy birthday daddy :P.. haha.. lets see.. got a choc. tiramisu for him.. tasted quite nice leh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bro got pwned by a bicycle.. he went pulau ubin to cycle.. (learn to cycle at least).. den fell off the bike and have a piece of his skin off at his knee area.. nicely done dude.. den with that injury not healing anytime soon.. i wonder how he's gonna wear jeans to japan.. nono correction.. how's he gonna survive that without long pants.. haha.. gone case lah u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madagascar 2 was a pure klowny show.. funny yet nonsensical.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. time to pack for tmr.. gonna go stayover at gene's.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves*...&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7592041782472702300?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7592041782472702300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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remember to get me one of those commy shirts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm just complete ra3 soviet mission.. now going onto allied.. seriously it has a screwed storyline.. haha.. and work's pretty alright i guess.. going as planned.. so im just gonna start doing them as soon as im done settling the choir stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. tmr im going off to get paint for banner painting on friday.. oh well.. kaykay.. lets go off now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5691751555963812812?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5691751555963812812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5691751555963812812' title='0 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type='html'>once again, i find myself forgetting lots of stuff.. best of all.. the comm meeting tmr totally slipped off my mind.. forgot to get the stuff for choir.. haha.. opps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well spent some time memorising scores.. den packed file.. did abit of housework.. blahblah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... went to sch in the morning to pass collected money to marcus yip and collected my books.. technically its a bound stack of photocopied paper.. $33 in total.. gheez.. den.. came home and my bro went off for chalet.. he got pwned by a fly :).. joke man.. he cant stand bugs.. haha.. i seriously think he cant survive NS.. *smiles*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, realised that my granny was in an awful state.. she slept the whole day and my grandpa had to drag her out of bed.. seriously she looks damn off.. den called my dad to pick her up to the doc's... had injection.. den at least she felt better.. got darn lots of med ah.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my ra3.. the tutorials are damn long.. almost 1 hr.. haha.. thought i might as well go thru them though i alrdy played ra2.. lucky i did.. got more commands and new stuff.. makes it more challenging i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. have to go back and do something about seniors' farewell.. havent gotten the gifts.. havent even thought of them.. cause the ones we thought of were damn ex.. gheez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go off le.. nights&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-9142410724039575148?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/9142410724039575148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=9142410724039575148' title='0 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type='html'>well pw's over, all seemed so simple and yet.. we seem to have a tough time putting it all together.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having more fun doing stuff den stoning.. well i suppose u can call me a procrastinator.. haha i have my stuff to pack but i aint doing them yet.. well sort of wanted to finish my ra3 before i touch on anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world's changing.. we now have an african american US president.. a "black" F1 world champion.. haha who would have thought.. we might be facing a totally different world now.. who knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup and once again, it is proven that i cant stand tv programs, esp. ones that are boring or of little interest to me.. haha.. never help but fall asleep.. im actually trying to get avenue Q tickets.. so ya.. apparently its hard to get tickets.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. and madagascar 2.. watching it with mq.. but den if he's alone i'd rather not.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now im watching bond.. ok i shall be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1094784926320691900?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1094784926320691900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1094784926320691900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1094784926320691900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1094784926320691900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/11/10th-november.html' title='10th 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NAH... partly cause of PW.. there isnt nothing much going on since like 2 weeks ago, where PW occupied a good part of my time awake.. the rest of the time.. well tried to do abit of logistics for choir i guess.. looking around for caterers for seniors' farewell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now went to J8 to print stuff and get batteries for my bro's electronic dictionary.. tmr he got olvls chinese paper wor.. haha.. gg him lah.. havent really seen him studied at all, well but since he got A1 for HCL in his end of years.. aiya.. he dun need study also can de lah.. im just thinking, why does some people doesnt seem to need to study but yet still can score well in exams.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, speaking of the time in J8, i walked down to the photo-developing shop, only to find it closing.. sian.. den i got my batt and blatantly saw my bus beginning to drive off and arrive at the stop.. i was like " freak!".. decided that i should actually rush for it since its getting pretty late..&lt;br /&gt;im soo sry auntie to have bumped into u.. apologised to her and she was like sibei buay song.. wad do u want?.. im sry right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the attitudes of singaporeans really disgust me at times.. being a singaporean myself, sometimes i find it awfully embarrassed to even label myself with people as such.. seriously, if u wanna act smart, try it on a kiddo or someone who would seem to be of a lesser education level, someone who dun think that ur acting smart and would actually do as u tell them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on the bus just now, den since i was carrying lots of stuff, (technically its only my laptop, but its HUGE!).. so walked to the front like 1 stop before mine.. den while i was standing there stoning, the bus was packed so i had to stand by the exit. den this auntie who just boarded the bus came over and told me to move to the back. she was like "aiyo boy, can move to the back not? you weren't taught that?" im got so freaking pissed that i moved backwards against the window to let her pass, den replied that im alighting.. gave a super unwilling reply "doesn't it occur to you that im alighting at the next stop?" den i pressed the bell and got off the bus immediately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously auntie.. if u wanna act smart, like i said earlier, do it on someone who u are sure to be in the wrong, wads wrong with me standing by the exit when i know that im alighting soon. and ur angmoh abit the tok-kong.. try brushing up on them too instead of blabbering whatever nonsense and hilarious statements on me can.. jumping to conclusions doesnt really help much, nor does acting smart help too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my bro would say, "self-pwned".. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not the 1st time i got this shit.. gheez.. seriously, mind ur own business and try asking the guy at the door if he's alighting before u jump into ur nonsensical conclusions can?... it helps and brings u less malu if u actually find them out first.. doesnt it?.. im trying to help u save some face dude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and earlier on.. spoke to yanqi abit.. just talked to him and showed my concern(?) for him.. well its just that im finding him a tat that bit weird at times.. he gives the awkwardest of answers at times.. but im guessing thats how a person he is.. some people takes things too literally.. haha.. he seems alright i guess.. besides the occasional fuss and stress about PW.. nth much.. im guessing he should be better after OP.. which for his case is on friday... jyjy.. we're all rushing and behind u.. need any help just ask kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay.. and lewis hamilton won F1 champsionship.. 1st black and youngest driver to win this award.. hmm 2nd season in F1 only wor.. haha.. well done.. pity Massa.. worked soo hard.. only to lose by 1 point.. oh well.. thats wad lewis faced also mah.. lost by 1 point to kimi last season.. sigh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a shoutout to all those still having OP.. aka people like me:&lt;br /&gt;"jyjy for OP.. last lap le.. try not to screw it up kay?.. haha.. kidding.. just have fun that day and present whatever hardwork yall've been doing for the past months.. ur efforts would pay off.. good luck peeps"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup its getting late now.. time to sleep.. tmr still need to go to yewtee and meet them up for PW.. doh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights....*waves... ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2467784124055235156?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/2467784124055235156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=2467784124055235156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2467784124055235156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/2467784124055235156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/11/5th-november.html' title='5th November'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-852487784750382302</id><published>2008-10-22T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:36:25.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd October</title><content type='html'>today was the visit to OCS.. not too bad i think, at least not as bad as i thought it'll be.. but then again, this is not my first time there. things havent changed much as compared to the last time. pretty ok.. but still, this never changes my mindset of how NS would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, nose bled again. its been happening frequently nowadays.. im seeing no reason why, it just happens i guess... feeling heaty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently lots of things happened.. the coming together of individuals is an amazing thing.. from total strangers to a pair of BGR parties.. in this week, another pair in my social circle was formed. such things are facinating and sometimes beyond belief.. Quote from Mike Rowe, " u know the thing between u and me, the feeling of such, u caught my eye and i caught yours.. it's magic u know.. have no idea how it happens" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when people say that coincidences dun happen, well they do. very often in fact. miracles do happen, the issue of love. its weird.. haha.. oh well.. wad happens when u cross a ___ and a ___ (edited) ... 0.0... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-852487784750382302?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/852487784750382302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=852487784750382302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ignore stuff and just do the things at hand. the distractions from the current world is extremely irritating, esp. when ur trying to get stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tough to concentrate but when i actually do at times, i am almost never distracted. perhaps i look a tat too serious at times, but thats my way of doing stuff. you either do it or forget about it, dun bother to actually help if ur not interested at all. seriously, it does no good and only deepens whatever dislike anyone has for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being about during open day made me realised that life is a weird thing. what u thought was impossible turned out to be not. the strangest things can happen, when ur trying to pull people to ur store, there'll be this gang outside that belongs to ur team physically, but psychologically they're away, attempting to distant themselves to the greater(?) community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i may not be making much sense now, but i think while i could still remember, this would sound logical until i totally forget what this post is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hypocrisy of mankind is laughable. it's so fake to the majority, yet so real to the target. now i totally understand the true meaning of by-standers being the clearest. the brains behind organisations never seem to be able to pull things together without pulling strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, things do get better.&lt;br /&gt;ken off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-672810632055347864?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/672810632055347864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=672810632055347864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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never go according to plans, and ur life is actually one of those stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today without school seems pretty boring (not that i like to go sch either, but i just have nothing better to do at home). got fifa09 yest, was pretty impressed by it, the graphics, gameplay, arena.. pretty good i guess. chances are the first impression u get from ea sports would be a darn nice game, nth less..&lt;br /&gt;but i doesnt help if u play fifa whole day, it gets bored at times, and when the tv's dry and nth nice to watch, its time to do something useful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to pack my stuff today, well failed cause didnt really started. was just lazing around. the void deck's another place for me to just watch the cars go by and stone. while doing so, began to think about some stuff, the things that really put me off / encourages me / or just simply something interesting that just happen to come across my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see wad i could recall. oh ya.. my life just got darn lucky. was on the "retaining" list during CTs.. the Us i've got is never gonna help me promote. so when i got my results and barely scrapped the "dun have to drop sub." criteria, got pretty happy. though some in class didnt make it, im guessing they'll all come well in the end. heard that the retainees' list contains 15 ppl, 4 canoist, 4 tabletennis players and other random people. good luck dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den again, u've come to know the actual limits of human beings. watched a few shows that showed people with weird skills. YOGA IS FREAKY!... as seen from some show showcasing yoga in India, woo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few stupid thing's been going on my mind, sort of occupied. there's lots of crappy things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff in hand:&lt;br /&gt;- patch up on pw op ppt.&lt;br /&gt;- plan for seniors' farewell&lt;br /&gt;- pack up my notes&lt;br /&gt;- install curtains @ store&lt;br /&gt;- claim whatever outstanding money from treasurer&lt;br /&gt;- and the list cont. as of now, cant think of anymore but im sure there'll be more coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all peeps&lt;br /&gt;nites, *waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8236732646268529933?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8236732646268529933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8236732646268529933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8236732646268529933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8236732646268529933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/10/17th-october.html' title='17th October'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-8103250799410175224</id><published>2008-10-13T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:07:44.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th October</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i really wonder wads wrong with singaporeans. they pick on the smallest of stuff... move to the rear in the bus please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day was going home... boarded the bus and only 2 stops away from home.. so it makes that i should start moving towards the door soon. the bus was packed like crap so it reinforces my point.&lt;br /&gt;moved to the front.. den this "seemingly old man with an act smart brain" came over and told me.. move to the rear please.. "please be more considerate and move backwards".. i just pressed the bell in his face and snubbed him.. haha.. oh man i feel so accomplished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. that day when i came home from bugis.. decided to take 130 home... the bus went pass kitchener road.. and i swear i saw an old man gang boarding the bus.. there was like 7(?) of them boarding the bus.. with tattoos and other stuff.. they talk in hokkien and occasionally swear.. lol!.. so old already still act beng.. really.. not funny.. just that they're a big joke.. i was on a seat btw... den they all came up.. i was like.. forget it ur not having my seat.. i just pretended to  sleep... the old man gangs totally rock man :)... so nice.. gheeeez!.. wake up ur idea oldies.. aint u guys a tat too old for that now.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to buses.. im guessing i should come up with some suggestions like situating the exit door at the back... den this solves the problem with people not moving to the rear.. simple enough.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for my fifa 09.. tmr my bro buying for me... well if he can find that is.. lol.. his friend said he saw it.. so asked him to help me buy.. was like discussing with my dad about the economy.. sian.. we're like predicting what will happen.. what he wants to do.. and what suggestions do i have... lol.. and he's flying to penang tmr for free... going to inspect some swimming pool.. his project... but the boss gave him the tickets.. haha.. project going on for 2 years le.. how long do u actually take to build a pool -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok den.. time to go do work.. erm halogens?.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8103250799410175224?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8103250799410175224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8103250799410175224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8103250799410175224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8103250799410175224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/10/13th-october.html' title='13th October'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7881042302456992654</id><published>2008-10-08T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:15:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th October</title><content type='html'>erm.. feeling bored. im sick and tired of pw. just finished the dummy's guide for hotmail users on singnet. haha lame.. i just know that for OP, we've got to clear it asap and well. dun wanna flunk it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was playing basketball.. morning assembly was horrendous. had to stand thru prize presentation. after seeing like 50 people shaking hands with principal, u sort of pity her... she had to shake 50 hands leh.. no a simple job.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den had free periods for bio and econs tutorial, teachers wun free...&lt;br /&gt;was looking forward to pe until we realised what it was. some dancing classes.. was sian-ed, dun mind playing netball though.. but dancing's not my stuff.. brain muscle coordination was pretty bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den played with the ip guys full court basketball for nearly an hour.. tired sia.. den went home lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gheez... anyway here's the guide... lazy to attach file on other websites, so here's the one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here's a dummy's guide to solving your hotmail issues. Live mail sucks and its very laggy.&lt;br /&gt;this should work since its the most viable method online and many tried and succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open up internet explorer.&lt;br /&gt;2. At the top left area of the window, click on the "tools" option&lt;br /&gt;3. Move down to "internet options" and click on it&lt;br /&gt;4. At the top of the screen, there should be tabs, select the "connections" tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that all of you all that need this are using broadband, dialup users please do not follow the steps below:&lt;br /&gt;(Dial up users please look for me directly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Under the LAN connection button, select "LAN settings".&lt;br /&gt;6. Tick the box under "proxy settings": Use a proxy server for your LAN .......&lt;br /&gt;7. In the address box: type in "proxy.singnet.com.sg"&lt;br /&gt;8. In the port box: type in 8080&lt;br /&gt;9. Click on the OK button and close the windows&lt;br /&gt;10. Restart your Internet Explorer, hotmail should work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If it still fails, change the Proxy that you typed in to proxy2.singnet.com.sg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If hotmail still doesn't work, follow the same steps all the way to step 8&lt;br /&gt;9. Untick the box that says: Automatically detect settings&lt;br /&gt;10. Tick the box under proxy that says: Bypass proxy server for local addresses&lt;br /&gt;11. Click on the OK button and close the windows&lt;br /&gt;12. Restart your internet explorer, hotmail should work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case that hotmail still fails, try to untick the box in step 10 in the above steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all fails, please download the newest version of Internet Explorer, (ie. Internet Explorer 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For firefox users, the same steps  apply, the only difference is that your connection tab does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After selecting Options:&lt;br /&gt;1. At the top bar there should be this "Advanced" Tab&lt;br /&gt;2. There would be 4 more tabs, select the "Network" tab&lt;br /&gt;3. Under connection, select "Settings"&lt;br /&gt;4. Select Manual proxy configuration&lt;br /&gt;5. Type in the same thing as above under the HTTP Proxy,&lt;br /&gt;  Proxy: proxy.singnet.com.sg       Port: 8080&lt;br /&gt;6. Save your settings and close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If it still fails, change the Proxy that you typed in to proxy2.singnet.com.sg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If hotmail still fails, move back to the connection settings page.&lt;br /&gt;Select the option: Use this proxy server for all protocols.&lt;br /&gt;Hotmail should work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: IF ALL STILL FAILS AND YOUR HOTMAIL IS STILL NOT WORKING, IM SORRY AND HAVE NO SOLUTIONS FOR THEM, PLEASE FOLLOW THE EXTREME MEASURES STATED BELOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Change your internet service provider to Starhub&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;- Stick to Live Mail&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;- Start praying that Singnet solves the issue for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK thats the end of the guide&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright© belongs to shabbies, aka. ken, aka. llama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7881042302456992654?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7881042302456992654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7881042302456992654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7881042302456992654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/7881042302456992654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/10/8th-october.html' title='8th October'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1753540292105066353</id><published>2008-10-03T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:44:10.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd October</title><content type='html'>yay fifa 09... ok kidding.. nationwide release on the 14th.. zzz.. haha lol.. made me happy for nth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was games' day... played well... games.. touch rug in fact.. we were the hot favourites to win.. NOT.. lets see.. lost 3 drawn 2.. how cool's that.. in fact.. we last in so many games that i wun be surprised aqua comes last.. haha.. gg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den.. went adam road food centre to eat with fb... prawn noodles were pretty good.. ended up getting 4 bowls for sonia eunice2 cheryl and muaself.. im surprised that over-rated food for once does not taste bad.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to macs for ice-cream and watched mikel swirl in a ride meant for 7 yr olds.. not 17.. haha.. sonia's house was next.. fixing her com and stuff.. COOL MAN FOUND OUT SOMETHING DAMN FUN!... srysry... she has like 9 gb of crap and junk.. lol.. internet temp folder busted.. gg.. haha first time see before sia.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasabi fillet is quite good i think... like the taste.. was just nice... crapped out for a while.. den joked around and discussed for volleyball and presents for____ (to be filled in.. lets not spoil the party just yet (: ).... lol.. lame lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok lets go slack around now.. oh ya.. so sry shaun.. panged u :) .... i sincerely apologise for my issue.. haha... bb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1753540292105066353?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1753540292105066353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1753540292105066353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1753540292105066353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1753540292105066353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/10/3rd-october.html' title='3rd October'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-349517712656117349</id><published>2008-10-01T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:56:56.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st October</title><content type='html'>happy childrens' day... haha so sad for those kids.. got scammed of 1 extra holiday -.- ... oh wells.. gheez haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway... havent really got time to blog anyway... too tired the last few days... today shall do compilation of wadeva i did.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see..&lt;br /&gt;EDIT LAST POST: nelson piquet crashed too :) ..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. after F1 on sun.. slept and studied abit for chem spa the next morning.. went for chem spa den..&lt;br /&gt;skill D was simple... really... considering the fact i had nearly 40 mins after writing my 5th error... -.-... might as well write 2 more den.. no harm done.. haha.. was  really time wasting.. give us so much time for wad.. this again leads to my 2nd point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agreed to meet nicole and zhangxin @ 6 amk station.. thought the spa was supposed to be 1 hr long.. den turned out to be 1.5hr.. so.. had to make them wait for like -.-... 1/2 hr more.. haha sooo sry.. *bows in apology*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok went to 3i chalet.. was quite fun.. but den again... its quite lame.. since by the time i went.. they all siam le.. left those that're intending to stay thru the night.. haha.. hmm nicole learnt how to mj.. she learnt a socialising skill now..haha... (oh neos... we taught something bad to her).. haha.. victor and suchin... ie. lovebirds.. went out to walk for nearly 4 whole hours.. hmm wads there to talk about.. only came back at nearly 4+ am... gheez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried playing mahjong thru the night.. failed badly.. by the 1st round.. we're all dead.. haha.. in the end watched meteor garden for 1 hr.. den slept.. haha... the girls watched all 18 episodes in one day.. damn champions... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok was damn tired when i got home the next day... slept for 4 hrs right after i came home... den slept again.. before waking up today at 8 to get to sentosa for fb outing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fb outing was pretty much okay i guess.. play awfully pathetically for volleyball and frisbee... caught the game in the end finally... haha.. well.. got pretty much sunburnt.. haha.. lol.. im looking like a lobster again.. when was the last time i got sunburnt... hmm.. some time back alrdy.. haha.. gheez..&lt;br 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messa flunked.. mclaren leads constructors and hamilton has a 7 pt lead over messa.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi went boom.. with trulli booming before and barichello(?).. haha gg u... flew and poof.. off the grid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okieokie.. enough of F1.. chem spa tmr.. wooot.. not too glad about it.. esp. when bbq's tmr too.. haha.. just gotta rush abit.. can play mahjong tmr too.. wooooo... hands itchy.. so sry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey just rescheduled the reformating.. aww man.. gonna wait awhile more for me to wreck.... oh i mean repair her com -.-.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every man has his evil smiles.... found that out from some variety show.. the kindest of man can have the evilest of smiles.. scary.. u never know wads behind that angel face -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to slack around and sleep... bb world.&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1655224092211145246</id><published>2008-09-27T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:08:47.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th September</title><content type='html'>woo after promos.. haha no idea wad to do now... nope im no mugger.. just that im pretty bored of games.. haha.. cant wait for 3rd Oct... fifa 09 coming out.. doh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but slacking's pretty fun :).. oh ya.. F1 this weekend.. finally Singaporean Grand Prix :)... haha.. mclaren shall reign supreme again... but alonso clocked best time yest.. gheez.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ny cousin coming over later.. den can game with him.. yay.. at least he wun dc halfway.. unlike all the other times that he played at home.. gheez.. crappy com.. aka.. carton pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. sonia's asking me over to fix her com.. -.-... nvm lah.. nth better to do at home.. might as well spend it helping others... aww man.. aint i a saint?... hahaha kidding.. actually.. i just enjoy doing such stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTA4's pretty good.. esp multiplayer... get to see alot of noobs who cant aim for nuts.. :)&lt;br /&gt;lets play.. and play again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ken off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1655224092211145246?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-561393279911905774</id><published>2008-09-21T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:28:05.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st September</title><content type='html'>tmr's the day le... pretty tensed up. dunno wad else is there to study for econs.. frankly speaking.. dun really think i actually studied enough... but oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's dinner was gooooood. had sushi again!.. its like the 2nd time in 2 weeks o.o... haha... gg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone up for swimming.. im getting tired swimming alone... sian leh.. 1 hr at the pool doing nth but laps is pretty boring... lucky never doze off and drown o.o... im thinking of going intensive after promos... see how it goes before i start... later no time also cannot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who actually knew u could flow a flute with ur "inner tongue"... -.-... sry watching tv now... some lame variety show... not really tempted by the food though.. since dinner was pretty filling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. time for me to go read my econs... last time..&lt;br /&gt;byebye.. ken off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: looking forward to bbq :)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-561393279911905774?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/561393279911905774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=561393279911905774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lol... was pretty good... here's the end result :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SNUMw0w7GMI/AAAAAAAAACM/1pFFc7ViRKg/s1600-h/Dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SNUMw0w7GMI/AAAAAAAAACM/1pFFc7ViRKg/s320/Dinner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248114973707278530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm lol... sry.. forgot to take before dinner -.-.. was pretty good lah.. except the quantities were a lot... nearly couldnt finish -.-... oh well.. had salted egg with vegs -.-, deer's meat, fish, and some noodles! + the steamboat of course... haha.. to think that its supposed to be steamboat but we ordered all these other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos coming up very very very soon.. like on mon!... gg me... better study harder wor... dun think i've studied enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. ok i shall go study le..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-220911911643459001?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/220911911643459001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=220911911643459001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/220911911643459001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/220911911643459001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/09/20th-september.html' 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topics.. partly because i self-studied for them.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den again.. did some work over the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. found my dad cooking today.. haha.. he was like cooking fried egg.. not omelette.. but really deep-fried egg... egg in pot of hot oil straight.. no need for other stuff.. haha.. taste rather.. weird.. not the one that he i ate at the restaurant.. his tasted much more fluffier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im freaking out.. and not really doing stuff... oh well.. F1 today was crazy!.. hamilton came in 7.. massa 6... vettel first.. woah.. o.o.. oh ya.. not to forget heki came in 2nd and kimi was 12th!.. proves something.. mclaren's still better than ferrari.. !! shocking.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. better do  some concrete revision man.. dun wanna get distracted no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-6566657989897790981?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/6566657989897790981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=6566657989897790981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wor.. nv dose off!.. its a start.. woah.. revision's nt going on too well though... today's the 1st week im nt gonna have anything after school for the whole week :).. miss those days when im so free... gheez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. nose bled today.. its coming back again.. from the ever so frequent once a day.. to not once in like a few months.. now its back.. been bleeding for the past few days.. o.o... dunno why.. weird nose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad went to see some condo open house a few days back.. its just across the street from here.. literally!.. cost.. 1.2m for 2 rooms, 1.5m for 3 rooms.. wads the point in spending such cash on a house no bigger than mine o.o... dun really see the point.. perhaps im the strange one here.. but seriously.. dun see the point, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. lets go sleep ba.. tmr got pe!... haha looking forward to all the pe lessons now... so fun.. den release at 12.30... hmm.. about 14 hrs later i'll be back... dun miss me too much ok com?.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1010506917342307772?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1010506917342307772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1010506917342307772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1010506917342307772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1010506917342307772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/09/8th-september.html' title='8th September'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-3050857899347245014</id><published>2008-09-06T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:07:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th September</title><content type='html'>lets see.. today went over to some relative's house for her 21st bdae... gheez.. speaking of it i blew my top there.. sucks man.. some darn business about the cake coming late and everyone else wanna like go home... only to be held back by some person that thou shall not mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my new specs today also.. hmmm i think the degree abit cocked up.. cause can feel this tinge of giddyness on the right side... right brain and eye abit screwed.. see how it goes.. if it doesnt get any better by next week.. shall go get them changed and checked again... dun wanna be wearing some screwed up specs for promos.. hunts the brain badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing a com is always simpler than studying.. why is gaming so easily picked up while studying's just so tough... cant studying be as simple as gaming.. dunno why i can remember the gaming info much easier than recalling bio facts or chem definitions and assumptions.. gheez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now.. having a mahjong game outside my room.. so can hear all the tiles clanging and stuff going on.. noisy seh... at its like 1am now!... just that they try to keep it down and not cause any complaints flying this way.. oh well.. time to get on with life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242197982086976322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... went to have my eye checked... apparently went up by erm.. 50.. lol... might as well get a new pair of specs... or else need to leave it there for a day.. a day without sight... bad.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. also got a new pair of sneakers.. found out that my old pair has a huge hole by my toe area.. can see my sock through that hole lol!.. no wonder i keep feeling weird stuff inside my shoe.. haha.. lets see.. gathered sand, some weird tiny ball, threads.. blahblah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've this bad habit to lazing around after i wake up.. cant seem to get into work straight away.. doesnt help if i set alarms, only to be woken up and shuts it off, and get right back to bed... i shld try again tmr!.. must succeed.. wake up by 8 and shower.. that shld help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading thru my past posts.. realised i've matured once again... haha.. feel embarassed by the past post... dunno why.. sometimes i really have no idea why i actually felt that way.. im learning from my past posts.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. tmr im going onto my distant relative's 21st bdae party.. hmm den collect my new specs.. cant really see much of a dif though... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ken signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4047685520322293608?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4047685520322293608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4047685520322293608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4047685520322293608'/><link 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September</title><content type='html'>happy birthday mummy!!! :) ... today we celebrated my mum's bdae.. went out to king's corpthorne for buffet dinner... ate like lots of stuff.. hmmm.. lets see.. sashimi, prawns, beef wellingtons (???), pasta, sirloin, oysters... wooo.. lots of them.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the end result -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SL1-GZzX7SI/AAAAAAAAAB8/trR4tPI2eBo/s1600-h/Buffet+Outcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SL1-GZzX7SI/AAAAAAAAAB8/trR4tPI2eBo/s320/Buffet+Outcome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241484189799804194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den again.. the meal's pretty good.. and not too ex also.. as compared to the sushi that we can eat.. this time was pretty little... partly cause its a buffet also.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. we've got a cake back also.. hmm.. perhaps tmr den we cut.. since the official day's tmr.. haha.. well ok den.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio spa today was pretty ok.. quite expected lah the results.. just that the graph's screwed.. as usual.. forced to draw a best fit line.. just dunno whether its supposed to be drawn this way -.-&lt;br /&gt;aiya gg...&lt;br /&gt;study dude..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8786933369579535225?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8786933369579535225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8786933369579535225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4897495290119991036</id><published>2008-09-01T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:00:52.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st September</title><content type='html'>yoyo..&lt;br /&gt;erm happy teachers' day?&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. havent seen my dad for a few days now... he's staying out lol.. had to accompany some china officials coming to sg... dunno why my dad -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm started mugging(?).. well started on revision kits.. they're ok i guess... just that i seriously need to brush up on my basics before i move on.. havent really spoken to anyone for the past few days.. words with my mum were also minimum.. have no idea why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den again.. there's not much point in speaking... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, went back cat high.. was pretty ok i guess.. met lots of teachers.. chit chat.. blahblah.. went out with 4-6 after that... lunch at J8 food court... den had a gaming session with like 9 other classmates... zzz.. wasnt really that satisfying either.. no idea why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. tmr's bio spa.. hope i dun screw up.. (but there isint really much to screw up about.. after all those leaks by teachers)... zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all.. ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4897495290119991036?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4897495290119991036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4897495290119991036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4897495290119991036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4897495290119991036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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prinkles... seaweed and halls.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok den.. currently i've got a chem test to study for... shld be quite ok lah.. just need to relearn about hybridisation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gheez... lol.. watching beijing closing ceremony... missed the previous one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok den..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1466604698029135273?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1466604698029135273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1466604698029135273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;pie.&lt;br /&gt;pi.&lt;br /&gt;promos (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget my nonsense above..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. promos just round the corner.. its the time of the year where people freak out and start worrying about stuff.. u either buck up or lose out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbies' feeling down... worrying about promos.. got so many topic to cover.. yet to study... lecture's still going on as per normal.. seriously doubting the system that this school's following..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applauding my ability to doze of in lectures... how to stop them.. no idea.. tried to sleep early, doesnt work... tried drinking chicken's essence, doesnt work... tried eating sweets, doesnt work all the time.... tried to sit up, no use.... im telling myself not to sleep... but dunno why.. will unknowingly ko... as of now.. only when im seating right beside my ex classmates den i wun sleep.. but we all tend to talk alot and ask each other qns.. ended up missing some parts here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicely done dude..&lt;br /&gt;how?... hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4047250511280288588?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4047250511280288588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4047250511280288588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4047250511280288588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4047250511280288588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. got MGS4... army of 2.. DW6 and GTA 4... wanted to get fifa 08.. den realised that fifa 09 coming out in 2 mths.. dun waste money.. might as well get it like in oct... at least got time to play also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i shld really sleep early now... brain's quite dead.. in fact.. really dead... doh.. haha.. lets go play pool someday.. suddenly got the urge to do so... gheez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok.. ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-763392045448876084?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/763392045448876084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=763392045448876084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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amazingly in sch i was pretty ok wor.. den just died when i came home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky done my gp work in sch.. erm math was pretty ok i guess.. still working on it..&lt;br /&gt;i damn pissed.. not with school work.. with my dad..&lt;br /&gt;dunno why.. just pissed.. he seems to be insulting me with every sentence.. cant be bothered to talk to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stormed out the room after he came in.. went out to watch tv..&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna go shut myself in the room and sleep... cant stand the tv no more.. olympics make me sleep. drowsy now.. talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8884628962765715356?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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few friends walking about in some random mall.. den all of the sudden we went to some ambassy and i started to ask if they actually charge for the parking spaces there.. den.. we drove off in an awfully cramped car to some (wedding?) dinner.. den i went to the toilet .. wtf?!.. haha..  den i came out and kana police raid.. the officers were getting some gangsters.. but they'll awfully kind to us as compared to the rest of the people...  den i woke up.. :( .. haha weird eh?... crazy at times.. must be the weird gangster show i watched before i slept.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den again.. im still stuck at my work.. dunno how to cont.. sian tmr go and ask people ba.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ken off... byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7362800074854027017?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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(u know the feeling when u're about to get fever).. den had bio test... was stressing up alrdy.. but still quite ok.. went for PE.. thought after i sweat it out shld be ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den came econs tut.. totally KO-ed... died on the table... ate panadol from kenyan.. den helped abit i guess... den during GP.. konked out again... haiz... den was math... was too busy trying to catch wad he was teaching to konk out.. den.. didnt go choir.. went to the doctor's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.. can we like mix all the med?... dunno leh.. i ate panadol + funny med from home + funny med doc gave + honey drink o.o... scully all counter each other.. gg me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now.. i have sonia yap screaming down my neck to get me to sleep.. yah... ok i shall sleep le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez. ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4577316869457017057?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4577316869457017057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4577316869457017057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4577316869457017057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4577316869457017057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/08/13th-august.html' title='13th August'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-3102061111977274998</id><published>2008-08-11T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:17:49.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th August</title><content type='html'>havent posted in a while.. hmm.. sort of busy.. the usual stuff i suppose.. clearing work... o.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see now.. most recently.. on friday.. had bbq with 3i... sort of became a clique outing.. but oh well.. im mean.. everyone has outings on friday... supposedly many think alike.. haha.. im totally disappointed... cause zhengjun panged me... nice :0... sian... oh ya... am i supposed to pay for the bbq?.. forgot le... remind me the next time i see yall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm yest.. went out with my family for breakfast.. den decided to go funan and get my laptop bag... den ended up.. my dad got "persuaded" to get a full-HD 32' TV... he says gonna hang it up in my room... den my bro got damn nice reaction ah... "does that mean its gonna be ps3 and not wii?".. haha he asked me.. im like o.o... ok lor.. ps3 it is.. so my dad agreed to pay for the console.. i shall pay for the games.. oh well.. thats good :)... gonna go get it this weekend.. guess im going to the yishun place.. the one that my cuz told me about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see... i cant watch tv le.. dunno why cant seem to stand them... keep dozing off every now and then.. so decided to just go msn and chat.. do random stuff and ya... that shld be it.. not really in a mood to mug.. tired... maybe.. tmr i will mug.. since no choir.. den release at 12.30.. ok :) ... good time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok den... that shld be it.. bye!&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-3102061111977274998?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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forgot to get off the bus.. damn it... missed my stop lol.. den had to walk all the way back.. lucky was just like a few hundred metres more.. if its like the highway stops ah.. im so gonna kill nat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out something hilarious today.. my dad and mum got retained at the woodlands customs today.. lol!... turns out my dad carelessly took his friend's passport yest while playing golf... den today wanted to go in msia to get some blueprints for his project.. den tio caught at customs... he didnt even notice he got the wrong passport lol.. was interrogated for like an hour or so.. den got warning letter somemore.. haha joker sia... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. im rushing stuff... just completed eom draft 2.. now got econs essay to complete... oh well... have fun ken.. u'll love ur workload..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-7934402208823970570</id><published>2008-07-30T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:30:58.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th July</title><content type='html'>hmm.. went for caal today.. perhaps its one of the best caal sessions i've ever went.. cause we didnt have to handle kids at all i suppose -.-... went there did lots of saikung.. like cut paper.. decorate the place up for National Day and Beijing 08.. weird though... we're here teaching the kids about all those stuff.. well supposed to.. in the end the 5 guys ended up drawing and cutting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den again... that's wad i like about it.. not doing anything... after some horrific experience with certain kids.. i've learnt to fear them.. let them do what they want man... bunch of innocent (?) people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and decided to do some stuff... well tried... fell asleep soon after coming home.. perhaps im just too shack.. did some stuff .. ya..  that shld be all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to carry the whole PW file home.. dumb me.. forgot to leave in kenyan's locker.. sian... teacher wanted us to submit today leh.. but den when i wanted to.. the room's locked.. so might as well hand up tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well gonna miss choir games day coz of consolidation tmr... drats.. intending to quickly finish my work and hope that consolidation ends early.. or choir ends later.. (which shld nt be the case).. gonna play my fill in the morning.. meeting the guys up for games.. soccer i think.. at least satisfy my crave for games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out we're released at 10 on 8/08.. nice :) .. though some schools out there dun even have to go to school.. but oh well.. we're njc.. thats the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. dozing off again.. time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;bye, ken signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-7934402208823970570?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/7934402208823970570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=7934402208823970570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;today went to bukit timah hill... went to climb that place to take some photos and videos for our PW... sian leh.. we had to fake out a good chunk of it.. our "interested participants" were more of "innocent bystanders"... gheez ... we climbed all the way up lor... but we chose the shortest route.. no point going all the way up... our "participants" wun be happy also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den came home alone as usual... found out got a whole chunk of work to be cleared.. how about that.. i tried starting work at 3... den after slacking and a slight case of dosing off... finally got to work at 4... did bio prac and bio consolidation structured.. completed them by dinner.. den had dinner alone!!!.. cause mum went out.. so i went out to the kitchen alone and fed myself.. sat back down in front of com and did more work... well AQ's.. pretty straightforward if im right... but den again... i'd never know how i'll fare.. hope that my way of writing AQ's right... dun wanna get the wrong concept about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm bbq on 8 Aug.. nice :) ... waiting for that day :). .... but agreed caleb that i'll do morning singing after NDay... sian... o.o... hope by 9 Aug i'll complete my work.. hope so... hoping... but chances are slim.. considering the piling up of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... time for bed... though im nt done with econs.. heck lah.. could do abit during PW.. since my group done with presentation.. ok done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.. ken off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-2935619670616970582?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/2935619670616970582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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WR not out yet.. den some dumb guy wanted us to present.. to practice our OP.... im beginning to hate him... he's causing me to spend unnecessary time working on not-so-urgent stuff.. cant do my own work and study for my own test... bad test results blame who?... me ah... screw off man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent felt so pissed over sch before... tmr ends at 8 for me.. reach home at 9... got econs essay, bio test to study for... this = no need to sleep until 1... = sleepy on friday = sleep during lectures = never listen = dun understand = bad results = mug late at night = sleepy again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well done... nice cycle u have there.. keep that up for the next few month and say hi to the new J1 batch next year when u become their classmates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as of now.. im still waiting for the rest of my group to send me PI.. tmr some guy wants it again... he suddenly threw a bomb at us today... "hiiiiii people... tmr i need your PW file.. with all PIs and GPPs inside... (gives the disgusting smile)... " very nice eh... great way to end the day.. very very nice.. and im still waiting for PI.. unless i do my econs essay now.. i wun have time tmr... if they still dun send me their PI... dun come blame me tmr when our group cant hand up PW file... cause i dun give a f***king damn about it... who asked yall nv send me the stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw this life man... horrid... and tests and deadlines have to pop up at the same time.. what kind of life is a life of an NJcian, lemme tell u.. a screwed up one.... so screwed u wun understand it until u become part of it... so screwed that sometimes.. i feel like giving up... so screwed that... days i just dread waking up in the morning to go to sch... seriously.. cant time just stop for  like 1 whole day.. for me to clear up the shit i have left... please?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-9025551096804021873?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/9025551096804021873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=9025551096804021873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/9025551096804021873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/9025551096804021873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/23th-july.html' title='23rd July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1563629187259094079</id><published>2008-07-21T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:19:33.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st July</title><content type='html'>today... was pretty.... ok.... got lots of stuff though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thurs.. need to get ready powerpoint for PW presentation.. trying to fix the bluetooth now.. hopefully it works out on thurs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. we've got bio consolidation test on thurs... bio tutorial test on friday... and lots of crappy assignments to hand it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently found out something interesting... Mr Eric Gwee... ex-09S03I teacher... found his name on NJC's chem website.. as one of the teachers in charge of the website.. maybe he's just a moderator there.. afterall.. he's an ex-NJcian... but its weird though.. why was his name there? o.o.. unless he's like teaching there now -.-... ima go kaypo tmr.. check if he's really there not... haha woah.. imagine Eric Gwee teaching me again o.O... rendezvous -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr.. got choir wor... ending late again.. means tmr night chances are i dun get to do much stuff.. back from choir = konked... how to do work o.o... think ima rush out the work tmr afternoon... like before choir -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay.. my bluetooth done installing le.. gotta restart com.. see if it works :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1563629187259094079?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1563629187259094079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=1563629187259094079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1563629187259094079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/1563629187259094079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/21st-july.html' title='21st July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4072636824385895805</id><published>2008-07-20T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:50:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINH-4M3BrI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ba97wO5PZPM/s1600-h/Road+Back+Home+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINH-4M3BrI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ba97wO5PZPM/s320/Road+Back+Home+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225099138243692210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Journey Home:&lt;br /&gt;After CS's competition, we decided to just go off... It's pretty much a slow walk home, just a few random cars passing me by as i walk.. alone -.-... what supposed to be a 10min walk soon turned to nearly half an hour... as i stroll along the sides of RJ.. at night.. all seems quiet.. nth goes on around this district at  night... for once the streets of Singapore are pretty much empty.. 0 activity... im just alone here... the long walk home on the pavement.. its amazing to see that even at that time of the night, RJ's still lit... just empty... walked past the basketball court from the other side of the fence... reminds me of some horror movie.. where the ball bounces alone on the court -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINK6pIP7bI/AAAAAAAAABs/RnRAQonyybg/s1600-h/Road+Back+Home+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINK6pIP7bI/AAAAAAAAABs/RnRAQonyybg/s320/Road+Back+Home+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225102364013227442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINKAWJvczI/AAAAAAAAABk/yALRMvB75Gg/s1600-h/Road+Back+Home+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINKAWJvczI/AAAAAAAAABk/yALRMvB75Gg/s320/Road+Back+Home+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225101362486801202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the roads are silent.. empty junctions...  silence's in the air...  the traffic's so distant that they appear  like stars in the nightsky, luminous yet quiet... an empty feeling's in me.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINLDkXJo_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/gyN3_zfpl8Q/s1600-h/Road+Back+Home+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/SINLDkXJo_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/gyN3_zfpl8Q/s320/Road+Back+Home+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225102517352375282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt realised this part of my neighbourhood changed so much in the last few months, the station's almost done, can see the lights lit, the  traffic junction's all fixed up... seems so unfamiliar to me.. sometimes i really miss the messy lights and crossings, the mixed up feeling that i get..&lt;br /&gt;the last time i went pass was like... i dunno.. after Feb?.. ya... that shld be it... used to be the route that i take everyday.. now its like o.O...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha im pretty much emo-ing around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit whining ken.. ur life's like that.. face it..&lt;br /&gt;CS did a pretty good job with the competition.. he got 1st i think -.- ... nonono 99.99% chance he'll top.. unless so rich kid spent like 1k on votes on some other guy.. or else ya.. shld be it...&lt;br /&gt;and got  sooooo screwed.. when realised that i dragged sonia and mikel the wrong way.. opps -.-.. *peace... pity my pocket plz... :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay.. im done with it le... *waves&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4072636824385895805?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4072636824385895805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4072636824385895805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-6466537465853206370</id><published>2008-07-18T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:18:04.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th July</title><content type='html'>this is a weird day.. the last time i remembered this date was when im like p1?... that time i kept thinking my birthday was in july -.-... 17th july in fact.. didnt know i was a may baby.. haha... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently.. updates!... glad i chucked 3 pieces of paper off my 'to-do' list.. soooo glad.. at least im done with econs, bio and chem prac... today was like any other day in sch i guess.. nth much happened.. though i knew alot more about sooi... i mean a lot!.. like how he feels in his class... how he looks at stuff... and how well i actually click with people o.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro's being as asss again.. he just told me tmr he dun need go sch.. got e-learning... but he going sentosa and play o.o... cause weekends coming mah... at 12mn.. he's still gaming and talking crap with his friends... gheeeeeez.. wads this world coming to!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy!... been trying to keep awake in class.. but to no avail.. learnt a new trick though.. if getting sleepy just drink some water... and sit up straight.. slap urself a few times -.-... ya.. that shld keep u awake for the next 5 mins.. until the pain goes  away... ur throat's no longer filled with water.. and u lay back on the chair.. well done ken... keep this up and U's will be served right in ur face -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just love honey... mum made me this honey drink.. feels much better after drinking it.. she actually did realised that i've been working late nowadays.. rushing work.. aiya its my fault lah.. im a procrastinator.. but im trying to change.. oh well.. trying's the word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gheez.. its getting late.. going off le..&lt;br /&gt;ken off.&lt;div 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Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1402030233980913676</id><published>2008-07-16T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:30:24.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th July</title><content type='html'>today's pretty busy.. apart from the apparent fate of handing up EOM 1st draft tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for caal today.. seriously havent been there for like 2 mths? .. only been there twice.. aiya other classes also dun have.. gheez. quite waste time.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed home right after sch.. decided its about time i start on my EOM.. completed EOM and bio project concept map.. sigh.. den mugged for chem test tmr.. there's bio essay test tmr also.. but i think tmr go sch earlier and mug le... today really tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missssss bball... had a few shots last week... nt bad wor.. chopped a few times on ABC.. haha won ABC in the end.. -.-... i wannna play actual game.. but chances are i'll stand there and wait for shots.. haha... wont be running about as much... im not a bballer ok?. i just enjoy playing ball.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeeeeepy le... tmr no catnap.. haha.. buahbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1402030233980913676?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/1402030233980913676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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way im getting that.. as for PS3.. the games rock.. but den just realised my tv doesnt support HD.. so not much use.. i could always hook it up to my laptop though.. but i think my mum's gonna kill me if she finds out -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... it boils down to... wii or ps3.. haha dunno lah.. save money first.. haha :) ... luke wrote something weird to me.. saying that he havent seen me in a while and asked me if im free on monday 0.0... weeeeeird. its only like 1 mth since i saw him .... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he got the wrong person.. haha he and his DADA... he's going bonkes!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADA! ... dododooooodgoooogooogaaagaaaaaaagaaaa poop!....&lt;br /&gt;ignore the strange annotations... dunno wad im typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay toodoos.. adios.&lt;br /&gt;off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-1497978031044036482</id><published>2008-07-10T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:21:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th July</title><content type='html'>today.. oO.. sry brain dead. just finished math VA... as in really finished.. not almost. :) ... spent 5 solid hours on it... it'd better fetch me a good score.. or.. gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really bad wor.. tmr got chem test.. but math va is 10% of promos.. cant screw that up.. so put math va first.. ended up.. havent started for chem test.. well done.. but its 2 topics only.. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;timed somemore... 15mins o.o... even the streamed science classes cant finish.. wad about me.. -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies when u do stuff... sat on my bed and on my com for 5 hours.. heard all the songs through.. haha... my com's going crazy... it shutted my dreamweaver like 9999999 million times... every now and den it just goes poof.. and dreamweaver off... darn... better let my com sleep.. or else he siao le and im dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro's being an ass again... when im busying rushing my work.. he sits beside me and game... very very distracting.. very. but cant complain... dif age mah... wait 1 1/2 years... and i'll game in front of him when he studying for O's.. muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry crazy now. dun mind me... brain's not really working.. uber lots of typo... o.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok byebye... going to mug for chem le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-1497978031044036482?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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before.. 死无对证.. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never knew the papers out from the machine could be so hot o.o.. haha... jammed the machine like 5 times.. got the others queuing behind me pretty much pissed... i hogged the machine for like 1/2 hr.... gheez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe im a psychic.. somehow.. o.o... was i emo-ing today?... feel that im just acting myself... wads wrong?.. can sense stuff going on de.. she's feeling down these few days.. but how did i know? she never tell me wor... haha.. i can sense wads with her :) ... feel so accomplished... o.O... but why am i affected?... zzzzz bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i swear i didnt receive the NDP disc.. well remember i took from clarissa.. but dunno where i left it.. not in my bag wor.. hmm o.O.. aiya at most go kope from someone and burn... speaking of burning... got to burn 20 discs for some event.. wtf.. well i volunteered.. so... dunno wad came over me though.. but i think i shld be able to claim ba.. can slowly take my time and burn.. use 3 coms lor.. just gonna take a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok den.. ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-8668079485819799107?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/8668079485819799107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=8668079485819799107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8668079485819799107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/8668079485819799107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/9th-july.html' title='9th July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5867898106637313259</id><published>2008-07-08T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:41:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th July</title><content type='html'>today's a... screwed (?) day.. not too good.. firstly.. i was deprived of my shortest day, since tuesdays are usually my shortest days, dismissal at 12.30... but some strange stroke of luck, the school decided to switch today with monday's timetable, with sooooo coincidentally, appears to be my longest day ...  gheeez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun? maybe.. dunno. well.. at least no ikibana o.o ... YAY!.. have i mentioned i totally hated floral arrangement? ... guess i did heh.. well... he didnt come today.. was sick!... oh my.. how lucky can i get?.. see less of him = clearer understanding of PW.. he comes in with a contradicting statement each week... rebuts what he said the previous week and totally demands something new from us.. what in the world.. sometimes.. i seriously have no idea what he wants for PW... his worksheets dun make much sense to me either.. sometimes whatever he says rings no bell in my head... totally new.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou shall not speak of thee. gheeez. hmph. how's life?.. wad's life? dunno. everyday's been pretty mundane.. go home.. shower, tries to watch 1 hr of TV, tries not to fall asleep while doing so, switches on the com, play music, column writing, blog, and start on proper work until 12 (?)... sleep. that's the life of a no-life. have to catch up with stuff i guess... dun want the same results for promos.. doesnt look too good now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time for the last period of my day.. completing sch work... oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5867898106637313259?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5867898106637313259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5867898106637313259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5867898106637313259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5867898106637313259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/8th-july.html' title='8th July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4124443661286974054</id><published>2008-07-07T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:09:41.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th July (End)</title><content type='html'>haha... didnt realise my last post was past midnight.. lol.. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today was pretty much uneventful... went to Jurong East to do bio project... was alright i guess... as usual took 1 hr to get there... 17 stops on the train.. well done kenneth... wouldnt have survived without my phone... started project at 1.. talked rot and slacked around.. when everyone actually got settled down.. was about 2 le.. den chiong project... was pretty productive i guess...  den completed by 5.30... reached home at 7 -.-...  project was pure bullshit throughout.. dunno wad i was typing.. just blabbered my way through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner blahblah.. got angry over some stupid stuff that i shant continue.. tried to sit down and do econs.. found out was pure piece of shit.. cant do no nuts.. o.o... woah.. tmr need to go sch ask people liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to reviewcolumn and suddenly.. poof!.. inspiration.. wow... wrote an article in under 10mins... things just rushed through my brain and typed everything down.. lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to think about non-important stuff... o.O.. wonder wad are they though... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deadlines to rush.. math VA!... oh my... doesnt look too interactive leh.. but no time to change le.. sigh.. handing up this week.. just dunno which date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. tmr doing floral arrangement.. (whatever u call that in jap).. totally dread tmr.. wad's that about.. doing arrange flowers to experience the journey of that guy's life.. well done.. cant wait to rip those flowers to shreds.. chances are i might..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooooo... ken off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4124443661286974054?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4124443661286974054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4124443661286974054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4124443661286974054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4124443661286974054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/7th-july-end.html' title='7th July (End)'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4739136915285607901</id><published>2008-07-07T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:03:35.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th July</title><content type='html'>today's grandpa's birthdae... wheeee... happy bdae... have fun with granny.. :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha finally got my sushi again.. dang.. wanted to have sushi yest.. went to sushi tei at thomson plaza.. den realised need to wait 1/2 hr got a seat.. gheeezzzz. too hungry to wait... so went food court instead.. hmmm den found out a pencil that doesn't break... o.o... c'mon.. its just a mechanical pencil that doesnt need to click to push the lead out. damn shit.. haha... my dad had fun joking the saleswomen.. he said... if u wanna deal business with a PRC.. need to learn about the thing fully.. dun get conned.. cause they tend to tell the half truths... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sushi's darn good... much better than sakae.. haha... though we had to wait 15mins.. but den its totally worth the wait.. naise!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna have bio project meeting.. to actually get us started so that we will finish the project on time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. im cleaning my work up at least... totally lots of crap on my 'to do' list.. gheeez..&lt;br /&gt;haha got addicted to a song.. "点一把火炬".. by JJLin.. nt bad wor.. and its a single.. :) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay.. ken signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4739136915285607901?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4739136915285607901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4739136915285607901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4739136915285607901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4739136915285607901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/7th-july.html' title='7th July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-4914774563276298341</id><published>2008-07-04T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:03:15.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th July</title><content type='html'>hmm.. today went to SGH for blood donation... coz.. blood bank not enough blood.. haha.. lol.. nat was a damn big joke.... firstly he got freaked out when he found out they actually test the blood samples of each donor for syphillus -.-.. haha.. he FLUSTERED!.. ^^... den he started feeling all weird and funny when he was filling up the form for the blood donation... den he got recalled of the time he got dengue.. a daily blood test.. haha.. he was freaking joke ah. zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood donation was not painful at all lor.. no feeling de.. apart from the injections.. other stuff were pretty much... painless... in fact.. was feeling so comfortable on the sofa.. den when the nurse told me im also done.. im like o.O.. so fast??! haha... was uber tempted to sleep lol.. but i scared when i fall asleep.. they might one short draw 3 units of blood.. haha gg -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after donation.. felt damn high.. wasnt tired.. not feeling weak.. my brain feels light.. maybe cause too little blood went there o.O.. floaty.. gooogooogaaagaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kidding.. the bandage was kool!.. got lots of colours (: ... HAHA!.. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooo caaaarleeeersss. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang. lolx. ok ken off..&lt;br /&gt;PS: reviewcolumn's lagging badly.. how to post sia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-4914774563276298341?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/4914774563276298341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=4914774563276298341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4914774563276298341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/4914774563276298341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-july.html' title='4th July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5769733464843324682</id><published>2008-07-03T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:06:30.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd July</title><content type='html'>today.. got back bio mcq results.. got to say.. im shocked. oh wells. CTs aint going too well for me.. everything's sort of .. screwed. sigh.. anywayz.. im done with my review for today :).. and finally my review from like.. 2 months ago.. haha.. WOO THX CHRIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out i still got savings -.-.. from dunno how long ago de.. haha... so i could be getting my console earlier than expected.. nt really a good thing though... promos.. dang. crap. i dun wanna get addicted to anything now.. this's not the time. im still recovering from the shock of CTs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was darn emo in class.. dunno why.. right after lunch.. i was doing my corrections for math.. den o.O.. the god of emo threw his "blessings" on me.. and i totally became emo... den when i found out during PW that we're going to do floral arrangements next tue.. my face totally went black.. c'mon.. have i mentioned i hate floral arrangement?.. its sooo... eh.. so... ***************.. dunno wad lah. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least.. i can look forward to tmr... a time to finally determine my blood type -.-.. haha.. and im donating blood (: ... first time wor... 500mls... sounds alot leh.. haha... nvm lah.. its for a good cause... o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... haha ken off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5769733464843324682?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5769733464843324682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5769733464843324682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5769733464843324682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5769733464843324682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/3th-july.html' title='3rd July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143330622003753199.post-5046566266844000057</id><published>2008-07-02T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:52:34.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd July</title><content type='html'>finally the start of july.. i cant wait to start work at reviewcolumn again... sigh.. gonna save up man (: ... but den my mum started asking me.. "where's the pay from last month?"... sian.. so im keeping my lips shut about me starting to write again... though sooner of later im still gonna tell her... before i get my console that is.. dun want her to scream down my neck after getting the console..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.. lets see.. results are pretty bad... so fb dinner sure not on me =D... *heaves a sigh of relief*.. but den.. results... looking at it now.. shld have studied harder.. in fact.. start earlier.. cause i ended up rushing like crap during the last few days.. haha im starting for promos soon.. after i clear my projects... 2 more to be cleared by next week.. 1 more econs project coming up soon.. gonna clear those fast and start for promos.. perhaps i shld start off with my common test topic.. so that i dun feel left out after all these new topics... im pretty much ahead of the class.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gheez... great im not 2x mq now =D.. haha.. now im... 1.9 (?).. about there i think.. =D.. blood donation on friday... homecoming on sat.. which i shall finally get my o'lvl cert and testimonial... hopefully the testimonial looks decent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's job fair was rather crap.. it seems to be that my class's the only few classes that actually realised that we have a quiz regarding the fair to fill up.. the prize's a 150 bucks food voucher o.O.. for the class... in which i'll never get to use it.. cause i dun go for class outings =D... the last one.. who went ah?... it became rather a clique outing... the guys boycotted... every single one of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tempted to join DSTA.. for the computer science.. but den come to think of it.. my IT knowledge aint that good... perhaps im only good at problem solving... the others... BAH.. bad. though a scholarship would look awfully nice on my testimonial when i leave NJ.. i cant bear to leave SG though... the friendliness... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143330622003753199-5046566266844000057?l=ken-shabbies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/feeds/5046566266844000057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143330622003753199&amp;postID=5046566266844000057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5046566266844000057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143330622003753199/posts/default/5046566266844000057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken-shabbies.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-july.html' title='2nd July'/><author><name>Ken, Shabbies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01104178836675514775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iceVHmlUQLQ/R-D097GBW5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4BAL1UXrhNg/S220/Panda.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
