<?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-7392687777266786076</id><updated>2011-08-03T14:47:34.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6120258689373403605</id><published>2009-10-04T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:30:00.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month out and gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i finally got my 2B license!! after a whole month of non stop riding on the SAF bike.. i finally got it.. but it also means that the course is coming to an end.. sigh.. 1 month of stay out is going to be over soon and hell beckons back at unit. the ever notorious ramp-up training prior to RCC.. *even so my friends now in RCC are saying its tough*&lt;div&gt;the whole bike course experience is really and eye opener and probably given me a whole new list on why i should never ever ride a bike on a public road again.. more so cause i finally understood how much a menace taxis are on the road.. one bunch of irritating drivers i swear.. that aside.. island-wide is tml and im really looking forward to it.. the off road course is also scheduled for this week.. the obstacles (as the instructors make it out to be) sound like a perfect plan to break smth in our body and get a long term medical status.. or better still.. down PES! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SsiT90N2kmI/AAAAAAAAGwY/3u12nMso5k4/s200/1375976940_7c7142143b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388719644346847842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the bike im riding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 races pile up my schedule outside NS before RCC begins though.. that's a lot of training to be done huh?? Nike [10km].. NB real run[16km] .. and standard chartered marathon [42km]..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the best part of it all is the fact i havent trained for it yet.. no thanks to the haze which has engulfed this tiny island of ours and given me a really bad case of sinus which lasted me close to 2 months now.. sigh.. damn it all!! its getting better now though.. thank god!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok now its time for me to get back to ODST. and kill more hordes of aliens!!! jumping in feet first into hell.. =]]&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/7392687777266786076-6120258689373403605?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6120258689373403605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6120258689373403605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6120258689373403605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6120258689373403605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-month-out-and-gone.html' title='1 month out and gone'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SsiT90N2kmI/AAAAAAAAGwY/3u12nMso5k4/s72-c/1375976940_7c7142143b_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-5845795827811887421</id><published>2009-09-17T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:07:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>washington.. relived</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SrIlcYB-lXI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/7iQ8V1Pqfwc/s1600-h/DSC02893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SrIlcYB-lXI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/7iQ8V1Pqfwc/s400/DSC02893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382405674078475634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2years on.. and the spirit of washington lives on! we just had our gathering last sunday and it  was a blast.. chatting and talking abt OBS.. NS.. uni life.. all while dining into NYNY.. &lt;div&gt;i never imagined how much i missed the lot of them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bowling after the meal was just one excuse for us to stay together a little longer.. but considering we havent played the sport for a while now.. [now i really mean years here].. hilarity ensues!.. balls keep getting into gutters.. even daryl's hooked balls curls pass all the pins.. only the rare occasions that we actually score a strike or spare.. apparently tyconess was on our side.. 3 of us nearly broke the 100 mark.. lol.. norwin went past it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we came up with the crazy idea of a night cycling again.. [this is such an odac thing.. the term night cycling.. haha].. we'll see if it pulls through.. dont really mind it.. just kinda sad i wont be doing it with my soon to be mine road bike.. haha =]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/7392687777266786076-5845795827811887421?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5845795827811887421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=5845795827811887421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5845795827811887421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5845795827811887421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/washington-relived.html' title='washington.. relived'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SrIlcYB-lXI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/7iQ8V1Pqfwc/s72-c/DSC02893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6250498560402643584</id><published>2009-09-12T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:43:45.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>race shirts out already??</title><content type='html'>its just 4 days into registration.. and race shirts for male namely M,L,XL,XXL are gone.. for nike human race.. is that even possible?? that an event with such a big turnout last year can be so ill prepared for the large number of registrations? i am really disappointed with this.. really.. i hope nike does something about it fast and quick..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6250498560402643584?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6250498560402643584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6250498560402643584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6250498560402643584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6250498560402643584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/race-shirts-out-already.html' title='race shirts out already??'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-2143675142342046211</id><published>2009-09-07T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:52:33.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do not worry about what HAS happened or what WILL happen.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;but to live in the exact moment that it DOES happen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-2143675142342046211?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2143675142342046211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=2143675142342046211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2143675142342046211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2143675142342046211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-meaning.html' title='new meaning'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-3077836398042939829</id><published>2009-09-06T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:39:37.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of an armour recce.. pt.2 [end of suffering ver.A]</title><content type='html'>and now we're out.. no more army camp for at least the next month.. home sweet home EVERYDAY for one month.. soft bed and aircon every night for one whole month.. oo the wonders of being on course.. =]&lt;div&gt;so yup.. life's pretty much the same as the previous week.. just the addition of ANOTHER IV DRIP.. and random tekan sessions which pop out out of nowhere with no warning and probably done so just for the sake of messing with our minds.. and if i might add our joints.. [ crawling up and down the football field with FBO.. field pack over head.. yadayada.. ] it's all over now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i probably will be missing the camp.. well the spec mess at least.. i cant believe we're actually allowed to use it! not that im really complaining or anything anyways.. its a godsend that we can use it.. tv.. billard and snooker tables.. table soccer.. aircon!!! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea.. will be starting my 1 month bike course from tomorrow onwards.. hope we all have fun!! before suffering ver.B commences.. FEAR..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-3077836398042939829?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3077836398042939829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=3077836398042939829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3077836398042939829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3077836398042939829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/diary-of-armour-recce-pt2-end-of.html' title='Diary of an armour recce.. pt.2 [end of suffering ver.A]'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-914471287429866176</id><published>2009-08-29T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:54:45.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of an armour recce.. pt.1</title><content type='html'>armour recce.. desite the cool sounding name.. its probably the only cool thing there is to it.. first day in the camp and we already got an entire day devoted to converting a pig sty bunk into a pristine clean 5star hotel. i really wasnt exaggerating on the entire day part.. it lasted from around lunch till late into the night.. we had a total of 8 stand-by in all on a single day.. [that's more than what i had in sispec?!]&lt;div&gt;second day couldnt get any better.. 6km route march was planned and hey.. what's 6km right? we already did 28.. WRONG.. its now 6km with out standard loadout PLUS 4l of water more and 4 batteries [each is around 1.5kg.. at least that's wad they say]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third day was a little better... just a little.. 4km run in the morning was the standard for the whole unit.. then came the part about recce being the elite and always the fittest and HAVE to maintain that image.. so we continued with 160counts of jumping jacks as a warm up.. followed by many many MANY counts of push-ups.. i completely lost count how many we did.. but it was sufficient to knock us all out in bunk later and have our arms ache the following morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much on the forth day.. we just had a yakult straw sized needle pierce into our arms by our friends in order to learn how to do a IV drip [its those drips u see in hospital]..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;book out day is never easy to earn.. sure we can brag about what we did the past week to justify it.. but when does that ever satisfy the upstairs? so we had 6km fast march [ie done in 50min with no rest].. heavier load compared to tuesday.. and no rifle sling.. gosh we could just die then.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life of an armour recce will never be easy as it seems. just gotta last 1 more hell week before bike course and our 5 week heaven commences.. o LORD please make it fast and painless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday will begin with 9km fast march.. with 12 batteries in toll now.. Lord be with us.. in your name i pray amen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-914471287429866176?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/914471287429866176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=914471287429866176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/914471287429866176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/914471287429866176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/diary-of-armour-recce-pt1.html' title='Diary of an armour recce.. pt.1'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6335916403124488510</id><published>2009-08-22T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:19:32.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally we meet.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so i finally met my 2 lovely girls yesterday for dinner at shokudo! it's just been way too long! but the first thing yx said to me was that my hair looks funny.. "like want to grow but dont want to to grow like that!" damn u sispec and ur lousy 4321 hairstyle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpAJSrP3roI/AAAAAAAAGvE/NgbGbTMh3F0/s400/P1000870.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372804571904585346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so anyways we had so much fun just talking and eating the night away.. with random stops into shops to look at clothes.. and eventually to FOX pre-reno sale.. stunning discounts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eating at shokudo just proves how much i love japanese curry.. curry udon.. curry rosti.. lala.. o the tangy taste of curry.. =]] wonder if army will ever give us such food as a meal.. we already had sub-par roti prata with chicken curry.. so.. hmm.. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yh told us all about life in NIE and her trip to aussie with her bf.. its so cool to travel aussie in a caravan! and i didn know its a rule to wear formal in NIE.. gosh.. can u imagine girls wearing heels everyday to school and walking around NTU?? they'll probably die first.. yx told me everything on what to expect in NUS.. i really wonder if i'll still be able to see her when i enter FASS in 2011.. she'll alrdy be in her final year.. hmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;going back to army life again on monday.. its too fast.. o.. i got thrown into 4SAB temporarily.. apparently sispec didn realise 8SAB was in taiwan for their ROC.. and it took them a full week to realise that.. they eventually called me 3 times yesterday to tell me.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i hope we get to book out on friday.. i hope training doesen start yet.. i hope its really just do saikang in there the coming week.. i dun feel like choing sua-ing so fast just yet... hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i hope to meet up with u 2 soon yx and yh!! must be soon k! dun be like this wait for nearly a year before all 3 of us meet up.. its just wrong.. ahhahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALQH60BbI/AAAAAAAAGvs/_6oKJAdMtfo/s1600-h/P1000877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALQH60BbI/AAAAAAAAGvs/_6oKJAdMtfo/s400/P1000877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372806727084541362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yx attempted to make her lips seem bigger.. LOL [her lower "lips' is her tongue btw]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALPqzezbI/AAAAAAAAGvk/n1n9Nabm1h8/s1600-h/P1000874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALPqzezbI/AAAAAAAAGvk/n1n9Nabm1h8/s400/P1000874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372806719269162418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALPPTomcI/AAAAAAAAGvc/HmnXNNfhApU/s1600-h/P1000871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALPPTomcI/AAAAAAAAGvc/HmnXNNfhApU/s400/P1000871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372806711887829442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i seriously think NS made me fat above all things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALOs1qnKI/AAAAAAAAGvU/GWGcxY54xc8/s1600-h/P1000867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALOs1qnKI/AAAAAAAAGvU/GWGcxY54xc8/s400/P1000867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372806702635326626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yx trying real hard to impersonate my 11B photo.. the chao ah beng fierce look.. ROFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALOKF2cFI/AAAAAAAAGvM/K5XzaHK3v5I/s1600-h/P1000859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SpALOKF2cFI/AAAAAAAAGvM/K5XzaHK3v5I/s400/P1000859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372806693307969618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who cares if marche is gone.. japan's version is so much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6335916403124488510?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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essential in camp items.. my goodness.. we aint even gonna use the damn things.. we already sense a large amount of saikang coming our way.. 6hours of area cleaning.. lol.. &lt;div&gt;o well.. suck it up man.. not like we can do anything about it.. i just pray i'll be able to hitch onto a friend's transport.. the thought of carrying everything back from camp after a week plus a few days in there just makes me feel stupid.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok enuf sulking.. it aint gonna change anything.. not even if the whole lot of us start calling the clerk and demand that we be given more precise instructions on what we will be doing there can change anything.. rank rules everything.. clerk[max CPL] OC= Captain at least.. how to win? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting up with yx and yh later.. its been just too long since i met up with the both of em.. really looking forward to seeing them again.. =]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-5046845616427944881?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5046845616427944881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=5046845616427944881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5046845616427944881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5046845616427944881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/cruel-reality.html' title='a cruel reality'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6098218789809360689</id><published>2009-08-19T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:30:27.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures from way back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sov9pdffCuI/AAAAAAAAGu0/8Bi8qYQZws8/s1600-h/Tiwasaki+Ayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sov9pdffCuI/AAAAAAAAGu0/8Bi8qYQZws8/s400/Tiwasaki+Ayu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371665869302598370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tiwasaki ayu from kannon.. =] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sov-D4br1CI/AAAAAAAAGu8/fWsI6u2Y3mg/s400/John+117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371666323211015202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spartan 117 John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;both pictures were drawn way back in 2007.. one of my first pieces.. lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6098218789809360689?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6098218789809360689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6098218789809360689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6098218789809360689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6098218789809360689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-from-way-back.html' title='pictures from way back..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sov9pdffCuI/AAAAAAAAGu0/8Bi8qYQZws8/s72-c/Tiwasaki+Ayu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6847285003835529685</id><published>2009-08-19T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:10:00.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another drawing.. =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sov5Vh5yZDI/AAAAAAAAGus/zZ5KkXdxDTo/s1600-h/syane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sov5Vh5yZDI/AAAAAAAAGus/zZ5KkXdxDTo/s400/syane.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371661128842765362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;original character.. =] havent really gotten to naming her yet though.. hmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6847285003835529685?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6847285003835529685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7739477892945607850</id><published>2009-08-19T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:31:31.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o gosh plz let this revival be for real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SovWlPYR8EI/AAAAAAAAGuk/E1LHUenbjAg/s1600-h/n631386631_2844135_2833175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SovWlPYR8EI/AAAAAAAAGuk/E1LHUenbjAg/s400/n631386631_2844135_2833175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371622915841323074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its been what.. 4months? since i entered NS.. SINCE i updated his blog too! damn.. so much had happened really.. BMT is over.. 2 weeks block leave of fun laughter peace and joy passed way too fast.. *disappointment ensues during e-posting results*.. BSLC has passed.. posting orders says im going to 8SAB as recce [jumps for joy! no ASLC!! should i really be happy that im probably gonna die cuz of the training of recce? o who cares! no ASLC!] my 1 week break is somewhere midway..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok.. that's one helluva summary.. the BMT stories are way overused by now.. and most of u would have heard at least 2 different renditions of it.. so on to the sispec story! welcome to foxtrot.. home of regimentation, monsters, Mr. Who Said That and seemingly unending nights out.. the trend of rain during field camps havent let up yet.. it rained on the first day of technical field camp.. it rained and created a swimming pool of our shellscrape and boots during grandslam.. [note that its not grandslack!].. well at least not as bad as during BMT.. which rained EVERY single day.. all 6days of it.. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing i can say about NS though.. is that.. all u need is to find one person with similar interest.. and the days will just seem to be so much better and pass much faster.. otherwise.. just simply look forward to the end of the week and BOOK OUT! then escape from NS and meet up with other friends! i just realised its been only once that i went out with my NS friends during book out weekends.. amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o yes.. a very big thanks to aiksiang for sending me to and fro from PLC on every weekend when we book out and in! no idea what i'll do without u! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either ways!! i'll try my best to update once a week.. or when we book out at least.. so look forward to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. jeff dunham rocks!! never get tired of his shows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Armour Recce HERE I COME!! dun kill me plz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7739477892945607850?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7739477892945607850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7739477892945607850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7739477892945607850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7739477892945607850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-gosh-plz-let-this-revival-be-for-real.html' title='o gosh plz let this revival be for real!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SovWlPYR8EI/AAAAAAAAGuk/E1LHUenbjAg/s72-c/n631386631_2844135_2833175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6190908819178793714</id><published>2009-03-29T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:05:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOM NOM NOM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. this is adorable! though a little irritating.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EljRVE2FPPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EljRVE2FPPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6190908819178793714?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6190908819178793714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6190908819178793714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6190908819178793714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6190908819178793714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/nom-nom-nom.html' title='NOM NOM NOM!!!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-2226661234771237433</id><published>2009-03-27T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:26:20.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the final weeks..</title><content type='html'>ok so maybe the title is a little dramatic.. wad i am referring to though is the weeks before NS! in exactly 2 weeks.. 14days.. i'll be on my way to the beloved chalet of all singaporean men...&lt;div&gt;so what exactly does a guy does spending this precious time left? meet up with friends and go nuts of cuz! hell that's wad everyone will do right? unless u live in some cave well then ur forgiven.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the days are really taken up by my odac guys.. haha.. damn there's nv one dull moment at all with them.. same interest.. same dynamics.. same passion.. wad more could u ask for? joining odac is byfar the rightest thing i did in my life.. haha.. the things we do.. basketball through the night.. being paid to kayak.. cruising down ecp on our bicycles.. i'll enjoy those moments no matter how many times we do it again.. hahaha.. =]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting up with long lost friends is another way! met up with heng and yijun recently! spent a whole afternoon with them.. juz talking.. crapping.. poking fun at yijun.. more talking (i tink most of it is done between me and heng though.. she just sat there and listened.. lol).. the best.. well actually the only.. tuition buddies i ever have and i dun intend for that to change anytime soon! hope we can meet up as soon as me and heng are out of NS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also met up with my neighbours! bobo and yuxin! its really ironic how we leave literally within 50m of each other and hardly meet up.. well as a group of cuz.. i see bobo every other day.. hahaha.. i wished the time we spend could be longer though.. its usually juz a span of 2-3hours.. over lunch or starbucks before going off.. blame it on our hectic schedules.. anyways.. BO! u better treat us to something with that fat paycheck of urs.. and XIN! all the best in what ur doing ya! dun screw up this time round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the enjoyable of the times so far? that would be those with chris.. o girl have i told u how much i enjoy spending time with u? hahaha.. i dun usually eat so high class and yet u intro me to em and made me fall in love with it.. chatting with u makes time fly by literally.. i still rmb how we can talk on the sidewalks of orchard with the buskers serenating in the background.. and time zooms by in a flash.. hope ur enjoying urself in jap now! bring me back smth k! though i dun tink u will LOL.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more weeks.. i better cut down on going out and start training! my pull ups have dropped from 10+ to a phatetic 3 now.. and my 2.4 from 10min to 11min.. gosh.. better get back into shape.. lol.. or i may never make it out of that chalet in one piece!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-2226661234771237433?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2226661234771237433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=2226661234771237433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2226661234771237433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2226661234771237433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/living-final-weeks.html' title='Living the final weeks..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-5952340411690586422</id><published>2009-03-17T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:45:47.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He'll eatchu alive!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnCNsCsJ5cM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&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/DnCNsCsJ5cM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept rolling on the floor after watching this.. hahaha.. the cat is juz so adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-5952340411690586422?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5952340411690586422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=5952340411690586422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5952340411690586422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5952340411690586422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hell-eatchu-alive.html' title='He&apos;ll eatchu alive!!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6508988965969579430</id><published>2009-03-06T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:55:02.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAMP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SbABsQKVtEI/AAAAAAAAFN8/zSHEyTKlZ4g/s1600-h/08022009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SbABsQKVtEI/AAAAAAAAFN8/zSHEyTKlZ4g/s320/08022009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309745820434019394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A decade.. a damn long decade of utter persuasion of my parents.. and i finally managed to get myself a pet dog! his name's CHAMP.. short for champion.. haha.. his a male papillion, born 23may08.. now 10months old.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this dog of mine is juz really very adorable.. he is super hyperactive.. thinks he rubs off me.. lol.. he doesen bark.. and simply wants to play! putting on a harness on him makes him emo.. and taking it off does the opposite effect.. he always greets me at the door.. eager to jump onto me the moment i reach home from work and play.. ahhaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o.. he has this liking towards female humans.. natural i guess?? but he's gay towards dogs.. lol.. the first thing he did to my friend was to scratch at her butt and nibble it.. lol.. he sits at my feet while eating dinner.. watches TV with me on the carpet.. and absolutely loves to nibble you.. nope he does not bite.. nor bark.. how great is that!! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6508988965969579430?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6508988965969579430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6508988965969579430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6508988965969579430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6508988965969579430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/champ.html' title='CHAMP!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SbABsQKVtEI/AAAAAAAAFN8/zSHEyTKlZ4g/s72-c/08022009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-9064263127359498600</id><published>2009-03-03T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:52:49.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;u know.. i really nv intended to revive this blog.. but hell.. for the heck of it i will HAHA.. what better way then to show off my new sketch.. yes.. i found this new fascination with drawing.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sa01zqG7jHI/AAAAAAAAFN0/LCT4w6XMDYk/s1600-h/Ayame+Ikagura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sa01zqG7jHI/AAAAAAAAFN0/LCT4w6XMDYk/s400/Ayame+Ikagura.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308958697332640882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this one is of ayame ikagura.. from asu no yoichi.. =]] i'll TRY to update more frequently la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now working and all.. almost no time to blog.. ok so maybe the time i have is used on watching anime and doing other stuffs.. lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-9064263127359498600?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/9064263127359498600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=9064263127359498600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/9064263127359498600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/9064263127359498600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2009/03/revival.html' title='revival??'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/Sa01zqG7jHI/AAAAAAAAFN0/LCT4w6XMDYk/s72-c/Ayame+Ikagura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-3863624764529746076</id><published>2008-12-24T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:44:45.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one for the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVJKflSdPZI/AAAAAAAADtg/h7TrJBz2tSU/s1600-h/Hanazono+Hikari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVJKflSdPZI/AAAAAAAADtg/h7TrJBz2tSU/s400/Hanazono+Hikari.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283367219304938898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so yes i decided to draw again.. lol.. the boredom must really be killing me.. haha.. i will be driving into malaysia tml morning.. wont be back till new year's eve's eve.. yup.. go figure.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.. the picture is of hanazano hikari from Special A.. hope u like it.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-3863624764529746076?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3863624764529746076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=3863624764529746076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3863624764529746076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3863624764529746076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-for-holidays.html' title='one for the holidays'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVJKflSdPZI/AAAAAAAADtg/h7TrJBz2tSU/s72-c/Hanazono+Hikari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6318538679444728359</id><published>2008-12-24T11:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:20:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGnT78qSfI/AAAAAAAADsw/1Wj3Mg9Qlgc/s1600-h/P1050217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGnT78qSfI/AAAAAAAADsw/1Wj3Mg9Qlgc/s320/P1050217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283187798833777138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prom.. o that wonderful night.. night of laughter.. night filled with camera flashes.. a night filled with ppl calling out to u simply to take a snapshot together.. a night organised just for us seniors by our juniors.. no there werent any flashbacks or anything of that sort.. juz plain games.. games.. more games.. lucky draw with superb prizes.. us eating our food with our bears sitting in front of us.. and.. spending time together with ppl who simply made ur living hell in MJC feel like ur in heaven.. well sorta.. ok maybe they offered a form of a respite.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGnTtNE9vI/AAAAAAAADso/1tAtU92U1n8/s1600-h/n678738357_1198803_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGnTtNE9vI/AAAAAAAADso/1tAtU92U1n8/s320/n678738357_1198803_3485.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283187794876102386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spending time with ppl such as my ODAC mates.. the one's who got me to go onto stage in the funniest and rather embaressing ways.. imagine this.. the moment the emcee asked for volunteers.. they hopped to their feet.. attempted to first bring me and the chair along with me but then resorted to grabbing my limbs and carrying me up on stage before they made their exit.. haha.. now great.. im more famous now for my less then impressive indiana jones act then my role in Chingay.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGnxVdroYI/AAAAAAAADs4/hpHhE0jWoLw/s320/P1050221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283188303899369858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but without our juniors.. none of this could have.. or would have happened.. so a great big shoutout to u all! especiall sam and atiqah! [arguably my favourite juniors, debatable of cuz] thanks for everything ya! and yes sam... the bear is still sitting on my computer looking at me as i type this entry out! hahahA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGo98LxY1I/AAAAAAAADtY/NmCAMNRjFBI/s320/P1050243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283189619963290450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;too bad there werent any post prom to speak of.. so we made our own.. walking from swissotel to clarke quay using our.. eh.. erm.. mmhmm.. great naviagation tool.. nah eugene helped me on this too.. hahha.. we wandered to the pubs and clubs and spent our night there all through the morning.. sipping on magaritas.. martinis.. and playing cai quan and truth or dare at the same time.. no secrets were spilled though.. damn.. hahaha.. Zouk was plain fun and guess who i met there? JIEXI!! haha.. the crazy girl i met during my NCC days.. havent seen her since i duno.. sec 3? haha coolness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wont be posting all the photos here though.. its juz way too many now.. u can find them &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Shrouded.Legacy/Prom08#"&gt;here.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;or u can go to my facebook and view it from there too.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6318538679444728359?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6318538679444728359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6318538679444728359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6318538679444728359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6318538679444728359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom.html' title='Prom'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SVGnT78qSfI/AAAAAAAADsw/1Wj3Mg9Qlgc/s72-c/P1050217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7364984987200049296</id><published>2008-12-22T08:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:55:37.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Following her..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53);   font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" class="f" style="border-collapse: collapse; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="f" style="border-collapse: collapse; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fingertips brush away stray hairs, arms are secure around her shoulders&lt;br /&gt;He watches her, like her own dearest angel&lt;br /&gt;While he sleeps on the other side of the world, his sleeping seconds belong to her&lt;br /&gt;He wants her to claim him, sending living hints in his waking words&lt;br /&gt;She puts to clues together but doubts their reality&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated sighs in the sun and under the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Their separate reasons are close to the same revelation&lt;br /&gt;They are each other, connected by unseen fibers stretching &lt;br /&gt;Threatening to snap them together&lt;br /&gt;He draws the curve of her smile in his mind, the shine in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She tries to taste him around her, not quite failing nor quite succeeding&lt;br /&gt;Clueless wandering, orbiting around her&lt;br /&gt;Hysteria rising in his throat, he screams against her skin&lt;br /&gt;Cries into her neck, she only feels the memory of whispers&lt;br /&gt;Locking his eyes on her face, he steps back to reality&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of when she’ll join him there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;juz a poem i wrote.. hope u like it.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7364984987200049296?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7364984987200049296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7364984987200049296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7364984987200049296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7364984987200049296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/following-her.html' title='Following her..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-3253380731163302208</id><published>2008-12-07T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:42:09.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/STumSwsCdAI/AAAAAAAADsI/hfqHhnjUbrA/s1600-h/P1050166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/STumSwsCdAI/AAAAAAAADsI/hfqHhnjUbrA/s320/P1050166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276994229632136194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me, jackson, wen jie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sitex [27nov-30nov].. a place where consumers buy their IT gizmos at crazy promotions and tahan the brief moments of unbearably loud advertising..&lt;div&gt;Sitex.. a place where workers slog for the full four days standing there for 12hours on any one day earning miserable commissions.. looking at products u know u want but cant afford and selling to people who are able to afford it.. and of cuz.. tahaning the loud advertising onslaughting ur ears from 3 different directions. im quite sure many of us suffered from temporary ear damage in some way.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but really.. working at such events is really a torture to ur legs.. second to that of a marathon i tink.. sitex caused my legs to plea for relief.. marathons screaming in pain with every step.. but i tink what's more unbearable is having people talk to you about your products, making u rant and rant on why to buy from you and only to say they are not going to cuz other places are offering better prices.. zzz.. blame me for working for a company who is unwilling to compete with others.. i worked for pacific city.. one of the 6 apple resellers at SITEX.. yup.. 6! and our prices are arguably the worst there.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but even so.. i still managed to earn around $400 over the 4days there.. not gonna get my pay till around 3 weeks later though.. in time for xmas.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met so many new friends at sitex.. 3 from MJC.. wusuan, keyi, russell and many more from every corner of singapore.. lol.. jackson.. shuxin.. kk.. to name a few.. the times we had there were the best.. if not for them.. i have no idea how i could've made it through the whole ordeal.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-3253380731163302208?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3253380731163302208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=3253380731163302208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3253380731163302208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3253380731163302208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/12/sitex.html' title='Sitex'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/STumSwsCdAI/AAAAAAAADsI/hfqHhnjUbrA/s72-c/P1050166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7311983129309712589</id><published>2008-11-26T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:28:20.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER drawing.. =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSzsdlXxYBI/AAAAAAAADa0/-j7OJ0-J194/s1600-h/Alto+Saotome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSzsdlXxYBI/AAAAAAAADa0/-j7OJ0-J194/s400/Alto+Saotome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272849256736186386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time its Alto Saotome from Macross Frontier..&lt;div&gt;made a little more effort in shading this time.. haha.. though its still only using 3B pencil.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7311983129309712589?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7311983129309712589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7311983129309712589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7311983129309712589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7311983129309712589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-drawing.html' title='ANOTHER drawing.. =]'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSzsdlXxYBI/AAAAAAAADa0/-j7OJ0-J194/s72-c/Alto+Saotome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-2434482598088152309</id><published>2008-11-25T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:26:24.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom = DRAW!</title><content type='html'>so i lifted my mechanical pencil.. and started to draw magna.. its been awhile.. and this is what came out of it!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSu2baDm0uI/AAAAAAAADas/c7KAFKRY5K8/s400/IMG.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272508370734469858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feldt from gundam 00.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drawn on A4 paper..3B lead [dun ask why]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-2434482598088152309?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2434482598088152309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=2434482598088152309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2434482598088152309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2434482598088152309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/boredom-draw.html' title='boredom = DRAW!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSu2baDm0uI/AAAAAAAADas/c7KAFKRY5K8/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-4007508892462336779</id><published>2008-11-25T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:23:54.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and u thought having no talent was a talent</title><content type='html'>ignore the title really.. it has completely no link whatsoever to this post in any way except in a random randomic randomness manner.. LOL.. kill me&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.. i had my class chalet ytd.. its still ongoing but i had other things to do this morning so yea.. it was more fun than i had expected it to be.. everyone had nothing to think about.. other than how to waste their time away of cuz.. so it was plain focus on FUN.. and it truly was.. no doubt about that part.. Mrs Lok came over with her 2 monkies [as yanxuan puts it].. esther and elise.. they're juz so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSuzvSNI-fI/AAAAAAAADaE/ljbC1lTxf7E/s320/P1050082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272505413689473522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;elise takes center stage.. mrs lok on the left and esther eating on the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the whole time shihui and me were handling the cooking.. the whole 2hours of it i tink.. maybe longer i dont know.. HAHA.. probably cuz i had nothing better to do so juz help out and call it fate or wadeva.. everyone shunned the job.. lol.. except for yushu who was super hyper all night long.. throwing her weight around literally and showing extremely dangerous levels of BHB and bullying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSu02wJEcgI/AAAAAAAADaU/UXUH-_bIQfI/s320/P1050151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272506641496175106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hard at work heh.. haha.. i realise i dun have much photo of me.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSu02tf22rI/AAAAAAAADaM/P6glXHLspcw/s320/P1050163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272506640786447026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN!!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the night kinda ended when mrs lok unveiled the cake she baked for our class.. according to her its the first one she made for any of her class!! [ 1..2..3.. AWWWW] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yup.. so the night goes on.. more crapping.. more talking.. more watching the guys play soccer on ps... yadayada.. and off i went home to.. yawn.. sleep.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSu1sxmE6cI/AAAAAAAADac/zBC1ksZ5lZY/s320/P1050155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272507569599211970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;CAKE!!! Choc banana.. mmm yum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSu1tB7HT2I/AAAAAAAADak/adYOslX3pek/s320/P1050159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272507573982416738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-4007508892462336779?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4007508892462336779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=4007508892462336779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4007508892462336779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4007508892462336779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-u-thought-having-no-talent-was.html' title='and u thought having no talent was a talent'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSuzvSNI-fI/AAAAAAAADaE/ljbC1lTxf7E/s72-c/P1050082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-3785338896271536944</id><published>2008-11-23T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:00:08.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my ugly handwriting had a meaning??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q22_1094009417.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth is moderately outgoing. His emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, he can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. He has the ability to put himself into the other person's shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenneth will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes he will be happy, the next day he might be sad. He has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because he is in between. Psychology calls Kenneth an ambivert. He understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, he will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." He doesn't sway too far one way or the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When convincing him to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to him. He puts himself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet he will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Kenneth is an expressive person. He outwardly shows his emotions. He may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenneth is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. He weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when he finally has to. He basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009279.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth tends to write a bit smaller than the average person. When a person's letters are small and tiny, this indicates an ability to focus and concentrate. This character trait is a huge asset in careers like math, science, race car driving, and flying planes. However, if Kenneth writes tiny all of the time, he will also display characteristics of someone who is socially introverted. Kenneth will often sit on the sideline and watch others get the attention at parties. he might be willing to open up and be warm, but only in small groups or a select group of people. When he is busy working on a project, it is common for all other noises and distractions to just fade away and his ability to focus is incredible. When he says "he didn't hear you", he really means, he didn't hear you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q23_1094009506.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth will demand respect and will expect others to treat him with honor and dignity. Kenneth believes in his ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. He has a lot of pride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009749.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth will be candid and direct when expressing his opinion. He will tell them what he thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want his opinion, don't ask for it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg" /&gt; In reference to Kenneth's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Kenneth slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Kenneth can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010202.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Kenneth basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q28_1094010270.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q29_1094010613.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth has a temper. He uses this as a defense mechanism when he doesn't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010918.jpeg" /&gt; Kenneth is selective when picking friends. He does not trust everyone. He has a select group of people that are truly close to him, usually two or three. He is careful when choosing his inner circle of friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q32_1094011133.jpeg" /&gt; For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Kenneth has left some white space on the left side of the paper. Kenneth fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion moving the entire writing rightward as he moves down the page. If this is true, then Kenneth has a healthy relationship to the past and is ready to move on. The right side of the page represents the future and Kenneth is ready and willing to get started living now and planning for the future. Kenneth is leaving the past behind and moving on to what he perceives as an exciting and enticing future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-3785338896271536944?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3785338896271536944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=3785338896271536944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3785338896271536944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3785338896271536944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-ugly-handwriting-had-meaning.html' title='my ugly handwriting had a meaning??'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7073275948714095168</id><published>2008-11-22T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:53:51.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late night basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSfHANpLSlI/AAAAAAAADZ8/7ZIdKDE1ygw/s1600-h/arlingtonhallcourt_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271400695336749650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSfHANpLSlI/AAAAAAAADZ8/7ZIdKDE1ygw/s320/arlingtonhallcourt_sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who would have thought playing basketball into the night would be so much fun.. juz playing among the usual crowd, sinking shots after shots into the basket.. stand in awe at how choo zhi wei fires in a few from way out. [its obviously luck]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but of cuz its the feeling of playing the game again since after that one game after prelims.. 2months.. that's how it has been already. the satisfaction we got from playing?? priceless. then again, its quite sad we didn get enough ppl to come so we had to scrap the overnight basketball plan we had. compromising to playing till 10 and had supper.. talked a lot of rubbish then heading home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.. that was yesterday.. today i went for the job briefing at gab's house. im working for this company ECS, selling apple products.. i tink the whole meeting was a waste of time la really.. only tell us where the booth is, the commission rate which we alrdy knew then it was over.. lol.. but i really cant wait for work to start.. its gonna be fun i guarantee, i mean all the workers are poly and JC ppl and we're doing sales so we're bound to meet all sorts of ppl. wad more can i ask? maybe having the workplace at my doorstep?? haha.. guess that's alrdy given to me.. wheez.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrights.. that's all i have.. see ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7073275948714095168?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7073275948714095168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7073275948714095168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7073275948714095168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7073275948714095168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/late-night-basketball.html' title='late night basketball'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSfHANpLSlI/AAAAAAAADZ8/7ZIdKDE1ygw/s72-c/arlingtonhallcourt_sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-8288046386444956945</id><published>2008-11-21T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:21:00.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSYLcGGoTyI/AAAAAAAADZ0/dsO8X25d2PA/s1600-h/kittenburritosweatersleeve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270912991186407202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSYLcGGoTyI/AAAAAAAADZ0/dsO8X25d2PA/s320/kittenburritosweatersleeve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered if u were juz a small part of a bigger plan? that now its stopped until the results and ur out of the bondage surrounding you, doing things u love and always wanted to without any restrictions? [im pretty sure the cat want to do juz that, but i tink it looks juz cute in there.. HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. random abstract thoughts aside.. im going to swim with the guys later.. in about 15min time.. yea.. thought i juz blogged awhile.. haha. im really looking forward to the game tonight.. imagine.. 3hours of non-stop basketball then rest and doing it all over for the night.. i simply relish the thought!! considering i havent touched a ball since i dont know.. 2months?? maybe more.. it juz doesen feel right at all.. the weird feeling of having not shoot a basket in such a long while.. HAHA. but i'll be missing ghost whisperer tonight though.. yea sad.. GERMAINE u better tell me what happened!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o did i mention im gonna work at sitex doing sales for apple?? HAHA yup.. imagine all the ipods and macbooks around me for the 4 days.. i'll juz go nuts!! HAHA.. all my wants around me and not being able to get my hands on em to call my own.. damn.. im being paid 5/hr as a basic pay plus commission.. but my friends managed to find work with AVG paying 15/hr.. WTF??&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. ANYONE got lobang for jobs tell me ya! full time one&lt;br /&gt;ok i better get going.. before my friend comes up to my house to chase me down to meet him.. SEE YA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-8288046386444956945?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8288046386444956945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=8288046386444956945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8288046386444956945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8288046386444956945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/prelude.html' title='prelude'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SSYLcGGoTyI/AAAAAAAADZ0/dsO8X25d2PA/s72-c/kittenburritosweatersleeve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-8598825772696933139</id><published>2008-11-20T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:20:54.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER!!.. now what??</title><content type='html'>its finally over..  yes.. 2 years of horrendous stress.. 6months of sudden volcanic eruptions on my face.. and the final 3months of sprinting towards this day.. its all over..&lt;br /&gt;now let's sorts my notes out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USES for NOTES:&lt;br /&gt;GP/Econs : campfire fuel&lt;br /&gt;Chem : clean backside&lt;br /&gt;Math : fold paper aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Bio : actually may have use.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now what.. its all over.. as of 0915 20nov08.. there's nothing more for me to do now.. really.. it used to be come home.. stone for 5min.. bath.. take out notes.. and MUG.. then chat on msn from time to time.. and sleep.. repeat proces.. with mugging now out of the equation, there seems to be a large gap in the daily routine.. now what?? i already finished Full Metal panic 1 2 and fumoffu plus kaze no stigma.. damn that's 3 anime.. in total 24+13+13+24=74 episodes since last friday.. damn that's a lot of time.. but o well.. programmes lined up as of now are.. overnight basketball together with odac ppl night.. kayaking but im not sure if this will happen.. night cycling again duno when.. standchart marathon.. prom.. m'sia trip with family.. odac trip [no idea if its gonna clash] , sitex work and a future full time job when i find one..&lt;br /&gt;things are gonna fill up my schedule soon no doubt and my parents most likely gonna kill me for it but what do i care.. they did promise not to lay a finger on me anymore.. i just hope they stick to it.. ok that's all i have.. i tink? haha.. SEE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-8598825772696933139?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8598825772696933139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=8598825772696933139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8598825772696933139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8598825772696933139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/11/over-now-what.html' title='OVER!!.. now what??'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6084780951684005247</id><published>2008-07-03T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:40:15.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog-goned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SGzIieLB3wI/AAAAAAAADSo/Om16f1PkE1Y/s1600-h/b42a09df4660cbba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218766562755993346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SGzIieLB3wI/AAAAAAAADSo/Om16f1PkE1Y/s320/b42a09df4660cbba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it looked exactly like this.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its crazy i tell u.. juz nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking home from simei.. yea.. the usual park connector path.. and i saw this dog.. a mixed breed i tink.. but really cute.. haha.. but its owner was missing.. *ya it was lost.. i tink?* but i didn know how to handle it.. much less keep it in my house.. which the only viable place was the balcony.. it probably be dehydrated and die of heat stroke like wad happened to my hamsters years back.. *no i'm not a hamster killer.. and NO i dun torture animals.. -.-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so ya.. i juz walked lor.. minding my own business.. listening to music and drinking my bubble tea.. but the dog follow me sia.. gosh.. it followed me all the way back to my estate.. crazy.. so i tried the impossible.. i told my mum over the phone and asked if we could keep it for a while.. at least till the owner is back.. obviously the answer was no la.. it left me with a big problem.. wad was i to do of the dog now.. dilemma sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to my neighbour about it.. he has like 2 dogs at home.. both real cute and i tink one loves me.. haha.. so yup.. he tooked out his leash.. and we took a walk to where i found the dog.. lol.. looking for the owner of cuz.. we walked like 90min sia.. damn long.. still the owner nv come find.. weird.. lucky for us.. THANK GOD.. a passer by knew the dog.. and told us where its home was.... *YES.. wheez!! THANK YOU!! can bring it home!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup.. we brought it home..but the owner wasnt home.. and the gate though unlock.. a dog cant be able to get out wad.. no it cant jump out.. we checked the house.. not possible.. it couldnt have crawled under.. its juz too big.. so ya lor.. its neighbour was home though.. so we asked permission and brought the dog into its house and left it there.. the neighbour said it probably ran out cuz the ite students unlock the gate.. frigging idiots.. bloody nothing better to do is it.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well.. that's one adventure.. juz one of the many after we step down from odac..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.. we stepped down.. AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6084780951684005247?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6084780951684005247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6084780951684005247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6084780951684005247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6084780951684005247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/07/dog-goned.html' title='Dog-goned'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SGzIieLB3wI/AAAAAAAADSo/Om16f1PkE1Y/s72-c/b42a09df4660cbba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-8602576267894258393</id><published>2008-06-24T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:24:25.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till further notice</title><content type='html'>Robert Murraine - So you think u can dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZOOTl_zue0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZOOTl_zue0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont be blogging much.. at least not till my exams are over.. which i already am screwed but o well.. enjoy while u wait yea.. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-8602576267894258393?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8602576267894258393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=8602576267894258393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8602576267894258393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8602576267894258393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/till-further-notice.html' title='till further notice'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6956725955937504202</id><published>2008-06-19T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:07:09.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun in the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SFpI6CBIvMI/AAAAAAAADSg/fdWD4xn-2ho/s1600-h/DSC02104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213559680446020802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SFpI6CBIvMI/AAAAAAAADSg/fdWD4xn-2ho/s320/DSC02104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clockwise: Joel, Me, Olsen, Taa&lt;/div&gt;exams are indeed just a week away.. or rather 2 weeks from when this outing took place.. but who gives a heck.. haha.. half a day spent on the beaches of sentosa is the ultimate stress reliever.. YES!&lt;br /&gt;i actually intended for this post to be all photos.. but majority of the photos are not uploaded yet.. JOEL!!! so ya.. i shall make do with what i have.. which only had this group picture.. zzz.. will upload the photos once i get them! we spent most of the time swimming in the sea.. playing truth or dare in the sea.. doing outrageous dares.. like for the girls be in their sport bras only.. the guys running along the beach only in our boxers.. truth ranging from your first sexual experience.. to untold truths stowed away since chingay ended.. the horrors!&lt;br /&gt;no of cuz we didn do only that.. we helped cleared the beach first.. we found durian husks.. drink cans.. and signed the beach off with a big CHINGAY 08 on it.. =] till the tide came in and washed it away..&lt;br /&gt;beach volleyball was fun too.. but with only 2 out of the 8 knowing how to play.. it kinda sucked.. LOL.. played passing instead and retired.. or so we thought! we wanted to hit the shower and expected cool water falling onto us from the showerhead.. but got none.. the water supply had gone out.. me and joel were fortunate though.. haven started anything yet.. the girls.. well.. had shampoo soaked hair.. poor girls.. so we walked to the other end of the beach.. near the monorail there and continued to shower.. haha.. the girls took a really long time.. cuz there was a long queue as usual.. me and joel went over to coffee bean and enjoyed our coffee while waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup... that's abt it.. o ya!! we went shopping after that for pot luck at joel's house.. i wasnt going so i cant really give the details on wad happened over there.. but i did buy myself cinnamon flavoured Eclipse mints! it's a red coloured one.. a little spicy taste to it.. didn really like it though.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. i need those photos!! lol&lt;div 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legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SFpI6CBIvMI/AAAAAAAADSg/fdWD4xn-2ho/s72-c/DSC02104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-4264725379855706830</id><published>2008-06-18T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:43:07.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance mania</title><content type='html'>Bhangra Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynzPRmlIbOA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynzPRmlIbOA&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think u can dance season 3.. sick hip hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kycP4JvCLv8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kycP4JvCLv8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think u can dance.. robot sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/io4e0Rxg5J0&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/io4e0Rxg5J0&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-8807466340718866593</id><published>2008-06-10T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:35:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODAC BBQ</title><content type='html'>the j1s were kind enough to give us a farewell BBQ.. to mark the end of our ODAC journey.. to say a great big thanks to us.. to give us extremely sweet tasting cupcakes baked and made by them and cookies too!&lt;br /&gt;the day was 9june.. it didn really start well since i alighted at the super wrong stop to come to East Coast.. had to walk all the way from the lagoon to Macs.. memories of expose.. but i didn really want to relive it.. walking alone under the hot sun when we cycled across the path during expose is not a good experience.. haha.. i eventually met up with some of the j2 guys and justin lent me his skates which he borrowed to try.. ice skating and roller skating is 2 different things i tell u! one has auto reverse[roller] one does not[ice]! i ended up crawling as i skated to where the BBQ pit is.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;either ways.. a group of students on the adjacent pit didn know how to start a BBQ.. they initially asked for a lighter.. so we lent.. then they came back asking for help.. tk and me went over and seriously tried very hard not to laugh.. they placed starters around the pit which was good... for some reasons they were arranged in squares.. hmm.. nvm that.. they had only a few small pieces of charcoal on it.. ok nvm.. so me and tk got our hands dirty and helped em start.. 1 hour later.. they asked for my help again cuz they didn know how to spread fire.. LOL.. when i came back the guys asked if i was flirting and i raised an eyebrow.. they asked like.. did u get her hp? hse no.? lol.. nonsense la..&lt;br /&gt;the food was really nice i tell u.. the best BBQ food i had in years done by a group of students like us.. haha.. really! the satay was great! and the charcoal. high quality sia.. the j1s didn get the NTUC brand.. but BlackGold.. quality stuff.. the j1s know their stuff.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;the j2s ended the night with a game of truth and dare! fun it was.. at my expense.. zz.. every dare they did.. involved me! 2 guys biting off the same marshmellow.. bobo taking off my shirt... indirect kissings.. huggings.. kissing guys.. lol.. all involving me la! cant believe it.. but it was all in good fun.. so it was okay.. it was afterall our last night.. so.. yea wad the heck! =]&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss the odacians so much.. nothing in MJ can replace this feeling and the experience we had and shared in the cca.. no one can really understand how i.. we feel unless they are part of this great family.. =].. thanks u all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-8807466340718866593?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8807466340718866593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=8807466340718866593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8807466340718866593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8807466340718866593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/odac-bbq.html' title='ODAC BBQ'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7103984268026176253</id><published>2008-06-07T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:42:54.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Heaven is Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEqQE6lXRII/AAAAAAAABhc/THr6IUWmm3k/s1600-h/c42b6c141f0c88eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209134333127246978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEqQE6lXRII/AAAAAAAABhc/THr6IUWmm3k/s400/c42b6c141f0c88eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very thought provoking. Hope you read it to its end!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A TEENAGER'S VIEW OF HEAVEN&lt;br /&gt;17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. 'I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last.&lt;br /&gt;Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. 'I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,' Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. 'I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Brian's Essay: The Room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read 'Girls I have liked.' I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.&lt;br /&gt;This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.&lt;br /&gt;A file named 'Friends' was next to one marked 'Friends I have betrayed.' The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird 'Books I Have Read,' 'Lies I Have Told,' 'Comfort I have Given,' 'Jokes I Have Laughed at .' Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: 'Things I've yelled at my brothers.' Others I couldn't laugh at: 'Things I Have Done in My Anger', 'Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.' I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.&lt;br /&gt;Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.&lt;br /&gt;When I pulled out the file marked 'TV Shows I have watched', I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.&lt;br /&gt;When I came to a file marked 'Lustful Thoughts,' I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!' In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.&lt;br /&gt;Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw it.. The title bore 'People I Have Shared the Gospel With.' The handle was brighter than those around it,seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.&lt;br /&gt;And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.&lt;br /&gt;No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.&lt;br /&gt;Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. 'No!' I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was 'No, no,' as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.&lt;br /&gt;He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, 'It is finished.' I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.&lt;br /&gt;'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.'-Phil. 4:13 'For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.'&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the same way forward it so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also My 'People I shared the gospel with' file just got bigger, how about yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7103984268026176253?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7103984268026176253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7103984268026176253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7103984268026176253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7103984268026176253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-heaven-is-like.html' title='What Heaven is Like'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEqQE6lXRII/AAAAAAAABhc/THr6IUWmm3k/s72-c/c42b6c141f0c88eb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-4616573962550293609</id><published>2008-06-06T22:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:29:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's been 1 long journey.. up belumut twice.. fanxipan once.. and now lambak and panti.. 4 different mountains in 5 trips.. ubin became our home.. East Coast was second nature.. pasir ris park and water venture was a retreat.. cycling at night was a stress reliever.. kayaking across straits was an eye opener.. duathlon's a refresher.. cross country exhilarating.. NVM exhaustive.. i shall leave this round up journey for later.. for now.. let's simply indulge in my latest addition.. panti and lambak.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the usual atmostphere of an odac expedition when i reached mj with bobo that morn.. the first and only time we were late for anything.. lol.. everyone were busy packing their stuff and all.. tryin their very best to stuff all their stuff into the bag they had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was of cuz always too soon.. and we set off.. after stuffing the final item.. the bread.. which one of em kinda exploded due to over compression.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782781971950386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQV8eb6zI/AAAAAAAABdU/QRoPVK9P7yg/s320/IMG_4453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208784191148071154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRn-ENGPI/AAAAAAAABg8/7MMoRzeGed4/s320/IMG_4459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782775238463666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQVjZDELI/AAAAAAAABdM/A4ObRci7G68/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;we played indian poker on the bus while waiting to reach the 2nd link which took forever..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stopped at this rest-stop which served rather tasteless food.. it could've been worse.. at least it was reasonably priced and not over priced like during cluster...zzz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;we reached panti and we climbed! we came down and went to our 6star resort for the night which came with a 5star insect motel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRoGJy2qI/AAAAAAAABhM/LwVvHyoKG6M/s1600-h/P6030249.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRL3a9jvI/AAAAAAAABfs/Ad7No2xOQF4/s1600-h/P6030154.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRL_QXU8I/AAAAAAAABf0/4eJpI4pdDuU/s1600-h/P6030160.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRMU1jL9I/AAAAAAAABf8/ealNZupA9v8/s1600-h/P6030167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_Svg9-I/AAAAAAAABfE/GBzUkMQXWvw/s1600-h/P6020115.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_mp7QPI/AAAAAAAABfM/cd5jj2mmu8Q/s1600-h/P6020127.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_2eGz4I/AAAAAAAABfU/uNepCB5qIgY/s1600-h/P6030136.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_5E7SAI/AAAAAAAABfc/CLYE12TIg_o/s1600-h/P6030138.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRALL30uI/AAAAAAAABfk/VuyL7MeqztY/s1600-h/P6030141.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRoGJy2qI/AAAAAAAABhM/LwVvHyoKG6M/s1600-h/P6030249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208784193319000738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRoGJy2qI/AAAAAAAABhM/LwVvHyoKG6M/s320/P6030249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208784189346410274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRn3Wp7yI/AAAAAAAABhE/R8oM9QfU-9I/s320/P6030243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRXKqeC3I/AAAAAAAABgU/Yj7LscLemMw/s1600-h/P6030195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783902472014706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRXKqeC3I/AAAAAAAABgU/Yj7LscLemMw/s320/P6030195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRXSaELgI/AAAAAAAABgc/cbvwrsNLcfw/s1600-h/P6030203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783904550694402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRXSaELgI/AAAAAAAABgc/cbvwrsNLcfw/s320/P6030203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; UG groups.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRXw85o_I/AAAAAAAABgk/s0Y2UH11agw/s1600-h/P6030204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783912749868018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRXw85o_I/AAAAAAAABgk/s0Y2UH11agw/s320/P6030204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dunman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRX_j35kI/AAAAAAAABgs/qnIt6r3Xlh8/s1600-h/P6030207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783916671428162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRX_j35kI/AAAAAAAABgs/qnIt6r3Xlh8/s320/P6030207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3V4txRI/AAAAAAAABcE/pEdt7DMAGW8/s1600-h/DSCI0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782256217113874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3V4txRI/AAAAAAAABcE/pEdt7DMAGW8/s320/DSCI0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; albrus/elbrus/[insert nick name]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3a2i84I/AAAAAAAABcM/nXNfOmmGEPY/s1600-h/DSCI0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782257550193538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3a2i84I/AAAAAAAABcM/nXNfOmmGEPY/s320/DSCI0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; j2s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3oz0auI/AAAAAAAABcU/8DRgFsKVfV4/s1600-h/DSCI0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782261296851682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3oz0auI/AAAAAAAABcU/8DRgFsKVfV4/s320/DSCI0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; j2s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3yef1WI/AAAAAAAABcc/XARAbWdQ1YA/s1600-h/DSCI0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782263891776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP3yef1WI/AAAAAAAABcc/XARAbWdQ1YA/s320/DSCI0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; altogether now.. =P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783708328136434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRL3a9jvI/AAAAAAAABfs/Ad7No2xOQF4/s320/P6030154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRYJ552UI/AAAAAAAABg0/ZFxxbRM3Gng/s1600-h/P6030234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783919448185154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRYJ552UI/AAAAAAAABg0/ZFxxbRM3Gng/s320/P6030234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no one said climbing was easy on the body or ur shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRL_QXU8I/AAAAAAAABf0/4eJpI4pdDuU/s1600-h/P6030160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783710431171522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRL_QXU8I/AAAAAAAABf0/4eJpI4pdDuU/s320/P6030160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRMrVR1nI/AAAAAAAABgE/ckG0XX2A17o/s1600-h/P6030174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783722262943346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRMrVR1nI/AAAAAAAABgE/ckG0XX2A17o/s320/P6030174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this picture speaks loads.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRNiJ1xDI/AAAAAAAABgM/UoNkTzj89Ng/s1600-h/P6030179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783736978916402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRNiJ1xDI/AAAAAAAABgM/UoNkTzj89Ng/s320/P6030179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_Svg9-I/AAAAAAAABfE/GBzUkMQXWvw/s1600-h/P6020115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783492323801058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_Svg9-I/AAAAAAAABfE/GBzUkMQXWvw/s320/P6020115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's my shadow! so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_mp7QPI/AAAAAAAABfM/cd5jj2mmu8Q/s1600-h/P6020127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783497669066994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_mp7QPI/AAAAAAAABfM/cd5jj2mmu8Q/s320/P6020127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our 6star resort's restaurant and shopping center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_2eGz4I/AAAAAAAABfU/uNepCB5qIgY/s1600-h/P6030136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783501914460034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_2eGz4I/AAAAAAAABfU/uNepCB5qIgY/s320/P6030136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_5E7SAI/AAAAAAAABfc/CLYE12TIg_o/s1600-h/P6030138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783502614153218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQ_5E7SAI/AAAAAAAABfc/CLYE12TIg_o/s320/P6030138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; place of residence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRALL30uI/AAAAAAAABfk/VuyL7MeqztY/s1600-h/P6030141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783507475124962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRALL30uI/AAAAAAAABfk/VuyL7MeqztY/s320/P6030141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQx4_kuuI/AAAAAAAABec/wOsfe_ndO8Y/s1600-h/P6020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783262073535202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQx4_kuuI/AAAAAAAABec/wOsfe_ndO8Y/s320/P6020074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyXHtIFI/AAAAAAAABek/1pvuWL_g12s/s1600-h/P6020075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783270160703570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyXHtIFI/AAAAAAAABek/1pvuWL_g12s/s320/P6020075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i tink they tink mas selamat is among us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyR2AMGI/AAAAAAAABes/ou-PgHfy5NM/s1600-h/P6020085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783268744278114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyR2AMGI/AAAAAAAABes/ou-PgHfy5NM/s320/P6020085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyzLR6hI/AAAAAAAABe0/B7Ao6RNcXtk/s1600-h/P6020086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783277691890194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyzLR6hI/AAAAAAAABe0/B7Ao6RNcXtk/s320/P6020086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQzE_hdUI/AAAAAAAABe8/yf6y70rq9eQ/s1600-h/P6020101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783282474415426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQzE_hdUI/AAAAAAAABe8/yf6y70rq9eQ/s320/P6020101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and we thought lambak and panti had no leeches.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQiSbWBPI/AAAAAAAABd0/Wes5pP2IpM0/s1600-h/IMG_4492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782994022991090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQiSbWBPI/AAAAAAAABd0/Wes5pP2IpM0/s320/IMG_4492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our resort even had a dragonfuit plantation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782580814956386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQKPG3x2I/AAAAAAAABdE/MxpLa3EoaEQ/s320/DSCI0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQiRcm_rI/AAAAAAAABd8/6j-sxAWPrWk/s1600-h/IMG_4496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782993759862450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQiRcm_rI/AAAAAAAABd8/6j-sxAWPrWk/s320/IMG_4496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQi71xMAI/AAAAAAAABeM/9w7WxwTRuQc/s1600-h/P6020063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783005139677186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQi71xMAI/AAAAAAAABeM/9w7WxwTRuQc/s320/P6020063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in we go and up we climb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQjLf9-CI/AAAAAAAABeU/6h-oexNIMxQ/s1600-h/P6020073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783009343207458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQjLf9-CI/AAAAAAAABeU/6h-oexNIMxQ/s320/P6020073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWEQrVpI/AAAAAAAABdc/4JZzNj6M0v4/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782784061724306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWEQrVpI/AAAAAAAABdc/4JZzNj6M0v4/s320/IMG_4464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the countryside rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWdm_HEI/AAAAAAAABdk/CJofB0fCJok/s1600-h/IMG_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782790866181186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWdm_HEI/AAAAAAAABdk/CJofB0fCJok/s320/IMG_4471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWhNxZmI/AAAAAAAABds/YFhk19Vfnqw/s1600-h/IMG_4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782791834166882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWhNxZmI/AAAAAAAABds/YFhk19Vfnqw/s320/IMG_4481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQIYvsxzI/AAAAAAAABck/HkyDvSbngK8/s1600-h/DSCI0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782549042382642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQIYvsxzI/AAAAAAAABck/HkyDvSbngK8/s320/DSCI0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQI_r5s8I/AAAAAAAABcs/AVvthVgFBNc/s1600-h/DSCI0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782559495435202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQI_r5s8I/AAAAAAAABcs/AVvthVgFBNc/s320/DSCI0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg.. look at those auntie socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQJX94sYI/AAAAAAAABc0/vRkidSdqB9E/s1600-h/DSCI0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782566013317506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQJX94sYI/AAAAAAAABc0/vRkidSdqB9E/s320/DSCI0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQJ1RjmMI/AAAAAAAABc8/2RH2bbknsqM/s1600-h/DSCI0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782573880449218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQJ1RjmMI/AAAAAAAABc8/2RH2bbknsqM/s320/DSCI0791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the mountain had rubber trees apparently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP20AyeMI/AAAAAAAABb8/4bR0XIFrlCE/s1600-h/DSCI0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782247124170946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP20AyeMI/AAAAAAAABb8/4bR0XIFrlCE/s320/DSCI0724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208784199608219954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElRodlQuTI/AAAAAAAABhU/ILCjgGRPsTU/s320/P6030266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;campfire.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782999116115362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQilZo7aI/AAAAAAAABeE/eV1w-t-5wo4/s320/IMG_4525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;final act..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQx4_kuuI/AAAAAAAABec/wOsfe_ndO8Y/s1600-h/P6020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyXHtIFI/AAAAAAAABek/1pvuWL_g12s/s1600-h/P6020075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyR2AMGI/AAAAAAAABes/ou-PgHfy5NM/s1600-h/P6020085.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQyzLR6hI/AAAAAAAABe0/B7Ao6RNcXtk/s1600-h/P6020086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQzE_hdUI/AAAAAAAABe8/yf6y70rq9eQ/s1600-h/P6020101.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQiSbWBPI/AAAAAAAABd0/Wes5pP2IpM0/s1600-h/IMG_4492.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQiRcm_rI/AAAAAAAABd8/6j-sxAWPrWk/s1600-h/IMG_4496.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQi71xMAI/AAAAAAAABeM/9w7WxwTRuQc/s1600-h/P6020063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQjLf9-CI/AAAAAAAABeU/6h-oexNIMxQ/s1600-h/P6020073.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;panti was cool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but we reached our campsite at dark.. real dark..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we got ourselves a resort and problem solved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but insects were invited too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lambak was way easy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cam-whoring on the mountain and summit always rocks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonder when i can get back my cam.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and bingwen recounted our journey in a span of 1 hour.. or at least till ms tan came over to scold us for noise pollution at 2am in the morning.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eating at the restaurant after mountain climbing is the best..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;marmite chicken rocks.. vegetable serving was imba.. and sipping green tea on a rainy day wins it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;push up poker is a must.. and i did 200 in total.. haha.. no thanks to bobo justin and gene who kept the stakes up.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jospeh was hilarious.. once we bid 1 push up.. he throws in the towel.. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;campfire was fun.. haha.. my group did some cheer leading stunts.. cool stuff.. douglas did a super funny imitation of anuja.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i did my dare which i had to cuz of indian poker on the bus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the last night there was spent talking crap with the j2s.. bobo and wee liang telling us their marist story.. nv thought possible in a singapore school.. hilarious stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;time to go.. our journey reaches the final stretch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a great time playing soccer with the j1s.. did some fine tackles and headers..=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;debriefing with my group was funny.. haha.. everything was pointed at me and the scandal the j1 gave me with tammie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and apparently other groups had scandals with me too.. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BBQ is next.. and so is the wrap up for our journey... that's when we cross the finishing line.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wonder what is next after that.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWEQrVpI/AAAAAAAABdc/4JZzNj6M0v4/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWdm_HEI/AAAAAAAABdk/CJofB0fCJok/s1600-h/IMG_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQWhNxZmI/AAAAAAAABds/YFhk19Vfnqw/s1600-h/IMG_4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQIYvsxzI/AAAAAAAABck/HkyDvSbngK8/s1600-h/DSCI0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQI_r5s8I/AAAAAAAABcs/AVvthVgFBNc/s1600-h/DSCI0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQJX94sYI/AAAAAAAABc0/vRkidSdqB9E/s1600-h/DSCI0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQJ1RjmMI/AAAAAAAABc8/2RH2bbknsqM/s1600-h/DSCI0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQKPG3x2I/AAAAAAAABdE/MxpLa3EoaEQ/s1600-h/DSCI0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElP20AyeMI/AAAAAAAABb8/4bR0XIFrlCE/s1600-h/DSCI0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-4616573962550293609?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4616573962550293609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=4616573962550293609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4616573962550293609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4616573962550293609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/06/final-climb.html' title='final climb'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SElQV8eb6zI/AAAAAAAABdU/QRoPVK9P7yg/s72-c/IMG_4453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7524840238867154732</id><published>2008-05-30T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:57:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cam whoring rocks.. =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PHOTOS!!! VIP ushers.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUz7zI2OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bUm3zyev6t4/s1600-h/Pre-USem+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184051698358498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUz7zI2OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bUm3zyev6t4/s320/Pre-USem+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was meant to be a constipated look! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAU0LzI2PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jCgGE3GRWSs/s1600-h/Pre-USem+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184055993325810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAU0LzI2PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jCgGE3GRWSs/s320/Pre-USem+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this way please!! to the links.. tagboard.. yadayada&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUkrzI2KI/AAAAAAAAANc/MzuoTdtCb94/s1600-h/Pre-USem+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183789705353378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUkrzI2KI/AAAAAAAAANc/MzuoTdtCb94/s320/Pre-USem+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; flash MOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUk7zI2LI/AAAAAAAAANk/5TxzcBve04A/s1600-h/Pre-USem+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183794000320690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUk7zI2LI/AAAAAAAAANk/5TxzcBve04A/s320/Pre-USem+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome to hotel.. errr.. NTU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUlLzI2MI/AAAAAAAAANs/-KhmFhcNjTE/s1600-h/Pre-USem+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183798295288002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUlLzI2MI/AAAAAAAAANs/-KhmFhcNjTE/s320/Pre-USem+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; classy ppl we all are.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUlLzI2NI/AAAAAAAAAN0/bxsPIvF6YM4/s1600-h/Pre-USem+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183798295288018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUlLzI2NI/AAAAAAAAAN0/bxsPIvF6YM4/s320/Pre-USem+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this way to deposit ur bags.. dun worry it would under the great care of our supervisor Xavier here.. [wait aint that a cause for concern?? -.-]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184060288293122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAU0bzI2QI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3Xcd7PwqFCc/s320/Image008+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;atiqah and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7524840238867154732?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7524840238867154732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7524840238867154732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7524840238867154732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7524840238867154732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/cam-whoring-rocks.html' title='cam whoring rocks.. =]'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SEAUz7zI2OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bUm3zyev6t4/s72-c/Pre-USem+(16).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-1701513134891493673</id><published>2008-05-29T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:26:03.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SD518bzI2II/AAAAAAAAANM/Vzc2afF2Ydc/s1600-h/tribute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205727900401719426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SD518bzI2II/AAAAAAAAANM/Vzc2afF2Ydc/s400/tribute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A tribute to those serving active duty in areas of conflict today and also to those who have died while protecting our safety, freedom and the sovereignity of countries. Their devotion, and sacrifice, means more than even words can express...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-1701513134891493673?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1701513134891493673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=1701513134891493673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1701513134891493673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1701513134891493673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SD518bzI2II/AAAAAAAAANM/Vzc2afF2Ydc/s72-c/tribute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-795046320763406813</id><published>2008-05-27T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:31:52.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-U sem</title><content type='html'>Pre-U sem.. as a participant it would be damn fun.. as an usher.. err.. rather boring really.. haha.. if it was not for the fun loving bunch of VIP ushers i was with.. i have no idea juz how bored to death i would have been.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;me and xavier chattered non stop while waiting for our VIP to arrive.. and guess wad.. they didn come at all.. zzz 4 of them in fact.. they juz pulled a no show on us.. if they were from SAC tink can forgive la... but MOE personel.. a bit too much right.. we woke up at 5 on several occasions for rehearsal.. dragged our parents to fetch us to school along with it.. *some days even being working days* why involve them? cuz we were asked to meet at 545 in school.. public transport does not move till 530.. so unless we were superman.. we need cars.. then those no cars? take taxi la.. but now surcharge so damn expensive.. want to go school also muz starve the rest of the day le.. a bit no point.. bottomline.. we put in a lot of commitment and effort for this.. and these guests dare to pull a no show.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;either ways.. Pre-U sem is over for the VIP ushers at least.. thank god! i can finally concentrate on my work and MUG like a faithful meridian.. lol.. or at least try to.. i really cant wait for the pictures from atiqah for the VIP usher cam whoring session.. =] sorry to the girl who had to endure our selfishness though.. thanks so much!! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-795046320763406813?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/795046320763406813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=795046320763406813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/795046320763406813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/795046320763406813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/pre-u-sem.html' title='Pre-U sem'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-4307362803765535930</id><published>2008-05-24T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:27:20.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staying up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDglibzI2HI/AAAAAAAAANE/68laH9vEVMU/s1600-h/phd051208s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDglibzI2HI/AAAAAAAAANE/68laH9vEVMU/s400/phd051208s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203950642934634610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being done.. u should also check out this site!!! &lt;a href="http://g33klite.com/index.php/facts/general/76-general/218-a-mind-game"&gt;[click here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am part of the majority.. zz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-4307362803765535930?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4307362803765535930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=4307362803765535930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4307362803765535930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4307362803765535930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/staying-up.html' title='staying up..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDglibzI2HI/AAAAAAAAANE/68laH9vEVMU/s72-c/phd051208s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-6803073578379162196</id><published>2008-05-23T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:50:34.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>student type..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDavgLzI2GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BMS9-O3lh60/s1600-h/whereyousitinclass.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDavgLzI2GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BMS9-O3lh60/s400/whereyousitinclass.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203539386931140706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this off chuan's blog.. damn funny.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-6803073578379162196?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6803073578379162196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=6803073578379162196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6803073578379162196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/6803073578379162196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/student-type.html' title='student type..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDavgLzI2GI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BMS9-O3lh60/s72-c/whereyousitinclass.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-1952726191809185928</id><published>2008-05-23T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:49:32.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adidas sale..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDasjrzI2FI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mupQ-PM15N4/s1600-h/adidas_singapore_expo_sale_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDasjrzI2FI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mupQ-PM15N4/s400/adidas_singapore_expo_sale_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203536148525799506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ADIDAS SALE at EXPO! this is damn cool i tell u.. how often do u get such a great brand like adidas having a sale?! i couldn resist and went there together with my J1 juniors today.. we spent around 3hours there.. from 12-3pm.. and it was really a time well spent.. we eyed on this aiddas bottle and decided all should get it as it was retailing at $4 only!! super cheap!.. then i realized it was a defect product as the design from printed upside down.. but its not really obvious.. so heck.. haha.. i also got myself a towel for $6! i grabbed the last piece once i heard the price initially at $9 at the sale was slashed to $6.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;the rest of em got bags.. dry fit shirts.. and a scarf?!?! Ann Gee came to us and could not stop telling us how cute the scarf was.. best part was she did not know how much it was selling at.. LOL.. u would normally think that girls would buy alot of stuff at sales like these.. but sok peng bought only the bottle.. lol.. amazing sia.. ppl like gina and ann gee bought tons of stuff.. including a bag.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;we went off to airport to eat popeye's after that.. and it was damn fun la.. the guys told me how they tricked bi jie abt the ketchup having an exothermic reaction with water and how it smells.. poor guy.. quite amazing he haven heard of these tricks before though..&lt;br /&gt;i went off for dental after that to get the retainers for my upper teeth.. and wow.. they really custom make it for my teeth la.. its a perfect fit.. from every curve and edge of my teeth.. its literally a second layer for my teeth.. haha.. thank GOD i asked for a fixed retainer for my lower set though.. it cost me $300.. LOL.. good stuff are expensive.. that;s juz how the world works.. haha&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch indie tml with my family! cant wait.. =]!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-1952726191809185928?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1952726191809185928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=1952726191809185928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1952726191809185928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1952726191809185928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/adidas-sale.html' title='Adidas sale..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDasjrzI2FI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mupQ-PM15N4/s72-c/adidas_singapore_expo_sale_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-3649473942528212182</id><published>2008-05-19T19:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:50:59.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competitive</title><content type='html'>so what have i been up to during my absence? or rather after chingay? haha.. its been ODAC!&lt;br /&gt;National Vertical Marathon as J2s.. X-blaze with the J1s and our final act together during Expose..&lt;br /&gt;its really sad that some of the J2s cant go for the june mountain climbing trip.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmaBjKbZI/AAAAAAAAALs/aJ317ezIQM8/s1600-h/Image0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmaBjKbZI/AAAAAAAAALs/aJ317ezIQM8/s320/Image0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202051641868184978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the NVM was really something to be reckoned with.. if u thought running 10km was bad.. trying running it vertical.. u will die.. the training we had to prepare us for it were of little use as the conditions there were way different.. the steps were longer, higher, the humidity level sky rocket and no ventilation at all.. it was that bad.. but o well.. the meal we had at raffles after that was great though.. never had such great beef noodles before.. yes i can still remember even aft 3months.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmaRjKbaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/khbg13Twk2Q/s1600-h/Duathalon+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmaRjKbaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/khbg13Twk2Q/s320/Duathalon+2008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202051646163152290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duathlon came next.. it was TJ OAC annual duathlon.. i decided to join it together with my pal from chingay.. cher han.. why not with odac? cuz they were rather reluctant in joining as not everyone wanted to go for it, they ended up signing up for it at the last min.. so yea.. that was that.. haha.. it was a pair event as u probably have guessed..  cher han did the cycling [16km] and i did the running [6km].. yup it was really fun.. but the running route a tad boring cuz it was the same scenery again and again except the lagoon which had no one cable skiing then.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;of cuz some pretty girls came on board too.. haha.. yingxiu and May joined the event too after i told yingxiu about it.. lol.. and so it turned into a mini chingay gathering haha.. since kaiping also joined in.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmahjKbbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9UDrZ14ExaM/s1600-h/Duathalon+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmahjKbbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9UDrZ14ExaM/s320/Duathalon+2008+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202051650458119602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmahjKbcI/AAAAAAAAAME/PhfN2dotV-o/s1600-h/Duathalon+2008+014x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmahjKbcI/AAAAAAAAAME/PhfN2dotV-o/s320/Duathalon+2008+014x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202051650458119618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes.. that's ying xiu and may off the reflection of my shades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya.. yijun was there apparently.. having lunch with her friends.. she said she called out to me but i tink i didn hear.. haha.. she called me after that.. lol.. first thing she asked was how come i got 2 girlfriends.. -.-" lol.. o well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so here are some of the pictures from Expose and X-blaze.. tink i talked abt them in my previous entries already.. so yup.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmyxjKbeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PWoMYvZxgiA/s1600-h/P1020820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmyxjKbeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PWoMYvZxgiA/s320/P1020820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202052067069947362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hercules!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmyxjKbfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PpDnrKJMvZs/s1600-h/P1030548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmyxjKbfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PpDnrKJMvZs/s320/P1030548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202052067069947378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keane, douglas and vincent had to jump on us.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmyxjKbgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/aAiZo062Nio/s1600-h/P1030555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmyxjKbgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/aAiZo062Nio/s320/P1030555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202052067069947394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keane again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmzBjKbhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AKI44zXXv_E/s1600-h/P1030559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmzBjKbhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AKI44zXXv_E/s320/P1030559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202052071364914706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all together now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-3649473942528212182?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3649473942528212182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=3649473942528212182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3649473942528212182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/3649473942528212182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/competitive.html' title='Competitive'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFmaBjKbZI/AAAAAAAAALs/aJ317ezIQM8/s72-c/Image0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7975565580106338307</id><published>2008-05-19T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:33:11.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice try.. lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFlCxjKbYI/AAAAAAAAALk/rH4kcmnZKww/s1600-h/cow_star_wars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFlCxjKbYI/AAAAAAAAALk/rH4kcmnZKww/s320/cow_star_wars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202050142924598658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is hilarious..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7975565580106338307?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7975565580106338307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7975565580106338307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7975565580106338307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7975565580106338307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-try-lol.html' title='nice try.. lol'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDFlCxjKbYI/AAAAAAAAALk/rH4kcmnZKww/s72-c/cow_star_wars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-2670665131330377648</id><published>2008-05-18T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:57:11.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all things happen for a reason.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDAZiRjKbXI/AAAAAAAAALc/DZZdASv3BO0/s1600-h/32499633944l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDAZiRjKbXI/AAAAAAAAALc/DZZdASv3BO0/s320/32499633944l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201685646230056306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Beautiful story someone sent me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned&lt;br /&gt;to their first ministry, to reopen a church&lt;br /&gt;in suburban Brooklyn , arrived in early October&lt;br /&gt;excited about their opportunities When they saw&lt;br /&gt;their church, it was very run down and needed&lt;br /&gt;much work. They set a goal to have everything&lt;br /&gt;done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,&lt;br /&gt;painting, etc, and on December 18&lt;br /&gt;were ahead of schedule and just about finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving&lt;br /&gt;rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.&lt;br /&gt;His heart sank when he saw that the roof had&lt;br /&gt;leaked, causing a large area of plaster about&lt;br /&gt;20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the&lt;br /&gt;sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about&lt;br /&gt;head high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and not knowing what else to do but postpone&lt;br /&gt;the Christmas Eve service, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way he noticed that a local business was&lt;br /&gt;having a flea market type sale for charity so he&lt;br /&gt;stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth&lt;br /&gt;with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross&lt;br /&gt;embroidered right in the center. It was just&lt;br /&gt;the right size to cover up the hole in the front&lt;br /&gt;wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time it had started to snow. An older&lt;br /&gt;woman running from the opposite direction was&lt;br /&gt;trying to catch the bus.. She missed it. The pastor&lt;br /&gt;invited her to wait in the warm church for&lt;br /&gt;the next bus 45 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor&lt;br /&gt;while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put&lt;br /&gt;up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor&lt;br /&gt;could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and&lt;br /&gt;it covered up the entire problem area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he noticed the woman walking down the center&lt;br /&gt;aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. "Pastor,"&lt;br /&gt;she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?"&lt;br /&gt;The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check&lt;br /&gt;the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into&lt;br /&gt;it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had&lt;br /&gt;made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor&lt;br /&gt;told how he had just gotten the Tablecloth. The&lt;br /&gt;woman explained that before the war she and&lt;br /&gt;her husband were well-to-do people in Austria .&lt;br /&gt;When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Her husband was going to follow her the next week.&lt;br /&gt;He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her&lt;br /&gt;husband or her home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;&lt;br /&gt;but she made the pastor keep it for the church.&lt;br /&gt;The pastor insisted on driving her home, that&lt;br /&gt;was the least he could do.. She lived on the other&lt;br /&gt;side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;for the day for a housecleaning job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful service they had on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the&lt;br /&gt;spirit were great. At the end of the service, the&lt;br /&gt;pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door&lt;br /&gt;and many said that they would return.&lt;br /&gt;One older man, whom the pastor recognized&lt;br /&gt;from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the&lt;br /&gt;pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he&lt;br /&gt;wasn't leav ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on&lt;br /&gt;the front wall because it was identical to one&lt;br /&gt;that his wife had made years ago when&lt;br /&gt;they lived in Austria before the war and how&lt;br /&gt;could there be two tablecloths so much alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he&lt;br /&gt;forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was&lt;br /&gt;supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and&lt;br /&gt;put in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his home&lt;br /&gt;again all the 35 years in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor asked him if he would allow him to&lt;br /&gt;take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten&lt;br /&gt;Island and to the same house where the pastor&lt;br /&gt;had taken the woman three days earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He helped the man climb the three flights of&lt;br /&gt;stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on&lt;br /&gt;the door and he saw the greatest Christmas&lt;br /&gt;reunion he could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid&lt;br /&gt;Who says God does not work in mysterious ways..&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for&lt;br /&gt;you today, to guide you and protect you as you go&lt;br /&gt;along your way. His love is always with you, His&lt;br /&gt;promises are true, and when we give Him all our&lt;br /&gt;cares you know He will see us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the road you're traveling on seems&lt;br /&gt;difficult at best.. Just remember I'm here&lt;br /&gt;praying and God will do the rest. Pass this on&lt;br /&gt;to those you want God to bless and don't forget&lt;br /&gt;to send it back to the one who asked God to bless&lt;br /&gt;you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is nothing left but God, that is when&lt;br /&gt;you find out that God is all you need. Take 60&lt;br /&gt;seconds and give this a shot! All you do is simply&lt;br /&gt;say the following small prayer for the person&lt;br /&gt;who sent you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, God, bless all my friends and family in what&lt;br /&gt;ever it is that You know they may be needing this&lt;br /&gt;day! May their life be full of your peace,&lt;br /&gt;prosperity and power as he/she seeks to have a&lt;br /&gt;closer relationship with you. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then send it on to five other people, including the&lt;br /&gt;one who sent it to you. Within hours five people have&lt;br /&gt;prayed for you and you caused a multitude of people&lt;br /&gt;to pray for other people. Then sit back and watch the&lt;br /&gt;power of God work in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S. Five is good, but more is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's always darkest just before it goes pitch black."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-2670665131330377648?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2670665131330377648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=2670665131330377648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2670665131330377648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2670665131330377648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-things-happen-for-reason.html' title='all things happen for a reason.. =)'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SDAZiRjKbXI/AAAAAAAAALc/DZZdASv3BO0/s72-c/32499633944l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-5833372511705106516</id><published>2008-05-18T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:04:18.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stalled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SC_uTRjKbWI/AAAAAAAAALU/gQewgzq1DRw/s1600-h/UID_445_by_eelmikashigaru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SC_uTRjKbWI/AAAAAAAAALU/gQewgzq1DRw/s320/UID_445_by_eelmikashigaru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201638109532024162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now life has been turned scaled up.. activities after activities piled my schedule.. initially to pre-occupy myself from the lonliness i once felt.. but it soon turned into something else.. with my final activity drawing near.. can i take the fall and fall back on my feet again? i'm not sure really.. but time will tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-U sem.. it was a total waste of time really.. for my sector of VIP ushers at least.. we were made to do the same thing over and over.. asked to do stuff with an intended agenda but no concrete planning.. we ended up standing there like some goon for hours. we stood there as instructed as the teachers debated over how things should be done.. which should have been done eons ago and not only now.. major changes were made to the plan we initially stuck to.. no breaks were given too.. or at least there was one.. but we were called back to be directional ushers for the Pre-U sem participants to their locations.. we waited from 9.30 to 11am and no on came.. we were then replaced by general ushers.. this made no sense at all.. we could have used that 90min of time to eat like 6subway meals for crying out loud.. so wad did we gain out of the whole time we spent there? making the effort to wake up at 5 and dragging our parents down with us in it? learn how to open glass doors and greeting our VIP.. surely we do not need 5 hours to get that done right? such inefficiency.. and i thought i was bad to make minor changes during chingay for my plans on actual day 2 weeks before.. now i know that was just my paranoia.. small changes are accepted.. but not revamping the whole plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that.. the VIP ushers had fun nonetheless.. telling jokes... random movements.. i started doing drills since i was wearing my boots and gave some ppl laughter.. i mimic the morning announcement at 7.30am so as to liven up the atmosphere.. and some many other random stuff were done too.. i juz hope the same thing wont happen again on thurs.. really dun... if it did.. i rather spent my time at home doing e learning.. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-5833372511705106516?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5833372511705106516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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really been rather mundane.. and the weather well pretty much screwed.. its super hot when u want it cool and cool when u want it hot.. its juz messed up.. but nothing dampen my morale in anyways.. well maybe it did on wed cuz i really wanted to play basketball before odac.. haha.. i got my wish in the end.. playing soccer with HnF and basketball with some other friends after that.. 2 hours of pure fun for a change.. and its not done in the dark as we ODAC always do after training.. playing basketball in the dark can be quite interesting and fun in a way though.. u juz cant see shit.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-U sem on actual site rehearsal is tml.. and i gotta leave early cuz i have dental.. meaning i have to travel 90min from NTU to eunos!! that's gonna be so boring la.. gosh.. thank god for PSP.. lol.. i wonder wad's it gonna be like tml... i wonder how our pre-u sem shirt is gonna be like.. i seriously hope it aint the ugly red one i saw.. the colour combi juz sucks.. i wonder how am i.. are we gonna spend our last training as J2 in ODAC next wed at bukit timah.. i wonder.. questions questions questions.. so much to think about.. so many possibilities.. how i wish i could juz pause time and enjoy the moments i had in ODAC and live through them again and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss this cca so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-4473736020557968996?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4473736020557968996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=4473736020557968996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCmfaRjKbUI/AAAAAAAAALE/-3j_-z0xmzs/s1600-h/manutdchampBPL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCmfaRjKbUI/AAAAAAAAALE/-3j_-z0xmzs/s320/manutdchampBPL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199862518512250178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man Utd!! we won the Primier league! chelsea only managed a miserable draw with bolton with off form shevscenko needing to save them from shame while manchester breezed by wigan with a decent 2-0 win! enough to top the tables and emerge champs! hopefully we can pull of a double this season.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.. Expose was really a heck of fun.. Keane was great.. we kanna the curse of the turban or so says douglas.. we overshot station 2 by a good 2km and my bike broke.. literally.. pei han fell, douglas shirt got torn.. mansfield laughed his mouth off.. so much happened.. haha.. o ya.. i also got tau pok twice and broke a see-saw at bedok reservior.. hurting my balls at the same time.. its hilarious.. haha.. cant wait to get my hands on the photos taken.. gonna be so cool.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODAC for me is coming to a close.. 3 more trainings and we're done.. 2 actually cuz friday i have pre-u sem.. and next wed is also unclear as there may be a workshop for us to attend too.. haiz.. leaving only the mountain climbing trip for me.. gonna miss this cca so much.. it brought me much joy, skills, friends, up my fitness level, realized how much i loved basketball, and a source of refuge when everything juz turns out wrong.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will closing this chapter open a new one for me? for my academics i hope.. passes for my mid years.. yes that'll be nice.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCmhphjKbVI/AAAAAAAAALM/GEZmeQtiBDo/s1600-h/998902bdfea080_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCmhphjKbVI/AAAAAAAAALM/GEZmeQtiBDo/s320/998902bdfea080_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199864979528510802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is juz cool.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-1559021913861232658?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1559021913861232658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=1559021913861232658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1559021913861232658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1559021913861232658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/05/glory-glory-man-utd-we-won-primier.html' title=''/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCmfaRjKbUI/AAAAAAAAALE/-3j_-z0xmzs/s72-c/manutdchampBPL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7785411909633540842</id><published>2008-05-07T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:33:04.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCG9a35C61I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Eo-4D2HE8uY/s1600-h/ODAC+ftw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/SCG9a35C61I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Eo-4D2HE8uY/s320/ODAC+ftw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197643714339728210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC.. my life, soul, spirit and motivation in MJC.. what am i to do without it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been over 2 months now.. 2 full months since i last blogged and now i am back.. not too sure why too but i am..&lt;br /&gt;so much have happened really.. so here's a simple nutshell as to what i have been up to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;MBT was a huge flop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duathlon was a blast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NVM was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ODAC recruited 33 new J1 as our 6th intake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 prominent leaders emerged from the new J1s.. triton hse cap, callisto hse cap, and SC president.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the new ODAC EXCO has been announced today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;X-blaze camp 08 was a really huge success&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;selected as Pre-U sem VIP usher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SPA is over!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOBO!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUXIN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;quite a long list huh? Expose is up next on the odac calender.. its this weekend actually.. cant wait for it.. the recce for it on Mayday was really fun, especially since we cycled up and down ECP twice! that totals around 24km of road.. Expose was fun this year... and with us planning it, and the J1s being as high as they are.. its gonna be one big blast.. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7785411909633540842?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7785411909633540842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7785411909633540842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7785411909633540842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7785411909633540842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-9095891448994976656</id><published>2008-02-28T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:59:24.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>valentine's.. 2weeks has already flown by..  and the gifts displayed beautifully on my study table.. the chocolates many still in the fridge.. roses died about a week ago.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;the little notes exchange, the stopping of friends along the corridors  to pass gifts to them.. the slipping of gifts under your mortal's table so as to remain anonymous, the smiles on the receiver's faces,  the shy faces as some of the girls pass their gifts to me.. i always enjoyed this special day, but it reminds me of the times i had in PAE in tpjc.. haiz.. those were truly the times..&lt;br /&gt;but the highlight this year really is  the gifts i got after valentine's day.. a stuffed dog, a JJ lin Cd with a small note and some jelly beans.. the best part was one of them came over to my house to pass it to me at around 9pm.. i was so touched.. she was from TPJC, and she came down immediately after her cca.. awww..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess nothing much could really be said about this day this year as i spent it doing last min prep for chingay which is the day after.. sad right? ahha.. but i tink its quite noble to be doing chingay on valentine's.. haha.. though i should really have asked her out.. but o well.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests are coming!!! gonna die die die die die die.. so much backlog to clear and so little die! how am i to survive block test!! ahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;O&lt;/big&gt;ut-of-pocket for some leisure time,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;L&lt;/big&gt;etting love and joy dictate the tasks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;U&lt;/big&gt;ndertaken for some modest dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;N&lt;/big&gt;o one volunteers but for a vision&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;T&lt;/big&gt;hat never fits but may oblige the truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;E&lt;/big&gt;ach finds some ideal with which to fashion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;E&lt;/big&gt;mblems of how inner grace is wrought.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big&gt;R&lt;/big&gt;elentless need and hunger rule the world;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;       &lt;big style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;o must volunteers sustain the good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;big&gt;C&lt;/big&gt;harity is like an unsung anthem&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;big&gt;H&lt;/big&gt;armonizing everything we see.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;big&gt;A&lt;/big&gt; gift can be a work of silent witness,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;big&gt;R&lt;/big&gt;emembrance, reverence, unsought forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;big&gt;I&lt;/big&gt;ntention, labor, time, philanthropy.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;big&gt;T&lt;/big&gt;he worth is measured only by redemption,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;big&gt;Y&lt;/big&gt;ielding nothing but the grace to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-1852944690308956468?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1852944690308956468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=1852944690308956468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1852944690308956468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1852944690308956468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/02/poems.html' title='poems'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-5544851771723708311</id><published>2008-02-22T19:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T20:15:07.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over?</title><content type='html'>more than a month has already passed since my last post.. man has it been that long? or rather when did time pass so fast?&lt;br /&gt;bonds were made, family ties strained, grades struggling to maintain, transportation costs sky rocket, donations thronged in, love in the air, crazy taxi fares, smiles, blading fun, crazy weekends, etc..&lt;br /&gt;it just been one packed month for me and i'm sure for the other leaders in chingay too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chingay is finally over.. relief? yes.. i do feel a sense of it, but now i feel something is lacking.. i now come home around 6 each day, a stark contrast to the usual 10pm during the final week pertaining to chingay itself.. i miss the crapping sessions i had with the SICs and EXCOs.. those late nights we spent at office just to do or help me do my logistics.. those long boring late recces of the parade routes made fun with lame jokes and prank calls.. my logistics ppl made one on me.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot fully express how much i miss u guys.. chingay withdrawal symptoms i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fhRFOcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/B0E1HuxVueg/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fhRFOcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/B0E1HuxVueg/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768975378495938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bimbo me and ahlian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fxRFOdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qb2zfMq0xMA/s1600-h/P1030743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fxRFOdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qb2zfMq0xMA/s320/P1030743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768979673463250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bimbo with her.. erm.. face.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fxRFOeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ni9L2YGB5Jw/s1600-h/P1030856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fxRFOeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ni9L2YGB5Jw/s320/P1030856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768979673463266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fadhil, Cheeri, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761gBRFOfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ID8S0HJKAcM/s1600-h/P1030861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761gBRFOfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ID8S0HJKAcM/s320/P1030861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768983968430578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me with wilson [one of my many gay partners..lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761OhRFOXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/eWHjv3zT9Q4/s1600-h/DSC03435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761OhRFOXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/eWHjv3zT9Q4/s320/DSC03435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768683320719730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cam whoring after a long night doing log&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761OhRFOYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HmAwmqt6H04/s1600-h/DSC03452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761OhRFOYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HmAwmqt6H04/s320/DSC03452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768683320719746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;missing u all so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761PBRFOZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iURny50R4eY/s1600-h/DSC03462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761PBRFOZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iURny50R4eY/s320/DSC03462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768691910654354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guys gaying at the back!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761PRRFOaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vZHT8UibajQ/s1600-h/n690727145_619280_3172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761PRRFOaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vZHT8UibajQ/s320/n690727145_619280_3172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768696205621666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the one on the left is my small boss!! CK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761PhRFObI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K9DwAioOcsM/s1600-h/n835794195_499175_4169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761PhRFObI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K9DwAioOcsM/s320/n835794195_499175_4169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169768700500588978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KK and K having fun with rubix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R762khRFOjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sPS9_BqD6Rw/s1600-h/100_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R762khRFOjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sPS9_BqD6Rw/s320/100_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169770160789469746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R762khRFOkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xNV-8TWOg8U/s1600-h/100_2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R762khRFOkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xNV-8TWOg8U/s320/100_2275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169770160789469762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my logistics team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R762kxRFOlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/D_WdZpvRSzo/s1600-h/100_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R762kxRFOlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/D_WdZpvRSzo/s320/100_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169770165084437074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the EXCOs who just cannot resist us.. or is it me.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;u know.. i just feel like saying individual thanks to all of you right here and now.. but that will be like.. 50names!! haha.. siao-ness.. so i shall say thanks to the closer few to me!! =) hope the rest of you dun mind yea? u all occupy a very big space in my heart... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KarKoon - thanks for always making all of us laugh!! u are one of the many jokers we have in the dreamteam.. including me of cuz.. haha!! thanks for lending us your advice on so many things.. esp those pertaining to logistics!! really appreciate them! love u dear! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;Joel - u and your funny enthics.. thanks for being such a great chairman.. though maybe a bit more welfare will work.. haha&lt;br /&gt;CK - though u arent always here with us.. i know u are serving our nation and i salute u!! haha.. but why cant army let u come out to help us more often!!! BEI LUN!!&lt;br /&gt;Charlyn - C!! i cannot forget our MACK.. though we dun really use it now.. its really been fun being with the 3 of you.. hope u get the guy u want!! haha *winks!&lt;br /&gt;Ama - A!! another MACK partner in crime.. haha.. didn really get to see u much during chingay.. and u are guilty of not taking a photo with me!! how can!! haha... o well.. thanks for everything!!&lt;br /&gt;Huiling - girl ar girl ar.. u VJ one leh.. how come need me teach you so many things.. lol.. but nvm!! since u take same combi as me, i shall help u! haha.. thanks for planning all those training and executing them!! without you.. no trainings, no trainings.. no volunteers, no volunteers.. no chingay! SEE!! u play such a big role!&lt;br /&gt;Chinyee - Chilli!! why u always scold me one.. i come straight from school to office u see me first thing scold me le! how can!! haha.. i know u were joking one la.. =) and.. no.. i not mama boy!!&lt;br /&gt;Dawn - Lady Boss!! its been great working with you!! thanks for always pushing me to do my work and reminding me about all my deadlines.. since the school term started.. u have been indispensible.. sometimes even running the show yourself!! haha.. thanks so much dawn!!&lt;br /&gt;Eileen - you ar.. damn fun to suan u know.. lol.. i know i'm like always mean to you and poking fun at you.. but its all just for fun k.. haha.. =) work out more.. so u wont look like a PONG anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;Minghan - M!! u and ur lame jokes.. haha.. cant stand them.. u are possibly the lamest person i known la! haha&lt;br /&gt;JC &amp;amp; Laimeng- Bimbo and ahLian!! u 2 are.. damn cute u know.. haha.. always joking around.. then always kanna target by the rest of us.. haha..fun times!&lt;br /&gt;Wilbert - yo!! my gay partner!! haha.. cant believe we did all that on city hall.. haha.. cant believe i didn know u earlier in tpjc!! argh!! haha.. nice knowing yea!&lt;br /&gt;Wilson - yo!! my second gay partner!! ur lame jokes are the best!! ahha.. always making new ones for all of us to hear!! love that bit of u!! i cant believe i have been calling u shaun though!! lol.. and u actually responded!!&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas - my third gay partner!! actually.. all my gay partners are lamers la.. lol.. i lazy repeat everything again! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Shiyong - My forth one!! omg.. i got 4? lol ur different u know? u are the overgrown one!! haha&lt;br /&gt;Christina - YO!! ur such a great friend! and we have bonded so much since we met like less than a month ago.. already we are flooding each other's phone with sms.. haha.. trying to talk our way through the boring days in school.. haha.. i know the dilemma u are going through now.. dun worry k.. God will make a way, though there may seem to be none.. it will all turn out fine~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;KaiPing - YO!! u v day bdae gal!! haha.. first right.. i'm sorry for making u angry that time k.. i know its damn long ago.. but still i am really sorry.. though ur a late entry to the MJ SIC group.. u are always welcome!! haha.. but i suan u must be careful one la!! u sit behind me during so many lectures.. lol. can die! muz watch out.. haha. maybe next time lecture i wear helmet.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Cheeri - What the PONG!! haha.. nuf said..&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil - yo!! how come all the MJ SIC in sector 6 one!! then i so left out in sector 1 and 2.. zzz.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Sherry - u little monkey!! haha.. always fun to talk and crap with u!!&lt;br /&gt;YingXiu - u and your unlimited amount of random highness!! always lifting our spirits and everyone elses!! haha.. how can anyone be so high!!&lt;br /&gt;Yhih Hua - harlo!! u ar.. ur scandal everyone know le!! haha.. hope u get him!!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda -OLSEN!! haha..cant believe i always call u camalita u know.. damn weird.. haha.. and ur hair looks like a guy!! LOL.. okok.. great job at sector 1 yea!!&lt;br /&gt;Camalita - why is it i always call amanda ur name ar? u 2 look alike isit.. i dun even know.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Jun Khiang - harlo u fellow ODACian!! CJC hoing leh.. dun thrash us during NVM hor.. haha&lt;br /&gt;DJ - u quiet guy u.. haha.. i rmb the time we first met on xmas eve... a security personnel doing an ushers job.. lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a great big thanks to the rest of the EXCOs and SICs whose name arent up there!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing all of u already..&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/7392687777266786076-5544851771723708311?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5544851771723708311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=5544851771723708311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5544851771723708311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5544851771723708311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over?'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R761fhRFOcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/B0E1HuxVueg/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7804783122247766084</id><published>2008-01-15T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:54:48.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work stress.. work stress.. AHH</title><content type='html'>that time of the year is coming again.. barely 1 month left.. omg.. no not valentines day not CNY.. CHINGAY!! haha.. ok fine.. so maybe i am looking forward to those 2 special dates too.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;its coming closer and closer.. my Log comm to-do-list is getting longer and longer.. L&amp;amp;W is becoming more of a sub comm of R&amp;amp;A also.. collating so much details.. which can simply be asked of R&amp;amp;A to help us a large bit since they have the database and all.. but i guess we could just chip in.. =]&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really happened the past 2 days.. juz really studying.. as in really study.. running the morning runs as usual.. running even more during PE.. which is damn hard though i ran an even faster average per round.. lol.. its like.. a hot sun.. humid weather.. and the wind blowing at you.. total crapness.. not to mention i hadnt had a drip of water since morning after my run.. that bottle of H-Two-O was the only liquid i drank that whole day.. its suicide man.. never gonna do that again.. come to think of it.. i think i could have ran even faster.. me and hongqing were running together.. pacing each other.. well at least till we met with a road block of girls.. lol.. blocked the whole damn road la.. hongqing ran over the right.. i ran left.. which turned out to be longer.. zz.. so he took ahead of me.. and were that ever since.. came in 20sec after him.. sigh.. that gives my timing for that 3.7km a 17min23sec.. total let down.. a break down shows its 1min52sec per 400m.. a minor improvement from my usual 22min for 4.4km.. do your own maths..&lt;br /&gt;that aside.. tml will be the first training together with the j1s!! cant wait man.. hope there some roses among the thorns.. haha.. chio bus la.. lol.. that should really brighten my day man.. haha.. =]..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7804783122247766084?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7804783122247766084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7804783122247766084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7804783122247766084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7804783122247766084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/work-stress-work-stress-ahh.html' title='work stress.. work stress.. AHH'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-8686448630519276472</id><published>2008-01-12T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:40:09.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making or breaking it</title><content type='html'>much has happened during the past week.. really alot.. morning runs continued for some of us at ODAC.. trying our very best to make it a culture to be carried on by our juniors.. the hidden agenda was of course to train for our Road Race.. haha.. tired, shag, sleepy in class, not doing homework.. it all seemed like a part of life for me at this moment..&lt;br /&gt;MJC also carried out our recruitment drive for chingay! the response was just overwhelming and the number in MJC alone has ballooned to about 400 from a mere 100 to begin with! thank you so much MJ leaders for sacrificing your time during recess to mend the booth!! missing lesson time just cuz we need to transit the booth to the people taking over.. or even so as the queue juz inflated!! WELL DONE PPL!! really.. i'm also proud to say that MJ made up the largest percentage among the volunteers recruited!! =) now we just have to take down the posters and put back the tables.. lol&lt;br /&gt;CCA recruitment was also extremely successful!! i never did expect that so many would sign up with ODAC!! we had over 100 names on the sign up list!! but just how many will end up in ODAC is still unknown.. but i hope we get about 40 of them!! that's gonna be very fun! thanks goes out to those at the recruitment booth! esp tammie for becoming a recording machine.. repeating her script over and over again.. and wee liang for le longin ODAC.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;EXCO meetin was also held on thursday night.. no joke ok.. coming down from school and rushing down there.. but its fun.. first time seeing everyone in their JC uniform.. haha.. not all were though.. gonna take a photo next time when everyone does! =)&lt;br /&gt;Fundraising has more or less been finalised.. juz the finishing touches left to it..&lt;br /&gt;PA briefing today was really.. lol.. i duno wad to sae really.. the heads and D.heads had to be in front and act attentive and interested.. enduring the cold and trying hard not to laugh and fighting boredom.. i ended up drawing the whole chingay parade route.. right down the to road closures and landmarks.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;that's it for this week i gues.. some other stuff happened during the briefing today.. but it has to be kept mum as we dont want anyone to know about it.. haha.. its juz a damn funny incident la.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-8686448630519276472?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8686448630519276472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=8686448630519276472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8686448630519276472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/8686448630519276472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-or-breaking-it.html' title='making or breaking it'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-598419411888921921</id><published>2008-01-04T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T19:47:56.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school's in</title><content type='html'>schools started.. "yeah" *cheers* \claps/&lt;br /&gt;it had to start off with a rather sour note.. teachers coming in and lecturing us about how important this year is going to be.. how not starting revision now will kill you literally.. scolding us for not completing our holiday homework.. well at least that's my class.. generally that's wad my teachers came in and told us.. its almost they made a pact with each other and decided to drive this message into our head.. my gosh.. as if we do not know wad they told us.. as if we need them to teach us wad to do.. i am however glad that most of my teachers didn change..  but they could at least be like those from S103.. coming into class and making everyone laugh with their incredible sense of humor... that aside.. i'm slowly reliving the days of the first half of last year.. the times when i didn feel left out.. but i wonder how long will this last? history has a bad habit of rearing its big ugly butt at you time and time again.. with its urge to only want to make your life a nightmare.. i pray not.. i really do.. dun wanna live those days again.. forget the past, live the present, hope for future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. me and gabriel started the school year with a crazy goal.. to start training for road race and ultimately win something back from it! this week alone we went twice in 3 days to run in the morning around 6.30.. before showering and going for assembly at 7.30.. crazy eh? maybe not so cuz u tink that we had 1 day rest in between.. the only reason for that was that it was raining that morning.. lol.. if not we would have ran every single morning! my stamina sucks.. really.. i was struggling to complete 3km[2rounds around school] on the first day.. super disappointed in myself.. but at least i managed to maintain a constant speed today for 5km.. the pace was markedly slower than my usual.. but i need to train for long distance and not mid distance like 2.4km.. road race is twice that distance and i need to be able to go at a constant pace throughout with fuel left to sprint the last stretch! gonna train as hard as i can for it now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the J1s shirt is really nice! the black one at least.. the white one had the word iMeridian printed on the back of the polo tee.. with MJC in front.. at first glance.. me and gabriel thought it was some guy being proud of the meridian forum or something.. then we went onto the train and saw a whole bunch wearing it.. omg.. whoever came up with the idea ought to be shot! but they redeemed themselves with the black azimuth shirt.. its damn nice! i tink i wanna ask if they have spare shoe bag for me.. lol.. azimuth means pinnacle by the way.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting Wei.. my "uncle" has entered MJC.. yup.. he found me in the toilet when i just came out of the bath.. lol.. total shockness.. no idea why he came here for.. btw.. he's younger than me.. its some funny hierarchy thing in the family that i have to call him uncle during CNY.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chingay training for CTC and Log is tml.. cant wait for it.. though its gonna be the same again.. no matters!! will make the best out of it! but have to wake up early again tml.. zzz reach RP at 7.30.. woodlands!! omg.. wish me luck in waking up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-598419411888921921?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/598419411888921921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=598419411888921921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/598419411888921921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/598419411888921921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/schools-in.html' title='school&apos;s in'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-5759062069173219400</id><published>2008-01-01T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:37:28.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one for the new year!</title><content type='html'>i have read so many blogs today, maybe cuz parents dun want me to go out in order to prepare for school, dun really see the use but anyways.. so many blogs had recaps reflections and all that abt 2007.. so i'm juz gonna do the same i guess.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole year began with PAE.. going through the motion of orientation as all freshies does.. meeting new friends.. bonding with friends who u know wont be in the same class as u..  but its an experience for the book, it kick started the year for all of us.. in a new environment.. o i miss the times in TPJC.. i really do.. even now i wished that S04 had stayed together and not move away even till now.. i wished i was with hooks 7 all the way.. crapping with my OGLs.. sweating it out with the dragonboat team.. going all out with soccer friends during PE, having fun tackling the teachers without a fear that they will bite back at you.. the times when i still struggled with my pull ups.. pulling only a pathetic 3 then.. o i miss the times..&lt;br /&gt;those get togethers with my orientation people.. though it only had 4 of us.. those bubble tea outings with S04.. ponning KI classes with the other KI ppl in my class.. playing basketball with other random people.. coming back to TPJC even after we were posted to MJC just so we could say hi to our friends having orientation and play more basketball.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osvloL_JI/AAAAAAAAADU/bIOQx06IoLg/s1600-h/D07_001_395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osvloL_JI/AAAAAAAAADU/bIOQx06IoLg/s320/D07_001_395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478319917726866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooks 7 was the name, pwnage was our game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osvloL_KI/AAAAAAAAADc/VdBD_wi1euI/s1600-h/D07_001_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osvloL_KI/AAAAAAAAADc/VdBD_wi1euI/s320/D07_001_021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478319917726882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ogls being so out of place.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osv1oL_LI/AAAAAAAAADk/WpK36sBBmks/s1600-h/DSC04084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osv1oL_LI/AAAAAAAAADk/WpK36sBBmks/s320/DSC04084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478324212694194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoying the laspe time in between stations during orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3oswFoL_MI/AAAAAAAAADs/QDw4tpE09YQ/s1600-h/DSC04337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3oswFoL_MI/AAAAAAAAADs/QDw4tpE09YQ/s320/DSC04337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478328507661506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geraldine looked for me all over east coast to take a photo with me.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3otCloL_PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2SxF0uNCrnA/s1600-h/P1010307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3otCloL_PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2SxF0uNCrnA/s320/P1010307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478646335241458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S04.. i miss u guys loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3oswFoL_NI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HxJCKznMkZs/s1600-h/P1010265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3oswFoL_NI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HxJCKznMkZs/s320/P1010265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478328507661522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if only we could freeze time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3otCloL_QI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ISm6bIJ44ws/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3otCloL_QI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ISm6bIJ44ws/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150478646335241474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 4 of us celeb jasper bdae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3otgloL_RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9mL6egh6fSA/s1600-h/P1020125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3otgloL_RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9mL6egh6fSA/s320/P1020125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150479161731317010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and xinyi's..&lt;br /&gt;mine and chen chuan's has yet to be planned.. but i guess we will celeb it during this year.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3ozeloL_SI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XfwSXX9DAUA/s1600-h/Speak+see+hear+no+evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3ozeloL_SI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XfwSXX9DAUA/s320/Speak+see+hear+no+evil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150485724441345314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;going back to TPJC and ponning all admin lectures.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i might say the first 3 months were the most enjoyable.. to be able to go through life without a heck in the world.. to be able to do things without a care for restrictions.. to be able to procrastinate knowing no consequences will be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the wheels of time never stops.. and i soon find myself in MJC..&lt;br /&gt;fun it was during the initial stages.. but i was never bonded with my class.. the distance grew bigger.. and eventually a gaping hole found itself between us.. a mere unstable bridge linked us.. things had happened.. i choose to ignore it and carry on with life.. that didn work.. i tried to rectify it.. things got worse.. i eventually resorted to shunning my life out of it.. living on as an invisible being.. a ghost prowling amongst the class.. found myself a new group to hang out.. but i know that aint the way.. i will try to close this gap once more.. i dun care how long it takes.. being this far apart from my class just wont do.. not in my books.. even so.. through this turmoil.. friendships were made.. no matter how thin a thread it is held by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3ozxFoL_TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sFDL5t-jjBY/s1600-h/P1010565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3ozxFoL_TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sFDL5t-jjBY/s320/P1010565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150486042268925234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vincitore triton 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3ozxVoL_UI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hvMW7G5CzMY/s1600-h/IMG_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3ozxVoL_UI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hvMW7G5CzMY/s320/IMG_2133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150486046563892546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dont really rmb when this was taken.. but that's our beloved former chem cher.. miss u so much!! hope ur having fun in RJC!! Teach David well there!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MJC of cuz came with its benefits.. ODAC was the major one.. its possibly the most random mix of people ever! not to mention the biggest congregation of random jokers!! the times we had.. we spent.. we sacrificed for this beautiful CCA.. i aint gonna forget the times we had.. the basketball sessions before and after trainings.. the crazy climb up mountains while doing stupid random stuff.. o man.. Eugene.. thanks for leading us all the way.. u imba choingster.. haha.. bobo.. thanks for being the source of all laughter.. cant imagine odac without you.. ivan faharn, thanks for forming that bridge committee of ours for randomness sake.. haha.. and of cuz to all the other ODACians even those who left.. thanks for making ODAC the No.1 CCA in MJ.. even though many would disagree.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3D1oL_VI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mfSlcQVnbpc/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3D1oL_VI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mfSlcQVnbpc/s320/XBlaze+07+167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150489662926355794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting our act tgt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3D1oL_WI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iH7fU_b05hA/s1600-h/XBlaze+07+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3D1oL_WI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iH7fU_b05hA/s320/XBlaze+07+168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150489662926355810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we are soon one big family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3EFoL_XI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-iUTs6EPb7A/s1600-h/P1010654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3EFoL_XI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-iUTs6EPb7A/s320/P1010654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150489667221323122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doing crazy stuff like overnight racing during EXPOSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bFoL_YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QEWqQyccX6c/s1600-h/P1010835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bFoL_YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QEWqQyccX6c/s320/P1010835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490062358314370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and crazy random forfeits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bVoL_ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NqM0a1V5CL8/s1600-h/P1010875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bVoL_ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NqM0a1V5CL8/s320/P1010875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490066653281682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;writing crazy random things on mountains.. almost happened again in viet.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bVoL_aI/AAAAAAAAAFc/seU3YwK9QMM/s1600-h/P1030036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bVoL_aI/AAAAAAAAAFc/seU3YwK9QMM/s320/P1030036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490066653281698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;draggin sec sch kids along with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bloL_bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hHOZLRS6SzY/s1600-h/P1030072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3bloL_bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hHOZLRS6SzY/s320/P1030072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490070948249010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and paying for what we did.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3b1oL_cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/a3rOa89WanE/s1600-h/P1030111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3b1oL_cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/a3rOa89WanE/s320/P1030111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490075243216322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;think we made them crazy and random along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3j1oL_dI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7LTrHFnw2K0/s1600-h/P10108470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o3j1oL_dI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7LTrHFnw2K0/s320/P10108470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490212682169810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but i tink that's just normal for us.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o32loL_eI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y5JtVvdJSzc/s1600-h/ODAC+sentosa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o32loL_eI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Y5JtVvdJSzc/s320/ODAC+sentosa+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490534804717026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentosa outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o321oL_fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0i8vapWq6ME/s1600-h/P1000452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o321oL_fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0i8vapWq6ME/s320/P1000452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490539099684338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o33VoL_hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/nRBb28B-dwQ/s1600-h/P1020717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o33VoL_hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/nRBb28B-dwQ/s320/P1020717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490547689618962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ODAC'07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4M1oL_iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Gu89F5TbFVU/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4M1oL_iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Gu89F5TbFVU/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490917056806434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;going on kayak trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4NFoL_jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NJ-dkRGOytI/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4NFoL_jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NJ-dkRGOytI/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490921351773746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4NFoL_kI/AAAAAAAAAGs/hB0-HTcbOUM/s1600-h/Kayak+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4NFoL_kI/AAAAAAAAAGs/hB0-HTcbOUM/s320/Kayak+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150490921351773762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting that 1 star cert..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4ZloL_lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xi468-Ua5RI/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4ZloL_lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xi468-Ua5RI/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150491136100138578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the name says it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4Z1oL_mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hSnJ7R9TRkc/s1600-h/ODAC+runners+colosseum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4Z1oL_mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hSnJ7R9TRkc/s320/ODAC+runners+colosseum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150491140395105890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;going all out even during school events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nVoL_nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Q_ysN1VLcF4/s1600-h/035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nVoL_nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Q_ysN1VLcF4/s320/035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150491372323339890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and bobo on some random peak of the many peaks on that peaky mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nloL_oI/AAAAAAAAAHM/w3qS2LZhpX0/s1600-h/051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nloL_oI/AAAAAAAAAHM/w3qS2LZhpX0/s320/051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150491376618307202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wrapping it up on mt fansipan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nloL_pI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MwDKmL81ibA/s1600-h/171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nloL_pI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MwDKmL81ibA/s320/171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150491376618307218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prep to go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nloL_qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/w9mTiudfIzI/s1600-h/176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o4nloL_qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/w9mTiudfIzI/s320/176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150491376618307234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and back we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;even my birthday this year was extra special.. 6faith'02 organised a get together right smack on my bdae.. wow.. and they even got me a cake without me tellin em! gosh.. 17 donuts from donut factory! so cool! thanks u all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o7KVoL_rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TrEipQWTytk/s1600-h/P1020796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o7KVoL_rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TrEipQWTytk/s320/P1020796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150494172642016946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting back together after 5 long years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o7KVoL_sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ugQBbx6--DU/s1600-h/P1020808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o7KVoL_sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ugQBbx6--DU/s320/P1020808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150494172642016962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that special cake of mine.. some donuts were gone by the time this photo snapped.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o7KloL_tI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TxA0ak9H9Jo/s1600-h/P1020824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o7KloL_tI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TxA0ak9H9Jo/s320/P1020824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150494176936984274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jermyn, kevin, kenneth transport buddies.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being a Conversation Ambassador.. o man that name just sounds so nice doesen it? haha.. yup.. it sure does.. and the job rocks.. not only we do it for CIP.. but we interact with animals.. not to mention free entry to zoo.. discounts in zoo.. half price BnJ.. haha.. o that's the life!! but my stint as one is almost coming to an end.. its a 6months thing.. i started in july.. so come feb.. i am no longer one.. juz an alumni.. gonna miss the times there.. Char and Mich.. we met only during then.. yet we became good friends so fast.. u offered me advice.. i offered u mine.. u drove me home.. i crapped with u all along the way.. haha.. gonna miss u all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o9T1oL_uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eoqmDTwLIl8/s1600-h/Miche-0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o9T1oL_uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eoqmDTwLIl8/s320/Miche-0606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496534874029794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;char and mich sae i butterfly attractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o9T1oL_vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EWdk0k0_MVU/s1600-h/P1020873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o9T1oL_vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EWdk0k0_MVU/s320/P1020873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496534874029810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now i know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o9UFoL_wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xOSb1nXrTuo/s1600-h/P1030002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o9UFoL_wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xOSb1nXrTuo/s320/P1030002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150496539168997122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gonna miss this badge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OBS.. those 9 days.. that cursed yellow buoy.. the stupid oil spill.. tink come all the way from korea.. lol.. that 88.888km kayak journey.. gonna miss it all.. the times we spent at the canteen.. the times we spent juz crapping.. the times we spent nuaing and being late for almost everything.. haha.. those are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-GFoL_xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BRj4eJ46emY/s1600-h/OBS030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-GFoL_xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BRj4eJ46emY/s320/OBS030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150497398162456338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Washington.. NUAshington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-GVoL_yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cpf11W9lvcI/s1600-h/88.888km.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-GVoL_yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cpf11W9lvcI/s320/88.888km.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150497402457423650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;says it all.. juz hope stand chart dun sue us.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chingay.. being part of it is juz fun fun fun!!! meetin so many new people.. getting all stressed up with deadlines.. doing saikang cuz my dept has those words written all over us.. lol.. getting to know random ppl like Minghan karkoon and ck.. haha.. forming an unofficial clique juz so to protest against big boss's words of no cliques.. MACK.. minghan, amalina, charlyn, kenneth.. the internal scandals we form for the sake of fun.. lol.. the xmas exchange.. o man.. missing it and living it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o--1oL_zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Rv5X_fLQKlY/s1600-h/n690727145_529544_4074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o--1oL_zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Rv5X_fLQKlY/s320/n690727145_529544_4074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498373120032562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-_FoL_0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Uyq177toAOk/s1600-h/n690727145_560322_3425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-_FoL_0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Uyq177toAOk/s320/n690727145_560322_3425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498377414999874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-_VoL_1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ycb23qQNwo8/s1600-h/P1030695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3o-_VoL_1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ycb23qQNwo8/s320/P1030695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150498381709967186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the top 7 achievements.. in no orfer of merit for the year 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting promoted!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being a CA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Part of Chingay Dreamteam EXCO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completing 88.888km on a kayak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clinching 4 medals this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting to know all sorts of new friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MACK&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;just hope this year will be just as good.. in terms of relationships.. i juz want to mend the broken ones, forge new ones, and reinforce current ones..=] that's all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3pCA1oL_2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/tWS59_2hY1c/s1600-h/P1010895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3pCA1oL_2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/tWS59_2hY1c/s320/P1010895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150501706014654306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7392687777266786076-5759062069173219400?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5759062069173219400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=5759062069173219400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5759062069173219400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/5759062069173219400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-for-new-year.html' title='one for the new year!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3osvloL_JI/AAAAAAAAADU/bIOQx06IoLg/s72-c/D07_001_395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-764870294819511406</id><published>2007-12-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:43:54.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past week</title><content type='html'>so much has happened.. xmas.. BBQ.. chingay.. loads of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;did security duty at atrium on xmas eve.. cant believe i actually did it.. complete waste of time.. but o well.. at least i counted down with my chingay ppl.. and a few of us went siao and said merry xmas to every soul we saw.. haha..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3e6eFoL_II/AAAAAAAAADM/xSR547d76dY/s1600-h/PICs%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3e6eFoL_II/AAAAAAAAADM/xSR547d76dY/s320/PICs%2B037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149789724991028354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is probably the only photo we took that night.. firstly is cuz we were not allowed to use handphone.. let alone cameras.. so this was some sort a quick random impromptu one.. lol&lt;br /&gt;that's DJ btw.. the doorman.. gosh.. cant believe he did it wearing the security vest.. total wrong job.. haha.. CK was just super happy DJ aint in Crowd Control.. lol.. he makes the perfect usher.. gonna push for him to be in VVIP sector.. lalala&lt;br /&gt;xmas was rather.. well.. xmas.. lol.. nth much happened.. just went down to ppl's house.. played majong.. more majong.. dai di.. bridge.. ramli.. muthu.. yea.. juz wasting time basically haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to chingay! we finally got our shirts!! haha.. its a nice brown colour.. ok not the shade of brown i prefer.. but it works.. the whole training went quite smoothly and the best part would definitely be that i met so many friends there, nope.. i dun mean the JC friends.. i mean my long lost one!! those from sec sch.. pri sch even!! some even went HCI.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;that's that i guess.. cant really reveal more.. not sure if i am allowed to.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;the EXCO ppl went to causeway point to makan aft that.. Joel PS us along the way.. wrong choice it was.. all of us immediately sms him this exact phrase.. "Pangseh Kia." then another one in 1 minute interval.. "Bei Lun." LOL.. his poor phone.. had lunch.. well maybe tea.. at yoshinoya.. then went home.. and had a well deserved rest.. talked to chinyee on the bus all the way back.. haha..crapping and randoming all the way.. =] she dropped of at yishun though.. and i knocked out immediately on the bus.. slept all the way to tamp interchange.. zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-764870294819511406?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/764870294819511406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=764870294819511406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/764870294819511406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/764870294819511406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/past-week.html' title='the past week'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R3e6eFoL_II/AAAAAAAAADM/xSR547d76dY/s72-c/PICs%2B037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-2177748046502049379</id><published>2007-12-23T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:45:57.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season's Greetings</title><content type='html'>Xmas aint even here yet.. and i'm already experiencing what it is.. presents have flowed in.. Xmas dinners already attended.. Xmas svc already been to.. man..&lt;br /&gt;ok. shall start with friday.. went to catch a movie with ODAC at marina.. the usual place.. haha.. National Treasure was the movie in demand and everything was rather typical.. until we saw bobo who joined us after caroling.. omg.. he was like wearing a buttoned shirt and jeans and shoes!! that's like super rare.. eh no.. first time we saw him wearing like that!! haha.. *he usually wears a jersey shorts and slippers out*&lt;br /&gt;the movie was alright i guess.. still feel the first installation was way better though.. but the part where he kidnapped the president.. that was juz hilarious lah! then we cracked a joke on our own Big Man.. bringing him into a cave with no light.. lol.. cant even see him le!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i left them early as i had a xmas dinner to attend.. normally i would give it a miss.. but this one was special.. the party is held by KF seetoh.. the makansutra guy.. ya i know him personally.. haha.. the food there is obviously gonna be super good! and true it was.. so maybe it wasnt the die die must try food featured in that food book.. but the food is just as good! Turkey was so tender.. beef so meaty.. chinese ham so unique! nachos with avocado the best! and of cuz.. the alcohol!! haha.. lemonchino.. its this drink with 20% alcohol and lemon flavoured.. duh.. its a sweet sour taste initially followed by a very warm after taste.. damn shioK! the only other teens other than my bro were like sec 1 and sec 2.. so really nth much to talk abt other than telling em wad JC was all about.. lol.. so ya lor.. o well at least there's ppl to talk to.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended church yesterday.. 22dec.. went with Grace's cg.. was it destiny that i went? i had no plans to go initially.. then OBS outing was cancelled.. that still didn remind me abt the svc.. then i saw someone i thought is ru feng.. didn call out to her though then i was reminded abt CHC.. called Grace and told her i'm coming over.. and wala! i'm there.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R25ztFoL_GI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nZ3CT56_Rv8/s1600-h/P1030731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R25ztFoL_GI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nZ3CT56_Rv8/s320/P1030731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147178642573098082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R25ztloL_HI/AAAAAAAAADE/p4BrnUo5onQ/s1600-h/P1030735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R25ztloL_HI/AAAAAAAAADE/p4BrnUo5onQ/s320/P1030735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147178651163032690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was a candlelight svc to represent the silent night Jesus was born on Xmas night.. it reminded me of alot of things.. but mainly why i MIA for a while.. chingay? dun tink that's really a good excuse.. nth can be used.. i have decided to return.. for svc at least.. but there's still one more obstacle.. parents.. they have longed objected to me going as they say it takes up precious stdy time.. sigh.. first they say they wont touch me once i enter JC.. then now they say once i enter Uni.. ya right like i will belive.. the same story prob gonna repeat itself.. but heck.. juz gonna do it my way and prove to em it can be done.. =) that's the way i operate i guess.. not really ideal or a role model type.. but its just me.. wanting to prove myself..  =)&lt;br /&gt;BBQ with my new or soon to be my cg on friday.. cant wait for it.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-2177748046502049379?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2177748046502049379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=2177748046502049379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2177748046502049379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/2177748046502049379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Season&apos;s Greetings'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R25ztFoL_GI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nZ3CT56_Rv8/s72-c/P1030731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-1573215918711185957</id><published>2007-12-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:23:38.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam</title><content type='html'>Guess i should at least talk abt vietnam.. even if its just a small bit.. its been almost 2 weeks since i got back.. ok.. so maybe abt 9days.. i would be lying if i were to say i do not miss viet.. i absolutely miss it.. esp SAPA's cold weather..&lt;br /&gt;i will miss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the cold refreshing weather of Sapa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the imba pig who fell down a cliff after being confronted by a puppy and walk away uninjured&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the eyes of the kids there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the LCB and their never take no for an answer attitude.. lol.. "Sir u buy from me? 2000dong.." "no thanks" "yes thanks.. yes thanks! u buy frm me?" LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the night at rezza's hotel room with the fireplace and sat TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bobo's begger impersonation.. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the amazing race to get hot water on the train for maggie mee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping at hanoi!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anuja's super paiseh face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vera's "love"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opera cake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;star-gazing at mt fanxipan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suntanning at halong bay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that super funny dance at hanoi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bobo and zhi wei's choreographed dance!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tk's riding the motorbike&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;so many memories.. if only i had the photos with me now to review it again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-1573215918711185957?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1573215918711185957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=1573215918711185957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1573215918711185957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1573215918711185957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-1782676407971134597</id><published>2007-12-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:44:24.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbreakable lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unbreakable - Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my hand,&lt;br /&gt;touch my heart,&lt;br /&gt;held me close,&lt;br /&gt;you were always there ,by my side,&lt;br /&gt;night and day,&lt;br /&gt;through it all,&lt;br /&gt;baby come what may,&lt;br /&gt;swept away on a wave of emotion,&lt;br /&gt;oh were caught in the eye of a storm,&lt;br /&gt;and whenever you smile,&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly believe that your mine,&lt;br /&gt;believe that your mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is unbreakable,&lt;br /&gt;its unmistakable,&lt;br /&gt;and each time i look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i know why,&lt;br /&gt;this love is untouchable,&lt;br /&gt;i feel in my heart just cant deny,&lt;br /&gt;each time i look in your eyes ohh baby,&lt;br /&gt;i know why,&lt;br /&gt;this love is unbreakable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share the laughter,&lt;br /&gt;share the tears,&lt;br /&gt;we both know,&lt;br /&gt;we`ll grow old from here,&lt;br /&gt;cause together,we are strong,&lt;br /&gt;in my arms,thats where you belong,&lt;br /&gt;i`ve been touched by the hands of an angel,&lt;br /&gt;i`ve been blessed by the power of love,&lt;br /&gt;and whenever you smile,&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly believe that your mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is unbreakable,&lt;br /&gt;its unmistakable,&lt;br /&gt;each time i look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i know why,&lt;br /&gt;this love is untouchable,&lt;br /&gt;i feel in my heart just cant deny,&lt;br /&gt;each time you whisper my name ohh baby&lt;br /&gt;i know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is unbreakable,&lt;br /&gt;through fire and flames,&lt;br /&gt;when all this is over,&lt;br /&gt;our love still remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is unbrekable,&lt;br /&gt;its unmistakable,&lt;br /&gt;each time i look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i know why,&lt;br /&gt;this love is untouchable,&lt;br /&gt;i feel in my heart just cant deny,&lt;br /&gt;each time you whisper my name ohh baby,&lt;br /&gt;i know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause each time i look in your eyes ohh baby,&lt;br /&gt;i know why,&lt;br /&gt;this love is unbreakable.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-1782676407971134597?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1782676407971134597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=1782676407971134597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1782676407971134597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/1782676407971134597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/unbreakable-lyrics.html' title='Unbreakable lyrics'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-4975721904210412142</id><published>2007-12-19T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:16:45.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peoms.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROMISE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will love you with all my heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;To have forever - never to part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This is a promise engrained in me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Take my hand and let it be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will go to the ends of the earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;if that is what you need, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Just say yes and let your soul take the lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This is a promise at the core of me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Kiss my lips and let this be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will wipe your tears with no questions asked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;No more will your feelings be masked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This is a promise I make to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Look into my eyes and follow through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will know how to hold you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;just by the look in your eye, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will never forget - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;not even on the day that I die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This is a promise of my passion for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;smile at me and make it true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will support you even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;when I cannot support myself anymore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will dig deeper and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;find the hidden strength at my inner core. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This promise means I sacrifice all of me for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Understand this- and make our lives anew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I will love you with everything so deep inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And to only you - this gift I shall confide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This is a promise so incredibly real, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;kiss me my love and you shall feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Promises&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I can't believe I fell for your lies&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm the one who cries&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seemed so true&lt;br /&gt;But now you're making me blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just leave you alone?&lt;br /&gt;Can I really live on my own?&lt;br /&gt;Others might even love me too&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know I'll still long for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you to call&lt;br /&gt;But there's no sign of you at all&lt;br /&gt;I know that when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to promise forever&lt;br /&gt;But why aren't we together?&lt;br /&gt;How can you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I thought we're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The everlasting memories we share&lt;br /&gt;I honestly found them so rare&lt;br /&gt;Being together for quite long&lt;br /&gt;I just thought we were strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care for you and I do love you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you love me the way I do&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would keep your promises&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't want my heart in pieces.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUIET LOVE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;No tears, no heartache, no win or lose.&lt;br /&gt;A new way to love, I have found.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile gives to me peace.&lt;br /&gt;Your voice caresses my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes tell all... and more&lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have shown me a new way to love.&lt;br /&gt;Much laughter, joyfilled heart,&lt;br /&gt;We are one... together.&lt;br /&gt;A new way to love, you have given me.&lt;br /&gt;Your sighs of love&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill every empty and shattered dream.&lt;br /&gt;You have made whole&lt;br /&gt;the broken soul of abused love.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;nose touching nose,&lt;br /&gt;eye to eye,&lt;br /&gt;we have... a Quiet Love.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-4975721904210412142?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4975721904210412142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=4975721904210412142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4975721904210412142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4975721904210412142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/peoms.html' title='peoms.. =)'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7114562368955848183</id><published>2007-12-18T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:28:20.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CA BBQ!</title><content type='html'>17dec&lt;br /&gt;CA BBQ at the zoo.. haha.. how cool can it get.. lol.. met CAs from all batches!! including those of pioneer batches! we ate.. we played.. and played somemore then came the best part of the night i tink..haha.. ghost stories.. =).. michelle was so spooked she went to 1 corner and refused to listen to any of them.. haha.. who could blame her.. it was pitch dark except for the lamps we brought.. we were in some ulu place in the zoo behind the corporate office.. haha.. stories were told.. of the mysterious zoo keeper at night safari.. the man at the corporate office.. the haunted road of mandai lake.. mysterious events during the halloween season.. stories from tekong.. from sec schs.. frm JCs.. Uni.. haha.. everywhere lah! juz damn fun.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;we went to the night safari aft that.. but not for very long cuz we had to catch the last train home.. zoo to simei aint really near.. lol.. so ya lor.. juz went in.. sit tram tour ard.. window shop abit then come out le.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2flPloL_CI/AAAAAAAAACc/gYlHrDibMNE/s1600-h/P1030711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2flPloL_CI/AAAAAAAAACc/gYlHrDibMNE/s320/P1030711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145333155255548962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;greetings from Night Safari!! a BLACK and WHITE xmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2flP1oL_DI/AAAAAAAAACk/4um-i8WGNx0/s1600-h/P1030712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2flP1oL_DI/AAAAAAAAACk/4um-i8WGNx0/s320/P1030712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145333159550516274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the CAs who stayed behind.. it was already ard 11pm.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;18dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went down to do duty today at atrium.. damn boring lah.. but its okay.. kept crapping with Charlyn and karkoon.. we were suppose to walk along orchard road to get ppl to join youthbank and join chingay if possible.. but we were lazy.. so we 3 juz settled at starbucks.. got coffee.. and did tele-marketing? lol.. managed to get 2ppl to join chingay! Char got 4.. KK only 1.. LOL.. poor guy.. went over to taka later cuz Char wanted to try dance costumes and maybe get some NJ ppl to join.. only to find they all are already in chingay.. zzz.. o well.. at least we tried right? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i should go sakura with my friends tml for dinner.. quite pain to wallet leh.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;o well.. wadever happens.. happens.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya.. here's what my tag looks like.. ok i know RANDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2fmzloL_FI/AAAAAAAAAC0/v6X_C8YEsTg/s1600-h/P1030725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2fmzloL_FI/AAAAAAAAAC0/v6X_C8YEsTg/s320/P1030725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145334873242467410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks not bad right? =)&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/7392687777266786076-7114562368955848183?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7114562368955848183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7114562368955848183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7114562368955848183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7114562368955848183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/ca-bbq.html' title='CA BBQ!'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2flPloL_CI/AAAAAAAAACc/gYlHrDibMNE/s72-c/P1030711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-4470805585847269020</id><published>2007-12-16T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:35:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leader</title><content type='html'>i know i'm supposed to be updating abt vietnam.. but it wont be a nice post without photos! and my cam was with my parents who were in perth! haha.. so ya.. wait for photos from the rest first!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15dec.. a day to be remembered.. we had the leader's training for chingay via an Amazing Race!!&lt;br /&gt;and so i was a facilitator for group 3.. and really.. its funness.. had loads of fun crapping with them.. and i tink we really bonded quite well over just a simple lunch!&lt;br /&gt;either ways.. i'm just super proud of my group cuz we finished everything first! though we didn win in the end.. doesen really matter right? haha.. just so proud of all of you! remember.. spread the energy to the volunteers under you!! let's make Chingay08 a big success!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn7VoL-_I/AAAAAAAAACE/iCPqsUXj5qw/s1600-h/P1030691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn7VoL-_I/AAAAAAAAACE/iCPqsUXj5qw/s320/P1030691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144773155944659954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 3~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn7loL_AI/AAAAAAAAACM/qtDwyDg3jjg/s1600-h/P1030692a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn7loL_AI/AAAAAAAAACM/qtDwyDg3jjg/s320/P1030692a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144773160239627266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 3!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn71oL_BI/AAAAAAAAACU/bLzhzz9yT1U/s1600-h/P1030695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn71oL_BI/AAAAAAAAACU/bLzhzz9yT1U/s320/P1030695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144773164534594578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQFoL-6I/AAAAAAAAABc/c7vC2wS8TUg/s1600-h/n690727145_529544_4074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQFoL-6I/AAAAAAAAABc/c7vC2wS8TUg/s320/n690727145_529544_4074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144772412915317666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chingay Leaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQVoL-7I/AAAAAAAAABk/MEGsqwZgDIE/s1600-h/P1030671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQVoL-7I/AAAAAAAAABk/MEGsqwZgDIE/s320/P1030671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144772417210284978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;juz me with yumiko's retro glasses on.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQVoL-8I/AAAAAAAAABs/0fC9ZHK1jNU/s1600-h/P1030672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQVoL-8I/AAAAAAAAABs/0fC9ZHK1jNU/s320/P1030672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144772417210284994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 3's skit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQloL-9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ISkJ7JGJ8_g/s1600-h/P1030686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQloL-9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ISkJ7JGJ8_g/s320/P1030686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144772421505252306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dawn occupying herself with rubix cube..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQ1oL--I/AAAAAAAAAB8/8aA7EJj6g_c/s1600-h/P1030688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XnQ1oL--I/AAAAAAAAAB8/8aA7EJj6g_c/s320/P1030688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144772425800219618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chinyee seems to be enjoying this! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmtloL-1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/QgPBv6knOy0/s1600-h/n690727145_529538_9215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmtloL-1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/QgPBv6knOy0/s320/n690727145_529538_9215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771820209830738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xmt1oL-2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/3Xe5xILBxEQ/s1600-h/n690727145_529539_9765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xmt1oL-2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/3Xe5xILBxEQ/s320/n690727145_529539_9765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771824504798050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xmt1oL-3I/AAAAAAAAABE/pCDHueiZ3j8/s1600-h/n690727145_529540_184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xmt1oL-3I/AAAAAAAAABE/pCDHueiZ3j8/s320/n690727145_529540_184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771824504798066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group.. err.. dun rmb le.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmuFoL-4I/AAAAAAAAABM/FwhB2SicYGw/s1600-h/n690727145_529541_613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmuFoL-4I/AAAAAAAAABM/FwhB2SicYGw/s320/n690727145_529541_613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771828799765378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmuVoL-5I/AAAAAAAAABU/fin5_nus3AU/s1600-h/n690727145_529542_3192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmuVoL-5I/AAAAAAAAABU/fin5_nus3AU/s320/n690727145_529542_3192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771833094732690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAFoL-wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PxqdO3lYPVw/s1600-h/n690727145_529494_6879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAFoL-wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PxqdO3lYPVw/s320/n690727145_529494_6879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771038525782786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joel doing this thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAVoL-xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nm38QfmFkjw/s1600-h/n690727145_529527_570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAVoL-xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nm38QfmFkjw/s320/n690727145_529527_570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771042820750098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAVoL-yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LPGLGEwCk6w/s1600-h/n690727145_529529_1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAVoL-yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LPGLGEwCk6w/s320/n690727145_529529_1705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771042820750114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAloL-zI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8oSsyTjGNRM/s1600-h/n690727145_529537_8706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmAloL-zI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8oSsyTjGNRM/s320/n690727145_529537_8706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771047115717426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmA1oL-0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Be-d__V4WAA/s1600-h/n690727145_529535_6459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2XmA1oL-0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Be-d__V4WAA/s320/n690727145_529535_6459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144771051410684738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had loads of fun during dinner too.. telling ghost stories while munching on macs.. lol.. Ama and Char were so freaked out by it.. nv knew ghost stories can be so disturbing!! haha.. stories were told of tekong.. haunted toy r us.. marist.. dunman.. victoria.. NTU.. camps.. haha.. so many genres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have more fun till holidays come to a close.. =) shit.. haven started on work yet.. o heck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-4470805585847269020?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4470805585847269020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=4470805585847269020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4470805585847269020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/4470805585847269020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/leader.html' title='leader'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPRUsYZFx_A/R2Xn7VoL-_I/AAAAAAAAACE/iCPqsUXj5qw/s72-c/P1030691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392687777266786076.post-7139041950881382717</id><published>2007-12-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:58:53.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home..</title><content type='html'>ever since that idiot who hacked my email.. everything is getting siao.. not only that i can no longer access my mail.. but neither can i access my previous blog which is accessed using my old email! damn it!&lt;br /&gt;o well.. here's a new home for it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who called to ask.. smsed to tell me.. thanks loads!! for those who emphatised.. i love u all.. for those who tried to help.. i love u all the same!!&lt;br /&gt;dun worry.. i'm well and fine in Singapore and not in Nigeria.. no i'm not helping some AIDS cause.. though i wish i was.. lol.. no i dun owe a $1550 hotel bill.. and no i'm not in the central library there.. didn't even know they had one!! let alone have internet access there!&lt;br /&gt;yup.. i'm well and alive in Singapore.. busy with life and CHINGAY.. =)&lt;br /&gt;u can still join u know? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates will soon start to roll in.. u can be sure of that.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392687777266786076-7139041950881382717?l=unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7139041950881382717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392687777266786076&amp;postID=7139041950881382717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7139041950881382717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392687777266786076/posts/default/7139041950881382717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unwritten-legacy.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-home.html' title='New Home..'/><author><name>unwritten legacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685098857092315695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
