<?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-1178410633526017900</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:31:17.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Lion's den</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>seb</name><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>291</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178410633526017900.post-8938250849508206827</id><published>2010-10-06T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T18:21:09.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to write about except for a lame trip with my family to this art exhibition thing where the paintings were supposed to move around and talk in downtown east. Basically, it's a transformation of JPG to GIF. Very boring since I'm not an art person so I was moving along until I came upon the Mona Lisa picture where 'she' would answer your questions. Obviously there was someone behind the picture with a mic and there were supposed to be 7 standard questions you can ask her that was written on the wall like 'when were you painted' stuff like that. Of course the kids got bored and some of them were like asking who is your husband, what's his name, where is his name so long to which she replied the appropriate answers and to the last one: how would I know?? Then there was this middle aged indian girl who either was pissed off or just trying to make fun of her started to shout weird questions like why only paint you don't paint you with your husband? you think you very chio ah?!?!?!? hmmm, immature people. I was so happy to finally walk out of that tent and went to eat gelare. Think that was the only highlight of that trip. And the lameness of that indian girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an email my uncle send me a long time ago but I didn't forward to anyone cause some people receiving mail like spam, chain whatever. I might as well put it here to continue my blog lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a prime example  of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From  Venus". &lt;br /&gt;This is offered by an English professor from the University of Colorado as an actual class assignment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Creative Writing  professor told his class one day: "Today we will  experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting next door to his or her desk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to re-read what  has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: &lt;br /&gt;Rebecca,&lt;br /&gt;Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE  STORY: &lt;br /&gt;(first paragraph by Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now&lt;br /&gt;reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His  possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(second paragraph by Bill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator."  Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless&lt;br /&gt;hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.  "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the&lt;br /&gt;Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the Congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The  President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized even poor, stupid Laurie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?  Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. " Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo. I guess I've read too many Danielle Steele novels!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A$$h@le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B*tch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***  YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TEACHER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A+ - I really liked  this  one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8938250849508206827?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8938250849508206827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8938250849508206827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8938250849508206827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8938250849508206827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-to-write-about-except-for-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5811609337357997598</id><published>2010-09-19T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:45:11.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew, it's so tiring. Just yesterday I went out to stay overnight in Jz's house with Hen, Yw and Allan. Henry and Yw told me before in the msn convos that Yw has become smaller. And from what they kept saying, it's like describing the reverse process of growth-from a full bloomed rose to a shriveled up little bud. Describing him as a rose seems wrong, like I'm cursing the rose or something...ok anyways, when I finally saw him, it was like seeing a prawn turned into a shrimp. Finally went to the house, went to the gym and proceeded to wrestle in the swimming pool. Odd right, technically a swimming pool is used for like-swimming?? But because of the great water to prevent any injuries during any forms of falls we might suffered from our...exorbitant activities, we just couldn't help it. But would I call it wrestling?? It was more like Yw being driven to desperation after getting ditched by girls is now hungering for guys meat. He seems to enjoy humping or getting humped, there was one particular position where he seems like he was sucking Jz's unit, very funny and very gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the extremely entertaining gay session which Yw seems to enjoy the most, we went back to what we do best, mapling and dotaing. That's right, stop rubbing your eyes and stop questioning my writing, read my words: M-A-P-L-I-N-G. We have decided to relieve our childhood days by playing the evergreen Maple, any of you still playing? Add me: Mercydrive if you're a pro with lots of money. If you are still a beginner or like have nothing whatsoever, fuck off. And of course we didn't just played with the lappy, we played with the PS3. Superb awesome graphics. And erm our dinner delivery from Macs had alot of problems, we were delayed for quite long. Then when we ordered breakfast from Macs, there was another small problem. Luckily that one was solved quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I dun want to talk anymore, I'm off to watch football where Liverpool is once again losing. Bye noobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5811609337357997598?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5811609337357997598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5811609337357997598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5811609337357997598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5811609337357997598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/phew-its-so-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7075692290364141586</id><published>2010-08-23T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:55:21.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helllllllllooooooo....it's been a very long time since I last wrote anything here including the tagboard...like 5 months? Forgive me father but I have definitely not sinned! Is it a sin to to bore everyone about how I've slack so far? Certainly not, being the gracious me, I have allowed other bloggers to fill this empty void and unleash their creativity which has been sadly, stifled by me. It's like the new Guess show, all you Harlems could never compare to Jacky so for this short while only, I shall write 2 paragraphs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I shall say my goodbyes. I'm going to play dota. Go to all your blog shops or whatever you people go to. However, seeing Maggie's and Hc's blog made me feel like an idiot, which I'm obviously not. They said something about a trip to USS and I thought they have gone to Russia for a holiday. End up Maggie so kindly clarified in her latest entry that USS is actually Universal Studios. God damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7075692290364141586?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7075692290364141586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7075692290364141586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7075692290364141586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7075692290364141586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/08/helllllllllooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2133954803135547329</id><published>2010-02-16T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:15:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, journey to hell is over. Dun need to go to the west until next year. Now it's just the main exam. Dun need to study so hard now, relax while the holidays are still here, tomorrow then start. Quickly play while I can hahahaha. Then after exams over, play even more before NS calls for you to die for your country hahahaha. My impression of NS in the past is that whatever the higher ups command, you just salute and jump straight to hell. Now, just roll around like Drogba and Ronaldo and moan in pain, first class medics come and treat you give you 5 months MC. Last time I dunno what movie was it, but it was a scene where 2 sides were marching to each other in an open field, horns blazing, trumpets announcing the arrival of the parties, the field was divided into 2 sides of red and blue. I think it was the British War. Dick would know about this, he is a walking encyclopedia of wars. Uncle told me that this was how old wars used to be like, no secrecy, no cheating, 2 sides will just stand at one side and openly play their instruments loud loud then once in awhile fire at the enemy and the enemy just stand there and sing their own song and die. Now we have the stealth squads where the emphasis is minimum loss, maximum gain where in the past, the motto was pride and honor. Of course I prefer the newer one, who the hell wants to stand there and sing like a moron and get blasted by a cannon ball? I rather take a table and chair and put it in the middle so both sides can sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee. That would be so much more productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to stir up controversy but there is something weird going on. Usually I would go to my blog first before jumping to others. So recently I jumped to Allan's and I realise that he only added me, pok and hc in his links along with his other friends. Why the discrimation? (under s216...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You should be studying zzz'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2133954803135547329?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2133954803135547329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2133954803135547329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2133954803135547329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2133954803135547329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-journey-to-hell-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1590974749592895625</id><published>2010-02-11T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:31:44.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pok, dun worry, I'm going to update my blog haha. It's not everyday when people come to you and ask you to update something quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there was an AP test, obviously nothing to do with me, sucks to be the AP students. Can literally see them with feverish faces trying to devour the notes, exception being Shiyu who was lala-ing all the way and I don't think she studied a lot. I was accompanying Vaness [cue t('.'t)], Pok and Ryan and they were studying so hard, at least for the last 20 mins before reading time. At first they were really studying then left me alone so bored. So being the diligent and versatile awesome guy that I am, I took Vaness' tutorial answers and study them myself. He was so excited to tell me that those were not his answers and were photocopied by someone. I didn't know who it was until Pok finally stopped studying and told me that I know the person also. I mentioned the person's name in my earlier post about Vaness' 3 girls (Pok can still remember something that is quite long ago, I'm touched). So with this obvious hint, I knew the obvious answer (Orange comes to mind). Vaness vehemently denied this and said that it was Ryan who obtained the answers from her in the first place. Then I cheekily suggested that it was Vaness who made use of Ryan to get her notes cause he shy, dun dare to approach her. Ah then came the various accusations to each other and poor Pok who is sitting in between cannot study. He seem very happy though, and kept hugging his notes. (He later told me that his notes are his wives). Then after more finger pointing and accusations, Ryan said a Chinese proverb which obviously I have no idea what it is except that it sounded like sacrificing something to accomplish another. Then me, being the wonderful person that I am, suggested that Vaness is probably sacrificing orange for someone else: half-time. Then comes more finger pointing and accusations and Pok and me happily just sat there and enjoyed the carnage that I've indirectly wrecked. I only wanted to create a stress-free environment so that all 3 can study properly, how to study when you can only think of 'shit shit, we're going to fail'. Guess it backfired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have nothing else to report. I only wrote the above because I want to share the joy with everyone else, not just between the 3 of us. It's so unfair. I'm not being prejudiced against Vaness, heck, I even praised him for looking like Vaness. So Allan, please do not use s.216 CA and charge me for unfair oppression and wind me up in a just and equitable means. Wow, now I'm helping all of you in your Law. The kindness that I possess...it's just incredible. Yw was right after all, he said that the world is unfair. It's true, the world is unfair; why is Yw born with so much flaws while I am like the paragon of virtue, the savior that leads you all to the promised land, blessed with gifts that every man could only dream of. So unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'3 others of your friends have become a fan of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If Pokemon exist, I would be a Pokemon Trainer&lt;/span&gt;.' - How true, we won't need to work if Pokemon exist, we could simply capture a Meowth and use Pay Day everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1590974749592895625?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1590974749592895625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1590974749592895625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1590974749592895625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1590974749592895625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/02/pok-dun-worry-im-going-to-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7305160462023672428</id><published>2010-02-09T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:56:18.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poly is ending...in about 3 weeks time? Honestly, I dunno my schedule...I almost went to school when it's a holiday and only last minute played dota then realise no school. Dota can be a life-saver too. So I guess this means I have to think about my next step in life again, a new page in a new chapter. Not as straightforward as last time, I knew I'm going to poly instead of JC, I knew accountancy was the course I wanted, now is so difficult to decide. Actually I know what course I want to go in but getting in is a problem. Then have so many optional tests that the lecturers and tutors have been recommending to take. I have not submitted any applications to any uni too...lol. Ah, have to do something about it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should not have lent Hen my lappy. It's a good chance for him to study, a good chance for me to laugh at him without his lappy and him spending time watching tv and dvds. Now I'm worried that he may give me back a lappy with tons of super virus, why would his lappy be down that it needed 3 weeks of repairs? (I wonder where he got his virus from...) Nah, I'm not worried at all, it's not as if I've indemnify Hen, if it's spoilt he has to pay me hahahahaha. And the lappy is not really going to be used anyways, so might as well make use of it to make someone else's life happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say now bb. I'm just happily relaxing until study week + cny comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi Vaness.' - Seb&lt;br /&gt;=) - Allan&lt;br /&gt;t('.'t) - everyone else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7305160462023672428?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7305160462023672428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7305160462023672428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7305160462023672428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7305160462023672428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/02/poly-is-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7482309518920609202</id><published>2010-01-22T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:48:43.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just realised that I've neglected blogger...Ok, I shall update it, for the sake of others who do not have twitter to see my posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, it's obvious. Submission deadlines are approaching. You see people having no class on a Friday yet staying back from 9-5 using their lap-tops typing greek in Micro Word and trying to solve the relationship between X &amp; Y in Micro Excel. For me, no I'm not stressed. Yet. Mainly because I know my part is done and really, FA project is roughly finished, just maybe need to consol the whole thing &amp; make sure everything tallies, don't 1 page says economy recovering then the other saying economic downturn...that's the flip-side of delegation, you do things faster and allow others to participate, but you don't know what the others are doing till you've seen it. Even though PFP was not really touched, I think my group mates managed to find a reference from friends or what...so should be quite fine for now. Worry tomorrow when we actually do the projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests are also over but the main ones are coming out. Think the timetable is out already and the people posting it on FB are apparently the public no 1 enemies now. PFP test over, got a decent, not overly-good, but decent grade, FA the timing was all wrong but if Mr Chan can be trusted, then my grades for that should be fine, FIM the tips given were excellent (should be, since the setter was the one giving them), so if I managed to write whatever I've studied then it should be fine, Law was really easy...if I studied. Then FIM project part A of oral presentation was a full marks, so everything looks rosy for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm getting more and more tired of walking to school and back. No, it's not because of lazy, it's because of some fat-asses at the front. As if walking slowly in front and blocking my way is not enough, they just have to smoke. They light the cigarette, smoke and blows, and the smoke travels to the back, to me. Thanks. Then when they are walking, they will hold the butt behind so the smoke once again travels to me. Thanks x2. I have to suffer the indignity of inhaling 2nd-hand smoke (as if I'm so desperate) and 2nd-hand smoke apparently is more poisonous. Thanks x3. Now I know LKY don't like smoking either and has made cigarettes very expensive to buy but if he's in my shoes, I bet you tomorrow will be the debut of Singapore Online Statutes Smoking Act - No smoking in S'pore, anyone caught smoking would get the death penalty. No caning, just fucking die and rot in hell. There's plenty of smoke to go around there. And it's free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse case is always when you have no control over your life, imagine dying because of 2nd-hand smoke. Wtfisthisomfg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is brought to you by the straightedge-living SebRai. Live life straight-edge, say NO to alcohol, smoking and drugs. I'm watching too much WWE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Honestly, I'm suprised that Hogan could even walk with the Nasty Boys at his back.' - Bubba Ray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7482309518920609202?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7482309518920609202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7482309518920609202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7482309518920609202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7482309518920609202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-realised-that-ive-neglected.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7252149150791257158</id><published>2010-01-03T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:15:37.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The human mind is like hotmail, or yahoo mail, whichever you people use. Everything that was seen, heard, felt, smelt were divided into separate subjects into an inbox. Because of the massive amount of intakes into our 'inbox', our mind created a system where it filters out all the information so it processes the priority first, then next and ignoring the nonsense (Allan comes to mind). I told my uncle that I'm classified as 'junk' in his mind; whatever I say goes into his junk mail while subjects about my sister, nieces, nephews, little children, goes into his high priority inbox. To placate me, he amended my statement by saying that my mails goes into his 'spam' folder. Wonderful. Now I know why even after all the reminders about my brilliance and intelligence, he doesn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between 'Junk' and 'Spam' mail you ask? Hotmail uses 'Junk', Yahoo uses 'Spam'. I think Google uses 'Spam' as well. So, what I said is correct anyways, zzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And now that I have this, Cena, you're never taking it back, DAAAAAAAAA!' - Sheamus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7252149150791257158?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7252149150791257158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7252149150791257158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7252149150791257158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7252149150791257158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/01/human-mind-is-like-hotmail-or-yahoo.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1201925915263369829</id><published>2010-01-02T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:50:13.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it's a new year...the start of 2010. Hooray. Forgive me if I'm celebrating like everyone, but frankly, I don't see a great deal out of it. Yes, it's something new, a new start, a new beginning, whatever crap, it's just a day that happens to be first that's all. For the doomsayers, 2010 just means 2 more years to Armageddon, for guys like me it just means a few more months to NS, for the students, it just means project submission is few weeks away. Yay, I can really celebrate now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise last Thurs was supposed to be half-day too. First thing Dianne asked Mr Chan Seet Meng during our FA tutorial was about that. Mr Chan said that it was supposed to be half-day but can't find any other alts, so he will just go through the tutorial real fast and try to finish within an hour. Of course he failed, he finished within an hour and a half. Good effort. Now let's keep up the consistency yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's with this unclear guidelines of the SIP report? They showed us how the report should look like with 1 being Intro, 2 being Findings, blah blah, then they just left a vague 'follow your CS' there. Now I'm stuck wondering to include exec summary or not. I tried writing one, didn't work. I ended up with 'I'm writing this report to share about my learning experiences of the SIP.' I couldn't write more cause all that is covered in the introduction in the first place. If only I'm given freedom of speech, exec summary would be done in a jiffy. Continue with '...Also, the point of writing this report is utter crap. I do not understand why I have to write about this fucking report just to satisfy the higher-ups insanitary urges of seeing us suffer during our already hell-packed and tightly-squeezed-worse-than-the-MRT-during-SIP type of schedule. So fine, since you sickos enjoy reading boring, standard lame-ass, half-hearted reports, I'll write a fucking one for you gelatinous germs-incubators. Why on earth am I required to write a report when I'm already asked to fill up a damn logbook every single day is beyond me. How I am asked to write an online journal about the very same things together with the logbook and report is really beyond any simple-minded person. Thank you, and have a very miserable day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great right? Best exec summary ever, not like I can used that of course. I just wished I could crumple the whole report thing and shoved it up whoever that sets me up to do this crap ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Star Wars is on. Bye losers. Have fun writing your report...cause I won't! Eh, technically I have not finished my report. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He is the chosen one.' - Gui-Gon Jinn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1201925915263369829?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1201925915263369829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1201925915263369829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1201925915263369829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1201925915263369829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-its-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8591833976811677135</id><published>2009-12-15T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:58:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a week of bittersweet emotions for me. Firstly, for the first time in around 4 years now, I was surrounded by LOSERS! Chelsea drew, ManNoob lost &amp; LoserPool just kissed the Great Arse. Excellent. Chelsea game was quite sad, from the highlights which I've seen, it showcases 2 sides of football - Silky smooth, brazilian type of flowing football and exquisite finishes from the Drog (I am Big!) and Anelka (Le Sulk) while the other half features what is commonly associated with the likes of Stoke, Bolton &amp; Blackburn which is the Just-Zham-The-Ball-In-The-6-Yard-Area-And-Pray-For-The-Best type of football. And it paid dividends for Everton. 3 goals of the highest quality from 1 side, &amp; 3 goals of the crappiest quality by another and both sides enjoyed the same points. The Winner? The Great Arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the next game, where the Villians was supposed to drop dead and let ManNoob walk the ball into the net, but Villa must have forgotten to read the script. After a quick headed goal by Gabby, it was almost like a German aerial bombardment against the English in WWII. However, instead of the English hiding under shelter while the Germans dropped bomb after bomb, Villa players were hurling themselves to the bombardments of ManNoob. I had so much fun by replaying the goal over and over again. 'Oh, it's Ashley Young on the left side of the field...fancy foot-work and whips the cross in...it's a good-looking ball &amp; it's Abalaghor (whatever his name is spelt)!!!!! 1-0 to the visitors!!!' -Rewind- '...it's Abalaghor!!!!! 1-0 to the visitors!!!' -Rewind- '...it's Abalaghor!!!!! 1-0 to the visitors!!!'. You get the idea. Winner? Of course it was Aston Villa but it's obviously the Great Arse who smiles again. Want gum, Fergie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the most important game was of course the Anfield encounter, where Arse had to make the results count by beating Liverpool. What's the point of Chelsea and ManNoob dropping points if Arse lose also right? So, the first half had me fearing for the worse, so bad was the performance. Then, a wonderful goal by Johnson (Liverpool player) and a sublime, world class executed finish off the upright by Arshavin (Liverpool fans are sick of him) gave us the 2 goals to overturn Pool's initial 1 goal lead. From then on, it was a boring match, I pass to you, you pass back to me, and it was not even players from the same team passing to each other, it was players of the opposite teams passing to each other. Final whistle finally went, and the joy was evident in the Arsenal people's faces, I was busy rubbing it in front of uncle who was watching with a face that Le Sulk would have been proud of, and the final scoreline wrote : Liverpool 1 Arsenal 2. Winners: the great, almighty team, Arsenal. You may clap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what's the bad news??? Bloody D-X stole the greatest &amp; slammy award winning tag-team Jeri-Show's undisputed tag titles. It was a conspiracy against the best in what he does superstar. Then, some red hair, spiky like Bart Simpson pale white man of Sheamus won the WWE title from Superman, John Cena. And it was his first championship match after only 4 months in the WWE. Wassupwitthat? Where it took nearly 5 years for some people (Jericho still have not beaten Cena), Sheamus took 1 match to do what Jericho can't do. A big WTF. And the sheer nerve of those 'fans'. Those insipid, gelatinous germ-incubators were cheering when D-X won. Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you want to sleep your way to the top, at least sleep with a woman that doesn't weigh heavier than you.' - HHH&lt;br /&gt;'And you know all about it eh?' - HBK&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah!' - HHH (married the boss of WWE's daughter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8591833976811677135?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8591833976811677135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8591833976811677135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8591833976811677135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8591833976811677135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-week-of-bittersweet-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3688897851000275702</id><published>2009-12-10T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:12:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know we are all very busy nowadays. I know it cause I see Xy rushing to the lab to read the annual reports of SPH after early dismissal of Co Law lecture at the 2nd week. But the usual culprits - Hen, Dick, me was sitting behind them, on Facebook, and played Mafia Wars. So while Hen and I were arguing about sending energy packs and leveling up, the front row were arguing about foreign competition and blah blah blah. Very busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's with all the anger and impatience with the lectures nowadays? I enjoyed every one of them, I like finance very much. I never knew how the ratios could be explained so much and attributed to so many factors. Yes, quite boring, but there's no reason to rush her through. My FA tutor is Seet Meng and his lesson is very enriching too. He prepared templates for the tutorial questions and went through them highlighting to us the details. He tried to make us participate by just accepting our answers and converting them to something that sounds/looks reasonable and told us that every answer we gave him were all correct. I got assigned to SPH too, very pleased with that. Jon told me he wanted SMRT, why the craze for MRTs?? Even Seet Meng was puzzled by it and preferred SPH. For me it's not because I've done SPH before, but it's because for SPH, I have to act as an investment analyst, which is my favourite. Jon was also arguing with me about a certain lecturer/tutor whose action is a bit...weird. Like he likes guys. Yeah. You people should know who. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ah, Seet Meng also told me that I look much slimmer now and I was bigger sized last time. Wtf? I don't think there is any difference of me from then and now. Maybe he's trying to say I'm trimmer now but I don't think I'm that fat last year too. He mistook me for Xy? Have to start rolling, rolling, rolling, just keep rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, girls usually assume guys talk about them a lot. That's usually true, but nowadays, I think there's a slight change. We still talk about girls a lot, but I feel that we talk more about ourselves now. For eg, my parents were asking me what Hen, Yw and me were doing on Wednesday. Went gym, came back home, talk about how great I am, and look at the mirror. My mom concur, she said she walked past my room and saw 3 guys looking at the mirror most of the time and thinking what the hell we were doing. Think we're not concerned by women's cup size but our own cup size now HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh Yeahhhhhh!!! I could slap a tornadooooooo!' - Matt Hardy's Theme Song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3688897851000275702?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3688897851000275702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3688897851000275702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3688897851000275702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3688897851000275702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-we-are-all-very-busy-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7268231821165351424</id><published>2009-12-02T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:04:43.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to add on to all the already-over-the-pile praises that I've received so far, I would like to take a step back, enjoy the peaceful scenery, and congratulate myself. Well done Seb, you have saved hundreds of lives and have led them to the 'promised land' as promised. God, the amount of praise I have is too little as compared to the work I've done. I'm too humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course people loves my style of writing. Of course. Do you mean to tell me people dig the way like how Xy writes her blog? Mostly consist of riddles and puzzles like Da Vinci Code. Then click on Lyn's blog and see a sea of words forming in front of eyes. Long, but usually very entertaining. If only she doesn't censor some of the bad words. See those ***, so spoiler. Ruin the whole mood. Then click on Hc's one...and I would usually click to another one's straight away. Words so small, and the stories are kind of like those you see in Barney and Teletubbies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is Hiu Ching and her friends,&lt;br /&gt;We are like Bar-ney!&lt;br /&gt;We sing and dance and play together,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you say you love it?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, can't take that kind of thing, quickly click on someone else link. Next is Txl one...that one, eh. Not my kind of reading. Mostly on the dramas and anyways, the only thing I usually see first is the till here...So meh. Next is Maggies one. That one is a all-rounder, pictures with text but it just lack something. You know, like who the hell watches the news to see them talk about some commoner's life? People watch the news so that they can have insight on the more juicy and interesting lives of the powerful. Allan one is, as usual, written in a way that only he can process. Lately is neater. So ultimately, mine is the best. I should start charging people for every entry into this site. First million at the age of 20, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, talk about myself is a bit tiring. Too much superlatives already. My uncle who once read my blog told me that it's all about myself. Nonsense! See, in this post I've already included like 6 people in it. I'm not self-centered! People just don't appreciate me, that's all. Or, they are just jealous because they don't enjoy the same success as I do. Yup, must be it. It's a conspiracy to bring down the living legend known as Sebastian Rai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ireland, Ireland. Woe is thou. After getting beat soundly by the superior team in both legs, they still continue to grumble and insist in going to participate in the World Cup. Are you kidding me? Ireland, Ireland???? Who the hell wants to watch a bunch of Irish people kicking the ball? People pay to watch France lift the WC trophy damn it, not to watch a feeder being fed among the blood-thirsty sharks like England! They only know how to thrash the minors but get exposed by superior teams like France over and over again. The Irish people should learn to have some class, shake hands with the French, congratulate them for the great match that the Irish had the honour to be in, and wish the French luck for the upcoming World Cup. That's what they should do. There are no Irish people reading this right? If there are and you're one of them, I just want to let you know that the above was written in a jovial manner and I actually sympathise with the Irish. Very sad way to go out, very sad. Life goes on, folks, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause being straight-edge means I'm better than all of you.' - CM Punk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7268231821165351424?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7268231821165351424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7268231821165351424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7268231821165351424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7268231821165351424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-to-add-on-to-all-already-over-pile.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1812687950371779553</id><published>2009-12-01T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:53:02.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah Lyn, I read your post just now. Finally, finally you have realised that I am a honest man that I 'claimed' to me. I say things as it is. You know, I would love to write about other matters right now but somehow, it doesn't feel right if I don't start off the post by reminding you people of my greatness. It feels exactly the same way like how you people feel when you hail me as your god. So, in light of the increasing workload &amp; problems that you people have, always remember that where there is a beginning, there is an end, and I will be the one to guide you to the promised land. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to start this post proper, it's time to put an end to the on-going saga of 'Allan &amp; Lyn - opposites attract, like...explodes.' Both of them share a similar trait: They do not like to back down. Which could be a good thing...but when two such personalities collide, it's like the irresistible thing, the immovable object, neither will budge, and neither would make any headway. But, good news is, Allan decided to back off, Lyn decided to cool down, so now technically, nothing else should happen. Even so, don't throw a spark in there to test whether it could still ignite a fire, you might get apocalypse instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really congratulate myself for this miracle. It's obvious that it's because of my divine intervention that this has stopped (I hope). Don't have to thank me, just doing what I do best. Since one half of the Spitfire Partnership has simmered...CAN SOMEONE DOUSE THE OTHER HALF PLEASE???? I get beaten up for no apparent reason. Is what Shiyu said true? Do I remind people of a punching bag??? I fight back too ok, and here's my almighty retort...YOUUUUUUUUU suck. I can't really do much also, those people stick with each other, take one down and 10 others will bring you down lower. Zzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ban of certain rallies before voting is funny. For obvious reasons, I shall not talk more about it. I want to get through my last year in poly safely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Arsenal is a noob team that cannot beat another noob team. We beat ManU!' - Henry, a Liverpool fan. What an insult, especially coming from a team that is aiming to win the 'prestigious' Europa League.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1812687950371779553?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1812687950371779553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1812687950371779553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1812687950371779553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1812687950371779553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah-lyn-i-read-your-post-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7870799296407359366</id><published>2009-11-30T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:29:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never knew I had such loyal fans...someone suddenly came up to me and asked why have I not updated my blog after SIP was over. Simply, because I had nothing to write. I don't think writing about farewells and all that would suffice, I mean, I suppose everyone had gone through similar experiences at their respective work places...I know for some is probably just a customary hand-shake and thinking 'Good-riddance'. If you really want to know, it's not. Lunch treat, and we exchanged presents, very unexpected, thought I was the one giving, not receiving. And I was set up pretty nicely as well. I never suspected that a conversation with my buddy on Tuesday was to find out what I wanted for a present. She 'told' me that her nephew's birthday was coming and asked me for my opinion on what to buy. I told her computer games haha. In the end talk about other likely presents and we agreed that a polo-tee would be the safest. And a pole-tee I received. Plus the Performance Appraisal which very nicely just managed to reach the 48 marks required and my supervisor very kindly wrote me a testimonial too. Very enriching experience in the bank, Tan Si Cheong must have been enthralled by my fortnightly E-journals, so he switched to DBS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today went to supermarket with my uncle to get some stuff. There's a HUGE difference in our shopping style. Today we went to get softener, the last time I bought it, it took me 5 seconds, mainly because I reached the shelves and was wondering which fragrance should I pick. My uncle reached the shelves, took 2 minutes looking at every softener on it, all shapes and sizes and brands. Then another 1 minute looking at the price tags. I told him to just grab the biggest and get out of here. He took another 1 minute closely analysing the different fragrances of each softener and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; after around 5 minutes, he bought the very same softener which I told him to buy. His shopping style is very much like Yq. For me, as long as I like it, the price is within my range, I take it. So simple, just like my everyday lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you guys ever go to the Amoy Food Centre, go eat at this one cai fan stall on the first floor somewhere at the far corner. The auntie and uncle was very nice and kind, I think I must have bored them with my selection of dishes that they took the liberty to just give me my usual whenever I turned up. They always add extra for me and on Wednesday when I was saying my farewells to them, they told me to come back to Tanjong Pagar to work and to visit their stall when I do and gave me a free lunch. Who says repetitions are boring and mundane? I have met truly wondrous people in my office and eating areas and I am thankful of the day I decided to eat at the cai fan stall at Amoy Food Centre.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan tried to sabo me eh....today during lecture. But I'm not doing Consumer Banking...mine was Corporate Banking. So I do not know the interest rates the bank has to offer. I know for sure that DBS's rates won't be the highest, for more information, please go to the website for more details. Thank you. Btw, it's very creepy of you to claim Pok Chang as yours. I mean, you want to announce to everyone you're gay and you like men, that's fine. But to implicate another person who has no idea what's going on, it's kind of sad. Why choose Pok anyways? For every Allan, there's always Allen Lambert, ready to shove his crotch onto your face. Similar name too. And I like how Dick described the volatility of Hc and Lyn. I warned Pok about how dangerous those two were. I told Dick to back me up. And as usual, he had to shun me and deny that those two spitfires are dangerous. But, he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'When they are, they are extremely dangerous.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well-said Dick. I'm sure as hell glad that I'm not Pok (not as in I want to be anyway, I'm very happy being me). With 2 extreme sides of destruction and embarrassment breathing down his neck (esp the embarrassing one), 2012 may not be that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You...are a second-rate competitor, on a second-rate team, on a second-rate show. That, that is the truth.' - Cody Rhodes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7870799296407359366?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7870799296407359366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7870799296407359366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7870799296407359366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7870799296407359366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-knew-i-had-such-loyal-fans.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8517503249321211164</id><published>2009-10-27T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:41:32.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know, I know, I've not been a good boy, have not been updating regularly, but who does? Don't include Xinyuan in your thinking process. None right? Told you so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very busy ok, when I reached home, it's either changing clothes to go to the gym, or to just rest for a while and just like that, it's around 9-10. As if I have the time to come onto blogger, and type 'Hi World, I luuuuuuuurveeeee you!!!!!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that my LO would be changed to someone I don't know. Yq and Mag, your LO will be different from mine, so Sat after the CP class, we won't be seeing each other already haha. And why there is a change in LO? Because of negative comments from the higher-ups about me? Nope, sorry to burst your bubble, it's not. Si Cheong is no longer my LO and why is that, is his own business. Think most of you should have know by now. Adverse news usually spread so much faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's sad to lose him as an LO. I mean, his visit was very late. He finally came to visit us today and instead of meeting us at the office, he asked us to meet him outside at 5, then he suggested to go to BK to talk. He ordered fries and onion rings which in the end only he and I ate, since the other 2 girls didn't. Talk some things like his previous job in DBS, some of his old colleagues there, his students so far, our job, any problems, basically crapped there for a hour which meant an early off from work. Off from 5, not so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to say, I think I'm doing my job very well. I mean, I got invited into this sudden lunch which was some way out one day, then realising that it's to celebrate my colleague's birthday. So being the helpful intern that I am, my job is to assist them in any difficulties which they may come across, which was the amount of food that was on the table so I helpfully finished them up. They were thanking me too, felt so damn good. And full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eh, my colleagues sometimes can talk abit dirty, you know like those eh eh stuff. All of them are married already except for one(not including me) so their topics sometimes stray to areas such as those eh eh stuff. Of course I just hide in the background and make as less noise as possible. Found some of their comments rather funny, AND I'M NOT EAVESDROPPING, I just happened to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Dick and I went(the person Dick, the other dick stays with me at all times, some people don't get the distinction)to the Amoy Food centre and didn't expect to see the already-over birthday girl, Xiuling there with her colleagues. Guess it was them buying her lunch for her 20th birthday. Congratulations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am a shining example of humanity.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8517503249321211164?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8517503249321211164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8517503249321211164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8517503249321211164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8517503249321211164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-i-know-i-know-ive-not-been-good.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8028166144401911271</id><published>2009-09-29T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:58:19.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What potentially could be disastrous, turns out to be rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I take that back, it's not that good. Allow me to explain. Today work as usual, nothing happen. Suddenly my boss see me rather free so she gave me an assignment to do. It was a chore, a new batch of companies to be updated, 1267 of them. So after finishing it, I felt a bit weird, the records only showed 1000 companies while I was told that I would be doing 1267 of them. Brushing it off as my boss calculation/memory problem, I handed her the assignment feeling rather pleased for my timely submission. I should have known better; turns out that the 1000 companies was the earlier batch that I've done, no wonder the names were so blatantly familiar! So she told me kindly that I've done the wrong batch and I have to re-do and I was feeling not that happy now. You know, staring at a spreadsheet with thousand of cells and you keep scrolling down typing 'N' on the same column, I somehow keep seeing it as Zzzzzzz. Now I have to go through all that Zzzzz again. So in the midst of correcting my blunder, my boss gave to me and told me that she compared my work with the work she done for that batch (since it was already done, I did double work lmao) and found out that 18 companies did not match. So I went through them and found out (to my hidden pleasure), that they actually did it wrongly and left out 18 which I pointed out. So my earlier work was not in vain after all hahahahahahaha! bad news is, got additional 18 companies to work on liao. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ah. He who speaks, does not know, he who knows, does not speak. Surely you are masterful.' - Jackie Chan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8028166144401911271?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8028166144401911271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8028166144401911271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8028166144401911271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8028166144401911271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-potentially-could-be-disastrous.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6561407095127235479</id><published>2009-09-25T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:36:44.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, tomorrow have to go school zzzz. Saturdays were meant for me to sleep, relax and enjoy, not going to school! Nvm, quickly go and come back haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very enjoyable SIP so far, I've been kept busy with work, sometimes finish too fast just go to their intranet and read their news lol. Very troublesome though, phone calling cannot talk too much, say something wrong could land in trouble. Like for eg, if I want to ask how old you are, I can't directly say,'My system shows that you are 36.' Noooo, I have to play around with words using scrabble like,'Hmmm...what were you doing at 1967?' And if the person reply,'Oh 1967, I was in secondary school you know.' It means that person is roughly 55+ years old. Not that we ask for their age, but I mean other stuff. And my colleague say must sound zai one, cannot keep ehhhh, ermmmm, uhhhh, ahhhh. Walan, talk what like that, and she says I've to start calling next week! Noooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the good thing is, I've done lots of their work already so they were pretty pleased (I think), and apparently the very big boss is happy as well as suddenly my supervisor came and told us all that VBB just allowed us to knock off at 5! Woohoo, yesterday go off earlier at 5.30, today at 5. Why not we continue the trend by knocking off at 4.30 on Monday eh? How's that? And why was I allowed to leave earlier yesterday? Cause I reported work earlier at 8 due to some other subquest stuff I've to do. As a receptionist for this trade seminar event! And it's not boring and lame too, there were pretty OLs around, this guy just handed me his name card (not sure for what, I just kept it lol), and after all the guest went into the hall, we could have the leftover buffet, chicken wings hohoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dick and I decided to name someone You-Know-Who, or The Slacking Lord, It-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, cause saying the name out directly is bad for health. Wouldn't want to catch the slack bug during SIP would you. And it has a problem with me calling Dick, Dick. Why, what's wrong? Nothing to do so the head is filled up with weird stuff? Pfffffft, stay away from me! And stop watching dramas during work, you're influencing your colleagues to do exactly the same. Bad it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nowadays when I come home, there's this people from the NHF? National Heart Foundation I think. First time the person kept on talking about donations and when she finally asked for me age and I told her 19, it was to my pleasure that she said that I'm too young to donate(Phew!). Today was worse, another girl came to me and I was about to tell her my age but she kept on yapping away and I just don't know how to cut across her. Talk all the way until about filling up some form and she must have thought I'm seriously considering to donate cause she had to wave her hands to get my attention when I'm actually thinking 'shit shit oh shit' and not reading the leaflets she gave me. Then when she asked for my NRIC, I just handed it to her and she suddendly goes, Oh you're 19. Sorry you can't donate. PHEW! Next time, I'm just going to walk around CS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let's face it. At your advanced age, how many birthdays are you going to have? Especially, here in Vegas!' - HHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6561407095127235479?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6561407095127235479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6561407095127235479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6561407095127235479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6561407095127235479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-tomorrow-have-to-go-school-zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3270275867353446221</id><published>2009-09-11T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:40:24.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm...finally get to rest. It's so tiring, staring at the computer screen for all the data and making sure they are correct and needed to put into the excel spreadsheet which has around 3600 cells. Bloody hell. Not so bad though the work, just sooo tiring. I wrote my reflections for the week and passed it to the supervisor before I left and she was laughing at it with the other colleagues. What's so funny, I wrote the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so accomplished though. I only spent a total of $5.30 for the 3 days of work. I spent even lesser during school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and my GPA dropped again. At least no supp haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah, he's actually a pioneer, with the whanjays...' - HHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3270275867353446221?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3270275867353446221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3270275867353446221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3270275867353446221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3270275867353446221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-9055097838349583438</id><published>2009-09-07T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:44:57.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, today's the day where I finally get to know where I'm attached to. Hurray for only 1 day to prepare before work. But on Sunday, I was really confused. I still didn't know where will be my workplace then, and when I woke up, I received a sms like:&lt;br /&gt;Hi Fuat, tmr come office we discuss abt projects.&lt;br /&gt;Something like that. First thing I thought was, is this my SIP? Then obviously it's not, my name is not Fuat. Haha, too paranoid I guess. After all the crap waiting, found out that I'm posted to DBS, somewhere in Tanjong Pagar. My job scope makes me feel like I'm working as a stalker though, what's with the performing searches and analysis and interpretation. Yq got the worst though, some sort of presentation stuff. And don't mind the pay. It's nothing to worry about. Worry more for your exam results that are coming on Wed/Thurs. Imagine going to work first day, you receive a sms, then you have to regrettably inform your supervisor that you need to apply for 2 days leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIP is pretty funny. Saw Yw just now and he was telling us Jh got the worst deal, he's been posted in Jurong East. And the best part is, according to Yw, Jh was laughing at the 3 others that were posted to Clementi and then the LO went and dropped the bombshell on Jh. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the same Yw went to on his loudspeaker when Hc called. He asked,'How's work?' Then a string of vulgarities came out. Ok, so I guess it's pretty bad for her then. 3 days lectures pffff. She was cursing me in her sms too. Go study your audit lah ok. Don't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that I don't have to wake up so early for the first day lah haha. I just read the paper and it says that I just have to report to the PWC building by 8.30 then get my stuff, then head to the DBS building. Then for subsequent days, head directly to the DBS building by 8.30. Wa, if for first day must reach DBS by 8.30, can't imagine how early I must be up to travel liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Henry will be responsible for all your tax reliefs and rebates stuff, want more deductions, just be nice to him eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you ready?' - HHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-9055097838349583438?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/9055097838349583438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=9055097838349583438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/9055097838349583438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/9055097838349583438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-todays-day-where-i-finally-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-691210038491518910</id><published>2009-08-30T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:58:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over, finally oh yeah. Ok, it was over 3 days ago(could be different according to different electives), but that's not the point! The point is, that the exams are over for now, and pray hard that supp paper don't come and say hi. So how was the paper? Eh, I always gave the same reply to my parents whenever they asked. 'Sure A!' I always say, but of course it won't all be As lah. First paper, SAPM. This one difficult to practise. Mrs Toh was kind, very kind. She literally told us the 4 main topics that would be coming out. But kinda like a deja vu of Year 2 LASPBUS, the paper WAS TOUGH! It was hard to practise cause 1 of the key topic was never tested before in the past year papers and the MCQ gave me a lot of headache. Especially DDM. Whoever came up with dividends anyway? Screw that loser. She also actually provided us with a format sheet for the last 2 questions about calculations. Very nice of her. But the paper still left a bitter taste in my mouth, ask so much assumptions, I also hoped that my assumptions for an answer is correct -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next for FOT which was not a trouble at all. Initially I was worried that the past year papers would be confusing cause of the different tax rates and all that but what my mom said was true; the thing about tax is just practise. Just keep on doing the tax computation and regardless of the different tax rates and reliefs, the calculations are all very easy. So no sweat for FOT, just the theory again which is crap. How the hell do I know why did the company received the notice earlier? Ask Post Office lor, why ask me. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRA is the headache. You see the day before CRA exam, everyone's personal message on MSN mostly about CRA being lots of crap. Which is true by the way. Bloody hell, I think Mrs Cheong wanted to help us by 'gifting' us a simple 6 marks question about the differences between external and forensic auditors. That was no gift, that was an outright murder. I was so tempted to ask for the dictionary just to list 1 difference being their definition haha. And walao, I know the risk and assertion will come up lah, but why come out so weird one?!?! Then my shining ray of hope, consol, DID NOT COME UP, WHY!!!!! I think Mrs Cheong wanted to help us and thought that consol old topic, some of us would be confused between post and pre-acq dividends and upstream/downstream transactions, so she gave us simple and nice theory questions like 'Why goodwill cannot have reversal of impairment?' Wrote some crap and just gave her the FRS no. And I think there was one question about what to do for that poor auditor that got intimidated. I was so confident, I wrote my answer like any true Singaporean would do; complain to super big boss lor. Except that I forgot who the auditors' bosses are so I wrote the initials that came into mind: ICPAS. Then later when I told my mom, she was laughing and told me can just simply write AC. Now, how could I forget a big european football club like AC??? Why I remembered ICPAS? All of you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, BC is lame. Think I could somehow scrap a pass. Dun wanna talk about it. Can't even talk about it also. How the hell am I supposed to write down all the weird equations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in short, yup I feel pretty good about myself, think getting As should be no problem. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...your NEW and only straightedge World Heavyweight Champion, C-M PUNK!' - Ring Announcer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-691210038491518910?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/691210038491518910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=691210038491518910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/691210038491518910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/691210038491518910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/08/exams-are-over-finally-oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3314717073801178803</id><published>2009-08-18T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:37:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know,won't it be cool if exams for CRA is something like those Flixster movies quiz? Much higher chance of scoring an A. I think I could say out the lines for the actors in the X-Men Origins Movie already. Instead, I have to contend myself with the lame ass CRA notes and even though I have not touched them yet, the extremely complicated BC notes. Ah. Never mind, I have my games to chill with, and the other movies to watch. No worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3314717073801178803?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3314717073801178803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3314717073801178803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3314717073801178803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3314717073801178803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-knowwont-it-be-cool-if-exams-for.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6510587976406024144</id><published>2009-08-13T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:43:05.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is embarrassing...just yesterday, Hen was in my house, and I was browsing through the blogs and reading any updates and I was telling him about how some of them are not updated for some time. Then Hen told me that mine was no better. So, in order to prove him wrong, I told him Xl's one surely is not as recent as mine. Went there, and was red-faced. Then, I thought of a brilliant rebuke. Sure-win, fool-proof. I told him, nvm, that was a hiccup, Allan's one sure not as recent as mine. Went there, might as well don't go, cause it turns out that even Allan updated his blog more recently than mine. Damn it! So, I shall update now. No more complaints, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what I can remember. Hmm. Ah, yes. At a not-very-distant time, my group went to various places to spend the 3 hour breaks. So, for tuesday's event, we went to Changi Village. And it was there, where I realised, that Dick and I are pretty similar. We're awesome, we love the communists, we wear specs, we are boys, we are in ANF, we are studying in TP, we're not very good in Chinese, we enjoy football(However, we do not support the same team), we like egg tarts, we pretty much own. Thus, it came to my conclusion that it's inevitable that one day Dick and I would work together, maybe form a LLP together. You know, then the company name shall be christened 'Sebs Dick Pte Ltd'. I think it sounds cool. It kick ass. It makes people think and shudder. And our company's statement shall be 'Our company provides you the best financial/audit/accounting services you can ever find, and if you're not down with that, we got 2 words for ya, **** it!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stop linking me with all the random people ok? It makes no sense at all. It's so ridiculous. It's so nonsensical. It's so bullshit. It's so crap. It's like hearing CRA audit theory for 3 hours continuous with the same thing going on and on and you feel like killing yourself. In fact, this whole thing is recurring. Therefore, I am hereby asking for a press conference to address this issue. Kinda like those football type, before a match, where they interview the manager/player, or to any celebrities. Ok, let's start our press conference.&lt;br /&gt;Seb:Hi everyone, idiots and morons, what the hell you wanna ask? Speak up, I ain't got all day, fools.&lt;br /&gt;You all:Erm, just wanna ask. Is it true that so and so is going out with you?&lt;br /&gt;Seb:Course not, you fool. If every single rumor you people generate is true, I would have enough partners per day. &lt;br /&gt;You all:But we have substantial evidence to prove that...&lt;br /&gt;Seb:That's rubbish. What evidence do any of you hypocrites claim to have? All you people know is to talk. Rubbish. You people are easily influenced, mindless sheep that follows any direction you are herded to, and I will not be put down by any of you insipid, bulbous manatees. &lt;br /&gt;You all:That's so rude. So typical of you. Don't you have anything nice to say?&lt;br /&gt;Seb:Nope, none whatsoever, at least, not to any of you. I do have lots of nice things to say about myself though. There's a book of '1000 great things about Seb' in the library. You can find it in the Red Spot section. &lt;br /&gt;You all:Ok, for closing comment, anything else to add?&lt;br /&gt;Seb:Yeah, just for little thing. All of you suckers should just know your role, and shut your mouth, take all your crap and stick it straight up to your books-kissing candy asses. Thank you, have a bad day, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great interview. I always knew I had a thing for such situations. I don't look for trouble, trouble loves to find me. And speaking of all these, let's talk about Allan. Now, Allan, I know you're smart and all that, but please, stop all your bullshit about what you can do. God damn it, that time during BC tutorial, just because I reverse the quotient differentiation rule thus my answer became a negative, you have to open your big fat stinky mouth and laugh. Then, to add further insult to injury, you just have to comment on my answer to an application question. If you've done it, you would have solved it? I could also say, if I was born earlier, there won't be WW1 and WW2. And, that question was not complete anyway, how am I supposed to find the answer from the equation, when the version that was printed didn't specify x=50 anyways? !@#!#@$@#, as if you could do. At that time, I seriously felt like taking 7 chicken McNuggets and stuff it up your ass, but then, I don't have the nuggets, and even if I do, I wouldn't want to waste them, they are nice. Then want to talk about 'Yay, Seb, I'm catching up to your GPA.' Screw you, you're still behind me now, eat my dust. As if I care about your GPA. I have mine to worry about. But all if good now, we are still good friends, I own him, he tried to own me but failed miserably, yup, all is good. Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after typing all this out, I suddenly realise to my utter horror, that the above attack on Allan could be used as evidence to further the false impression that I'm at war with my supposedly love rival. This goes to show the screwed-up mentality that some people possesses nowadays. Point to note:I'm only writing the above paragraph cause that's what I felt during BC, not because of a separate issue. I could easily express my frustration out on any of you if I please. In fact, some of you even make Allan feel like an angel sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ever since the Rock came to town, everyone tried to, keep him down. Canadians have no class, that's why they could kiss the people's ass.' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6510587976406024144?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6510587976406024144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6510587976406024144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6510587976406024144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6510587976406024144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-embarrassing.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5916769089283367018</id><published>2009-07-31T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:45:45.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all! I'm almost fully recovered now, just left with the sore throat but it's not as painful as yesterday anymore. Even swallowing saliva hurts. Didn't want to cough at that time too. So thank you all for your concerns and blessing to all of you, and to those who could care less, god bless you, cause I certainly won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, finally done the many many corrections of the resume as per Mrs Teo instructions and now just see whether whatever company wants it is satisfied or not. Even if it doesn't go through, I'll still get a place for SIP, not to worry now. Hopefully can be somewhere in Tampines, preferably around Tampines Mall, CS, T1 that area. If that's the case, that would be wonderful, and I do deserve it too. I can see it now:Every weekday mornings, I get up at 7.30, thinking what a crappy day it is to start work, wash up, then realise that about 80% of you people are already in a bus/MRT travelling to your workplace while I'm still at home preparing to go to work. Haha. Later the situation switches for us both, shit, better don't jinx it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BC test, obviously as I expected was a fail. And after seeing the solutions and all that, it seems so easy now that I wonder how I failed in the first place. Ok, I know I screwed up the properties of log, but it's not my fault same log base can't be cancelled out now is it? I was happily cancelling them and my answer gave me an exact 1.5 and I was happy and apparently, Mrs Oh was happy too as she just easily gave me a 0. 1 part b I also know how to do, I know the law, but apparently, writing down the law wasn't enough and Mrs Oh thought so too and she happily gave me a zero again. Kinda sets the tone eh, having the first page of the test with zeros. Obviously it wasn't enough for her and she added another zero to qns2, but this one really is a fiasco for me, I totally did the wrong thing there, trying to use product rule on integration. Only the last 2 pages gave me a glimmer of hope but of course nope, not enough, still fail. Only way I could pass was get full marks for the last 2 pages anyway and that was impossible, no thanks to half-integration, half-differentiation(dunno what I was thinking) and the damn 'prove the minimum' rule thing. Luckily, it's only 5%. Yay, I feel so happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday, Mrs Lew came to my desk giving me back the tax paper and she got this damn black/murderous looking face and I was thinking 'oh shit, not tax now'. Then I took back the paper and found it so...different from mine. My handwriting is not very big, and furthermore, the name written on the paper was 'Dickson Phua'. I kindly informed her of her mistake. Turns out, she thought Dickson was I, and Sebastian is Dickson. I got back my true paper and no black face this time, it was great, not as great as Sy's one, I heard that from Yw, btw. You suck. Stop calling me monkey, you yellow mustard piece of banana. So congratulations on your 46/50, people are bound to get lucky once in a while, and you suck again. Noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sacremento, I won't stay. But I'll sure to come back, when the Lakers beat the...Kings in May!' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5916769089283367018?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5916769089283367018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5916769089283367018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5916769089283367018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5916769089283367018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-all-im-almost-fully-recovered-now.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3214899861688919735</id><published>2009-07-29T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:04:47.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't feel good at all lately...suffering from a combination of fever/flu/headache/sore throat and muscle aches. Headache like those metal music, those heavy drums, my head throbbing with the beat. Then I try to lie down and sleep but my body will then suffer from hot and cold. Sore throat is the worst, everytime I cough, my chest hurts like hell. Just this morning I spat out some flam and it was red, not the typical gooey yellowish-green colour. This means that I've been overworked; must rest, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But panadol helps a lot. Now headache is almost gone, sore throat don't feel as sore though the coughs still hurt a lot. Should not have eaten too much durians. Must ah...exercise restrain next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was so shocked, Mrs Christine Toh send me a mail asking me to send her a copy of my resume to her by tomorrow for SIP. I can't find the copy which I've done last year, so have to re-do whole thing and it looks crappy. Ah...whatever, dunno why out of the blue ask me for a resume anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Arrest him, he's guilty of stuffing 7 chicken McNuggets straight up his ass!' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3214899861688919735?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3214899861688919735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3214899861688919735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3214899861688919735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3214899861688919735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-feel-good-at-all-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2634117423926852824</id><published>2009-07-24T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:05:22.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I could imagine it now: Thousand of you people screaming for updates, cause that's why each of you come here for, new source of entertainment. I don't think I'm funny anymore too tbh, nowadays my updates tend to drag longer, I just say things that come to my mind, it's like presenting you with a plain powerpoint slide with no animations, colours, nothing at all, just plain text. Come to think of it, that's basically how I've been writing my stuff anyway, don't get how you people could find it remotely funny. Weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that does not mean that my posts are no longer funny, you people should stop reading. Reading is good. My posts enlighten, they teach, and you people bloody hell learn. Yeah. So, the long awaited movie of HP finally came, Hen and the rest wanted to watch it but due to unfortunate circumstances and obstacles, they could only watch it on Wednesday. Funny, Hen told me the main reason why he wanted to watch it is because of Dumby's death, and when the scene showed his death, he told he felt sad. But it confirms it then, this HP movie really is a theory movie, Hen told me all the action were at the last part. Haha, so basically the first 2 hours of the movie was talk, talk, talk, blah, blah, blah, kissing, kiss, kiss, fly around in brooms, run, run, run, talk, talk, talk then finally 'Expelliarmus!', 'Stupefy!', 'Avada Kadavra!'. Yawns. No wonder Hen looked so tired in Tax tutorial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reading Xy's post, I realise something. You people tend to associate the term 'emo' with quiet. Why? I remember sometimes I just sit in the lecture hall, stare at the screen and keeping my mouth shut, people were pointing fingers at me and declaring that I'm 'emo'. Bloody hell. Is it because quietness = depression? I feel like slitting my wrist now bawhwagawd. Funnily though, I bet none of you would complain if someone like, let's say, Bay, kept his mouth shut. Sure you people would feel weird and all, but let's face it, you guys would be celebrating. Then why doesn't people call Hui an emo kid when she was in year 1? Instead the word 'shy' was thrown around. Thus, the conclusion I formed is:&lt;br /&gt;(Usually)Happy and bubbly people who suddenly become quiet are suffering from 'emoness' and depression. &lt;br /&gt;What a crappy assumption.&lt;br /&gt;And I was called 'emo' a few times too zzzz. Guys, you want to know how an emo kid usually looks like? Go to google, type the word 'emo kid' into the search box, click on images, and search, viola. Now, picture me in your mind. DO I LOOK LIKE A FREAKING EMO KID TO YOU, DUMBASSES?!?!?! HUH, HUH?! I look more like Hercules if you ask me. I feel like cutting myself, gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while studying for BC(unsuccessfully) test on Tues, I found out something. You know there's a saying that 'the enemy of my enemy is a friend.' Now, let's assume enemies are negative in nature, and friends are positive in nature.(makes sense too right?) Now, applying the law of exponents and Sebby's Law of addition, we get:&lt;br /&gt;-1X-1=+1 (enemy of enemy is friend)&lt;br /&gt;-1X+1=-1 (enemy of friend is enemy)&lt;br /&gt;Quite cool huh. Kinda like out of the box thinking. Only great people like me could accomplish that. But it didn't help at all for the BC test. I thought the log base could all be cancelled and I didn't know qns 2 required substitution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel like putting a 'hits count function' into my blog. Uncle likes to brag about his amazing increase in hits per day in his blog. I kindly pointed the fact that while his hits counter is soaring, his comments sadly, remained zero. Meaning, that people just click the link, found that it's crap, and exited. People comments when they genuinely care, like how all of you like to spam my tagboard, same principle really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gtg. I know you people still want more, can't get enough of me, but I got better things to do. Bye, on your feet, and rally up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Koh Hwee Jung reminds of you.' - Shiyu (-.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2634117423926852824?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2634117423926852824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2634117423926852824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2634117423926852824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2634117423926852824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6367399393107429402</id><published>2009-07-21T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:56:30.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, all test completed...fast forward to holidays...engaged...NOT!! Dick had to rudely interrupt the fine moment of enjoyment and 'kindly' informed us that the exam timetable is out already and the exams will be upon us in about a month. Thanks, Dick, we reallllllly needed that, as if we have not enough studying in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tax test was extremely funny. You see people practically pouring their souls into their notes, feverishly reading and taking in all the information. Hell, the lecture for CRA was half-empty too, where's the other half? Studying tax obviously. In the end the test itself was much easier than the class test revision that was given to us. I find that extremely funny. Won't be funny though, if my test result ends up like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BC test was a catastrophe. Before that, I nicely walked to the area where Hen, Bay and the rest gather while waiting for the lesson to start. And, as usual, some itchy hands fellow took my IPod AGAIN. Obviously not interested in what I'm listening to, she wanted to blast the volume loud loud to hurt my poor eardrums. I thought I was smart, I changed the language to French before-hand, and when Hc took the IPod and tried to sabotage it, she didn't know where to start cause she don't understand it. Haha, but in the end she managed to find the volume controls not because she's smart, but because the french word for volume limit was volume maxima? Or something like that, very simple for anyone to know also. Maybe I should switch it to Deutch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why was BC test such a disaster? Eh, it looked weird. My first page was completely the same with Yq haha. We both thought for 1a), we can just cancel out all the logs and our answer is 1.5, but of course we're wrong. 1b), we both did the same also. We didn't bother to Ln the whole thing and dunno do what again, we just straight away write e^x^5 so on...and that proves the answer. Qns 2 I have no idea substitution was needed. I thought it looked like those normal simple find the m and then the equation thing. My answer ended up a little....too simple. Qns 3 was ok, I hope. 4, eh, whatever. Hopefully a pass? Even if fail, can always use the age-old excuse of: Bah only 5% nia, who cares! Win-win situation, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing that happened during BC test was not my inability to solve the questions, it was some other...incident. Suddenly half-way got some music being played and I found it awfully familar. I thought it sounded like Scream - Adelitas Way and I was wondering since when did another person had a similar taste in music like me. Then slowly I began to realise that the music was coming out from my pockets. Then again, I was wondering since when I uploaded any songs from Adelitas Way into my HP except for 'Invincible'. Then, of course, it was so obvious. The damn music was playing from my IPod. Have to fiddle with it to finally shut it off. The tutor was like smirking, maybe she thought the music sucks. Not the first time someone thought that way as well anyway. But how in the bloody hell did my IPod just...switched on by itself? And after being switched on, it played my music by itself??? I'm so thankful it didn't play All Nightmare Long - Metallica. That one sure cause more noise. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My big fat gut looks better than your doughy gelatinous body.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6367399393107429402?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6367399393107429402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6367399393107429402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6367399393107429402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6367399393107429402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-all-test-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2039475791930989405</id><published>2009-07-19T15:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:02:55.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am traumatised from washing the toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2039475791930989405?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2039475791930989405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2039475791930989405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2039475791930989405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2039475791930989405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-traumatised-from-washing-toilet.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-166237900263335592</id><published>2009-07-18T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:26:31.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Has it been a busy week, or what? Especially for the AA students, boy, were they busy. Imagine, me and some other SAPM people walking to our SAPM lecture and on the way we saw lots of sad, sad people with the words 'PANIC!!!', 'DIEDIEDIEDIE', 'ZOMGWTFOMFG' and 'YCANTTHEBSTBPNLBAL' written on their foreheads. Hell, they even wrote it in MSN. So I was in the lecture hall, rather bemused by the sight, the lecture itself was full of Biz Stats/Fin stuff, so boring that my mind was imagining the very same people flipping through their piles of calculations and whacking their laptop in a bid to save their unbalancing figures. Lecture finally finished, I walked out, saw the very same people still sitting there with the same words written on their forehead. When a person like Xy has to spend 10 hours on AA project, it pretty much sums up how tough the project must be. Xy is not a very project-lovin' person, btw, for those who don't get it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if those very same people are dreaming of numbers and figures i.e $262,322.62 in their heads right now, much like how Hui seems to be, before exams. ZOMG, the 62 cents where did it come from??? Just throw them into the suspense a/c lolololol. Nah, don't torture the poor AA people anymore. I wonder how they are going to study tax though, imagine having just finally done the project, now they have to stare at the CAs, 6 years? 8 years? 10 years? 3 years? 1 year? All we poor SAPM students can only see minesweeper like figures. Feel so depressed =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Bay have not started studying, his MSN name usually should be 'Finished with FOT now, going to do BC tut 1 liao'. but nooooo, surprise, surprise, it's 'Have not start studying'. Seeing him not studying really makes me to not study as well. But, as if seeing his nick about finishing FOT tut 6-8 will make me study like that as well. Bah, might as well erase him from MSN. Even better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well go watch some videos in youtube. The Rock singing to Sacremento is good, singing 'la bamba' to Eddie is also good, talking with the Hurricane is also good. Yes, watch them and be relaxed. Only then could the information from the lecture notes flow into the mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ah I know you! The H on your shirt, green colour and the mask, you're the Hamburglar aren't you? Go fetch me a cheese burger! No tomato sauce!' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-166237900263335592?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/166237900263335592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=166237900263335592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/166237900263335592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/166237900263335592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/has-it-been-busy-week-or-what.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8682890284929568052</id><published>2009-07-13T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:45:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that I've revealed the murderer of Harper's Island. But walao, for a person who only watched the first episode, act like I spoilt the whole thing. Lame. At least Hen can catch up a bit in a website. The other person, on the other hand, can't cause she dunno how to use the website. Hahaha, sad, really, really feel so sorry for you. Not. Yeah, Hen you're the murderer, repent from your sins. Treat me ice mocha too. Then maybe I shall forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hen is obsessed with HP. Not the printer, he was cursing the printer this morning too, for some reason. I'm talking about one of the hottest movie that's coming out soon, HP and the 1/2 blood prince. He kept whispering,'Haaaaarrryyyy...'. I knew it, he's a pedophile. But, HP so boring, cause they have to squeeze the contents of the book into a movie and of course the fighting scenes would take up more time, cause that's always the best part to attract viewers. I liked the fights from HP:Order of the Phoenix. Ah...seeing both Baldy(Voldy) and Dumby shooting lighting bolts like the Siths do in Star Wars was awesome. Then, I kinda figured it out. Since the theory part of the story is boring, let's do a remix version of the movie, let's call it:HP and the *insert chapter here* Singapore Version' It would be so cool. Like, when Hen would keep on whispering Haaarrrry right, HP shall go,'OI! KNNCCB, try to kill me when I only a baby now want to disturb my sleep. DIAM LAH!' Or instead of fighting with wands, they would be hurling abuse and insults to each other. Even Neville can be useful too. Whenever the professors ask him a question, he can go,'Simi LJ?o.O' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you guys know Twitter? It's kind of a big hit now, in the US, I think. It's not a blog or what, it's like a small diary, and you can write down a short post about your feelings and such. Xy has one, it's always at the right side of her blog. But hers not interesting, I doubt some of you could even get it too, after the 'vouch' fiasco. You want to see a real Twitter, check out the on-going Twitter war going on between The Miz and Chris Jericho. I show you a short excerpt from their war.&lt;br /&gt;Jericho:you're gay&lt;br /&gt;Miz:u flat iron ur hair n im the gay one?&lt;br /&gt;J:hmmmm good call. Then again u use mounds of sculpting paste to assemble your purple fauxhawk as u admire yourself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;M:if u looked this good u would do the same.&lt;br /&gt;J:if I looked that good I would put a bag on my head&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;M:i heard u did so well on celebrity duets that they want u for another reality show. good luck on the biggest loser.&lt;br /&gt;J:thanks man. Just found out that it's running head to head with your new reality show, So You Think Youve Got Talent...&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;M:just got done with improv class its so much fun. just like whippin jerichos ass on twitter. im awesome&lt;br /&gt;J:improv class...cool. What time is wrestling class?&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;M:i just saw a movie based on ur life. for some reason they called it bruno.&lt;br /&gt;J:I just saw a movie that has nothing to do with your life. It's called The Wrestler.&lt;br /&gt;M:ur right. A movie about a washed up has been wrestler tryin to regain the fame he once had sounds more like ur career.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that's all for now, you can always go to their own twitter site at:&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/IAmJericho&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/mikethemiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Technically, I've no first name, just call me McLovin.' - Forgot-his-name guy in the movie 'Super Bad'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8682890284929568052?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8682890284929568052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8682890284929568052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8682890284929568052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8682890284929568052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sorry-that-ive-revealed-murderer-of.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5053751017257147951</id><published>2009-07-06T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:20:58.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday is a long day. And you know the day will be even longer when you find out that your CRA notes has 64 slides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64 slides = 2 hours of boredom. Even Dick's New Paper was unable to save us from our boredom. www.aograi.wordpress.com might, but there was no internet connection zzz. So no choice, have to listen to all the boring chants. The girls were so bored also, they thought Yq was snoring when in actual fact he was having a blocked nose, hence the grunts. At least the lecturer tried to make the whole lesson fun. She asked 3 students to answer 3 questions and poor Sy was one of them. People told her 'A!' and when Lyn and Txl are those that also said 'A', you should say 'A'. I mean, those people are the ones with all the As. I see Nxl's portfolio, opened up, like there are only 2 alphabets in the world like that, As and Bs. I think after she graduate, she can add another alphabet into her portfolio - 'Z'. Mine is better, not only does my portfolio have 'As' and 'Bs', I also have 'Cs'. No 'Ds' and 'Fs' though...and I sure as hell am not going to work on adding more alphabets into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on from the As, I was talking about the question and answer part right? Ah, so Sy want to be a rebel, recalcitrant as she is, she stood her ground and defiantly said 'NA!'. Wa, so high and mighty, you would have thought she would be rewarded with something. Turns out, the answer was 'A'. Good try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit embarrasing to bring my portfolio tomorrow for submission too. It's like not much there, and the grades are not very fantastic also. People like Hen are complaining of insufficient space to place their certs and all that, me, I have so many left-over folders for them to use. It's not like I did a lot in my Secondary school days...my upper sec life is very relax, and that's the way I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you check my blog for updates, remember to go to www.aograi.wordpress.com for further updates as well. Bye! Those doing AA and CAC, go do your projects now. Those who are free now, eh...go to www.aograi.wordpress.com then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But as far as giving your money back, that...I can do. Yes, that I can do, but I'm not going to.' - Mr McMahon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5053751017257147951?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5053751017257147951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5053751017257147951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5053751017257147951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5053751017257147951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-is-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3951666423434218374</id><published>2009-07-04T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:58:02.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, ladies and gentlemen...boys and girls, I'm going to have to change my posting style here, due to some demands from my uncle. No, he doesn't read my blog, but he needs my help in this particular issue. So without further ado, allow me to introduce you the latest spam of the week: http://aograi.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is the latest blog, that my uncle and his brother and some of his friends have set up, it will feature some pictures and videos about Dawn of War. Be patient, the updates will be slow, it won't be as frequent as mine. You have to keep in mind that the creators of the blog are all men in their mid-late 40s and it takes 1 year for my uncle to finish a book that took me 5 days. So yeah, you get my point. Visit http://aograi.wordpress.com/ now. Even if you do not know what the hell is Dawn of War, nvm, just visit http://aograi.wordpress.com/ now! Push their blog hits up! My uncle likes to brag about it to me everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help introduce about their blog abit, let me just say that Dawn of War is an equivalent to Warcraft in the US, you don't see people playing DOW here but in the US, it's immensely popular. Visit http://aograi.wordpress.com/ for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the real world, CRA and SAPM projects have been submitted and everything is sunshine and roses now.(Yeah, wait till the results for the projects come out)For me, I have no projects submissions to rush, just the annoying class test. So I laugh at the CAC, AA students right now-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Do your ACCPAC-like stuff which is around 200 marks and for the CAC students, god knows what the hell you guys are doing. Shiyu doesn't. But do not fear, for most of your research could be done in http://aograi.wordpress.com/, visit now for more information! Or, you could just type your desired information in the google search box. Much more efficient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after project submission, what do we do? Of course we went out to celebrate, you think we are going to stay with the CAC/AA students till 5 and cheer them up meh? We celebrated by eating lunch in Subway, to further rub salt into their wounds. Ok, I admit it's kinda anti-climatic, hell, it's not even a climax, eating at Subway for a celebration, what a load of baloney. One thing that is not a baloney though, and that is http://aograi.wordpress.com/, visit it now! But it's really frustrating at times when, mostly during the last day of the week too, everyone sat down on their chairs and talked about their food. &lt;br /&gt;Mag:Wow, you guys can eat 1 foot ah?&lt;br /&gt;Hen:Of course, for a guy is normal what.&lt;br /&gt;Dick:Of course lah.&lt;br /&gt;Seb:...&lt;br /&gt;Mag:Then why you eat only 6-inch (referring to me)&lt;br /&gt;Seb:...Cause I only have enough $ to buy 6-inch damn it.&lt;br /&gt;You see!!?!? The injustice of all!?!? Everyone is there complaining about not enough food, I want more also cannot. Damn it! &lt;br /&gt;And to compound my misery, I had to pick my mom up cause she was stranded in CS due to the rain. So I took the umbrellas, happily opened 1 up, went to the traffic light and waited for the green man. You would have thought with the umbrellas I would be shielded from the rain, but nooooo, some dumbass decided that it's fun to zoom past the traffic light and I got drenched cause it zoomed past a puddle. Then I stood there, froze for awhile, another car decided to do the same, and now I'm doubly wet. I then quickly moved to my left and this time this bloody car drove even faster and I got splashed again. I went to pick my mother up, end up my mom was so much more dry than me. I looked like a person who showered in the middle of the traffic junction. To think I was so happy with the rain initially too, now I curse it, the rain is gone, and I'm feeling hot. Damn you all. Trying to make me look like a retard is it?!?! Do you know you could comment about the weather in http://aograi.wordpress.com/? Go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these lame advertising makes me a bigger retard I feel now. Damn it. So to conclude, go to the links section, find AOG, and click the link NOW! Address is http://aograi.wordpress.com/, remember to favourite it too. Spread the word. Spread the word about http://aograi.wordpress.com/ and not about me being a retard. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Intially I vowed to never appear on RAW again, but by virtue of my massive talent and my prodigious abilities, I find myself in front of you hypocrites again.' - Chris Jericho&lt;br /&gt;'Visit http://aograi.wordpress.com/ now' - Aswin Rai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3951666423434218374?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3951666423434218374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3951666423434218374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3951666423434218374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3951666423434218374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-ladies-and-gentlemen.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7762640575124484220</id><published>2009-06-29T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:51:08.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much to blog about...just that 2 incidents:1)my wallet 2)soccer match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling why so weird, my butt felt a bit...lighter than usual while walking home with Hen. Then I patted my hand on my back pocket and realised that my wallet was not at its usual place. People must be thinking I'm crazy or gay cause I kept patting my back pocket. In the end since we were near KFC, I tried going there and ask whether was there any returns of a wallet, even though I felt that my wallet is in the LT. Yup, KFC didn't have my wallet, walked back to school, went into the LT, which was not closed cause there was going to be a lesson soon and somehow found it lying happily on the edge. Money and cards all intact, double happiness. This is a victory for the kind-hearted a.k.a me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Hen decided that we should walk the other route home, the route which passes the field. Then while walking there we saw the youth team football match. Damn funny too. Especially the Iran players. They were falling down hysterically(AHHHHHH~)and rolling on the floor as if they got knocked down by some 300 pound monster. When the referee gave them a free-kick I was wondering if the diver would be ROFL-ing instead. Such lame dives. And like goals galore. Stood there for a while and we saw 3 goals. And Iran was dominating. Shows how resilient the Chinese are.(FOR CHAIRMAN MAO!)Then the coach was even more funny. Obviously we don't understand what the Iran coach was shouting, but we sure as hell could understand the chinese coach. &lt;br /&gt;'GEN JIN TA! KUAI KUAI KUAI!' Hen claimed that he heard the coach scolded one of his players 'Ji Bai' too. Haha. Can imagine it now. The defender made a mess and caused Iran to score. The coach got so infuriated, his fat, bulbous head about to explode, and he stormed into the field shouting expletives towards his bulking defenders,'NI KAN SHA?!?!? BU JU KAN JIN TA?? KOU TA JIAO MA! TA MA DE, NI SHI GE JI BAI!' Then I assume that the Iran's strategy would go into something like,'Brothers. We stand here now against the Republic of China. We must win and take what's rightfully ours, the Youth Cup. We will win, by hook or by crook, dive if you must, charge to the enemy if you need, we...the GLA will reign supreme! ALLAH AK BAH!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuckling to ourselves after hearing some of the China coach's outburst, we left. Hen hoped for an Iran win; me, I have no preference. The only problem I had was that the announcer is a slacker! When Hen and I arrived at the field, we were clueless about the score. Then when China surprised Iran with a counter-attack and scored, some weird samba like music started playing but it also somewhat sounded chinese-like, the announcer announced the goal-scorer's name and the score now stands at 1-0...1-0. Even repeated herself. Then when Iran scored back, the score suddenly changed to 1-2. Both Hen and I were momentarily taken-aback, but the confusion soon cleared when the police officer nearby told us that prior to the Iran's goal, it was 1-1, so obviously the announcer was sleeping and made a wrong announcement. Slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And here's your winneeeeeeeer...the NEWWWWWWW unified tag team champions...Edge and Chris...Jerichooo!' - Announcer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7762640575124484220?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7762640575124484220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7762640575124484220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7762640575124484220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7762640575124484220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-much-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5509473969375581326</id><published>2009-06-28T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:39:01.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never imagined my place could be a bazaar place, my wardrobe that is. I was so kind, I allowed Allan, Henry and Yw to bath in my house and after that, instead of thanking me and expressing their gratitude, they went and ransack my wardrobe to 'window shop'. Next thing I know, they were taking out the shirts that are nice and trying them on. Henry had the cheek to say 'thank you seb, bye.' while wearing one of my vest. Allan tried the same one but it didn't fit him so even though he wanted it, he couldn't have it. But too bad for both of you, the clothes are the exclusive property of Sebastian Rai, keep your paws away from them mind you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mozilla is reallll cool. It has this add-on feature that allows you to convert the youtube videos to MP3. Now I can download most of my songs now haha. Btw, I finally get to download Shiny Toy Guns - You are the one. One of Yq's favourite songs haha. It's quite catchy too...you areeeeee the one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just watched Transformers 2:Revenge of the Fallen yesterday. It was realllllllly long, just like what the guys warned me before. During the last fight scene I was already begging for the robots to just get it over with(just kill them damnit!), instead of constantly shifting the focus to those emotional scenes blah blah. I was so glad when the credits came out, rushed to the toilet and it felt good. It really was louder, more fighting, but the plot is...hmmm, confusing? Or is it because I'm daft? Can't be the latter right...obviously Michael Bay(allan baey??) missed out the finer points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, let's talk about Night of the Museum 2 ok? I find it really interesting, except that when you have a history-obsessed freak like my uncle, watching that movie with him can be quite annoying. I can talk about the movie freely here right? The movie was quite long ago already...&lt;br /&gt;So I was watching it again for the 4th time, this time with my uncle. So when those historical characters came, he likes to ask me,'so who is this? what have she/he done?' And obviously I DON'T KNOW! And he would give the smug face and gave his detailed essay of the particular person-Al Capone, Amelia Earhart, General Caster...So now I know that Al Capone is not a really tall guy as well, Amelia was lost while she was making a flight past the Atlantic(?) and rumors were that the Japanese captured her and til now, her body and her plane was not found, General Caster's unit still exist in the Army...yay. I wonder how I could use all these knowledge in my ANF studies. I could use Pie though, the exact answer for Pie is 3.14159265. Cause Albert Einstein in the movie said so.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe the director is against the french. How can Napolean(pardon my spelling) be a bad guy? It's not as if he did a lot of terrible things like the other villians i.e Al Capone and Ivan the terrible. In fact, Napolean is a brilliant guy! In fact, I liked his one phrase about 'It's not about the height and something else, it's about the plan, a brilliant plan.'(he is a really short guy) French rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to download more music now...Oh and I got a new phone, nothing special, just a good phone with its basic intended functions, can call and sms, good enough. I don't think Nxl's mom changed her phone also right? Twice now in the past 2 years, everytime I changed my phone Nxl will turn over and say,'Hey, that's the phone that my mom is currently using.' Trying to imply I'm what? That I'm cheap and old!?!? Kapeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And sooooo the littie tiny mouse couldn't be smaller than a normal mouse falls under the paws of the giant cat.' - Napolean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5509473969375581326?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5509473969375581326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5509473969375581326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5509473969375581326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5509473969375581326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-never-imagined-my-place-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8134194108063718480</id><published>2009-06-26T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:31:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, great week so far. Even though I'm still without the CRA notes for this week, meaning tutorial could be a pain(but it has always been a pain), projects are half finished which is a good thing, so things are going on smoothly I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The failure numbers of CRA was alarming and despite AZ saying that around 10 is from her class, it does not bring any relief whatsoever. The other 10 could very well be from my class, which fortunately, is not I think. Grades came out fantastic for me as well. So nothing to complain about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tax was a shocker. I thought tax was among the easy paper and it turns out to be a potential disaster in the end. How was I supposed to know things that are not liable to tax have to be written on the calculation on statutory income as well??? Cost me lots of marks. Other than that, it's fine. Managed to pull it up to a B too. Dunno the marker somehow missed out the nicely written '59 days', trying to cost me 1 mark. It's a conspiracy, I tell you. Allan got very high for this, 44, which I think is the highest in our class. Well done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAPM is the best. The papers were not returned back though, but the tutor flashed the results via &lt;strike&gt;satellite&lt;/strike&gt;, I mean, visualiser, and I got an A. Very nice and good. So it's great so far, just have to hope that BC would be good also, even though I lost some marks here and there. They really have to bold the '1 year' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ died. No, not the one in tp, I meant Michael Jackson. But honestly, I think he would rather end up dead, no offense. Ever since his face got messed up and the invitations for boys to his home, insults are just hurled at him from every corner, like pedophile, gay, freak, blah blah blah. Then now you see everybody from every corner of the world mourning his death and offering their sympathies to him. Where are all the critics now? Bunch of hypocrites and sycophants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But what we have here is a old classic case of the good news and the bad news. The good news is, for the first time ever, The Miz will main-event a pay-per view this Sunday at the Bash in a match with me! Pretty good right? The bad news is...that the Miz for the first time ever, gets to main-event in a pay-per view match in the Bash...with me.' - John Cena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8134194108063718480?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8134194108063718480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8134194108063718480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8134194108063718480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8134194108063718480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-great-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-767294516422722203</id><published>2009-06-20T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:31:40.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh, nothing much to say. Just feel like writing something here. But now that I'm here, I don't know what to write. Nvm, just write some recap stuff and some jokes that were shared among us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yq's Jokes:&lt;br /&gt;1)There is a river filled with penis-eating crocodiles. There are 2 men trying to cross it and they obviously want to go through the river with their genitals intact. However, they are naked(dunno why)and they only have 1 leaf to cover and protect their organ. Erm, the leaf could be used as protection cause it covers the penis so the crocodiles can't see it so they won't bite it. Yeah, just assume that. And there's a log to cross across the river with. So, how does both guys get across the river?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans:The guy in front shall use the leaf to cover his penis, while the guy at the back shall protect his by sticking it into the front guy's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Same river, but now no bridge. 3 pigs want to cross it but they have to swim to cross it. First pig swam across and got 1 ball bitten off. 2nd pig got 2 of its balls bitten off. 3rd pig swam across but no crocodiles bit him. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans:The 3rd pig swam back-stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)How do you put a giraffe into a fridge? You open the fridge and put the giraffe in it. How do you then put an elephant into a fridge? You open the fridge, take out the giraffe, then put in the elephant. Now, at this time, 1 indian, 1 chinese and 1 malay jumped down from a building and prayed to their respective gods to save them. Who died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans:The indian died. Technically there's 2 answers. Answer 1 is because before the indian could finish reciting his god's name in full, he hit the floor and died.(Indian gods' names are long!) Answer 2 is related to the above animals. Indians worship elephants. But the elephant is still stuck in the fridge. Can't save the indian =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, but most jokes are funny only when they are offensive. Feels kinda bad, being happy at another's expense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;'Finally, The Rock has come back to Toron...to Toronnnnn...to run his mouth on alllllll your candy asses!'&lt;br /&gt;'What, is it the first time you heard someone mention your city and the fans go-Huuuuuraayyy, he said Toronto, eeeee-yayyyyy. That's where we live, we live in Toronto yay, shut up!'&lt;br /&gt;'The Rock wanted to come to Toronto cause this is where it all started. Cause it's in Toronto where the people...turned...on their people's champion.'&lt;br /&gt;'67,000 strong, 67,000...of you mother cannukers booing The Rock out of the building!'&lt;br /&gt;'Toronto, that is the jabroni beating, flaaaaaat out, pie eating, trail brazing, eyebrow raising, stronger than a bear, faster than a buck, the biggest thing to hit Canada cause the Maple Leaf SUCK!'&lt;br /&gt;'You know what Toronto? Know your role, and shut your mouth, take all your boos and stick them straight up to your maple syrup sucking candy asses.' - The Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'People who wear a mask...is either very ugly...incredibly stupid, or...he's the Batman!'&lt;br /&gt;'Look at me, I'm Baptista! I shoot laser guns like a 6 year old! Pew pew pew pew!'&lt;br /&gt;'Ha, I got your subway sandwich Jerry! I win, you lose! Hmmmh, yummy! Delicious!' &lt;br /&gt;'I'm going to open...a can...of the ass-whip, so big! And I would spray it all over your big fat head, and that's the bottom lines!&lt;br /&gt;'And Vladimir Kozlov, he looks like Sam the Eagle! Look!'&lt;br /&gt;'That's easy Fiz! You...are the jackass!'&lt;br /&gt;'And am I not allowed to take part in the 25 divas battle royale? Because of my genitals? That's sexual...discrimination!'&lt;br /&gt;'Ladies and gentlemen, brace yourself. For what I'm about to unleash upon you...is something known as the Mankini. Hit my music.'&lt;br /&gt;'My name is Santina! I'm Santino Marella's twin sister from Italy! Yay!' - Santino/Santina Marella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'John Cena has captured the hearts of many...9 year old kids. They adore him like they love the Jonas Brothers...and Spongebob Squarepants!'&lt;br /&gt;'He may not be Tim Allen, but it's tool time!'&lt;br /&gt;'Cena is over-rated, kinda like Kobe Bryant.'&lt;br /&gt;'While Lebron James is like The Miz, AWESOME!'&lt;br /&gt;'Here's a new merchadising idea:John Cena, two-ply!' - The Miz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What happened to Shawn Michaels, wasn't my fault. It was your fault. And it was your fault, and it's your fault, your fault, yours, it's all your faults.'&lt;br /&gt;'6 months ago, I told you that good thing happen to good people, and I'm a good person. Oh yeahhhh.'&lt;br /&gt;'And worst of all, all of you hypocrites are still the same, ignorant, insipid, bulbous manatees that you all have always been.'&lt;br /&gt;'I am a honest man, and 99% of you in this arena are liars and cheaters, while 99.9% of you have failed in whatever you have set yourself in doing.'&lt;br /&gt;'When I reached home, my son would be running around in the living room saying the champ is here, dad, the champ is here. And when I drove and dropped him off at school, he would say you can't see me dad.'&lt;br /&gt;'ASK HIM!' - Chris Jericho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I would like to share my foot-long(after a subway commercial)with Mickie James.' - Jerry Lawler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. That's all for now. Should be a long post, this. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why does a WWE superstar with so much talent, continue to be such a gutless, spineless, disrespectful grand wizard, of the baby oil boys club.' - John Cena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-767294516422722203?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/767294516422722203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=767294516422722203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/767294516422722203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/767294516422722203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/eh-nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8813775037705539658</id><published>2009-06-19T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:26:35.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you all can see, my blog have not been updated at all. Could you blame me? Unless you want to hear about how we read around 20 CRA articles and ended up going to youtube to watch videos of C&amp;C and other military stuff, then I'm sorry. You can always go to MSN and ask Dick for the videos. We have nukes blowing up on a neatly formed formation of red guards and they will fly around, 200 air planes flying around, nukes flying everywhere, and whatever. So, I have to source elsewhere for news to update this blog =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, to all Twilight female fans. You people are so...weird. You love the character, yet you almost ended up killing him. Here's the link: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://sg.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20090619/ten-entertainment-us-pattinson-ent-db3f2d5.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a brief insight into the article:&lt;br /&gt;"Twilight" star Robert Pattinson was hit by a taxi in New York as he tried to run away from a crowd of hysterical teenage fans, but he was not seriously injured, U.S. media reported.&lt;br /&gt;He was not seriously injured, but his bodyguards reportedly were furious, according to RadarOnline.com which claimed to have witnessed the accident. One of the bodyguards yelled at the girls: "You see what you did, you almost killed him!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, some fans they turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is an amazing story of a plane. No, not Air France, we all know what happened to them and it's not amazing at all. What's amazing would be when they do find the black box. No, what I'm talking about here is this: &lt;strong&gt;http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20090618/twl-us-pilot-dies-ef375f8.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''NEWARK, N.J. - The passengers on Continental Airlines Flight 61 didn't know anything was wrong with their trans-Atlantic crossing until they landed and were met by fire trucks, emergency vehicles and dozens of clamoring reporters. Their pilot was dead.''&lt;br /&gt;Must be amazing eh, your pilot died mid-flight yet the plane still managed to land safely, thanks to the other 2 experienced pilots. Thank god for them. I wonder if there is an auto-pilot function on planes to help avert such situations if pilots are sacked due to the economic crisis. I wonder what would happened if an annoucement is made mid-air too. &lt;br /&gt;'Ding, ding, ding. Ladies and gentlemen. We have experienced an er...slight problem. Ok, it's a big problem. Our pilot is dead. Do not be alarmed, however, as we have 2 extremely well-trained pilots ready to take over. They have just graduated from the school of engineering and have flown many planes before. Toy rides that is. Please, remain seated, put on your seat belt, and enjoy the flight. Thank you for your attention.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to local news, I heard Jet Li is becoming a Singapore citizen? Haha, another big name becoming one of Singapore. Expect huge backlash from china forums lambasting about this issue, and blah blah. It never ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nxl is now playing dota. O.o. A word of advice, play ogre magi. Don't know who that is? He's the two-headed ogre mage that is found in a random tavern of dunno where of intelligence, but don't let the intelligence fool you, he's pretty dumb, he's a ogre goddamnit! But he's so useful for a new player. Only buttons you need to press is pretty much F,G,A. Level til you get your ultimate and let it boom, boom, boom! Fun, I tell you. Ask Henry about his FV. People are so afraid of it til they banned him for draft games. His name is Aggron StoneBreaker, btw. See how awe-inspiring his name is? It's like, he's a ogre, and he shares the same name as the pokemon Aggron. And he break stones too. I thought he should be breaking heroes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I want you guys to look to your left. Now, look to your right. Now look at the person standing before you in the middle of this ring, cause THIS is what a winner LOOKS LIKE!' - The Miz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8813775037705539658?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8813775037705539658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8813775037705539658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8813775037705539658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8813775037705539658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-you-all-can-see-my-blog-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1280831675622607007</id><published>2009-06-12T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:16:54.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a heck of a week, to be honest. The first SAPM meeting obviously didn't go very well, even though it's only the first step of the EIC analysis. Economic factors are already giving us a head-ache, now we have to content with Industries factors now. Where and how are we going to find statistics for the Manufacturing Industries as a whole?? Back to Reuters again...yipee, doopie, doodie doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during the 2nd meeting, Ken just came out and asked us about CRA project grouping. Totally forgot about that one. But groupings were settled fast, still lala about it. Could still play Restaurant City during project too. Come to think of it, the only reason why we played that during meeting is because we kinda gave up on Industries factors already. The whole time we 'thought' we were doing it, we were actually doing the Company factors instead. Zzzz. Then Hc have to further ruin our day by telling us that there are still tutorials to be done. ZZZZZ, completely forgotten about those crap. Got home, checked Vbus, hooray, deadline for the CRA project is like in the 1st-2nd week of July?? And to think I thought that this holiday could finally be a rest period, like stroll along the beach kinda thing, relaxxx, enjoy. Reality check comes in, and the reality hurts. A LOT. And people could still go on holidays. It's amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to T1(not the airport, the not-so-new 3rd mall in Tampines) and had dinner. And as usual, in T1, went to J.Co to have the yogurt and my coffee. Went there so frequently with my parents that one of the staff recognised us already and knew our orders straight away. My mom said it's embarrassing. But she still goes back there anyway. Then uncle was telling me about his old class reunion in August and asked me if I wanted to come along. I asked him is there any cute girls there? He gave a thoughtful look and said that he came from a technical school so there are few girls and my mom and I just started laughing. Walao, like I interested in your classmates like that. Must be all 40+ liao lor, even Yq's preference falls in the age group of 20-30. I'm just so happy that my parents don't do match-making, imagine uncle thinking of who should be my life partner, and he introduces me to his 40 plus friend and says we should get married. Think I might go kill myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Allan, I don't have my sis' blog address. You want it, go ask her for it. I bet she has uploaded the entire set of the old photos in her blog. I can't even remember some of them. I do remember the Brazil shirt though, one of my favourites. I don't get why are all of you laughing though. Funny meh? I admit when I first saw those pictures, my mind straight away had this thought of 'who's that loser?' but then I realised it's me. So...ok, I get it, it's funny. But damn it, I bet all of you have wacky, lame, weird, funny looking pictures of your younger self too, just that you all are gutless, do not dare to show it. At least I just left the link there. I can't be bothered to delete the link anyway. That picture is me alright, laugh at it all you want, I could hardly care. Like I have the time to entertain all your thoughts of how crap I looked last time. The way I see it, I look better than 80% of all of you people now. I bet I'm going to get flamed for this, but heck man, not going to let you people get all the laughter and none for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me refusing to go to swim with the guys, does that make me 'niao' whatsoever? I don't want to at that time, so stop bothering me about it. As if like accompanying you guys to go swim for 1 day suddenly I will pop up have 2 balls suddenly. I bet you all had fun pulling each other swimming costume out. Hate the 'you scare ah, you sissy, no life' threat/taunt, it's so lame. The way I see it, the person doing the taunting is the one with no life, trying to pull all the stops to get me to do what they want. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Xy's blog mentioned something about telling people to stop comparing their lives. I think it's good too. Same as how most of us love to compare our classes now, including me. I should stop it. It's not doing anything, not achieving anything(except to annoy the hell out of people), and most importantly, what people chooses is really none of our business. Why should I care why others took AA and I took SAPM? It's because I'm not interested in AA and I prefer SAPM, and vice versa, simple as that. Can't believe how lame I was, how low I sunk by constantly telling those AA students how crappy their course is and how crap their test were as compared to mine. Makes me look more like an idiot. As if those recent old pictures didn't do enough damage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy week. And reading news about Ronaldo potentially earning close to 557,000 pounds a week is making me even more mad. Crazy amount of money thrown around everywhere. All for the sake of wanting the ball to be kicked in to the opposing net. We live in a crazy world sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Not only does Mysterio relish in lying to his fans, he also has the audacity to have the WWE to sell these(replica masks). Instead of being honest and truthful to all his...parasitic fans, he encourages all of you to spend all your hard-earned money to further his deception.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1280831675622607007?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1280831675622607007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1280831675622607007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1280831675622607007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1280831675622607007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-heck-of-week-to-be-honest.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-4137753274985382884</id><published>2009-06-10T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:57:26.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished watching The Amazing Race 12. Yeah, Yw and Henry came by today and said I was watching a lame show. How is it a lame show? It's awesome! You see people running around in circles when the clue box is someone at the edge of the circle and they will keep on running because they didn't see it lol. Not to mention that out of the 3 final teams, 2 of them consist of a dad and a grand dad, and the grand dad is the oldest to ever made it to the finals at the age of 69. How cool is that? Then we also have 2 old lesbian(I think), a gothic couple(ohmygoth) and a team that said that 'Karma is a bitch, but I'm a bigger bitch' and got eliminated in the very first round. Then we also had a team that got eliminated before the finals, they were bitching around all the way throughout the race, guy calls girl a bitch, girl calls guy something also, fight fight fight, after they got eliminated, become all huggy and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not that I'm slacking. I can't do the APEL stuff. Said that they can't open with other versions other than IE7. Bullshit. So I took the rare opportunity to watch videos. Is it wrong to do that, huh huh. I bet all of you are watching your own videos and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a lonnnnnnnnng day tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ask him what's up!' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-4137753274985382884?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4137753274985382884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=4137753274985382884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4137753274985382884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4137753274985382884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-finished-watching-amazing-race-12.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3010727291281315503</id><published>2009-06-07T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:28:20.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah...just received a Sms from leader Yq that there could be a SAPM project meeting tomorrow at 9 freaking am. Walao, I thought can sleep more now(Holidays are here!!). Nvm, there will be meetings anyway, just don't want it to be that early haha. How to drag my ass out of my bed when it's holidays? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the share prices can go up too. And I meant OUR SHARES go up. Who cares about other people's shares...Don't want reveal our shares also...my blog so popular, later one fellow SAPM guy come and saw our group's investment and decide to follow suit. Then how? Can't let another group go past us in rankings just because I decided to broadcast about how well our shares is doing in my blog right? 'HAHAHAHAHA, our shares' prices are sky-rocketing off the roof baby! All you suckers, BE JEALOUS!' Inviting trouble only sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went to dye my hair recently...just decided to try it before NS lor. Do whatever I want with my hair before none of it is left haha. I wanted some darker colours but my parents say 'Nono, must obvious one, you scared ah?' Can't believe I fell for that dumb old coward bait and went for a light brown colour. Now look like some random Ah Beng that goes around asking you for protection money. Pray that it will somehow turn darker...pray, pray. Or else I have to go all woo, woo, woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am taken aback by some of the wrestlers during their interviews. For this instance, there was an interview with John Morrison. Never realised how educated this guy is. He was telling this interviewer about the 'palace of wisdom'(which he is claiming to currently reside in) and uses the Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs to describe it. I forgot all about Maslow lol. I can vaguely remember something about safety and self-actualisation since he mentioned that the palace of wisdom is achieved in the stage of self-actualisation. Next you will hear about Charlie Haas talking about the various depreciation methods and inventory valuation methods such as FIFO(he holds an accounting degree) and Chris Jericho talking about various big words that I would most probably have never heard of in my life. Ah, those wrestlers are already making most guys jealous due to their nice body shape, now they want to make us look like idiots. Talk about adding insult to injury =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But here's the difference between you and I. You always impress; you always shine; you always make everyone's jaws drop. You always make the highlight reel. But me? I always win.' - Edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3010727291281315503?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3010727291281315503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3010727291281315503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3010727291281315503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3010727291281315503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7943780883321710661</id><published>2009-06-06T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:54:34.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha, exams are over. The best is that the last exam is the lamest to study for, and the easiest paper so far. Hope this don't come back to haunt me though, later get back a mediocre grade then my mind will replay the words 'easy paper' over and over again. But it's really crap lah, not even sure what to really study also. You all think FOT got lots of theory? This SAPM is all theory cept for some FOI calculation stuff. No formulas given also. Every single page I flip from my lecture notes is all 'And from the analysis of B.F.King, we can conclude that...' future biodegradable toilet paper zzz. Vbus didn't help at all. I thought I sure fail my paper if the paper turns out to be the one uploaded in Vbus. So many weird formulas that I have never seen before and there were MCQs??? Weird MCQs also...some of the concepts I've never heard of. Turns out, I was doing the main exam paper zzz. Wa, so ambitious ah Seb, I didn't know the entire SAPM Vbus only uploaded main exam paper and no mid-sem paper to try. Then what do we have for our actual paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns1:Gov uses fiscal and monetary policy to balance out the macro aims. What are the 3 macro aims?&lt;br /&gt;Qns2:What is monetary policy?&lt;br /&gt;Qns3a:What is fical policy? &lt;br /&gt;Qns3b:Explain how the gov can use open market operations(monetary policy) during recession.&lt;br /&gt;Qns4:Using Michael Porter's 5 competititve analysis, analyse BreadTalk. The paper already gave you 3 points to write about, just elaborate about them.&lt;br /&gt;Qns5 is to state the extended Dupont formula and calculate the values and analyse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, what Minghua said during reading time sums up this paper:Sui,sui,sui! I was chuckling to myself how the AA students are suffering later when they have to go through their piles of FRSs to answer their question 1a,b,c. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that, Henry managed to drag Yq, Dick and me to gym to 'celebrate'. Then go swim -.- Swim my ass, initially did what Henry planned, to *actually* swim. Then later suddendly became a free-for-all pull down each other pants or fighting in the water. What did we all get in return? Enjoyment, some unknown bruises and sun-burnt skin to boot. Only Dickson managed to escape with his skin as white as Paul Scholes. I think his shower gel is Colgate lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the real enjoyment is not getting sun-burnt lah. Dunno go where and played LAN for quite long. This time Yq didn't burn our wallets, just went to Xy's restaurant called XY JI. Not sure of the full name, but very sure got XY. Went there eat sliced fish soup with rice haha. Yq was very gracious to buy Henry a semi-formal shirt from Domanchi(??) too. He actually bought a polo-tee from Lacoste for me too lor. Fits me so nicely leh, as I tried the shirt for him haha. In the end he snatched the parcel away from me and is going to give it to his colleague for his birthday gift. Humph !@#$@!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home tired, slept painfully cause turning the body slightly hurts due to sun-burnt skin.(Thanks a lot Henry, you son of a gun!) How many times have our swimming session become an all out brawl to see who ends up taking off someone's swimming wear???!?! Let me think...ahh...think every single one of them. Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's all your definitions of the words(credit to dictionary.com, don't accuse me of plagiarism):&lt;br /&gt;Sycophant - a self-seeking, servile flatterer; fawning parasite.&lt;br /&gt;Albatross - a seemingly inescapable moral or emotional burden, as of guilt or responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;Recalcitrant - resisting authority or control; not obedient or compliant; refractory.&lt;br /&gt;There, have fun with them. Who knows, maybe you could use them in your scramble game or Word Challenge in Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you guys know how Dickson is increasing his level in Restaurant City so quickly? He reads some bloody ass online guide about it. WTF OMFG? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...and can someone give me either tomato, beef, ice-cream or cream? Give me all also can hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cena has captured the hearts of millions of...9 year old kids. But, he'll never capture back his self-respect. You see, these little kiddies love John like the Jonas Brothers...and Spongebob Squarepants. So John, you made it! You're in the same category as Hannah Montana!' - The Miz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7943780883321710661?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7943780883321710661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7943780883321710661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7943780883321710661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7943780883321710661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahaha-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5651579910838519735</id><published>2009-06-03T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:37:35.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I have some free time now, might as well blog a bit. Shall not blog too much about the tests so far...might jinx it haha. Shall talk a bit about BC though...cause it's quite funny. I finished the paper around 3.45 and after checking it, it's already over .50 so I can't hand it up and leave. At first around 10 minutes I thought Maggie finish so fast, stood up and leave. Actually she was going to the toilet haha. I was only in qns 2 lor. So after finishing the paper, nothing to do, so I just took out the textbook and read some of those illustrative examples. Quite funny thing about the baseball, they explained how they used the parabola to estimate the distance of how far the baseball went but I still can't get it. All the while I was reading these texts, people around me were fervently flipping through their notes in the hopes of finding a similar question so they can copy the method to solve it or looking for the formulas. Have to thank Henry for this though, he forced me to remember the formulas. Not that hard to remember them too, so...repetitive. Thanks Henry, you're a nice person, just not as nice as me. It's a compliment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if don't talk about test, talk about daily life lor. Before the BC test, I went to the gym to exercise a bit. There may be tests going on, but one should not neglect their physical health. I swear there is a conspiracy against me. The first time I went to the Tamp gym with uncle, I tried the treadmill for the first time also. I could only do up to a speed of 7.5 then. And almost all the guys around me were running at like 9-11. I felt so...useless. So I finally managed to run at 10 now. And people around me are running at 11-13. Bloody hell. I bet next time when I reached 13, people are either running at 15 or they are running at an incline of 10 -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also used to think that my English improved a lot during secondary 2 because that was when I read Harry Potter. Obviously it's must better than reading small books like 'Jill went up the hill to fetch water' or 'Singapore Ghost Stories' (I walked up to the temple ah, got this berrrrry big ghost, sibei scary sia!!!). Xinyuan is reading more 'chim' stuff about life values and such. Those type of books very difficult to read, sure will fall asleep. Very slow moving...not action packed. But now I realised, my English actually improved because I watched WWE! Or more specifically, I watched Chris Jericho! It's like what the commentator said, he must have received a dictionary for his birthdays. Lol, almost everytime he speaks, I learn a new word. Words I have learnt so far from him:&lt;br /&gt;Sycophant,&lt;br /&gt;Ostracised,&lt;br /&gt;Albatross,&lt;br /&gt;Gelatinous,&lt;br /&gt;Recalcitrant,&lt;br /&gt;...and many more.&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno how to use those words though...maybe at the end of the tests, I could include a small note about the test...kinda like for FOT last question about the dividends. &lt;br /&gt;'The exclusion of whether the dividend was franked or one-tier is a conspiracy orchestrated and perpetrated by the gelatinous, petulant, recalcitrant, sycophonic teachers who vilified and ostracised me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The new NBA champs will be where the Miz come from...Cleaveland Ohiooooo. Cause Lebron James is like The Miz...AWESOME! While Cena is just some over-rated hype...kinda like Kobe Bryant.' - The Miz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5651579910838519735?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5651579910838519735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5651579910838519735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5651579910838519735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5651579910838519735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-i-have-some-free-time-now-might.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3275294494389747775</id><published>2009-05-30T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:36:42.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting for a while...been a bit tired. I know people are looking for my updates for inspiration and motivation and whatever you come here for and left frustrated, but be disappointed no further as I'm updating now, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where to start? Ah, I shall start off with Thursday's IRAS trip then. There WAS attendance taking btw, Yw's info was not very accurate. The tour was just blah blah short, the guide just talk about some historical figures(Sir William Farhuat?) and do you know GST was implemented in 1994? It's going to come out for the upcoming mid-sem test. Write that down. Anyways, since the tour itself is not very eventful, someone has to step up and make it memorable and lo and behold, up stepped my class rep, Lie Ken. The guide was asking whether anyone knows what does 'statutory board' means and no one was willing to answer, even though the potential reward is a water bottle, which Allan earned earlier on.(Actually, no one was able to answer, or we just can't be bothered to answer.) So Timothy then decided to break the silence by saying very loudly,'Yes Ken, you said something? A Statutory Board is a what?', then everyone looked at Ken for answers, and poor Ken looked around being sabo-ed, so he turned to the guy beside him, Yq, and asked him for the answer. In the end the guide gave the answer. Poor Ken, always getting sabo-ed. Allan was there and his face has 'SABO ME' written all over it and yet you people still pick Ken over him. Don't you know Allan wants another water bottle? So he could give 1 to Xl to have a couple pair. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, stayed outside for verrrrry long cause none of us had the slightest idea where to go next. Yq and Henry and Dick nearly went off to another direction where a pretty OL just walked past. In the end, just went to the station where we stood there like morons again, with no idea where to go. Wanted to kick Sy while resting too but eh, I'm too nice, so I refrained myself from doing so. Think in the end we went to PS? The place we went looks familar...yeah guess it's PS, Xl's blog said so. Eh, I can't remember the 4 lame things about Xl's leg thing already, so Nxl, sorry, can't post about it for your entertainment. Can only remember 1 incident in which Xl said her leg must kick my leg to recover so can talk again and she sweeped her leg and missed. And I was NOT far away. Shortie. Sy, dun comment, I know I'm short for a guy, damn it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we say IRAS are blood-suckers, I want to retract my statement. Yq is the premier blood-sucker. Of all the restaurants or food court we could eat, we had to eat at this place called Lao Bei Jing. Yeah, that should be it. They initially wanted to order a set meal for 6 which cost about 32 bucks per person but I would be left out cause of my budget. I wanted them to eat that meal and I could settle for something cheap, think I saw a carrot cake thing for 4 bucks? In the end, ordered a set meal thing for everyone that is cheaper, about 24 bucks per person. I should have chose the earlier option lor, Txl and Nxl could barely finish their food. Yq, Henry and me had to eat their share. I ate a lot too...think I ate all the skin thing even though there's no meat left, 3 bowls of noodles, 2 plates of tofu, 3 xiao long baos and 1 dessert thing. Then we were wiping our mouths all that, suddendly got this 'BANG' sound. I thought some wrestler pyro lol. Then I saw Nxl mouth gaping and Txl hiding her face. Yup, both of them go play with the wet napkin wrapper and it BOOMED. And Yq thought it was *ME*. Quickly pay up and zhao. Wallet became empty, and I still owe Henry 2 bucks. In short, both the Xls are good dinner companions, they always give you their food. But, after eating, quickly settle the bill and run. Dun let them get their hands on the wet napkins...And dun tell jokes during dinner too. Those 2 kept on laughing and at 1 point, Nxl was like suffering an asthma attack. 'Haa...Uhhhh...Haa...Uhhh...Haa...' Then she claimed to calm down, Yq just smiled at her she burst out laughing again and the whole asthma routine start again. Txl was just keep on saying 'Shen Jing Bing!' or 'Shut up!', mostly the former. Yq also dunno what's so funny, his face or his conversation. In truth, it's not that Yq did anything particular, it's the 2 Xls that are acting particular. Hougang chalet calling for you two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the girls left, so the guys went to play LAN at a cheap price. L4D, CS all the way til like what, 11? Owed Henry even more now, 6 bucks, before leaving for home. Yay. Now you lot should shut down your computer and go study...By virtue of section 5(1)(a)(iii) of the Company Act, S Ltd is deemed a subsidiary of H Ltd cause H owns more than half of S's shares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do you know what the R in the Rated-R superstar stands for? You want to know? Good. Remarkable. Better yet, Resplendent. Or, Really-Really-Smart.' - Edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3275294494389747775?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3275294494389747775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3275294494389747775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3275294494389747775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3275294494389747775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-for-not-posting-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1726474709270480749</id><published>2009-05-27T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:09:35.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So after today, the final lesson of EBSK is......oveeerrrrrrrrr! Like, hell yeah! Don't have to squeeze inside bus 15/23 anymore. The buses seriously suck especially when your lessons are at 9a.m. It's like you go to the bus-stop, bus 15/23 will either &lt;br /&gt;1)zoom past you...&lt;br /&gt;2)stop, but due to it being incredibly cramped, only 1 or 2 person can go up the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then even if you got onto the bus, have to squeeze soooo much. It sucks. So now, with the demise of EBSK, I can happily walk to school and back with joy now, yay! I swim in the deep blue ocean with freedom while I see schools of sardines in their tin buses everyday. Makes me feel so damn good about myself. But cannot say demise of EBSK yet, have to safely submit the assignment. Failure to submit that would result in a fail, and it would result in a supp paper for EBSK...wtf? I could see it now, the paper would look something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Qns1:Name the 10 barriers to good service. (10m)&lt;br /&gt;Qns2:Name 3 common mistakes of fine dining. Briefly explain how do we correct them. (6m)&lt;br /&gt;Qns3:Describe how a guy and a girl should be dressed to be considered as formal. (4m)&lt;br /&gt;Qns4:Below is a short script of a business etiquette role play. Identify and discuss the errors in the script about proper business etiquette. (10m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday, I saw Mr Chan Seet Meng, and he said,'Hi, Sebastian.' I was so pleasantly surprised that he still remembered me but I thought it should be normal as I was sucha a good student in his class. He had to burst the bubble of mine by telling me that he remembers me cause I was so notorious. !@$#!@!!#$, I swear I did all the tutorials, answered the questions nicely leh. Maybe he confused me with Yq. Yeah. But it's very nice to have people still remembering your name(at least) after some time. It shows that you have made a considerable impact in their lives and they appreciate and acknowledged your existence. Maybe I should re-tract my stand about just walking past previously known people. Maybe should just say a 'hi'. It's only when that person forgot about me, I say hi then he/she just keeps on walking and staring at me O.O and must be thinking I'm a idiot and me thinking how rude he/she is. That would be rather funny too haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...and APEL teacher's snacks are delicious...I shamelessly ate 4 pandan cakes in total during the class itself. Even Henry admitted it's quite nice. I can't help it. I was hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Seb, Maggie was influenced by you guys. That time we were walking right, Xl and Nxl was walking alone at the front while Maggie was walking with you guys.' - Allan's wonderful and incomprehensible theorem of influence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1726474709270480749?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1726474709270480749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1726474709270480749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1726474709270480749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1726474709270480749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-after-today-final-lesson-of-ebsk-is.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1530279113153733843</id><published>2009-05-25T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:45:51.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's quite sad today. I sorta got 'punished' for saying inappropriate things. Just beating people lightly is not punishment enough. It's like a signal to continue making fun of people. Want to hit, hit it the way you want it, hard. That's the best. It gives a direct message that you don't like what is being said and you will not stand up to it anymore. Want to hit just hit, don't dilly-dally. What an anti-climax moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the same way you judge others, you would be judged. And with the measures you used, it would be measured to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from the Bible&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you reap what you sow. You want to punish me, just punish me. Don't hover around there and then go off like that. -.-, I only asked that the punishment you exact is not extreme. It's possible to squash balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShqSiDMgpzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E5w_f8HVYAc/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShqSiDMgpzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E5w_f8HVYAc/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339741421872129842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't try this at home, or anywhere for that matter. Balls are precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Who punishes you?!?' - Woman about The Punisher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1530279113153733843?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1530279113153733843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1530279113153733843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1530279113153733843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1530279113153733843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-quite-sad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShqSiDMgpzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/E5w_f8HVYAc/s72-c/untitled5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178410633526017900.post-1798446887813468092</id><published>2009-05-24T21:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:57:47.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always knew that I'm a entertainer, a fun guy. Never knew it could come back and shoot me back in the foot. Now I'm asked to update my blog just cause I didn't update in the usual Mondays and Tuesdays. You know, quantity &lt;strike&gt;equals&lt;/strike&gt; quality. I need to inspire myself with great things to talk about ok. And it's not very easy to do that when the exams are drawing near and homework is not really helping. Do you all expect me to blog about a differentiation question where the answer to differentiate y=5 means 0 but my answer is 1? Then you people could go 'HA-HA-HA-HA-HA' over me? Fat chance. More likely is that you people would 'HA-HA-Ha-ha-haa...you're kidding right?' Yup, I'm kidding. Of course I never made such a stupid error in my BC tutorial. I would be damn happy if they even gave such questions in the tutorial. Instead I'm stuck with very weird long looking equations with x and y all over the place. It's also not helping when Henry keeps on talking about more difficult topics coming your way like integration. Like the chain+product/quotient rule isn't enough. Now while I try(unsuccessfully)on my tutorials, my mind ends up thinking about how deep will I be in when integration does come up. Thanks a lot Henry, your help is NOT appreciated. Remember to REALLY help me during the group assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember there was a movie named 'Girls eat Boys'. Got such movie right? If I recall correctly, it's about zombie girls eating boys. Dunno why they have a preference for boys, but...whatever. I think both Dick and Nxl watched too much of that movie. What was just a simple 'what to eat' question by someone, Dickson emphatically replied with a 'EAT ME! EAT ME!' I bet Nxl was licking her lips(Yummy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst was the smallest one. That Txl very funny. Think she can qualify to stay in that wonderful chalet in Hougang. First tell me that I'm so lame, always eat the egg sushi whenever I eat sushi, then she herself admitted that she eats those sushi with only the crab meat and corn. At least the egg sushi taste better. Then to better her remark, I asked her why are they coming with us for lunch when they were already at the bus-stop. She told me to ask her leg. Fine, so I lamely asked her leg why and she lamely used her leg to reply 'I dunno, hahahahaha.' Both Allan and her can talk to each other legs on their way to the Hougang chalet. I bet Allan would, at one point, offer her leg a Zooland biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next if for the football fans. So if you people who aren't interested, you could just leave already...although you probably won't. I could make people interested in things that they were originally not interested in, that's how good I am. Anyway, saw this great picture and a great line to describe it. Geordie fans or the Toon army won't be happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShlVOoAngSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1YDWf5k21xs/s1600-h/shearer-275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShlVOoAngSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1YDWf5k21xs/s320/shearer-275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339392542970970402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which way to Blackpool?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, your time is up, Newcastle losers! And Lyn, those 2 are football managers, not ballet dancers. They are not doing en pointe or whatever you call it. Or maybe they were, perhaps their legs were up but the photo cut them off. In any case, don't be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've noticed, that the WWE is beginning to look like the animal kingdom. I mean, Vickie Guerrero, she looks like a pig! And Vladimir Kozlov, he looks like Uncle Sam's bald eagle!' 'That's easy Fiz! You look like a Jackass!' - Santino Marella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1798446887813468092?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1798446887813468092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1798446887813468092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1798446887813468092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1798446887813468092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-always-knew-that-im-entertainer-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShlVOoAngSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1YDWf5k21xs/s72-c/shearer-275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178410633526017900.post-3876754612757464188</id><published>2009-05-17T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:29:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is just how great www.joyous-sounds.blogspot is. When there is no post to entertain any, there is always the trusty tagboard. I can't believe I was amused by my own tagboard, my own tagboard!?!?! It's usually just a place where jealous people gets to vent their jealousy over how awesome I am and how much better I am in writing my posts. Now my tagboard is dominated by 1 topic which I've been using it as my main event in my recent post. How could I let my puny tagboard beat the popularity of my post? I know it's also a part of my blog but imagine a situation where people just come to my site and view my tagboard before going somewhere else without giving a damn about my almighty post. Wassupwitthat?!?! So to all those who are trying to steal my spotlight in MY tagboard, here's a message to all of you: Know your role and shut your mouth, take all your grievances and stick them up your CRA-sucking candy asses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, finally could start my post. Differentiation is not that bad, Maggie. It looks crappy and nonsensical at first but once you do some of the questions, it's quite simple. Just have to shift the (x) here and there. Then have to worry about whether the answer is in the simplest form or not. But still, whenever I see a BC note, I hope that the note itself will somehow chuck itself into the nearest bin. Is that too much to hope for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when going out with my family, dunno why keep seeing Zam-Bok. It's like constantly reminding me of my blooper in my face. 'Haha, Zam-Bok owns you haha!'. Eh, guess most of you dunno what I'm talking about. See, one time when Yw, Yq, Maggie and me went to Cold Storage to buy some things, the guys and me were looking around at the condoms section. (Don't ask me why, I just tagged along. Maggie was shopping for some food I think). Then they began talking about the various condoms blah blah about how does it help in the performance. Then I sorta anti-climatic went and point at Zam-Bok and said,'That's another one.' Those guys stare at me like I'm an alien or something. Can't blame them, I would. People are talking about condoms and I was there talking about Zam-Bok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShAtUSA5wmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5ioas3hy5bM/s1600-h/zambuk25g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShAtUSA5wmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5ioas3hy5bM/s320/zambuk25g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336815384890294882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh apparently it's Zam-Buk. Whatever. That damn oilment caused me a lifetime of humiliation and embarrasement. It should be banned. Zam-Buk sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw that should-have-been-banned product in BHG. I was there cause we were just checking some deodorant and cologne. Then dunno why suddendly uncle moved so fast which is impossible for his size onto this spot. Then he happily picked up a green $5 note on the floor. Then he said,'Ah, today's a lucky day! Dinner paid mom 5 bucks, now I found 5 bucks, yay! Problem solved!' Then my mom came along and spoil it all for him by telling him to pay for her 2 belts which she wanted. Like total cost around 23 bucks? His face dropped so much =(   Moral of the story: Don't be so happy that you've apparently found 'gold'. You never know what would happen next. Don't count your chickens before they hatched. So it's like I cannot say Allan like HC. Cause you never know, Allan might suddendly turn over and confess his undying love to me. Although I hope that he won't do that. But let's face it. If I wasn't Seb, I wished I would be. You know you wished to be me as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ok just kidding about my tagboard stuff lah. Its free-for-all. You want post what, fine. I get to delete them anyway, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You boo me, really? What, is it because I'm awesome?' - The Miz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3876754612757464188?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3876754612757464188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3876754612757464188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3876754612757464188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3876754612757464188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-this-is-just-how-great-www.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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/_E6CoKNPR6W4/ShAtUSA5wmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5ioas3hy5bM/s72-c/zambuk25g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178410633526017900.post-1825089829868310972</id><published>2009-05-13T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:38:33.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought I would go to a temple in my entire life to pray. But I did; every Monday 2-4 at LT19(is it 19??). Walked into the LT, find a good spot to sit, listen to the chants and meditations even though most of them are garbage to my ears, I swear, even those typical buddha songs you hear from some shops along the street sound at least a bit meaningful. So during the entire meditation prayer period, I sat there praying for the lecture to stop. I sound like a devotee now. I'm a free-thinker BTW. Free-thinker sounds so funny now, I remember I used to think that free-thinker was pro-nounced as free-twinkle and I was wondering why the hell should I be twinkling when I had no religion??? Like I'm free of all restrictions! I can eat beef, you can't, hahahaha! I'm a twinkling free star while you're nothing! That sounded so stupid, I should have known better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after some thoughts, I think I could be a great politician. Allan says that I'm the cause of why Maggie is becoming a bad girl blah blah. He's just trying to indirectly praise me of being influential. Even Pok says I'm influential. But I don't like his term of 'manipulative' though. Make me sound like a spider at the center of the web pulling its prey closer like that. But it's all the crap I write in this blog that's making all of you people happy. C'mon let's face it. For those of you taking AA, I've seen your project. Kinda of like taking a trip back to memory ACCPAC lane? Oooooh, what are the 15 recurring entries?? God damn it! Now you have a new and improved company to work on and your FRSs to boot. You think you all could even complete 1 journal without my blog as your inspiration??? Xy took a break from CRA tutorial to look at my awesome blog for a breather. I'm sure all the supposedly smart ones do the same right??!!? Admit it. I know people like Xl comes to my blog to relax after she took 1 look at her CAC tutorial(does she even take CAC???) and stopped trying to understand it. I also know HC reads my blog to de-stress. You all think she's always laughing so she stress-free meh? Laugh laugh laugh, later laugh til literally 'siao'. My blog won't necessarily make people laugh but it makes people feel good. I also know Hui use my blog for inspiration also. How the hell do you think her brain have not exploded after lots of studying and KFC? That person studies before school even starts for God's sake. Bloody hell! I know NXL also visit my blog for entertainment. Too entertaining for her til she forget to leave a simple 'Thank you Seb you're the best' in my tagboard. Nobody does that anyway. But that's cool, I'm used to being disrespected even though I'm the main attraction. Do leave a tag saying 'Thank you' from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who read my post til here, must have been thinking that it's not entertaining right? You're damn right it's not, cause it's not meant to be entertaining to you for now. It's for me, after my humiliating post that I have put up on Monday. I feel so much better now, knowing the view is always best from above. That does not mean you go buy a house in the 30th floor, then you look down at the people beneath you and then you feel faint and you slowly float down to your demise. You want look, look carefully also lah, don't look and laugh at them til you drop down and you're the one looking up towards them in hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm the two time, two time All American-american Jack Swagger.' - Jack Swagger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1825089829868310972?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1825089829868310972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1825089829868310972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1825089829868310972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1825089829868310972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-thought-i-would-go-to-temple-in.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8834177496646329253</id><published>2009-05-11T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:02:46.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I said that Monday is one of the best days to post something, but today ain't going to be one happy-post day. I doubt anyone of you people would like to hear about the 1000 amazing saves from keeper Seb in today's soccer match and his superb, miraculous, audacious and sublime 2 goals that he scored today as well. One with a curler with the outside boot and the other just a plain simple ball over the top and somehow it went into the net. Yeah...I write all the stuff and could even draw the diagram and none of you would give a damn. Who wants to learn the offside rule anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after soccer, Yw had this...weird attraction to Subway. Ahhhh, had to go with him eat Subway again.(HA Maggie, be jealous!) So while eating, we were exchanging news worthy gossip. He got quite a bit from his mahjong sessions daily and I just told him more of my past. Somehow my past seems to have more things to talk about than my present. Yeah, and for those of you who are now eagerly awaiting me to write about some of the stuff we exchanged...NAHHHHHH, no way, impossible, not doing it. So just scroll down and click one of the other links then. The stuff we talked about shall remain unknown to all of you. Maybe as time goes by, I can write more about my past. Ah...the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what Yw told me just seem to confirm some things that I was not very sure of initially. Hmmmm...very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our discussions were about love anyway lol. But it's so difficult to know how exactly, is one guy/girl in love with another. So, good'ol Seb had come up with this idea: The 5 badges of Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note:The presence of 1 badge is sometimes enough to prove that an individual is in love. When testing for love, we use all 5 badges for testing. Sometimes when 1 badge is missing, it's enough to show that the individual is not in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badge 1: Intiative&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon! This one should be pretty obvious. I mean, usually when you are minding your own business and listening to your music, doing your stuff, then suddendly this random guy pops up in MSN and kept on talking to you. Asking about your well-being, and all that. Anything under the sun just to have a conversation with you. He/she would also ask you out for outings and all that. &lt;br /&gt;E.g.Remember the 15 minutes long convo Allan had with CF? I posted it in my blog before. 95% of the convo was written by Allan. Clearly, he was trying to engage in conversation with CF but sadly for him, her replys were all 'Ah','Lol','Yeah','GTG,BB'. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badge 2: Similarities&lt;br /&gt;You see, when someone wants to attract another person, they will always find something that is common between them to connect. Like if the girl you like plays basketball, the guy will practise basketball skills and techniques 24-7, 12 months a year. Then when they go out, at least they have something in common. Imagine a couple going out with nothing in common. Their outings would most likely be in silence or every single attempted conversation would end with a 'erm...yeah' or 'nope'.&lt;br /&gt;E.g.*coughs*Allan's handphone*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badge 3: Difference in moods&lt;br /&gt;Eh, this one a bit harder to explain. Put it simply, think of this person in 2 different groups of people. 1 group is with normal friends, the other is with friends+the person he/she likes. The difference in that person in both groups will be apparent after a while. He/she will be average, inconsistent happy and sad in the first group but forever happy in the 2nd group. Being around the person you love is bliss. Yeah...wait til you get married...&lt;br /&gt;E.g.Everytime during tutorial Allan like outsider, just stand outside do nothing and sleep. Then that time when he was waiting for his AA lesson, dunno why so happy. I very boring meh? Maybe Yq, Dick, Henry and Maggie is boring. Or maybe because he was waiting for AA with Xl. Or maybe it's just his character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badge 4: Referencing&lt;br /&gt;Cause the person you like would tend to be the perfect one for you. So you would always based your judgements on other people using someone you like as a guide. Like in primary school, when I see other girls, somehow I just feel Jan is better haha. Lucky I never let that slip out of my mouth when my friends were all talking about girls. &lt;br /&gt;E.g.Refer to what I said lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badge 5: Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, this one also obvious lah. Don't need explain so much. Usually a person will sacrifice just to make someone he/she likes happy even though the other don't know about it. &lt;br /&gt;E.g.Allan didn't want to play DOTA with us one time. Just because he wanted to talk to CF in MSN. End up, they didn't talk, he SPAMMED. Talk not equal to Spam. Allan always failed to realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, die. Now I realise I based most of my examples on Allan. But he's the best for examples, so many candidates. Like HC, CF and XL. Not only 3 ok, he got some more. I'm just going by his more well-known and common interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We had a Jesus in our race???' - Jaime/Cara in The Amazing Race (Can't remember who is who lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8834177496646329253?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8834177496646329253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8834177496646329253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8834177496646329253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8834177496646329253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-i-said-that-monday-is-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7268164831182490079</id><published>2009-05-10T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:19:55.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah sometimes when you just stand/sit at one corner and do nothing, past memories will suddenly come back to you, and you're like,'Hey, that happened to me before?' Today's one was soooooo way back. Way back like til primary 2??? Yeah, cause that's the time I met Jan anyway. The lamest way to meet someone:hitting someone on the head with a badminton racket. Ahhh, guess I shouldn't have played that near the back gate. Must have been the suggestion of my friend. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since I'm sucha kind person and I've mainly been writing erm...funny stuff about others but not funny to the particular person...so today write about myself for a change. It's like I give, you people take, you people give...Wait, you people never gave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So erm, quite a short story but embarrassing. You know when a guy likes a girl, they sometimes like to brag about stuff they can do better to impress? I know I brag a lot in school, but that does not count. What I meant was bragging something that you never bragged before to anyone else. Kind of like a unique thing...My bragging is a daily affair. Anyways, so I told Jan that I ran first in a 4 round around the track race. But later to my horror, during the 2nd running event, I went in last. Ahhh, that left me so red-faced. Next time when bragging, make sure that the competitors of both race are the same. Worse still, she came to me and asked me how come I came in last when I told her I was first before. Double whack to the face. Guess that's when I hated running, be a goalie at football...stand at the goalpost, do nothing...Thinking about it sucks, writing about it sucks even more, revealing it to *you people* makes it the more worse. I'm sure I'll be laughed at for this. Nvm, I'm just too kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember back in P5, I almost got a near 20 grade out of 100 for science. It's not that I suck in Science, it's that I...erm, made a careless mistake. In the MCQ, must have been bored from shading, from question, maybe 10, I shaded the answer for qns 11 on qns 10 and so on. So all the other answers I shaded after question 10 were wrong, but most of them were right on my answer script. Thank god the teacher was so kind and marked my exam script instead of the OMS sheet. Or else...dunno how to go back home. I was sitting beside Jan that time too. First with the running incident then with this Science crap, ahhh damn it. My grades were always lower than hers too. It was like chasing after her in terms of grades and love, but after PSLE, I never looked back and just sort of kicked her out of my head. Felt damn good too. Most of my experiences with her were humiliations anyway. And now, I could look down upon you people and laugh hahahahahaha. Even though my grades are still dropping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you watching this? It's a disgrace, it's a F*CKing disgrace.' - Didier Drogba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7268164831182490079?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7268164831182490079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7268164831182490079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7268164831182490079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7268164831182490079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-sometimes-when-you-just-standsit-at.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3446457768480028799</id><published>2009-05-07T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:22:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you people still play toys? Toys are meant for enjoyment and not to scare you right? Unless the toy is those specifically to scare people. Yq, Dick, Henry and Me went to BHG for awhile cause Henry needed to buy formal shoes and we wandered around at the toys section. One time I thought Maggie was crazy. She was laughing in front of an Elmo box. Later I found out that when she opened the Elmo box, it 'talked' and Maggie was shocked then later realised it's just a function of the box and laughed to herself. What other toys gave her a shock? Dora dolls and one toy that is suitable for 9 months and above. She was turning the knob and was complaining that the device didn't open. Later when it did open, she got so shocked, she shouted a bit. Should just stick to Barney =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you people really took my suggestions to contribute eh. Both Sy and Lyn asked me to read this article about a female employee giving her boss oral sex in the car and when a van accidentally hit the car, she bit off his manhood. Wow. How did that happen? Either the woman's teeth is super strong or that guy is just...soft. A great case of 2 extremes. Boss was feeling pretty good about himself, having persuaded her to give him a blowjob. Ahhhhhhhh...Then just few minutes later his pleasure turned into horror:AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I wonder how it looks like now? 2 balls hanging limply beside a tree stump? And the husband of the female employee didn't even need to do anything and got his sweet revenge. Payback's a bitch.(Or a dick in this case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have super powers or what? I mentioned before somewhere in my earlier post that I have a feeling that Allan wanted to sabotage me during EBSK since it falls on my birthday. So before I slept, I was hoping somehow EBSK would be cancelled. Didn't feel like wearing formal to school anyway. When I woke up, bad news came first in Arsenal losing 3-1 to Manu(Damnit!) Uncle was laughing at me gleefully:3-1!!!! Thrashed you in your home ground! LOSERRRRRRR! before he finally left the house and like a sidethought, added a happy birthday. WTH, it's like your boss comes to your desk and tells you,'You're fired. HAHAHAHAHA, loser. Noob, can't secure your job. Get lost, you mother cannuker.' Then as the boss turns to leave...,'Oh, and Happy Birthday.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...somehow the 2nd news that came after that devastating blow was from Ken. EBSK lesson is cancelled due to the tutor falling sick. YAYYYYYYYY! Allan was so dissapointed. SUCKER! It's divine aid from the top! Either I'm god, or I'm god-blessed. Good things happen to good people, and I'm a good person....oh yeahhh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Even if it's illegal, any trade income are taxable.' - My POT tutor(Gov are wonderful. If you didn't declare the income for tax, and get caught by them, Gov will charge you for both tax evasion and illegal trading activities. Then if you declare the income for tax, Gov will charge you tax and arrest you for illegal trading activities. To all those who does exactly that, you're screwed. One way, or the other.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3446457768480028799?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3446457768480028799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3446457768480028799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3446457768480028799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3446457768480028799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-people-still-play-toys-toys-are.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6069864529224366520</id><published>2009-05-05T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:17:48.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Henry said to me before that I always seem to update my blogs most often during Mondays and Tuesdays. Yep, it's true. Cause after the long absence of the weekends, usually lots of news will just 'pop' up and I could exploit it. Tuesdays more like a follow-up...but it's also due to the timetable lah...Monday and Tuesdays have the most time to hang around, see things, hear things and post things here. Think I really should have taken Mass Comm instead. Talking is so much fun than writing fog(x)=f(g(x)) or creating Excel spreadsheets with formulas like =sum(F14:F20)-G15. But I'm not sure what Mass Comm's lessons are like anyway lol. It could be worse than ours. So I'm happy to be in ANF and I'm sure you people are also happy cause you guys always look to ME for inspiration be it mentally or spiritually. Thank you very much! See how Lyn became so happy once I let her take my CRA notes for around 5-10 minutes? Like holding a holy book like that. And Lyn so paranoid lor. Henry was eating something before BC lesson and Lyn was telling him that he should buy for her and the rest. So I just commented that old people are like that, need us take care of a lot of things. Then Lyn so angry, saying that I'm implying that she's old. No lor, Lyn, you where got old?!?! You are so young! I mean, you are just 10 days old! Actually you &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; 10 days old and now you're something else but that's beside the point! I think you are the same as HC lah, just want to find excuses to hit me. Devotees pray to God, not hitting them to receive blessings ok! Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about Maggie wasting food here also. Later she become like HC and Lyn. Jialat. As if having 2 Boomers around not enough. Don't need another. Waste of 2 bucks*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you people always accuse me of bullying people like XL. It's people like Shiyu gives me inspiration lor! Today the pool/billard bill dunno why suddendly Shiyu told me that XL will be treating. Then she say that when XL is treating right, just give the bill to someone. Wa, so concidence Allan was there. Suddendly Allan was like glowing and a halo appeared on his head. And he happily took the bill and paid me of course. Then I found out that the glowing part is only because the room was dark and his handphone was ringing, thus it was emitting light. Then the halo on his head turns out to be a donut. Dop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, the halo part and glowing is all crap. But he did pay me some part of the bill. Think he not happy with me liao, he's planning something against me tomorrow. But whatever lor. I'm just so popular. The view is so lonely at the top*sighs*. When you are being sabotaged, usually you're the best cause they are jealous that they can't be the best so they have to remove you to be king. What a tough life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friend Marjorie suddendly talked to me in MSN. Like so long liao. She was promoting her myspace. She played some music herself and uploaded it into her myspace a/c. Nice piano pieces. Visit her at:&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/marjorieteo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Seb, you yesterday eat dinner right? Then today don't eat dinner cause double.' - Allan(retorted to me when I told Henry that I was lucky we didn't eat Subway on Monday cause later that evening my parents went there for dinner -.-. Feel like telling him not to shit after you shit for the first time then. Rather, just tell him eat shit.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6069864529224366520?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6069864529224366520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6069864529224366520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6069864529224366520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6069864529224366520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/henry-said-to-me-before-that-i-always.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-4859268826185831729</id><published>2009-05-04T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:29:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've forgotten whatever I wanted to post earlier, so never mind, I'll try to recall as I go along. Today's lecture started almost the same as the period where we had the SARS problem. Temperature check. Except that this one is slack. I just put a thermometer in my mouth, got my readings, but the teacher just walked past like that lol, without asking for temperature, just some random asking to some random people. Next time think I shall just try sticking a lollipop or an ice cream stick in my mouth. Think it will work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's BC so easy. Like E-maths. Even the limits thing was easy. Better than the Fog/Gof thing, which I understand nothing. Allan just quickly fill in the blanks himself and try to finish the POT tutorial for next week. Then he kept glancing to the middle of the LT, back row for inspiration, even though one BIG company is sitting also on the middle but right at the front side. Cheating on his asset while his asset is present. That require guts. Especially when that company is one that has a strict policy of destroying anyone that has the name 'Seb', writes about the company's internal affairs, and basically anyone that resembles *me*. Wonder what I did wrong. I'm such a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during lunch time, Xy thought Henry, Yq and me are crazy, cause we were laughing a lot. Not going to reveal anything, cause information IS POWER! Anyways, it's not because of that lah haha. You want to know, maybe tomorrow BC lesson can reveal a bit. But Henry's words does concern me. Telling Xy a rumor, that rumor will spread very fast. Like swine flu. So Xy=swine? Then she said that if she's a swine, I'm also a swine. Got such thing? Like that I also can say if I'm a swine then she's a mega duper super ultra omega ultimate big gigantic enormous fat overweight obese immense *gasp for breath* swine. Don't oversleep and miss tomorrow's BC tutorial piggy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CRA tutor was funny. She was at a point, rushing, cause she thought that there isn't enough time to finish the lecture. Then when there's a few slides left, she realised there's still so much time. So she said that she should slow down. Omg, she's making full use of the 2 hours. Of CRA lecture. It's like getting stuck in a locked room with 1 window and a monk chanting buddhist chants throughout the 2 hours in the robotic droning voice. Can you imagine that?? Nah, most probably you all can't. Betcha all love CRA lecture. We love CRA lecture, yipeeeee! It's filled with joy, FRSes, Acts, definitions, subsidiaries, journal entries, happiness, wooo wowwww, that's what we love, we love CRA yay, SHUT UP. It's getting worse than the Barney's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom just had to remind me of my pranks in Primary 4. See, when I was in Primary 4, it was like a new class with some of my old friends. Then got this moron, dunno why likes to hang around and keep on talking about some stuff to me. Once, I got so fed up that I promptly head-butted him. You know what he did? He was like, OWWWWWW...hey, that head-butt is like what Sakuragi does in the Slamdunk comics. Cool huh! WTF??? I thought he was going crazy so I head-butted him twice more and he still kept coming back and talk as if we were close pals when we were born like that. Then I dunno what came into me. When the class left for assembly, I went behind him and took off his shorts.(I'm not gay ok, at that time, it was one of the most devastating attack to do on an enemy. If it didn't drive him away, nothing will) You know what I saw?? No, it's not his naked butt, thank god. I saw him wearing lacy underwear, and with (WTF)powerpuff girls picture at the back of the underwear. You know, after the powerpuff girl episode they always say,'And so, the day is saved, thanks to...THE POWERPUFF GIRLS!' then the 3 girls will do some pose. THAT EXACT SAME POSE. Then some guys who were there were laughing throughout the journey to the assembly area and of course I laughed. Couldn't help it. That guy was so angry, he wanted to report me to our form teacher. But, guess what? He couldn't. Cause how is he going to tell the teacher? 'Cher, Sebastian pull my pants off and the guys saw my...my...my...POWERPUFF GIRL UNDERWEAR WAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!' Think he can't think of a way to tell the teacher so I was let off. And of course, he left me alone. If he still kept on pesturing me...eh, God knows what I'll do in my Pri 4 days. He should be thankful I did that when the girls left. Who knows how much more humiliating it would get for him if the girls see him wearing their type of underwear??? Looking back, my youth was so...fun. I remember my mom told me I was wielding a chair during my first days in Kindergarden. Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'68,000 strong, 68,000...of you mother cannukers, booing The Rock out of the building!' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-4859268826185831729?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4859268826185831729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=4859268826185831729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4859268826185831729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4859268826185831729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-forgotten-whatever-i-wanted-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-4440796153677627268</id><published>2009-04-28T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:51:20.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I need to fill this post up quick before I forget any information. It's like so cool, I asked for some hints, anything, to spark some imagination and today was great! So I shall start from the start of the school day so I can ensure(hopefully) nothing is left out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, first lesson was BC. Overall, lesson was great but nerve-wrecking, teacher was cool, but the jokes came from someone who was not even in the BC class. Guess who? Yes, it's none other than the piggy sleepyhead CHEN XINYUAN! Woohoo, yayyyyyyyyy, hurrayyyyyy~~~~~~~Then what's that you ask? What's the big deal? She skipped a lesson of BC, that's cool! Eh, wrong. It would have been cool until Allan told the teacher that she &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; be asleep. So the whole class and the teacher were laughing and all that and the teacher kept talking about the class attendance,'Hmmm, Xinyuan is not here, still sleeping(followed by laughter from the class).' So Xinyuan don't kill me, it's not me, it's Allan's fault! Yeah! And it was Lyncia who told us you were sleeping so it's Lyncia's fault too! So unleash your vengeance upon them. I will cheer you on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then APEL class. Boring. Allan only went for the position of Social Rep. So disappointing. I expected him to raise his hands and go 'me me!' for every single position. Then when the teacher asked whether anyone is not happy with the people selected and wants to fight for the position, Allan didn't go demand a one-on-one match with the other people in the other 5 positions. Hell, I expected him to challenge for the position of Social rep just to see his name written on the board again. Tsk. Boring guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CRA was even worse. Holy hell, crappy shit lesson of 2 freaking hours. Basically the idea I had from this tutorial is that you just have to print out the various FRS or the article the question was based on, present it, and you got the answer. Better than trying to find 4 sentences out of like what, 50 pages? So in the midst of Gerald Koh droning on(using sect 5aiii we can conclude...), Henry and me were trying to find some amusement. We saw Allan. He was sleeping. As usual. So during his sleep, we talked about his ongoing love saga between 3 people. We were good students, we applied what we learnt in it.&lt;br /&gt;Allan is a great boss. He controls his biggest asset, &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;olding &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ompany. Then sometimes when he's bored with &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;olding &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ompany, he will go over to the accounting department and 'do' up his &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ash &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;low. After that he will go to a shopping centre and randomly picks on &lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;tra &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;arge shirts cause he likes doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in short we meant that Allan likes HC, CF and XL. Don't get any ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and congrats to Xueli for being elected to be Class rep. Gerald Koh has magical foresight eh. It's like he took out the class list, closed his eyes and randomly muttered out some strange incantations and voices in his head tells him Xueli should be Class rep. He didn't even need a dart or a pencil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some videos while I was randomly on youtube. It's boring at first I know. But the first video started with a brief short entrance movie and The Rock style is that he always soak in the atmosphere every time the crowd gave a huge reaction. So there's lots of delays all that. Don't take that away from the quality though, he did a great promo, and the crowd were all going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkLhTMTZn20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkLhTMTZn20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_o_ObX9lO-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_o_ObX9lO-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Stronger than a bear, faster than a buck, the biggest thing to hit Canada, cause the Maple Leaf suck!' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-4440796153677627268?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4440796153677627268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=4440796153677627268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4440796153677627268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4440796153677627268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-i-need-to-fill-this-post-up-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1675221716598632520</id><published>2009-04-27T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:08:24.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The CRA tutor is amazing. I mean, there were lots of slides remaining with only half an hour left. I know there were some duplicate slides but that should not take the gloss off her 'victory'(our loss). Just when we all thought we might need to stay back(gosh!) or cover some in the next lecture(gasp!), miraculously, by some grace of god*ahem*, she finished it. And sad to say despite her wonderful achievement of the impossible, that lecture still sucked basically as there were lots of crap that is not understandable or readable. Have you ever tried sitting in an enclosed room, there is a radio playing those buddhist monks chants that are so slow, listen it for 2 hours? No? Then you should try it out! Don't even need to go to a temple, just hop by at LT19 every Monday 2-4p.m. I guarantee that it would be an...exciting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do I look like to all of you? A living, walking version of the newest gossip magazines?!?! I can't possibly generate read-worthy stories all the time. You people have to provide me with ideas! That's how great authors write their stuff. You give me something to work on, I think about it, twisting it into some sick, vile, sadistic version voila~great news pop out. So do comment and don't just tempt me with some offers of a good story. Just tell me out straight damn it. Tell me tell me tell me so I could come up with something goodddddddddd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xy's current MSN nick is so funny. Light trumps over Darkness every time, can stick a candle into the darkness but you can't stick the dark into the light something like that. Reminds me of one episode where HBK was quoting Genesis Chapter 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world was engulfed in darkness. &lt;br /&gt;God said,'Let there be light!'&lt;br /&gt;And there was light. &lt;br /&gt;And the sun shone brightly on God's face and he felt good.&lt;br /&gt;He named the light 'day', and the darkness 'night'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note:The above quotation IS not exact. I'm just writing some that I can remember. For exact quotations, you can always refer to the Bible. To all Christians, please...do not condemn me or curse me just because I got some sentence wrong. I swear I would pray many many times to erase myself of this sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels weird to pray to myself though...anyway, her MSN nick just made me remember about that special episode that's all. Nothing special haha. But you could stick a candle into the darkness but it will still be dark cause it's not lit OR you could stick a &lt;strong&gt;lit&lt;/strong&gt; candle into the darkness and darkness would still trump. Simply blow out the flame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And the winner of this match...Chris..Jericho!' - Lilian Garcia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1675221716598632520?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1675221716598632520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1675221716598632520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1675221716598632520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1675221716598632520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/cra-tutor-is-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3123437640097347431</id><published>2009-04-23T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:51:04.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, just like that(snap fingers), the first week of school is over. All thanks to no tutorials for first week and no thanks to EBSK shifting to monday 4-6, causing lots of trouble and lots of complaining and lots of frustration. But I still need to go back to school tomorrow to buy the books ahhhh. Expensive and heavy, thank god SAPM didn't require us to buy any, they just recommended us to, meaning not buying obviously. Wonder why I took SAPM now, it's a mixture of FOI(oh god) and economics. And the first lecture was sooooo theory like CRA. The homework they gave us was unreadable. Ok, it's readable but it's un-do-able. So instead of listening to some repeat definitions of FOI(the lecturer was constantly asking us whether we know what the SD is) and economics(GDP=C+I+G+X-M), we talked haha. Eh what we talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing when we arrived in the LT, Maggie asked who's in our class. I told her, the 3 bros all here, allan, henry, basically lots of guys and none of your girls are here. But xueli is in our class. Then she was so happy for awhile, until she realised that the xueli I was talking about goes with the surname of 'Ang' not 'Tan'. So while we all at the back was enjoying ourselves and laughing at our reunion, Maggie was left nonplussed on her seat. At least she has xueyen with her. Then when jh came and asked me about project groupings, he told us that mh transferred to our class. Yq wasn't happy about it, Dickson was not even listening and I was, neutral. And Maggie sat nonplussed on her seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously the whole EBSK thing is taking up a huge portion of news column lately in bloggers, wordpress and whatever blog service you people use. Apparently it's not about EBSK that they are pissed of, since it's only 1 CU, nobody could really give a crap. Like what yw said, a 1 CU subject if you fail, you might as well drop out and go ITE.(Didn't anyone point out to him that that's discrimination?) The big fuss is not on the subject but on the teacher herself. Lots of on-goings now. Lyn called her Miss Demanding. That's still ok, since there are plenty of name-calling expletives Lyn is capable of. Maybe wait till next week when she demands more from Lyn then we can see more expletives(miss !#@!****$#!@). Xy wants to set her on fire. I think she must be playing L4D, she's imagining that the teacher is a witch and all witches must burn. Don't let xy get near any flammable stuff. As we all know yw labelled the teacher as a bitch. But that's not surprising either. Since he almost called every female in the planet a bitch. Personally, I'm still ok unless she wants to find fault in my current formal dressing. Then maybe I will somehow uncover her secret of why she demands that formal clothing must be old fashioned and lots of other weird demands. It could be in the lines of perhaps she feel inferior, that's why the abusing of authority and forces people to dress like her/inferior so that she herself looks better when she's obviously not. Or maybe she's just a sadist that wants to see people sweat, worry and fret about increasing expenses adding up to the textbooks. Or...she's just some stubborn, old-fashioned maniac that can't see any good in other things. Like my uncle who only supports the Republicans. In his eyes, Republicans, yay!!!! Democrats, booooooooooo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only realised that Hilary Clinton replaced Rice as Secretary of State when I watched the news on TV. Shit, I'm so behind. And SAPM expects us to be updated. Shit, why did I dig myself a grave. The only section of the papers I read is the sports section. And it's not like I really love to watch the news. Come to think of it, I only watched the news today cause I wanted to know the football result. Did I expect that the SAPM exam questions goes like,'Which do you think is the better investment? Andrei Arshavin at 16m pounds at age 27, or Cesc Fabregas at virtually free at age 16? State your reasons with appropriate calculations(use GM!). One word...shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Capturing it will be easy, holding it will be hard.' - Imperial guards in Dawn of War&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3123437640097347431?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3123437640097347431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3123437640097347431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3123437640097347431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3123437640097347431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha-just-like-thatsnap-fingers-first.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2174455314144675463</id><published>2009-04-20T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:44:31.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it, but I've been watching a TV show lately. No, not those korean dramas that xy is busy advertising to all of you right now. I'm talking about reality TV shows. No no, not American Idol as well. I'm watching the Amazing Race 14. I thought it was pretty cool. Every stage there is always something happening. Like today the current leaders didn't even know they were leading and thought they were behind cause they haven't seen anyone since they left their previous pit stop. Then the same group had a fight with another group. Then when 3 groups all arrived at the pit stop around the same time, while those 2 groups were busy arguing about whose fault was it, the 2nd group had to stand in the middle and their expression was like,'Ok, why are we here. I wanna go back to my hotel, my bed now now now now!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was also the start of school. Initially I thought it wasn't. My watch told me it's Apr 19 and I was wondering whether hui or dick was pulling my leg or something when they said school starts at Apr 20. My handphone confirmed that my watch is trying to influence me to skip school. Good watch. But I still went anyway. Since I was already walking half-way there. Heard there was some changes to the bus going to TP. Wonder if it still stops by beside the bus stop. It used to save me sometimes when I erm, get up a little bit late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And currently 3 of my books cost about like $150. Yay. I'm pretty sure SAPM will require a textbook as well so it could rise up to $200. Double yay. Then when CRA lecturer gave us 2 sets of notes, with 1 of them being pure reading material full of various acts and FRS and something about 'true and fair view', triple yay. I'm so screwed. Then the BC algebra stuff was like alien to me for a while. Great, now I'm really screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then xy was so unhappy about my reply of her asking me why was I like MIA during the holidays like not going to chalet. I only said for what. Then she and hc have to hit my head so many times with allan beside me kept on saying,'Splash Magicarp splash.' I thought I was the attraction of a circus show. Of course hc, xy and allan were the clowns. I'm the poor audience being forced to 'volunteer' myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I finally found out about my class. 06 I think. I was confused cause I was in so many different classes for the different subjects. I heard 06 has lots of familar faces. The 3 brothers reunite again. And now we just need a Zhuge Liang. No, not you Allan, you stay away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and erm, EBSK lecture even though I only attended it for 10 mins, it was pretty funny. I mean come on! Against the likes of taxation(zzz), CRA(bleagh), BC(O.O), there really is no competition. But anyway, from what I heard from sy and read from xy's blog, the lecturer is demanding a lot and it almost seems like I have to remove all my formal clothes and replace them. That sucks. As if textbooks not enough. Yw summed it up very well: F**k you bitch! That's his first impression. And he found some interesting things in the notes she gave us. Something about enough for 2 fingers to go in or whatever. And Maggie so god damned lucky. Of all days she chose to skip, she chose the right day which is today. Sitting in the LTs for like what? 9-12.30, 1.15-4.30(for me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey look, it's the f**king punisher!' - Random bad guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2174455314144675463?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2174455314144675463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2174455314144675463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2174455314144675463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2174455314144675463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-believe-it-but-ive-been-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2225522396445419426</id><published>2009-04-15T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:04:45.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guarantee this headline will grab the attention of all of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police nab Norwegian pair during high-speed sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, moment I went into yahoo and saw the headline, I couldn't resist and clicked it. And no, no porn popped out. And no, I didn't click it because I'm horny, it's because I thought this would be good research materials for my blog update entertainment. Yeah. I'm so kind. Appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSLO (AFP) - - A Norwegian man faces a heavy fine and a driving ban after police caught him having sex with his girlfriend while speeding on the motorway, police said Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unnamed couple, a 28-year-old man and a 22-year-old woman, were caught in the act late on Easter Sunday by traffic police on the E18 highway, some 40 kilometres (25 miles) west of Oslo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officers who clocked the couple's silver Mazda 323 racing at 133 kilometres per hour in a 100 zone realised they were doing more than just breaking the speed limit, police told AFP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was veering from one side to the other because the woman was sitting on the man's lap while he was driving and doing the act, shall we say," said Tor Stein Hagen, a superintendent with Soendre Buskerund district police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He couldn't see much because her back was in the way," he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why they did it on a highway with such a high risk we don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After following the couple for nearly a kilometre, officers pulled the car over at a service station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have taken away his driving licence because of the danger that he caused," Hagen said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutors will decide within the next week what his punishment will be, with &lt;strong&gt;police having filmed the incident to use as evidence against the driver&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagen said he expected the man to face a fine of "several thousand Norwegian crowns" and a lengthy driving ban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minds of our fellow beings never fails to amaze me. Like how uncle keeps on blabbing about my nephew being the next 'Ben 10', yw thinking that Chelsea are in the finals just because they got lucky against a lousy club like Liverpool, my sis always forgetting things and expect people to bring her stuff to her school all the time, and now this. Guess they wanted to unleash their 'wild' side. Couldn't have added more thrill by having sex while speeding in a highway. Then the statement I bolded in the article? Evidence, ha! I bet the police are using it as a sex tape which they would make full use of during breaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best I saw so far was about Patricia Mok being bitter about being left out of the Star Awards again. She complained about Little Nyonya being nominated too much for 1 single category and compared it with the Oscars, where only 1 show is nominated in 1 category. Then she promptly ended the interview by saying that she won't turn up if she fails to make it into the top 20. Yeah, that's the spirit! Show some backbone! Cause that's the only way you're ever going to be in the spotlight LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am Santina. I am Santino Marella's twin sister from Italy. Yay!' - Santina Marella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2225522396445419426?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2225522396445419426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2225522396445419426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2225522396445419426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2225522396445419426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guarantee-this-headline-will-grab.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2526855485815460385</id><published>2009-04-07T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:48:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo, look at this article!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoot'em up video games sharpen vision: study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS (AFP) - - Slaying hordes of bad guys -- the more the better -- in fast-paced video games improves vision, a study published Sunday showed for the first time. Far from being harmful to eyesight, as some had feared, action games such as Counter-Strike, Call of Duty, or Left 4 Dead provide excellent training for what eye doctors call contrast sensitivity, the study found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast sensitivity is the ability to notice tiny changes in shades of grey against a uniform background, and is critical to everyday activities such as night driving and reading. It often degrades with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The findings, published in Nature Neuroscience, reveal a previously unsuspected adaptability in the brain, and could open the way to new therapies, the researchers said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not a skill that people were supposed to get better at by training," said Daphne Bavelier, a professor at the University of Rochester in New York state and the study's lead researcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was something that we corrected for at the level of the optics of the eye -- to get better contrast detection you get glasses or laser surgery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What we found is that even without this correction you can help your brain make better use of whatever information is received from your retina," she said in a phone interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the study, Bavelier and three colleagues conducted two sets of experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first, they compared the contrast sensitivity of hard-core action game players with video game aficionados of the same age who preferred less rapid-fire fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In action games, players typically target and shoot figures that pop up suddenly on a computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The researchers found that the action buffs were 50 percent more efficient at detecting contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there remained a chicken-or-egg question: had their vision been improved by playing, or did they become action game players because they had better than average contrast sensitivity to start with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out, Bavelier asked two groups of non-action video game players to undergo 50 hours of training. One played a popular point-and-shoot game called Call of Duty, and the other played a game that offered a rich visual experience, but one bereft of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We found that the people in the first group improved by 43 percent, and the other group not at all," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As important, the study also found that the improvement was not transitory. "The positive effect remained months, even years after training, indicating long-lasting gains," she added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there some limit beyond which playing action games loses its positive effect or becomes detrimental? Can you, in other words, have too much of a "good thing"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For your visual system, probably not. For your social life, perhaps," said Bavelier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what this means? This means that I have a justifiable reason on why I play games like L4D often now. It's to improve my eyesight! Yeah! This also explains why Henry's sight is not very good. He plays games like Dota and GE. Those are not shooting games. I knew playing games are good. Now I could use this to convince my parents haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Vintage *inserts superstar's name*!' - Michael Cole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2526855485815460385?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2526855485815460385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2526855485815460385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2526855485815460385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2526855485815460385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/woohoo-look-at-this-article-shootem-up.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5589341639930463829</id><published>2009-04-07T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:35:03.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey N.Korea just launched a missile. So...does this means the world will end up like a video I posted some time ago? You know, the one with the famous 'WTF, mate?'. Wait, I bet you guys don't know. I don't think any of you takes anything I post here seriously anyway. Maybe it's cause these events are from somewhere further away, you think it won't affect you. Fine, how's this for a change? Someone died while eating rojak from a Geylang food stall. And erm, I think around 100 more are now in hospital due to food poisoning from the same food, from the same stall. Better be careful of what you eat yw, since you frequent that place often. And someone from pasir ris died. Apparently she slipped when she was trying to retrieve her bamboo pole. How's that for distance then? Do I have your attention? Obviously not. Maybe I should write about ManU dramatic late win then people like Dick and Allan will flood my tagboard about the greatness of ManU (come let's sing glory glory United!) Arrrrpshhhhh. Eh, let's not leave out what yw may write. He would write about how lucky ManU was, and Chelsea will still be Champions. But if I write about football, those female viewers won't even tag my board, or if they do, they would express their utmost dissapointment at a post that has no entertainment value to them whatsoever. See, that's the heavy burden I have, having to search all corners of my brain looking for something that would appeal to all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to those of you who hoped against all hope that something epic would be posted around now, well, sad to say, hope is the first step to dissapointment. Nothing to talk about. But we do have lots of world leaders now that are very angry and wants to take action againt N.Korea. But we all know speech never always amounts to action. They are just going to talk about how N.Korea should be punished and comes out with numerous punishments but at the end of the day, Obama and the N.Korean president will shake hands and give each other a pat in the back and flash their toothy grin of theirs. What happened to the animosity of the past? Well, they will put it down and say it's for the sake of world peace my friends. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyone knows when school is reopening? I got no clue. Is it next week? Can someone just tell me? I almost thought I missed 1 week of school already cause someone in msn told me she's studying in the school lab on one fine weekday. Holy shit, school term have not even started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'In SmackDown!, you have lots of small stars, they twinkle twinkle. Me, I'm a big star, I shine!' - MVP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5589341639930463829?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5589341639930463829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5589341639930463829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5589341639930463829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5589341639930463829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-n.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7446095760809558069</id><published>2009-04-03T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:37:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched this show with uncle on some channel. It's a game show about some Americans in a Japanese game show. It's like survivor series, there are 2 teams that compete with each other in various games, the loser team has to kick someone out until only 1 person is left to win the prize of 25m yen. The episode I was watching has 1 team with 4 person left(team penguin) and the other with 3(team monkey). Yeah weird names. So today's challenge was quite weird and funny lol. Japanese people are really very erm...innovative. You know in those carnivals there is this game where people can sit inside something and it would auto spin around and around for sometime? Yeah so it's something like that. The contestants have to dress like babies; sit inside that thing and let it spin around for sometime. Then 1 judge would press a button and it would stop, letting the member closest to exit and the machine would start spinning again. The released guy must collect some milk with 2 jugs and get past various obstacles. The very first is to walk through some spinning disk. Imagine spinning for quite some time before and you have to balance yourself on some spinning disk lol. The worst thing is, you cannot fall off the disk or you have to go back to the first disk and advance again. And even if you spill all the milk, you cannot refill and you must complete the whole circuit nevertheless. After getting past the disk, you have to climb over some small obstacle and be distracted by some mist then finally pouring whatever milk left into a milk bottle before quickly going back to the spinning machine and press the button, releasing another team mate to do that circuit while you have to go into the machine and get spinning. The whole cycle continues until time runs out. I did'nt get to watch how team penguin did. My uncle just randomly switched channel lols. But we watched a part of team monkey. This guy out of the 3-person team was bad, twice he did the circuit, twice he did'nt manage to pour any milk into the bottle cause he spilt all of it during the spinning disk. Another girl(A) did slightly better only. Girl B did the best. She managed to keep lots of milk. But in the end, team monkey lost and they have to decide who gets eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their elimination process is something like survivor also. Lots of politics going on. The team would vote on who would be left out of the elimination process and the rest would fight in another event and the loser gets eliminated. I like it that way, rather than voting to eliminate someone directly. So logic says that girl B, who performed the best, should be exempted from the elimination process and let that man and girl A fight it out. However, the beauty of life is the unpredictability of it. Apparently, girl A and B made a pact wayyyy before about how those 2 would work together and will not vote for A to be in the process. Man steps into their conversation and politely states that if he's in the fight, he would fight no matter what, no matter who, to ensure he stays in. So girl B faces a dilemma. Should she do what she had promised and let the man and her do battle? Or would she do the logical thing by backing out and let the man and girl A fight instead? In the end, girl B chose the former. And in the end, the guy won the event and girl B, arguably the best member, was eliminated. It was kinda weird to see that. Uncle and I thought that the girl would break her promise but she did'nt. In my opinion, that's a huge mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the right decision? Is sticking to one morals and doing what's promised right, or is doing things logically even though it may be morally wrong the right choice? The world is not black and white; we live in a grey area, where good and bad are separated by a very thin line. But what exactly is good or bad anyway? Can we say that a robber is wrong? But what if the robber is only doing what he does best to provide a living for a family? Then what he does, in a certain point of view is right. But we do not have the power to judge what things are. Society does. Society tells us what good or bad is. It may not be correct, but we always stand by the opinions of the masses. If you think otherwise, you will be left out and viewed as an outsider, someone in the wrong side. That's why leaders always try so hard to garner support during an election. It's always easier to lead when people agree with your ideals. Who would listen to 1 man whose ideals may be grand but no one cares? Ultimately any 1-crusade are doomed to failure cause you're only 1 man standing against the world. So was girl B right? I don't know. To me it's wrong. Why sacrifice yourself when you know you are much better? Why bother helping someone much inferior just because you made a promise earlier? Rules were meant to be broken, promises made to be forgotten. I guess I do not have the right to judge her. It's her choice, and we have to respect that. What would you do however, in that situation? Put yourself into trouble because you made a promise, or would you play safe and remain in the competition to compete for the 25m yen. Food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A good general manager makes good decisions, not the popular ones.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7446095760809558069?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7446095760809558069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7446095760809558069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7446095760809558069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7446095760809558069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-watched-this-show-with-uncle-on.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3143852419896837512</id><published>2009-03-30T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:39:44.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bah, decided to change the big header of 'I am better than you' to something else. Since the browser window already shows above mentioned, don't have to further elaborate. Else later people like allan will cry &gt;,&lt;. But now the wordings must be in caps now. All in small form seems so...crap. I wanted to put it as 'God said let there be light. And there was light. God said let there be entertainment. And there was joyous-sounds.blogspot.com.' But eh, obviously not enough space. Forget it. If I keep on advertising my blog like that, it's going to be JBL's blog. Every 2 lines afterwards there will always be,'as always, you can go into amazon.com to buy more layfield energy products, or simply visit mamajuama.com.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ahhh, it's seldom people do praise me. I mean, it's usually me praising myself, and I got to say. I do deserve it. But anyways, of all people that could have praised me, it's none other than allan baey! Weird huh. At first it looks to be like an insult cause he named a Magicarp after me but that's actually one of the best pokemon around that is the easiest to catch. I thought he would named me as a Metapod or that Kakuna. Magicarp does really only splash around doing nothing in particular, but at level 15, it learns tackle, but still does shit damage. I think Magicarp can't learn any TM or HM moves too. I can't remember. But, the crappiest monsters always have something up their hides, skins, sleeves, whiskers, and for Magicarp, it's that when it reaches level 20, it evolves into a powerful water/flying type pokemon called Gyrados. Actually it's not really powerful but it's awe-inspiring and intimidating. So yeah, thanks allan, for praising me. Although I think he's trying to refer me as that crappy Magicarp that will not evolve. Hmm, I remember there was this Magicarp look-alike fish that is god damn hard to catch and if its beauty component is full(I think), it will evolve into one of the beautiful pokemon called Milotic. Not sure of the spellings though. But I don't think allan should be a winggull despite them both being ugly, stupid, and ignorant. Eh more of a Unown I guess. Always irritates me. Have to collect all of them in their different alphabetical forms. And the end reward is nothing special. Complete waste of time and bull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about pokemon now. It's such a old game. Can't really remember the details of it anymore. Not much interesting things to say anyway. All I can think of right now is that allan was planning to ask hc for a date during chalet. Dunno why he invited yw too. Ah, must be embarassment limitation. Yw is there to ensure the whole date would remain amiable and fun. And the movie they are watching is a horror show too. Suits his purposes damn well. Eh, better don't reveal more. Later I get killed or something. So for those of you who have seen this, remember. You did'nt see anything that I have mentioned above. Nothing is going through your head. Hoped that worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why can't I participate in the 25-diva battle royal? Is it because of my genitals? That's sexual discrimination!' - Santino Marella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3143852419896837512?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3143852419896837512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3143852419896837512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3143852419896837512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3143852419896837512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/bah-decided-to-change-big-header-of-i.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7645342479516257557</id><published>2009-03-28T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:01:10.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Suffice to say, you people should have noticed that I have changed my blog skin. This is the best so far, it fits me so damn well. I mean, it's not an unknown or whatsoever, it's just obvious. My blog title speaks for itself. Kinda like my new embled song. I'm just simply priceless. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm not going to do more news update for now...currently nothing much. I don't see how another guy winning the Malaysian PM is a huge shock or something or that Zhang Ziyi suggestive photos was on some pirated videos cover to make it sell more. Hell what do we have here, more Singaporeans seeking help over depression. Ah this just simply means instead of slitting wrists, is there another or more painless way(s) to end the torment inside. So slitting of the wrist and lying on the bathtub is not 'in' anymore. Oh, and about how a recent study shows that red meat increases death risk. So, don't eat red meat more unless you have a desire to die. Won't Xy be happy? A great opportunity to stop adding more erm...meat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best is still the sports news haha. Jose Mourinho's big mouth once again provided all the fun. He suggested that many managers in the Italian Serie A does not have the power to choose the team, instead the chairman does. He proudly declares to hold the proper power of a manager, who chooses the team himself, with the chairman's backing. If he does not have that privilege, he would have packed his suitcases and left Italy. Soon after that, almost the whole of the Italian Serie A team managers' responded. The funny thing is, they all seem to want to pack his suitcases for him so he could leave. Not very well-liked =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shit. In the end I still talked about news haha. Never mind. Some insight into world events will do lots of good into your lives right now anyway. I never get thanked for for being such a good Samaritan. But it's ok. And you're welcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Once again, MVP is in the ring, so that could only mean one thing. Big things popping, little things stopping. So all of you just sit back, relax and enjoy the view. Cause this VIP lounge are for people, better than you.' - MVP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7645342479516257557?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7645342479516257557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7645342479516257557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7645342479516257557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7645342479516257557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3033113367755123285</id><published>2009-03-24T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:58:06.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm...since there isn't any noteworthy things in my life(yeayea, I see your I-knew-it face)to talk about, I shall talk about some matters I seen and remembered in my internet homepage: Yahoo SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this article I know I read before about how our PM thinks that parents should do more in order to ensure kids nowadays can speak proper chinese(my sis is one, constantly either a fail or a miraculous border-line pass). This I could understand, but the next line baffles me. He suggested that dialects could be a problem in hampering the chinese language. Okkkkkk. Nope. It does not. I know plenty of friends who could speak good Hokkien and Chinese at the same time. I also know people who can't speak a single dialect and their chinese isn't very excellent too. Me for one haha. I think the ones that fit into our PM's description would be those Ah Bengs/Sengs who hang around in the coffee shop holding those mega big hand phones, thinking size=quality, hell, maybe they are still using the pager. So no, I disagree with the views of our PM, sadly =( But singlish does hamper the learning of the english language, btw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erm, this Edison Chen thing has been going on for wayyyyyy too long. The moment I saw the article about him considering coming back, wow! It's like feeding food to ravenous dogs at the back alley, everyone has their own delicious scoop on things to come. Everyday I go to yahoo, I see Chen's face. Then later it became someone called Cheung's face. And later some other women who were involved too. I dunno them, I hardly watch TV. Then you have the classic point fingers game where Side A would point their fingers to Side B saying that everything was their fault and only marginally some small bit of fault is theirs and Side B should apologise and blah blah blah. Only this time, Side B did'nt point back and just said,'Ok fine my fault, I wish them well, bye bye. Off to another sex scandal.' Oops! Ok he did'nt say that. But if everything can just be cleared just like that, it's not a wonder why so many scandals exist in the world right now. I know lots of people say that people deserves a second chance cause humans do make mistake but this is rather unacceptable. I feel he should be banned! Makes no impact to me anyways lol. And the women should go for another year in kindergarten. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently another person died from a train accident again. Details are unknown til now...it only talks about someone died then talked about the delays. So I dunno how she died. But I presume it's something like this:&lt;br /&gt;She dropped something onto the tracks below. Then she looked at the timer and thought that since the train is only coming in 3 mins time, she had enough time to jump in and retrieve her stuff and climb back up. So she jumped in, hurt herself cause of the rocks there. So she spend some time moaning about her injuries. Then she proceed to find her item. Took her some time but she found it. Then she tried to climb back up but realised she's too short so it took a long time jumping to grab onto the floor. But by the time she did managed to grab the floor, suddendly the lights were flashing and she must have thought that the angels were here to fetch her. Well, she died. And whoever fetched her be it the angels or the grim reaper, is none of our concern. Or maybe, someone accidentally pushed her from behind and when she fell down onto the tracks, she was so busy scolding the person and forgot to notice that the train was arriving(Walao, why you push me, you big buweee!). Or maybe she wanted to try the hiding places the staff mentioned before after a similar case happened the last time. She went down but can't find it and well, bang and die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the news is that Spurs are coming to S'pore to play an exhibition match with a selected team by S'pore. The result is obvious: 3-0 to S'pore hurray. I wonder why Singapore would want to bother playing with a relegation contender anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all. Bye bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'HHH may be the game, but Mr Mcmahon has the rulebook.' - WE forums member&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3033113367755123285?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3033113367755123285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3033113367755123285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3033113367755123285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3033113367755123285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8777491346623517521</id><published>2009-03-18T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:57:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while. But, I have been bombarded with problems after problems ahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer and monitor is not spoilt, phew! It's only 1 RAM and my graphic card that was spoilt. Took quite a while to figure out the damn problem. At first uncle just replaced the faulty RAM with another RAM, no problem. The big problem is, that since my graphic card is not working, he has to use a crappy version on the motherboard and it's really crap! Even facebook games were laggy. Then after like 3 days finally got a replacement card and most games can play now but I CAN'T PLAY LEFT 4 DEAD DAMN IT. Think it's because my computer is only a single core processor...It's not as if I can't play it...just that when I enter the campaign, I can hardly see myself or my team members. How to play? !@#!@$@# Hopefully, this would convince uncle to upgrade my computer. A great guy like me deserves a great computer anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm, I thought I was the most cocky guy around. Turns out, I'm wrong. Yong wen deserves the honour. And his arrogance really is quite funny. At first in viwawa wahjong he won with I think what, 5 tai? Then he very happy kept on playing then played Big 2.5 with us. Then the last game he thought he won it. He stood up and saluted us and began hailing himself as the champ, but erm, he forgot to throw out his last card, so the system labeled his as AFK, and his turn was skipped, and then allan went on to win leaving yw with a WTF face gaping. It's comparable with many situations, here's some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In football, yw went clear on goal with only the open net but when he took the ball right at the goal line then tried to be funny and crawl down and head the ball in, he slipped and his hand touched the ball, thus the ref blew for a foul and yw was shown the red card. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In basketball, yw stole the ball and went on an amazing run and was about to lay it up but somehow tripped over his own shoelace and the ball bounced out of play. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In running, yw raced clear over everyone. He deliberately lie down before the finish line, but accidentally fell asleep. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In swimming, yw was as usual, going to be the first but then a chiobu walked past and yw kept staring at her and accidentally gulped too much water and in the end, became last. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In badminton, his opponent made a rash of a return ball and yw has the simplest of chances to either 1)smash it real hard or 2)tap a soft easy ball over the net. He did neither as his racket hit air and the shuttlecock landed onto his head. Ouch =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last story about yw is that you don't cross him, he's mean when he's ANGRY. One taxi driver could relate to that. Yw was telling us that during a CS2 interview he forgot to bring his tie and asked JH to lend him one. But JH need to leave school soon so he asked yw to hurry up and take a cab to school. Even though yw was already on a bus, he still needed to wait for 69 so he just alighted quickly and waited for a cab. Heaven made fun of him, he saw 69 just zoom past, taxis also zoom past without stopping for him, and the weather WAS HOT! So when yw finally flagged down a taxi, he was already considerably pissed. When the driver asked him for directions to TP, yw told him to go on straight then turn right. The driver took it upon himself to coach the younger generation about manners. He told yw that the proper way of saying it is ,'Go straight and PLEASE turn right.' This was the trigger that was to set of a bomb in yw's head. No, he did'nt plummel the driver, luckily, but he just shot off a load of vulagarities I think. Think like ,'KNN,I PAY YOU TO DRIVE ME TO TP NOT TO ASK FOR ENGLISH LESSON. I WANT LEARN I LEARN IN SCHOOL, DUN NEED LEARN FROM YOU, YOU F**KER.' The taxi driver learnt his lesson and just drove on quietly...It's a great way to relieve stress just before CS2 interview. Release out all the frustration and anger inside now, better than during interview the teacher put you in a tight spot and you explode in there. Yes, it's like Yong Wen 3:16 tells the taxi driver,'Do your f**king job!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do your job!' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8777491346623517521?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8777491346623517521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8777491346623517521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8777491346623517521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8777491346623517521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-734589011935878461</id><published>2009-03-12T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:25:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah good, my PC is fixed temporary for now...It has been restarting itself every now and then, and sometimes it looks as if it's normal then bang! Restarting....zzzz. Worse is when the comp lights are on but the monitor ain't showing anything. It must be a message from the heavens. It's saying,'Your PC sucks! Go get a new one! IT Fair coming soon, tomorrow!' And I was like 'Yay, Yippie!' then uncle has to ruin it back squashing the idea and reply with a NO! Come to think of it, the only time he said YES! was either when ManUnited scored a goal, someone praised him or when someone said I'm stupid. What a shameless guy. Tsktsk, gotta show him how to be more humble, like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me address the current going-ons on my blog. Firstly, WTF is going on in my tagboard? A case of mistaken identity, then leads to a quarrel between 2 losers, and now people trying to tempt me with fried rice and chocolates. One word for all 3 issues: LAME. Eh, I'm not sure what xy meant with her reply anyway, dunno she's saying she's the one, or someone impersonated her. Anyway, assume the latter. Whoever is doing it, has no balls or has a weird sense of humour. I mean, what's wrong with using your own name? Why use other's name? Maybe that person thought it's funny using another persona to tag. Oh wait, a better description. How about, DUMBASS. At least learn to copy their general speech correctly fool. In case you never noticed, xy writes her sentences properly, allan writes his in the allan-way, hc sentences mostly ends with a pls, and so on. And allan and henry quarrel is nothing to worry about, just 1 quick dota game and a victory is enough. Then all troubles in www.joyous-sounds.blogspot.com is forgotten and allan would be rambling on about how zhun his potm arrow is and how he die to rescue/assist his team and henry would cut in and talk about how great his items are and how he kill the entire enemy team. Ok, everyone happy? Smiles on the faces? Ok, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I switched on my PC, and guess what? The moment I saw hc sending me a msn message, I knew it was about results. So eh, my results was hmmm...weird. Like high cancel out the lows, and the middle just balance it out. In short...&lt;br /&gt;FOI: B-&gt;C+ (WTF!)&lt;br /&gt;CMA: A-&gt;A (DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;IF: B-&gt;B+ (Yeah I kick ass!)&lt;br /&gt;CS2: B (SHIT!)&lt;br /&gt;FRENCH: A (Knew it)&lt;br /&gt;So the positives were only IF to be honest lol. Cause it's an improvement. Must have meant that my paper was done pretty well. And the negatives was only FOI actually. Damn, wonder where I screwed up. CMA after doing the paper pretty much already knew the end result lol. French was never a problem =) CS2...hmmm, after some thinking, guess B is the best grade for me. I never did well for both of my summative tests, this I'm sure of. So this lowers my GPA again, god damn it. Ah well, it will go up...next year. Yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the teachers that supposedly said that they can't give hints about the results, are a bunch of hypocrites. Koh Hwee Jung told me that if I get anything other than an A, he'll give me a treat, if not, I treat him. I knew it. It's a conspiracy. Then Chan Seet Meng told me I'll be disappointed with my FOI. Then he said he was kidding. Funny man -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'In life, there are winners...and there are losers.' - The Miz and John Morrison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-734589011935878461?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/734589011935878461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=734589011935878461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/734589011935878461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/734589011935878461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-good-my-pc-is-fixed-temporary-for.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3840274870911648090</id><published>2009-03-05T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:01:04.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've received complaints from people asking for updates...be patient. Good things does not happen so often, you got to wait for it. It's as if I have anything nice or funny to say. I've been playing Lunia, happy now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I did went out to TP with yw, allan and hc they all to play some new sports. So lame, allan thought I could'nt hear anything while I'm listening to my mp3, but I heard everything, and now I know quite a lot of things. And something is happening between allan and hc, you don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure that out. Have to start calling hc mrs Baey soon. Can you imagine their chemistry together? I was happily playing squash with yw on 1 court, then we saw another ball fly in from the 2nd court next door twice. And we found out it was allan who did it. You know how damn high the wall is, separating the 2 courts? If allan could get that height during his yu sheng in chinese new year, his wealth would grow immensely. Then later hc dunno why want to enter my court and end up hitting the ball out of the court and into the sports hall. And she scolded me for being slow in bringing back the small black ball -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tennis was zzzz. It's not meant for us. We look like morons on the tennis court. Trying to serve is already so hard, with the balls sometimes flying to the same side of the court instead of the opposite side, then when the ball does get served properly, either we will then miss the return, or we hit the damn ball out again. At first I thought God was giving us salvation when it started to drizzle, turns out, it was a big joke. Some drizzle for awhile then later the scorching hot sun was on our back. It's like God was laughing at us and tears came out for awhile then he got bored, and the sun shone again. Then to make matters worse, I got off the bus to home, and it started raining damn heavily. Yeah thanks, I needed that. If I need a bath, I could just do it back home which is just opposite -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some teachers in school too. Damn stubborn old people refuse to reveal even the slightest hints of the marks. I told Mr Chan Soon Huat about the NTU case and he ran off to the toilet to hide. Then Mr Koh Hwee Jung says if I got a B he would knock my head, then proceed on to make a deal with me: If I get an A for CMA2, I must treat him, and if I get any other grades, he treat me. What a sucker, means I have a high possibility of getting a treat, although he's so cunning, guess he's trying to tell me I got an A =) Mr Chan Seet Meng was the worse, I asked him about FOI he told me I'm going to be disappointed then later can still smile and say I'm just joking. Then he also quickly ran off. !@#$$@@!# &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:And Allan, you're wrong. I do reply to e-mails. And we all know the only reason you're doing it cause of the last few paragraphs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And now Mickey Rourke is the very same character he portrayed in the movie 'The Wrestler', he's a loser. Just like Flair, just like Piper and just like you, Steamboat. Cause you're a loser.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3840274870911648090?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3840274870911648090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3840274870911648090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3840274870911648090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3840274870911648090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-received-complaints-from-people.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1165828574725711022</id><published>2009-02-28T18:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:57:53.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOLOLOLOLOL I was so bored and I was just blog hopping until I realised that holidays are not really over for some of you huh. Still got FTT things like that? AHAHAHAHA, suggest you stay out of my blog cause I'm going to make you all wince and cry behind your FTT books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, what does this sign means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/SakVkx2KoDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7ko7F66LYjk/s1600-h/NoSurvivors.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/SakVkx2KoDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7ko7F66LYjk/s320/NoSurvivors.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307797357432840242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean you don't know, it's not in the book!?!? It's so obvious! It's a sign telling you to stop and wait for authorisation to allow you to continue cause the road ahead has erm...very heavily guarded military secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/SakV_Zj9KBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lVzgrWk9ruA/s1600-h/2_stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6CoKNPR6W4/SakV_Zj9KBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lVzgrWk9ruA/s320/2_stupid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307797814770477074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean you can't any picture? The picture is so crystal clear man! Are you stupid? Are you dumb? You think you can bluff the examiner and say I dunno the answer to your question cause I don't see the question?!?!?! Seriously man. I shall throw you a lifeline then. This sign shows that the road ahead has an invisible barrier and idiots who attempt to ride past it shall crash. Remember to thank me when you all aced your tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey wait. FTT is not a test asking you about theory isit? It's about car driving? Then forget about the above signs then. As if we ain't have enough signboards to worry about, the examiners won't go add 2 new ones to stump you. Then, here arises another problem. How the hell is someone like xueli going to drive HAHAHAHAHA. Leg extension? Or the examiner drive for you while you give him instructions on how to drive. Or the car you're driving is radio-operated. Haha. Just kidding. Don't go stretch yourself to make yourself grow taller. Drinking 10 glasses of milk per day won't help too =/. So erm, don't go crashing into other cars yeah. Examiner's life very precious hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a sidenote. Yw you look damn retarded in those photos HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But to be politically correct with our pose, we need to know. Are you like a midget or something?' - Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1165828574725711022?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1165828574725711022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1165828574725711022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1165828574725711022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1165828574725711022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/lololololol-i-was-so-bored-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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/_E6CoKNPR6W4/SakVkx2KoDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7ko7F66LYjk/s72-c/NoSurvivors.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178410633526017900.post-6534340041270913043</id><published>2009-02-27T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:03:08.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I mention before that exams are over? I did? Hell, I shall remind all of you again! Exams are O.V.E.R! Buttttt, this is where boredom sinks in. Kinda weird huh, exams are here, you curse all the shit about everything, then when exams are over, at first you are happy, then you curse all the shit about everything as well, from the tiny winnie bittie mistakes made in the exams, the difficulty of the exams, the shaking of the table, the person left after 1hr and you're still stuck at question bloody hell 2, the smiling know-it-all faces of people around you, the answers you know to the question but you just could'nt remember to things so mundane such as ah shit, do what now? The fan's constant blow to your face is making me more sick now, the computer, once my love, now looks like just a computer begging to be touched but I ain't feeling anything, the TV...nothing to say about it, I hardly used it anyways. Every single free time to spare feels so boring and lifeless that you feel like you want to go back to school again, but when school does truly start, you know you're going to moan and complain again. Damn hypocrites =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the damn 'siansations' feeling won't start to sink in so early after exams. Give it 1 week I guess...suddendly you feel so out-of-place, no alarm ringing and no parents shouting,'OI BOY, SLEEP LAH!' Oh wait, they still do. So use this time, to go re-charge your rusty batteries made from china, go drink up bird nest to replendish whatever brain cells you have lost, go enjoy every pathetic moment you have left in your holidays right now, cause exams are over, and each and everyone of us deserves this rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, before IF test, I was so glad that I did'nt go to school much earlier to have a mini study session with the guys. When I reached the study room, I hear loud music blasting, not inspirational music mind you. Not rock or heavy metal too lol. Some chinese song. Hard to study there, one moment you read about applicant and beneficiary, the next the words entering your mind is things like erm 'insert random chinese song's lyrics'. Then the worse is when yw suddendly want to prove that he has big muscles and challenge me and henry to a arm wrestling match. Of course I won, weaker arm contest do not count =) But the highlight is that if the door was open and some random stranger walk past, I think he/she is going to think that we're filming some porn movie or something. The screams of henry, man, you thought he had an orgasm or something. And his orgasm power allowed him to crush yw's left hand and attain hard-earned victory. Great job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fine speech. You know something tells me you're talking so tough, and you all of a sudden got a dose of courage because you're standing in the ring with a barbaric, disgusting, 400-pound beast. Oooooh and of course you brought the Big Show to the ring too.' - John Cena addressing Edge, Vickie and Big Show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6534340041270913043?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6534340041270913043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6534340041270913043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6534340041270913043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6534340041270913043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/did-i-mention-before-that-exams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5151231102302511462</id><published>2009-02-26T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:50:03.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hell YEAH! It ends today woohoooo! No more frickin exams and best of all....no more PHONE CALLS!&lt;br /&gt;No more calls asking for tutorial answers on page 23,&lt;br /&gt;No more calls asking for tutorial answers for question 1b on page 23 1 minute ltr,&lt;br /&gt;No more calls asking about 1 definition then saying 'oh I get it' as soon as I picked up,&lt;br /&gt;No more calls asking me about blanks on the lecture notes,&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE CALLS FROM ALLAN BAEY WOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration worthy occasion! Ok, don't talk so bad about Allan. He did help me. A bit. Very little bit. But still. Allan. You suck. Damn it. Call someone else next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today's IF paper is even easier than I expected. It's wayyyy easier than the past year papers posted on Vbus. I mean, it did'nt ask for Euromarkets and benefits of them, they did'nt ask for steps on the terms of payments. It's like so cool! MCQ is not as difficult as the past year papers too. I got 12/20 for both of them, what a nightmare -.-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, exams and tests are a thing of the past now, forget about it! Now it's time to relax...slack...enjoy...play...anddddd watch some movies in qvod. Yeah. It's a wonderful day today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hello sunshine!' - William Regal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5151231102302511462?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5151231102302511462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5151231102302511462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5151231102302511462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5151231102302511462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/hell-yeah-it-ends-today-woohoooo-no.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6361864052279494634</id><published>2009-02-24T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:01:42.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, now 2 papers are down, and only the last paper is standing in our way to freedom! Free of being chained down to stacks of books, pile of notes, bunch of classwork and tutorials, set of past year papers, and of course the notorious DAMN RING TONE! I shall leave the issue of calling later bah. Firstly, I must thank yw for asking me how to do 2 questions in mcq cause the exact same questions came out for the test and well, saved me some time in just writing the answer straight. But it's as if I needed the extra time anyway lol. Even with the 2 free marks, the whole mcq in general is horrible. It's like you can feel you're being screwed when I read the mcq section. I did'nt even get to read the Section B cause I was stuck at reading mcqs, how pathetic is that? But ah never mind, mcqs exist to either give us free marks, or let us exercise our luck. So I chose option b. Hopefully it will reap dividends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lyn I read your blog and thank you for the award. Yes, I humbly accept this 'prestigious' award of best source of entertainment and I will hopefully continue this marvellous feat. Firstly, I would like to congratulate myself for having sucha wonderful, intelligent and humorous mind. Notable mentions also goes to my mom and dad, because without them, there is no me and the world would be a much sadder place(imagine a world full of allans omg!). Also have to thank great entertainers like Chris Jericho, Edge and Christian for the inspiration, Allan for being the great big joker that he is. I am very pleased and honoured to be able to entertain all of you since every one of you lead such sad lives. But in life, there are winners...and there are losers. Thank you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for this last section, since sy request for more, I shall try...Let's see...who did I missed out. Hmm, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********Back to chemistry guys, what happens when you add 1 tube of Allan(to be more specify, a phone call) with another reactive chemical?***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Allan calls...&lt;br /&gt;Guys:&lt;br /&gt;Yongwen, he would answer allan back and assure him that his answer is perfect cause he is Lim Yong Wen, god damn it! Even when yw is in doubt, yw always assume his answers is right. (I know I wrote bout yw previously, this is the edited version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruicheng, he would tell allan that he would buy him cai fan if he would just stop calling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiuching, think she will get seriously irritated and have that big angry eye stare and scold allan and promise him a world of hurt when they see each other again. Oh and she would remind him to go to the next event of whatever cca they joined. IG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiyu, Whoa this one is hard to tell. She is so difficult to make her angry. Hmmmm. Think she would do avoidance, tell allan she dunno, and hang up, end of story yay. I bet after she hang up, she have this big happy smile on her face cause she just got rid of allan. Yeah, and later say Seb is dumb cause it's so easy to get rid of allan zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, ha! She will probably be so stressed by him, as if she's not stressed enough, she will later eat 5 packets of maggie mee to appease her anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiuling, she will tell allan that xueli knows the answer and tell him to call her instead bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chia Hui, I think she will probably die of stress and irritation. Then she will be a zombie! Wait, she's a zombie already. Is there anything deader than a zombie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I'm not going to change yours, lyn, cause even if you don't kill him, I think you would at least kick his balls so hard that it's all smashed up. That's mutilation man, physical torture. Sicko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me!?!?! I know who I am. I'm a dude playing a dude disguised as another dude. You dude don't even know which dude he is!' Robert Downey Jr as Kirk Laziris in Tropic Thunder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6361864052279494634?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6361864052279494634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6361864052279494634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6361864052279494634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6361864052279494634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-now-2-papers-are-down-and-only.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7219567626199568055</id><published>2009-02-23T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:54:31.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok man, it's 1 down, and 2 more to go! Although those 2 are really...nauseating. Argh it makes me sick. CMA has so much different formats. I flip 1 topic woohoo 1 format. I flip to the other topic woohoo another format. I flip another page, woohoo another format. I flip to another page, woohoo, I shut the damn file. Seriously, how much formats and formulas are we going to have to remember? Damn it! And I can't remember what Koh Hwee Jung said during lecture, I can only remember him rolling his fist around and saying some words that does'nt make any sense to me and erm...a lot of noise yeah. Then in tutorials I can only remember trying so hard to find 1 easy question to present with no theory but always, always got some other people who raise their hands up so fast, its like witnessing a seed grow into a tree in 1 second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst is not over yet. The exams are not terrifying, allan is terrifying. Ahhhh, I can now safely assume every call to my hp is from allan. Last week thursday just before FOI exams, I thought I should relax a bit, watch some movies in my qvod player. Then allan called and ask me about answers to a tutorial question. I hung up my phone and he called again asking me part b answer. I hung up and he called again asking me the next question. Zzzzzzzz. Yesterday and today was about CMA notes. He never fill in some of the blanks. And it's almost like for every blank he forgot to fill in, he called once. Feel like calling him every 5 seconds to let him feel my anguish and suffering but I'll be the one to feel the anguish and suffering. Damn Hp bills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, since I'm sucha nice person. I shall forget about all this and hopefully monday and wednesday I won't hear my ringtone, no matter how nice it is. I should probably send him a voice mail of a remix of Les Grossman in Tropic Thunder acted by Tom Cruise. 'Now SHUT THE F**K UP, AND LET ME DO MY STUDIES!' But then allan will then call other people and let's see. If he calls yw, I think yw will just go over to his house and clobber him. If he calls xy, I think they would be on the line forever cause neither has the answers to each other's questions. If he calls ly, I think ly will just give the phone to her cat and allan will only get a 'meow' in respond. If he calls henry, he would do to his qvod player and play Tropic Thunder, jump to the Tom Cruise scene and on his speaker loud loud for allan to hear. If he calls xl, most likely she'll hang up cause she still have not forgiven allan for having outside affair with a teacher 6 times. If he calls Dick, he will send a high-tech virus through the phone line thereby crushing allan's hp. If he calls yq, he'll have to wait long for a reply cause yq is busy replying other people's messages and ignoring allan's. If he calls lyn, I think allan's picture will be on the obituary section in the ST. So yeah, better just leave the calls to me. Although I feel like shoving 5 ramly burgers into his mouth. But what a waste, I rather eat them. Maybe I could spare 1 for his dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you ready? The exams are comingggg. What'cha gonna do when exams come for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm like Mr Fedex; cause when it counts, I deliver. And I guarentee that I will not lose this pizza eating competition cause I'm MVP. And I'm straight up balllllllin'!' - MVP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7219567626199568055?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7219567626199568055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7219567626199568055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7219567626199568055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7219567626199568055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-man-its-1-down-and-2-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1011582444565198788</id><published>2009-02-19T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:41:07.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright people. I have good news and bad news. Good news is: I have finally found out who possesses my long-lost CMA tutorial thanks to shiyu. She was right, it was Allan who had it lol. Ah, that's good, cause I could get my beautiful work tomorrow to gaze at its beauty. But...the bad news is...exams are starting...tomorrow! Oh wait. That's good news. Cause we can quickly start on the exams, and at the end of those, it's holidays! Oh wait. It is bad news...cause have not really prepared well for it, take exams tomorrow will = MEGA SUPER DUPER EXTRA GRADE AAA BIG GIGANTIC DISASTEROUS DEATH. Why so much adjectives? Cause exams are leveraged guys...leverage. I think I'm going mad soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why should'nt I? I did some papers, initially did'nt do so well for the MCQs, but the last one I did was pretty good so no troubles there I hope, although I'm still kinda apalled at the 11/20 grade for my CMA paper that I tried yesterday =( However...the long questions killed me even more! Either I missed out some steps of the calculations or it's the damn theory that causes me problems left, right and center. And some of the calculations in the various key answers make no sense. Weird. But I'm doing a good job if I have to say so myself. At least I won't fail. I think. Perhaps I should re-do another paper. Get some confidence boost and let the theory sink into the head. Kinda like sleeping on top of your notes and hoping the letters make their way through your forehead and into your brain. How cool is that? Or how about this? You know sometimes if you stare at someplace long enough, sometimes you get fuzzy and your sight become blurred and you are like dazed? How about, you stare at the exam paper right before you, and if you stare hard enough, the answers will like come in blurred form in front of you. Like you keep staring at the blank space at the OMS sheet and you somehow see the option A being shaded. It will be somewhat like time value of the options yeah. You hold til expiry hoping against hope that the CSP will drop below the Exercise price(for call) but you know it's not going to happen. I mean, if you really happen to see one of the options being shaded black, it's most probably that you are seeing an ant resting on your OMR sheet through your blurred vision. And don't do that. Cause you only got like 2 hours? So...the best bet is always to like pretend your neck is aching, and you turn your head and glance at the answer your partner has written down. Of course if you got someone sitting besides you that has a F for FOI, don't do that as well lol. One guy die is good enough, don't have to voluntarily accompany that person into the depths of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you did the methods as mentioned above and you did'nt get the desired grades? Don't blame me. Blame the person sitting beside you, blame the tiny handwriting that he/she has, blame the lousy eyesight you have, but most importantly, blame yourself for unable to do the question yourself in the first place. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You were all wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. You were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong, you were definitely wrong, you were wrong, hey kid, you know what? When you grow up...you're going to be...WRONG! Each and everyone of you here were 100%...WRONGGGG!' - Edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1011582444565198788?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1011582444565198788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1011582444565198788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1011582444565198788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1011582444565198788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/alright-people.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6402406612531217334</id><published>2009-02-18T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:25:32.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a tough study period lol. Instead of studying, I take one look at my computer and I knew I just had to erm, relax a little bit. Yeah, turns out I relaxed justtt a little too much. But I still managed to do quite a bit of my studies...just that FOI still a bit blur blur in the calculations and the theories are zzz, CMA 2 is just too much different formats for different topics zzz. Will formula be given for CMA? Cause if it is, it will be a hell lot of help. If it's not, zzz. And I received some messages about my CMA tutorial, lol. Relax, don't worry so much. I'm not pointing fingers at random and accusing you, you, you, you or you. Luckily I only missed 1 tutorial, although it's the last one about product pricing and that's quite important I think. Damn it. Ahhhh, curses. Maybe I could ask someone to make another copy for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say, the exam timetable gave me some food for thought. It's excellent that IF is not in the middle; if it is, I dunno how am I going to study it. Imagine it stacked between FOI and CMA. Lol. But it's at the end and there poses another problem. After the 2 papers, I wonder will I have anything left to study the amazing load of IF bullshit. Looking at the words in the lecture notes is worse than trying to read my sis chinese essay. It's like one theory after another, and there seems to be no end to it. Even the calculations are so tricky. Swap here swap there. Cross that rate here, and that rate there, oh, and if you do it the short-cut method, and you got the answer wrong, you'll get probably 2/7. Great. But imagine it being the first paper too. Ah...think I will die of head explosion. I'm complaining too much here now. I'm just so glad that it's not the 2nd paper. Guess I can make do with it being either 1st or last paper. Yeah...life's good, pasar malam is still on, there's still ramly burger, cup corn, whoopie! Now I just have to walk to the MRT station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing FOI papers is really saddening. I think my MCQ all just barely pass, like 13/20? Long questions I just did the calculations, can't be bothered to answer the theory. Ah, at this rate, kapeesh, die, doom, bang. Can't imagine how CMA2 paper looks like. Me.Needs.Timeout. Too much studying already. Can't.Go.On. Must.Play.NOWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now...let's go make the greatest war movie...ever!' - Damien Cockburn in Tropic Thunder (not sure which actor he is lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6402406612531217334?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6402406612531217334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6402406612531217334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6402406612531217334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6402406612531217334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-tough-study-period-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-867905240070552885</id><published>2009-02-16T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:05:34.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, and welcome to another update of one of the most boring, yet entertaining(I dunno how) blog. Hmmm, lately is of course, not studying periods, but welcoming my family back home from their australia trip. I was quite lucky, uncle could'nt tell me which terminal they are arriving at so I had to check it myself in teletext. But I overplayed my game and I had to cook maggie mee at 8.10, and finished it by 8.30 and check the teletext cause uncle did mention that they will be arriving at 9.05. Ah, somehow managed to do all of that by 8.40, bus 27 came in time, reached the airport just in time, and when I reached the gate, uncle smsed me that he has landed. Lol, all in all, good day. Except that the pasar malam is now closed. Shit man. No more burgers! Burgers rock the party, and rock the body. The weather ain't helping nowadays...so hot. How to study...ah. Noooo, must...study...tomorrow. But while filing my CMA papers, I realised I am missing some tutorials. Dunno who forgot to return to me...ah...no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'They cut. *gestures* That's the trailer right there.' - Ben Stiller as Tugg Speedman in Tropic Thunder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-867905240070552885?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/867905240070552885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=867905240070552885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/867905240070552885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/867905240070552885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-everyone-and-welcome-to-another.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6389889321869689605</id><published>2009-02-13T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:28:18.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Study week starts now, although I don't think I'm going to start my revisions soon. Probably start at Monday I guess. I think I could even throw in some time for blog updates too once in awhile...don't feel quite stressed for this sem than other sems. Wonder why. A lot of things have been just coming into my head then passing off one moment later. Thinking too deep I think. Don't know why for a moment back then, I was remembering about options and I was thinking:'we're the same. We had a right, not obligation to choose our paths that are presented before us. We have the freedom to choose to go left or right, or go neither at all and no one could force you to pick something against your will.' Yeah, even a simple thing like options could grow into something else. Kinda like how money can grows? Future value? Hahaha. Ah, since we're on the topic on FOI, project grades were kinda sucky. C+. Although I feel it could easily be a C if not for the grace of Chan Seet Meng. That's a good teacher. But C+ is not the end of the world. I got C+ for my PCA project last sem and in the end I achieved an A. Hopefully this would repeat for FOI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read Lyn's blog just now. Feels so...light. It's been so long since I seen lyn's blog so short, that I could just scroll down every sec and finished tata. You can see the urgency she has already, think she can't wait to sit down and open up her books and absorb all the books can offer. Absorbbbbbbb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I jumped to xl's blog and saw lots of pictures. And I saw Koh Hwee Jung haha. Looking savvy teacher. But all those photos remind me of something: I dislike taking pcitures. I think I have this feeling inside, that photos are redunctant. Sure, they say that pictures could help you recollect and remember all those awesome, beautiful and sometimes embarrassing moments but I feel that any moment whether good or bad, as long as it's memorable to you, it will never dissapear from your heart. Kinda like your mind forgets, but your heart remembers? Haha, I can quote from Chris Jericho about this too:'the fans will post their pictures on facebook, go to sleep, and completely forget about you, forever.' Yup, best not to store memories into an album, rather, store it inside the heart. Much better place. Btw, Jericho is a great mic worker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw maggie's blog lol. Not going to do the questions thingy, sorry. Don't feel like it. And is it a sabotage? Why are the answers about me the same in both maggie and hui's blog. Tsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to end here. Shall post again when I think of something. And considering the situation right now, it won't be long. Long hedge short hedge haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you want to see a clown who literally falls onto his face for your entertainment, then keep your eyes on this pathetic shell of a human being. Take out your cameras and get a good shot at the Nature Boy for the last time. Or at least until he decides to come back again. C'mon Ric, strut back and forth like a puppet. C'mon, do your woo. Woo. Do all your tricks like a good dog. Pander to these parasites, to these hypocrites. C'mon flair. Every picture they take of you, is one more reminder of how low you have gotten, how much you have fallen, and the worst thing is Flair, you have no one else to blame for this, but yourself.' - Chris Jericho addressing WWE legend Ric Flair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6389889321869689605?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6389889321869689605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6389889321869689605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6389889321869689605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6389889321869689605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/study-week-starts-now-although-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6077466330860277171</id><published>2009-02-12T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:49:57.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...Lately not been updating, cause nothing to write really. IF class test was better than I expected...despite doing the currency question very well with 1 mark gone due to the day, I lost quite alot in question 2b about how to handle the risk lol. Question 3 yq and me wanted to trade haha. He got the differences all right but the which is more risky part wrong, while me is opposite. Yq told me he so scared of his results, in the end got a whopping 26/30. Bastard. This type of people I don't like the most. Before exams/test, they whine alot about things such as: shit man, I havent studied, did u?!?!?!;fuck man, I cannot get all the theory into my head;test so hard;I have been playing/slacking;Ti gong bo pi test pass please, all this nonsense is making me sick, especially after that when they have this smiling face after results are announced like they can ascend to heaven liao like that. Not that I have anything against yq or what, I feel that if he removes the 'paralyzing factor' before exams he would be great, don't they know that their anxiousness spreads along to other people? It's like a virus, viciously stalking out and manipulating, poisoning people's mind, and it has just GOT TO STOP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can understand abit of their fears. Our country is so competitive, it's like once you let your foot off the gas, you start eating dust. And it's like being guided along by some unknown person and you're blindfolded, cause all you know is that you have to get good results and get a job and that's the only thing driving you to move forward. But the degree of...determination is so frightening. I remember once hui smsed me about 1 question about FOI and I was wondering ask now for what? And she told me she's studying for the test which is like 1 month away. -.-, no wonder you dream about textbooks and your health is declining. Zzzz, want to hit the accelerator hard also can, just know that you have the option of the brakes, you don't want to hit a sudden obstacle and get hit face-first right. Relax man. Life is not all about books and teachers(even though allan had the pleasure of 'interacting' with them 6 times)and test/exams. There is always your TV, computer, games console and the pasar malam which can be found downstairs my block and bedok too I think. Yeah life is good, now I just have to find a way to shut the getai up which is opposite the pasar malam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only your test/exams can be like a scenario I watched in a movie during french lecture:&lt;br /&gt;boy1:*psst*hey, we're still friends right?&lt;br /&gt;boy2:*stops his writing* yeah.&lt;br /&gt;boy1:what's the answer for 5+3?&lt;br /&gt;boy2:53.&lt;br /&gt;boy1:*face lights up so brightly*really?&lt;br /&gt;boy2:yeah, 53. *continues writing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the answer to 5+3 is 8 btw, for those who don't know. And for those who says that in the end the boy2 gave wrong answer, that's easy, just make sure you are sitting beside a genius who won't deliberately screw you. Simple as pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show, lest your head explodes from too much studying. The only body part which is supposed to explode is the body which xy's is now quite close to exploding. That's all folks. Relax.Enjoy.Slack.TV, when your head is exploding, think of the R.E.S.T plan. Til then, goodbye, and may your head still be intact when we meet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Chris Benoit is here, and he's really mad. Chris Benoit is here, and he's really ang-ry!' Edge and Christian singing Chris Benoit's theme song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6077466330860277171?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6077466330860277171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6077466330860277171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6077466330860277171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6077466330860277171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-682848912567453178</id><published>2009-02-05T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:01:24.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooo Oui! This week's main troubles are over! CS2 summative test and french roleplay overrrr! HAHAHAHA. Oh wait, now counting down to the CS2 interview role play and the main exams. Damn =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not talk about the CS2 summative test. Nothing much to say. Well, except that when Julian left the room awhile to answer his phone, Ming Xuan whispered in an audible whisper,'psst, who's the secretary?' Lol, everyone's head turned and I saw Julian kept peering through the small window on the door. That sparked a debate between yq and me cause we both had different answers on who is the secretary. In the end when Julian returned, he was like,'Ahhhh, you people ah.' But, he did nothing. Damn, should have just taken out the book and notes to check my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best is still french roleplay! Not just the roleplay itself but the preparation too. Yq and me was so relaxed at 2plus, we checked soccer news and played viwawa wahjong. Play until 3.30, nerves start to sink in. But yq still watched his snooker video and me watched my Edge and Christian video. In the end around 3.35, can't tahan, must read a bit of the script. We kept reciting our lines to each other. And when we went to biz park around 4+, we were like pros already, we shoot each other with lines fast, to catch the other off guard. One of the ending lines was that I say,'Voila 25 euros-gardez la monnaie.' and his reply should be,'Merci beaucoup, bon journee!' But he amended it as,'kiam sia, bon journee!' I was so shocked at the change that I accidentally threw the orange bottle drink Yq just finished and luckily it landed few tables behind without hitting anyone. It was embarrasing going back to take it though lol. Then biz park as usual played lots of music and I ended up singing remix version of my lines with the tune of the music that was playing. Yq said his lines halfway cause he saw a babe. Hmm, overall a good practice lol, despite the distractions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the classroom, Bich was telling us to hurry cause she want to go home quick lol. Fineee. Yq went to put on his apron and I shifted the tables blah blah. Then when Yq showed me the table, he showed me the wrong table, and I told him should be the table near the window cause it's more like the script that writes table near the beach lol. Then of course the cafe storyline says that I ordered coke and pizza with ham and cheese. I get to drink coke during the roleplay woohoo. And our pizza is just a pandan cake. And the menu was the 2007 annual report of Swenson's parent company HAHA. During the whole roleplay, I just drank my coke and ate my pandan cake and spurted out some lines. I messed up some lines. One of my line was to ask,'Qu'est ce que vous avez comme &lt;strong&gt;boissons&lt;/strong&gt; froides?', meaning 'what cold drinks do you have?' However, I mis-pronounced the boissons, instead I said 'poissons' which means poison, so the line became,'What cold poison do you have?' And I promptly ordered coke. Cold poison=coke. True what. What a twist in the storyline. And I accidentally said 'Il femme' instead of 'Elle femme' cause 'Il' is masculine and 'Elle' is feminine. My line from 'My wife' became something like 'My male wife'. Sian-ness. Bich asked me whether I'm gay -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, good roleplay I guess. When yq and me walked out of the classroom with me still eating the pandan cake and drinking coke, the other classmates were saying,'How's your ''pizza''?' I said Delicious haha. Although the cheese is moldy, green in colour one HAHA. Bich asked for one piece of the cake as well after our roleplay. So greedy =/, I expect higher marks for my sacrifice of my cake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, almost forgot. Yq screwed 1 of his lines as well. He was supposed to say he work for 3 years in the restaurant but instead he said he worked for 300 years in the restaurant. Chill bro...I know you love the restaurant and all that, but 300 years? Come on man, life has other pleasures rather than for you to spend your 300 miserable lives in a restaurant...if you lived til 300 that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I tried so hard to make all of you to like me. I signed autographs, I took pictures with any who asked for it, I've been a role model for kids and adults alike. Yet all you people care about is the irresponsible, self-destructive screw-up, known as Jeff Hardy.' - Matt Hardy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-682848912567453178?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/682848912567453178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=682848912567453178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/682848912567453178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/682848912567453178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/oooo-oui-this-weeks-main-troubles-are.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6033652498284222022</id><published>2009-02-02T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:27:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZZZZ...today started very erm...hard to say, dunno it's good or bad. Good cause our CS2 test was postponed to thursday instead and I really have not studied it. Bad cause now thursday got both summative test and french roleplay zzzz. Yeah, some classmates were like 'thank god!' for the postponing, while some were like 'DAMNIT!!!!'. They were so anxious to get it over with lol. Too bad, the top management people loves to screw us around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kept sneezing throughout the whole lessons in school. I blame maggie for spreading the flu virus. And my accusation is justified cause when I left to play soccer, I had no more flu, nose back to normal, can play happily. Yup, maggie must have spread all the germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to pray yq has the french roleplay script. Got to practise tomorrow zzz. Why can't the lines be as easy as the one in Tropic Thunder? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'For the benefit of those with flash photography, we offer you a brand new pose for 5 seconds only. We call it...the Honka Honka Edge and Christian.' - Edge and Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6033652498284222022?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6033652498284222022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6033652498284222022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6033652498284222022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6033652498284222022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/02/zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1126954768542362824</id><published>2009-01-29T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:05:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29-1-09, the day of dreams, tropic thunder, world-class and the true worth of the phenomenon named Allan Baey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams:&lt;br /&gt;Man, today I dreamt that liverpool would draw with someone. I should be happy. But the problem is, I was laughed at by the liverpool fans themselves. Wtf? Later on during the day, I found out why. Liverpool did drew with Wigan. But Arsenal also drew with Everton, who drew with liverpool in the previous match. Damn, why are my dreams so accurate today. Maybe I should try to dream of getting $1m. But chances are, I would lose them the minute after I win them. After all, the dream did'nt mention anything about enjoying the 1m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropic Thunder:&lt;br /&gt;This was the main topic throughout lunch, french tutorial and dinner. Can't help it. The lines are so cool, I think I can roughly memorise the entire movie now. Henry's favourite is written on his msn nick. I have many. But my favourite is when Robert Downey Jr try to speak chinese to the vietcong. And who could ever forget how over-the-top Tom Cruise was? He's a patriot. We don't negotiate with terroist, full-stop. *claps*. Now, if I could only memorise my french script...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World-class:&lt;br /&gt;This word described my performance during soccer today, oh yeahhhh. I can go on about the many saves I made and write a book about the 1000 saves of Sebastian Rai. But the coolest is still the one I made when someone shot from far and my view is blocked, the ball just zoomed towards me and I just held 1 hand up and palmed it over the bar and the fence behind lol. It was quite dark somemore. I'm valued at 15m by the players on the pitch. I was applauded by players when I walked past them. I'm world-class, get your cheque books out now. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan:&lt;br /&gt;Ah...this. How shall I start this. You know, I think we may have undervalued Allan. He is really an entertainment icon. Not as good as Edge and Christian nor Jericho nor the Rock nor even Santino Marella but he's funny. He inspires us to play dota, not because he's good, but its because we want to see how he goes and get himself killed first. I asked yw to do a differential analysis on playing dota and doing cma homework and I told him your differential loss if you do cma homework would be huge. Why? Not because of the opportunity cost of the satisfaction of playing a dota game nor the opportunity cost of Sarah's brother sitting on his lap. It's mainly because he won't get to see how Allan gets first blooded and his many jolly rants on why Henry did'nt take the rune, Seb did'nt help him tank, yw did'nt go help him in bot or why the enemies keep on targetting him. Is it a mystery? I thought everyone would aim for the weakest first lol. &lt;br /&gt;Playing a dota game - $5 of electricity bill&lt;br /&gt;Having the air-con on while playing - $3 of electricity bill&lt;br /&gt;Having Allan as a team-mate - Priceless&lt;br /&gt;For everything that has a worth in the world, there's always Allan, whose value is theoretically worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Uh...farm? Here's my mother f**king farm! *bam,bam,bam,bam!* I'm a land-farmer, mother f**ker!' - Robert Downey Jr as Nick Laziris in Tropic Thunder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1126954768542362824?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1126954768542362824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1126954768542362824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1126954768542362824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1126954768542362824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/29-1-09-day-of-dreams-tropic-thunder.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6199624102036799108</id><published>2009-01-28T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:08:08.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmmm, almost did'nt feel like going for today's lessons. I can't get up. Sleeping on my bed is just so zzzzzzz good and forcing myself to get up makes my head hurts. Arghhhh. Day was so bad, nothing bad happened, nor anything good so it's a day where you would just prefer to stay at home and sleep til the sun burns your ass and the moon cools it down. IF lecture was boring. Interest rate swaps and all that, Mr Phua said it's complicated, it must be, I just listened to 5 minutes of his talk and I rather talk to henry and yw about the Royal Rumble last sunday. Nothing much to say now, just that CMA homework really sucks. Hell, doing any kind of homework in CNY week sucks anyway. At least IF and FOI ones are a bit easier. CMA is tough like rhino's hide!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Screamers rule! Long live the scream! And long live the Zoo.' - Edge and Christian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6199624102036799108?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6199624102036799108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6199624102036799108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6199624102036799108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6199624102036799108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmmmm-almost-didnt-feel-like-going-for.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-8628290894304227384</id><published>2009-01-23T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:03:01.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many to update...where to start?!?! Ahhhh I shall start from Thursday event. My last post was rather blah blah cause I don't feel too well...I still don't feel too well now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Started with a funny session of CS2. Julian is always a good laugh. Many secrets about MediaCorp, well...not for me since I don't know many people in it...I hardly watch TV lol. Then when Maggie came in with a bandage on her left leg, I thought she tripped after she got scared by the various bugs pictures around the school. Turns out, I'm wrong. She tripped while chasing the bus. Where's yw and his taxi when you need him?&lt;br /&gt;Then moving on to the long break between CS2 tutorial and french tutorial...yq decided to go Cyber Center to study the french powerpoint slides for the culture quiz2 but end up, he was on a very pretty girl blog and scanning the pictures...and then proceed onto his favourite videos in youtube...Snooker Premier League lol. I almost fell asleep watching the video. At least the blog was good. &lt;br /&gt;French was cool man. We had to take this lucky draw to know which topics we will get for our roleplay and yq and I really wanted to avoid topic 4 which is giving directions. Mainly it's because we never did a draft version lol. I won a scissor-paper-stone contest against him and I told him and Bich,'Don't worry man, I got it all covered. I mean, I have the feeling in my hands man. I'm gonna get topic 1!' Yup, turns out to be topic 2. Then Bich was saying,'Aiya Darling, 1+1=2 lah!' Yeah, at least I did'nt get topic 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh boy, FOI is boring. At least Chan Seet Meng did'nt call me Benjamin again. Then Maggie and Henry wanted to study for the IF test in the library. She commented on my shirt and she knocked her head onto her table hahahahaha. Don't comment on my shirt man, it bring badddd luck. So now she has a sprained left leg, and a sore head. The study session is extremely boring. No feel to even look at the IF notes. I ended up finishing my next week IF and FOI homework lol. Then we went to biz park to drink ice mocha but the drinks stall ran out of almost everything! Was surprised to see Hwee Jung suddendly appear behind us and he said,'So you're studying for this IF test? It's easy, you just look at the notes, when the test starts, you just write the points down.' -.-, DUH IF ITS SO EASY, THE TEST WOULD NOT BE A PROBLEM. In the end, Hwee Jung was right, the IF test so easy, it's almost like the first question guarentees a pass already lol. Documentary credit tested eh. Henry and I came to a similar conclusion. From Tropic Thunder, we present this to you Mr Phua,'Take a step back, and literally F**K YOURSELF!!!' And xueli and nxl passed their BTT =(. I thought xl will fail, and that nxl will get full marks lol. I mean, after long months of research and graph plotting, I have come to the conclusion that the level of intelligence is inversely related to the grades of BTT....no offence Maggie. Not that I'm saying nxl is dumb but..c'mon! With a hacker like Dickson for a partner, computers are of no problem man! Just login in and her screen reads,'Congratulations. You have achieved full marks. Compliments from Dickson Phua.' WTF man, so cheap. Xl says she may fail what, the FTT? Cause she says she reached down to step onto the accelerator then she can't see the front view. Then if she don't reach down the car won't start. I did'nt say it, btw, xl herself said that. I'm not so evil =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The only thing that matters is this Chris Jericho, that we have a one big family reunion. You bring them all. And when the Rock turns them sideways, and lay'in down the smackdown on allllll their candy asses.' - The Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-8628290894304227384?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/8628290894304227384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=8628290894304227384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8628290894304227384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/8628290894304227384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-many-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7901268502770235474</id><published>2009-01-22T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:29:43.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo, my monitor is back on and running baby! And no, it's not fixed, it's been replaced, and the whole screen now looks so...big. Wow. Nothing much to say, just that it's only friday now, and after the IF test, it will be money time man! Money, money, yeah, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since my post appears so short, I'm going to put in this video clip that my french lecturer used to try to motivate us lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DePqyaSyEes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DePqyaSyEes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="355" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...and it helps to have a good CS2 tutor as well...Seeing you people struggling with the R.J...HAHAHAHAHAHA. And being an extra in MediaCorp really helps too. He just gave us so much gossip on who's gay there lol. Kinda off topic when he was supposed to be giving us some tips on the test. One of the things he said is so erm...wrong. He said that there was this director and he's widely known to be gay. So he was filming this movie and he needs to find his lead actor. And this actor who is quite good-looking according to my tutor, went for the audition and failed. Then my tutor said that after that, that actor went for a private audition session with the director, and guess what? He got that role! Lol, wonder what happened during the private session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're an Ewok!' - Edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7901268502770235474?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7901268502770235474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7901268502770235474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7901268502770235474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7901268502770235474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/woohoo-my-monitor-is-back-on-and.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2857301172642201602</id><published>2009-01-18T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:06:26.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man...next week will be damn packed. Don't expect any updates at that time. I'm not the only busy one here, the entire Anf people are busy...or should be busy. After all, for me, monday is my CS2 roleplay, then tues must try to shoot some questions during the CMA2 project presentation by the other groups, thurs will have french culture quiz 2 and the editing of the scripts which were labelled as boring by Bich lol. Then by fri must submit CS2 reflection journal I think and the IF class test. I mean, wassupwitthat?!?!?! The only day that is free will be wed, but even then, that day would be used up for going through the french script with yq I guess...pretty much makes CNY week sucks cause after going through the action-packed week, there ain't going to be enough gas in the tank man. All I can do now is to just try to entertain myself with the awesomeness of Edge and Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'(C)Look Lilian, we thought it was our nuts. (E)Christian and I went to the movies last night. We had some popcorn and peanuts, and we thought we got food poisoning from the nuts. Turns out, we're wrong. Our nuts are safe for consumption. (C)I mean just a couple hours ago, Edge was in the toilet, totally growing chunks, and I was standing there holding his nuts. And we realised something. (E)Yeah, that there was no nuts in my chunks. So it had to be a passing virus. My nuts are better than ever. As a matter of fact, I can bring them out right now. You know Lilian, if you want to sample our nuts later on, we will be cheering the Contasio on their victory over the Hardy Boyz. (C)Oooh, you got big nuts, your nuts rule all.' - Edge and Christian in an interview with Lilian about their food poisoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2857301172642201602?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2857301172642201602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2857301172642201602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2857301172642201602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2857301172642201602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/man.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1903773760226233850</id><published>2009-01-14T16:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:12:49.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yw is......disturbing. Even more disturbing than the weird guy in my french class that so far, has shown that he's incapable of stringing together words to form a sentence and when you asked him a question, don't expect an answer, cause all he's going to say is ehhhhhh. No, yw, your hair is not what made you disturbing, your hair is fine, it looks better btw. At least now we can see the difference between the before and after you. But...you don't go around telling people about the wonders of semen lol. Just because I wrote about some weird guy squirting on someone else's face, does'nt mean that you have to go to wikipedia to research on semen and tells us all about it. He says it's good for facial lol. So now when we asked him for dota, when he says,'gimme a min, i'm cumming,' we know he meant it literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Allan really is...disasterrific. No such word btw, I made it up myself lol. He was blabbing about some random crap when xl walked in alone and he then commented on how weird xl looks when she comes in alone cause she usually comes in with some other people. *ahem*, of course what he truly means is that xl walk alone looks weird so he should walk with xl and it would look normal. Don't worry Allan, I won't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling Maggie was a bad idea too. I just politely asked her to help me buy foolscap paper while she's at the bookshop and she sounded like she wants to quickly end the call cause I'm like rushing her to hurry up. ZZZZZZ then I told nxl when they came, that maybe next time I should call her instead to help when they said she would most probably not even pick up her phone. Then I thought, fine, I'll just borrow Dickson's phone and call her and she will surely answer it. But I just can't bear to hear her say hi darling when she thought Dickson is on the line lolololollol. Ah, scratch that idea. Next time I shall just buy foolscap paper myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next section has nothing to do with you guys now, unless you watch wrestling. Guys, check out this video. It's really funny, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_4YBaQeIaY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_4YBaQeIaY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="355" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'WHERE...IS...CM...PUNK?' 'Erm...have you tried the pepsi machine?' - Kane and Santino Marella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1903773760226233850?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1903773760226233850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1903773760226233850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1903773760226233850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1903773760226233850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/yw-is.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5728780434224171691</id><published>2009-01-12T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:56:01.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a year! And the common theme for year 2009 seems to be setting people on fire. I mean, just 2 days ago, I saw this yahoo news about this aussie woman, she set her husband's genitals on fire cause she thought that he had an outside affair and the balls belong to her only. She apparently poured some oil or something on her husband's genitals area when he's sleeping and then set him on fire. To quote from Allan:Relac ar. I don't have outside affair la. AHHHHH my balls are on fireeeeeeeee! And he is now dead. And now someone set our MP on fire. Woohooo. Next we will see people set on fire and running around the streets waving their hands like the terrorist in C&amp;C: ALAH AH BAAHHHHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow. Yq went for his first clubbing session last wednesday. And he came back a happy man =). He said there was this wild girl and no, he did'nt take advantage of her lah! He's not Yw for god's sake. He said he accidentally 'touched' her because it's very squeezy and such things happen. But Maggie and me are not convinced. In the heat of the atmosphere, Yq is in an all time high, who knows what was 'right' at that moment? Lol, not implying anything Yq, I'm just sayin'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yw seriously took the wrong course. He should just go on and get a job.....as a fortune teller! That's right folks, Yw is an extremely skilled person with a sharp insight into the future. Around 3 days ago, he asked me when was the Manu vs Chelsea match. He asked me about my opinion on the result. I told him it will be a draw. He replied that a draw would be too boring. Guess what? Chelsea lost. 3-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw? He was right, it was not a draw. &lt;br /&gt;Boring? He was right, not boring. Great attacking football played by Manu and great theatrics by Drogba lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His 2nd prediction of the day was that he has this profound feeling of scoring a sublime goal. But I'm not the keeper. Guess what? He's right. He scored an own goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sublime goal? Yeah, someone crossed and he whacked it hard into his own net. Great goal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the keeper? Yeah, I'm at the opposing side but he scored against his own keeper =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And story of the day comes from my CS2 tutor, Julian. He told us that once in his school, someone masterbate in the school library and squirted on someone else's face. Not sure whether the spermface was a male or female or a willing party or not. Can't imagine like someone wanking then goes up to someone whose face is buried beneath a book. Then he say oi and the guy looks up then squirt. Or he wanks behind this shelf and someone walks past and squirt. But he must aim quite high then lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And don't think I'm going to forget, this backwards, wonderful city. God bless you all, God bless America, and most of all, God bless me.' - JBL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5728780434224171691?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5728780434224171691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5728780434224171691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5728780434224171691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5728780434224171691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-year-and-common-theme-for-year.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-6318677261351173928</id><published>2009-01-08T18:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:41:56.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did'nt have the feel to come post something...but after french tut today...I just can't help but marvel at the sheer dumbness of this classmate of mine. Either he is a retard, or he really just have no clue on what's going on around him. Before the holidays, he was assigned to a partner to do the french roleplay. Today when Bich asked him about his partner, he kept giving her a blank look kinda like Festus, and kept mumbling 'erm...', 'ah....', '....', 'eh...', 'uhhhh' ahhhh whatever. Everyone got quite fed up about it I think cause for 5 minutes you can only hear Bich asking YES OR NO while he kept mumbling the above words. Until some students cut-in and tried to help by saying his partner is this guy but he still just 'ahhhh...'. Made me even more sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festus: &lt;a href="http://file038b.bebo.com/7/large/2007/10/15/17/1851926734a5830640539l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://file038b.bebo.com/7/large/2007/10/15/17/1851926734a5830640539l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;I saw yw msn nick. I don't believe it any one bit. Botak means a head with no hair. When yw goes for a haircut, he comes back looking exactly the same but he feels as if he just used a lawn mower to cut off his hair. -.- In short, unless he can show that his hair is shorter than mine after a haircut, I would then let him claim that he's a botak. What would happen if he go to ns? Is there anything below botak? Shiny skinhead? Zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What you see is the greatest example of Evolution you will ever see. And you have to look to the future - Batista, 6 foot 5, 325 pounds. And Randy Orton...has every gift that a man could ever be given. This is Evolution.' - HHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-6318677261351173928?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/6318677261351173928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=6318677261351173928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6318677261351173928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/6318677261351173928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-didnt-have-feel-to-come-post.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-1015395450209409334</id><published>2009-01-05T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:31:49.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was not paying much attention during CMA lec today. I feel so tired, after CS2 class in the morning, yq wanted to play badminton and we played for 2 hours. So tiring. One time yq did his smack and I managed to hit it back but there was no sign of the shuttlecock. Then, yq laughed and I realised why, it was stuck at my racket. Like the base is stucked in between the many square holes of the racket. Took me 2 minutes to take it out. And maggie is very vicious, she look so innocent behind like lalalala then when the shuttlecock comes, the next thing I knew was that it flew past me.  &gt;_&lt; almost hit me twice, in fact I hit myself twice by swinging at empty air and hitting my own thigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best is still during soccer. Even allan wanted to be keeper and play with the bball while yw was shooting the ball. CAUSE IT NEVER WENT IN! LOL! No matter what he do, the ball just won't go in. He shoot near also somehow miss. Then he finally tapped the ball in and he was so happy like yw just had a wonderful night with Jessica Alba like that. And in between the soccer, henry, yw and me were playing wrestling too. Ah...we made yw suffer thats for sure. And he repaid it with a cracker goal in a game. But he lost. So the goal has no meaning so sad. The only thing that will be remembered is the amount of shots yw took, the ratio of goals per shot is like 1/20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must make a sidenote to congratulate Koh Hwee Jung as well, his timing has improved! Now his lec ends quite fast. I'm so impressed. He must be thinking,'Screw this, I talk no one listens what's the point, I just talk get my paycheck =)' But I must say I pay lots of attention during his lec. In case you don't know, transfer price is best when it's within the range of minimum and maximum price. HA! I really feel so good, taking the effort to listen during his lec while people like allan is using it as nap time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I put a lot of money into it, vicky, but this guy, chavog2009 keeps outbidding me. You better hurry, cause the auction is closing like...in 5 mins time...hey, where are ya goin? Excuseeeee me! Excuseeee me!' - HHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-1015395450209409334?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/1015395450209409334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=1015395450209409334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1015395450209409334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/1015395450209409334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-not-paying-much-attention-during.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2148192907642135171</id><published>2009-01-02T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:45:02.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah...I have received several comments about my blog being boring now...with the center of attraction being Chris Jericho. Why? Why is that? He is one of the most entertaining guy in the world. Never mind. As the news editor in the movie 'Superman Returns' said,'Only 3 things sells: Gossip, Sex and Superman. Since you can't do gossip and sex, you do Superman.' I'm not going to post pictures of babes and hunks here of course, I bet the guys have their private links to such things and Yq for one has a very good link to a blog lol. And well...Superman has nothing to talk about. Maybe if you make Allan run around the school with a cape and his underwear outside his pants, I would consider posting about Superman...but now, nah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what, left with gossip. Tsktsk. Ok, start with what. Hmmm, how about lunch time, when we were talking about how slow maggie eats, she cuts french fries into small pieces and eat them piece by piece, and I was wondering whether she would do the same to her noodles. In the end, the last to finish her food was nxl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we move on to xl after lunch. They were all talking about the driving test all that and we talked about driving the car. So xl should be happy; she's bound to pass. I mean look at her would-be grades for driving a car test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Moving: 0/10&lt;br /&gt;Stopping: 10/10&lt;br /&gt;Safety: 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, a 27/40 pass! How does the above mentioned grades come about you ask? It's really simple; you see, when the test starts, the car won't move. Cause, xl can't reach the accelerator thus she and the instructor would be in the car motionless for 10 mins. So she can start the car but can't get the car to move, thus 0. Since the car is not even moving, stopping is no problem, full marks. Safety, well, she's damn safe, the car is not moving, how to get into accidents! Unless she suay some other training cars hit her, then I dunno. Oh yeah, and we talked about how nxl won't fail her driving theory test since Dickson will hack the computer for her and key in the correct answers. What an advantage over the other students. So unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, nxl went to Tampines Stadium to meet her friend, so she and I walked there. Now I know how to calculate when would nxl arrive if ever there's a meeting. There are 4 stages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 1 - She would say she is going.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2 - She would then reply then previously she said she's going, not reaching. Wait somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3 - She would say that she's reaching and she can see a landmark nearby.&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4 - Yay, finally reached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these stages won't apply if the person she's meeting is Dickson. Dickson have to go over and fetch her instead haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, anything with soda is bad, unless it's ice cream soda. I bought this drink in a mama shop and it's called air soda. Thought what drink I try and it's just some soda water. It taste like....nothing. And that's what makes it horrible. Can't believe I managed to drink all of that. Arghhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you're not caught, you're not cheating.' - Eddie Guerrero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2148192907642135171?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2148192907642135171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2148192907642135171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2148192907642135171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2148192907642135171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3300054172701869229</id><published>2009-01-01T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:16:49.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's another reason why none of you should go for a countdown of a new year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZMwKPmsbWE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZMwKPmsbWE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, WTF mate? You seriously want to go counting down the days where Mars would be laughing at us? Ok fine, just a joke, don't think that's going to happen anyway, seems like throwing shoes is the trend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'...6 months ago I told you that good things happen to good people, and I am a good person. Oh yeah. I am a honest man, I am a righteous man, and I always do whatever I say I would do, and now I'm the champion.' - Chris Jericho on his title win after the Championship Scramble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3300054172701869229?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3300054172701869229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3300054172701869229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3300054172701869229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3300054172701869229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-another-reason-why-none-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-484882936100667987</id><published>2009-01-01T00:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:42:48.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol...the countdown for the new year is sooo over-rated. Wonder what's the big deal of a start of a new year. It just starts and ends so fast, why give it a thought? I bet most of the people who go to the cpuntdown would be cheering so loudly about the new year then cursing the economic crisis within a few weeks. -.- so over-rated. The only countdown worth counting down is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lK92tEeDqCU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lK92tEeDqCU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I found this funny video while I was searching for the above video. What a stroke of luck. This is a batman/joker spoof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2yv8aT0UFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2yv8aT0UFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to edit my previous phrase of the day. It was badly written. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No no no, I got a question for you Todd. Cause it seems being named Superstar of the Year isn't the only accolate I have accrued over these past 365 days. Cause according to the WWE magazine, I'm also been named the Jerk of the Year. Why is that Todd? Why am I the Jerk of the Year? What is the criteria of a Jerk? Someone who tells the truth? Someone who exposes all these fans as the hypocrites that they really truly are? These people are going to make New Year's Resolutions and then break them only days later. They are going to say one thing and do another. This year I said I was going to become the world champion again...and I did twice. This year I said that Shawn Michaels was nothing more than a phony, who is only in this business for himself and guess what, I was right about that too. And tonight I said I'm going to win the fatal 4 way, and go on to become the world champion again. And if all you liars and hypocrites want to see the Jerk of the Year, well I suggest you look into a mirror.' - Chris Jericho in an interview with Todd Grisham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-484882936100667987?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/484882936100667987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=484882936100667987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/484882936100667987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/484882936100667987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7132527590681504501</id><published>2008-12-30T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:17:01.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think if my grandma ever watches the WWE, she would be a huge fan of Dolph Ziggler. Not that she always introduce herself every 2 minutes or so, but she would never allow you to forget about her presence. My sis is affected the most lol, everyday is almost the same; from morning when my grandma is awake, she would keep on telling my sis to wake up and my sis will still be sleeping. Keep on repeating and repeating every 5 mins or so until she finally got up. Then comes the barrage of questions like 'are you hungry? where are you going? don't lose your purse. want watch tv?' lol, now my sis is suffering from mental breakdown. Karma has a funny way of getting back at you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Todd, this year 2008 has seen me accrue so many accolates, including the 2008 superstar of the year. Now, I also have another, WWE megazines recently labled me as the Jerk of the Year. Why, Todd? What is the criteria of being a jerk? Does coming out to the ring and tell the truth every week makes you a jerk?...You want to know who the real jerk is? All the hypocritical fans should just look into the mirror.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7132527590681504501?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7132527590681504501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7132527590681504501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7132527590681504501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7132527590681504501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-if-my-grandma-ever-watches-wwe.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-4186955025365455662</id><published>2008-12-28T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:46:09.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eyes On Me - Faye Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever sang my songs, &lt;br /&gt;On the stage, on my own, &lt;br /&gt;I never said my words, &lt;br /&gt;Wishing they would be heard, &lt;br /&gt;I saw you smiling at me, &lt;br /&gt;Was it real? Or just my fantasy? &lt;br /&gt;You'd always be there in the corner, &lt;br /&gt;Of this tiny little bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last night here for you, &lt;br /&gt;Same old songs just once more, &lt;br /&gt;My last night here with you? &lt;br /&gt;Mayber yes, maybe no. &lt;br /&gt;I kinda liked it your way, &lt;br /&gt;How you shyly placed your eyes on me, &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever know? &lt;br /&gt;That I had mine on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling so there you are, &lt;br /&gt;With that look on your face, &lt;br /&gt;As if you're never hurt, &lt;br /&gt;As if you're never down, &lt;br /&gt;Shall I be the one for you? &lt;br /&gt;Who pinches you softly but sure, &lt;br /&gt;If frown is shown then &lt;br /&gt;I will know that you are no dreamer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me come to you, &lt;br /&gt;Close as I wanna be, &lt;br /&gt;Close enough for me, &lt;br /&gt;To feel your heart beating fast, &lt;br /&gt;And stay there as whisper, &lt;br /&gt;How I loved your peaceful eyes on me, &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever know? &lt;br /&gt;That I had mine on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling so share with me, &lt;br /&gt;Your love if you have enough, &lt;br /&gt;Or tears if you're holding back, &lt;br /&gt;Or pain if that's what it is, &lt;br /&gt;How can I let you know? &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than the dress and the voice, &lt;br /&gt;Just reach me out then, &lt;br /&gt;You will know that you are not dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best songs I've heard so far, IMO. I'm not into love, slow songs but this is an exception. Maybe cause I like playing FF8. Haha. The lyrics go well with the storyline as well. Those who played the game would know. Those who did'nt...well, just enjoy the song and regret that you missed out playing FF8 HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyn was really in that TV program I mentioned earlier. I'm so impressed with myself. The scene was on for only a few seconds and I just straight away saw Lyn lol. I'm just so sharp. I can't stop praising myself. And Lyn only had a short cameo on the show lol. But she should be proud, out of the many students the host asked about which is man-made, only she was shown getting it correct. Even the 3 experts all got it wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm still MVP and that makes me better than any of you.'-MVP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-4186955025365455662?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4186955025365455662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=4186955025365455662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4186955025365455662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4186955025365455662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/eyes-on-me-faye-wong-whenever-sang-my.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7544860049196442136</id><published>2008-12-26T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:15:54.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been online for so long now. Not that I did'nt use my comp, I used it, but I never bothered to go online since I'm just using it to refer to the walkthrough for final fantasy 8 lol. Finally got the memory card to work, the prob was with the slot 2 -.-  Not going to talk much though, since most of the times I spend during holidays is to play final fantasy 8. Quite pissed with it now, the UFO sidequest thing just won't appear for me. Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw Lyn on TV too, in this show call Man Vs Machine. Don't know whether it's my imagination or what...but it's about some food and they asked students in this dance school to try it...so maybe? So random somemore, I just got home from dentist, said hi to my mom, and the next thing I saw on the TV screen was lyn face smiling at the background LOL. It was a group shot. Maybe not Lyn. Everyone there like so young, if Lyn was there, she would be like really out of place haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ME...WANT...TITLE...MATCH' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-7544860049196442136?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/7544860049196442136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=7544860049196442136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7544860049196442136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/7544860049196442136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-not-been-online-for-so-long-now.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5137837609515512438</id><published>2008-12-22T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:22:23.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man...have I ever been so screwed. I tried playing my old final fantasy games, namely 7 and 8. And I found out...my ps1 memory card is spoilt, any saved file results in damaged file. Damnit! Can't save! And that is after all my fights against bosses and monsters, I beat Diablos when my party level ranges from 9-12! How cool was that! And the worse part is...in ff8, magics are gained either from GF's abilities, draw points or drawing from monsters itself. And it's a pain, drawing magics from monsters. I've been drawing, and drawing, and drawing and all I get in the end is a corrupted file and thus, unable to play. !#!@#!@!$@ FF7 at least I had a previous saved file from long ago but there's no point. Hard to get all the secrets without saving once. Zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Malenko, you claim to be a man of 1000 holds; well I counted. And you only know about 60, I know 1004 and I wrote them all down. Here we go, hold 1: ARMDRAG! Hold 2: ARMBAR! Hold 3: The Moss-Covered Three-Handled Family Gradunzul! No 4: ARMBAR! No 5: The Saskatchewan Spinning Nerve Hold!...No 8: ARMBAR! No 9: The shooting star staple super press!...Hold 712: ARMBAR! Hold 713: The hummisfulloola! Hold 714: The Canadian.......Hold 723: The super blizzard!' - Chris Jericho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He did'nt complete his list, he got chased out of the ring by officials lol. He did complained that he still had 200 more to go though while on his way out.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5137837609515512438?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5137837609515512438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5137837609515512438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5137837609515512438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5137837609515512438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/man_22.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-4545763836713305236</id><published>2008-12-19T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:01:37.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm...I'm pretty tired right now. Yesterday my sec sch friends came over and stayed overnight and we basically talked til 6a.m before sleeping for awhile til 8 and went off for breakfast before coming back home to finally get my well-deserved sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after waking up around 2, I ate lunch and tried to finish the calculation parts of the FOI project. I keep on getting weird crappy answers for the risk parts, I was so sure I typed the formula correctly. Then after 2 DAMN hours, I finally found why the answer is so weird. The variance formula after taking the HPR-AM squared, you divide by the number of years. I thought it was to power it by the number of years -.-  Basically, it means that I've just found out that I screwed my SD part in FOI paper. LOL, and I was so happy about the SD part, thought it was so damn easy -.- No wonder my answer does not tally with the others, now I know why. At least now my risk figures for my FOI project make some sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm, I dunno what to do for CS2. I only vaguely remembered that the tutor said something about nothing much to prepare since there's a 2 week break. Does that mean I don't have to prepare anything for CS2? I don't even know I had homework until I read lyn's blog. Or maybe she was just doing additional work. I hope the latter, I don't want to do homework during Christmas, present for Christmas this year is 1 week's worth of homework, hohoho~merry christmas. Makes me feel like shoving the entire homework into Santa's mouth lol. Teachers are so devious, despite Christmas being the season of giving, they don't have to really give us more homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hustle, loyalty, respect. Once 3 important words have now been downgraded into mere merchandising slogans for the hypocrite, that you call John Cena.' - Chris Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-4545763836713305236?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/4545763836713305236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=4545763836713305236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4545763836713305236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/4545763836713305236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-2146890723531991731</id><published>2008-12-17T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:09:46.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah...I've been reading through some of the blogs and I feel so guilty about the yw part of him baking cakes. The only reason why he suddendly said owww behind was because at that point, I kicked him in the butt. LOL. I was inspired by henry at that time. There was once after badminton, yw tried to do some stunt on henry and he reversed it and kicked yw's butt. Yw shout very loud OWWWWWWWW and chased after henry shouting,'Oi, you really kick so hard! @@@#$!!' So, after introducing to all of you Batista, now I shall introuduce to you an upcoming superstar, Dolph Ziggler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 fun facts about Dolph Ziggler:&lt;br /&gt;1)He always starts off with,'Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Dolph Ziggler! =)'&lt;br /&gt;2)Santa must have forgotten about him when he was young and did'nt give him presents, he totally destroyed a Santa impersonator, Santa Claas.&lt;br /&gt;3)Oh yeah, his name is Dolph Ziggler.&lt;br /&gt;4)He first debuted as a member of the Spirit Squad, a team of 5 gays acting as cheerleaders in the WWE. He did'nt make it big, the SS was dismantled soon. And now he came up with this new gimmick of introducing himself every 1 minute. Guess he wants to make sure even if he did'nt make it, all of you would still know his name.&lt;br /&gt;5)His name is Dolph Ziggler =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on to tips on how to be hated. I always thought this would be easy. I mean, just insult the fans! Like how MVP does it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'At least I'm MVP, unlike certain MVPs. Yeah, I'm talking to you, Jimmy Wallens. See, I may be in a litttttle bit of a losing streak, but it took you 25 YEARS to finally win something! And when I win, I will be something you will never be. A dynasty! I'm better than you, I'm better than Chase Rollars, and I'm better than all of you in Philly.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant boos man. For a person like Edge, all he does, is to have a real life affair with Lita and be a scripted husband with vicky guerrero. For JBL, he uses his own status. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And rich people like me, employ people like you(the fans). From the Layfield family, thank you. I love you. Now, as I get my limo back to New York. Don't think I'm going to forget...this backwards, wonderful city. God bless you all, God bless America, and most of all, God bless me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course people like Jericho does it, the Jericho way. Self-worship and flaming others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'All of you are mindless sheeps, you steer to whatever direction you're told to be in. You are easily influenced. You do not have the capability to decide this. Fairly. And you know it's true. And the truth is, I knew I'm going to be the superstar of 2008, because I'm the best in the world, todayyy. All of the liars, cheaters, the hypocrites, you call fans. But John Cena is the biggest hypocrite of all. The pandering, pleasing sycophant, trying to make you all soooo happy, and it makes me sick.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, but the best is still vicky guerrero. Just 2 words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Excuse me!' *booooooooos*&lt;br /&gt;'I said Excuse me!' *even more boooooooos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why. How does 'excuse me' makes you more hated, than by being called a hypocrite, a liar, cheater and a sycophant in a regular basis? But...not all hatred is done by saying negative things no. Cena is a prime example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hustle, loyalty, respect. These are the words in which I live by! And goes on talking how he and the wwe universe connects blah blah.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cena is now a hated figure in the IWC(internet wrestling community). 99% I guess lol. Cause of his boring promos, his boring movesets. Since we're talking about cena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 fun facts about John Cena:&lt;br /&gt;1)John Cena has a deep relationship with kids worldwide. If you're aged 18 and below, chances are you're a John Cena fan. &lt;br /&gt;2)It is adversely related to adults. If you're 18 and above, chances are, you hate Cena.&lt;br /&gt;3)John Cena likes to rap, but can't rap well despite him having a rapper gimmick. Most of us hate him cause his rapping sucks. &lt;br /&gt;4)Like Batista, Cena has a limited moveset. He does the tilt-a-whirl backslam, you can't see me, 5 knuckle shuffle and the F-U. If all fails, do the STFU.&lt;br /&gt;5)Batista crys and moans for a title shot; HHH fucks Steph(daughter of Vince, boss of WWE) for a title shot, Cena sucks Vince's dick to get a title shot and earn his nickname of 'Superman'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can't get over Jericho's promo about Cena. 'My son became a John Cena fan as well. He would run around my living room saying the champ is here, dad, the champ is here. Then I would pick him up and drop him off at school and he'll say you can't see me dad.' Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-2146890723531991731?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/2146890723531991731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=2146890723531991731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2146890723531991731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/2146890723531991731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah_17.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5102660592573454069</id><published>2008-12-16T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:18:44.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man...after watching Armageddon, I feel so screwed up. I shall unleash my vengence upon the sycophants in garena channel HAHAHAHAHAAHA. I will multi-cast them to hell! Kk, don't talk about it anymore, so depressing, tapping out to the STFU in mere seconds T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my life is full of saviours lol. I mean, in wrestling, ever since batista been hogging the spotlight and was joked upon by saying he kept on bitching to top management to get his endless title shots(I think it's true) and the VERY overhyped return of oh-jolly john cena. Jericho, save us from them please! I was so happy when I saw this kid during armageddon holding up this sign that reads: Jericho SAVE US from John Cena. Unfortunately, he's the one guy in the thousands in attendance lol. When Jericho regains the World Title again, only then, will Monday Night Raw...be saved! For now, just enjoy the tag team title reign of Miz and Morrison. Be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...the next saviour would be Chan Seet Meng lol. Today's project do mostly on theory cause calculation wise dunno how to do haha. Suddendly when henry and us went out of the lab for lunch, we heard this guy say 'hi' in the lift. So we looked around and saw Seet Meng waving to us before the lift door closed and said hi back. Then we realised,'hey, that's seet meng. AHHHHH, open the damn door!!!!' Somehow managed to open the door and he was like 'O.O are you going to ask me about FOI project?' LOL, smart fella. And after that, calculation is much easier LOL. Still wonders how we managed to press the lift button in time to open door. Like split second reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my last section is dedicated to henry. Hey boy, don't be so happy that batista won in armageddon. Here's some fun facts for ya:&lt;br /&gt;1) It is fun to add negative words in front of the name 'Batista'. Examples are 'Crap-tista', 'Roid-tista', 'Shit-tista'&lt;br /&gt;2) Normal superstars have to earn their title shots, Batista has the privilege to just bitch and moan for one.&lt;br /&gt;3) Batista's 4 trademark moves (never fails): The spinebuster, the stomping of the ropes, the thumbs up, thumbs down, and lastly, the Batista-bomb. ~yawnss~&lt;br /&gt;4) Last, but not least, WWE plays fake cheers when Batista comes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin'. Hmmm, I think for the next post I shall write about how to get people to hate you. Featuring Jericho, MVP, JBL, Miz and Morrison and some other guys I guess. LOL. Oh yeah, how could I forget. The best hate magnet: Vicky Guerrero. The magic 2 words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5102660592573454069?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5102660592573454069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5102660592573454069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5102660592573454069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5102660592573454069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/man.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-3462039968313800012</id><published>2008-12-12T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:12:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just going to post something short. Bloody hell trip to IKEA. Went back home so late wtf. Let's just get the show on the road shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, henry and I was comparing our cai fan. LOL, crap alot about the dishes lah. But that's not what I want to say here. The main thing is, allan was telling dickson to send him the FOI project quickly. Dick was pissed off and just said,'ahnah ahnah, today send you lah, cao si ren le(so damn noisy).' HAHAHA, allan was owned. Dick just showed him who's boss. First it was the anf junior, now this FOI project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During IKEA now right, there was this coffee making thing in front of yw. So I told him to make coffee. He told me to fuck off. Then hc asked him for coffee. And yw's face suddendly change and he say ok =). It's so obvious what's his intentions are. Great yw, you just have to make me look like a fool. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And xl likes to play 'repeat after me' game. So lame right? Lucky I never follow her. I'm sucha nice person =). Now sy asking me why yw not online yet, she wants to play dota. LOL, patience sy. Patience, a fine fine attribute indeed. But I don't blame her, I also want to playyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly: love is a...wonderful thing?&lt;br /&gt;kane: O.O  the last time I had a relationship, I tombstoned my priest.&lt;br /&gt;kelly:.....okaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, goes to show how WWE still owns in entertainment. Now I shall follow it up with Miz and Morrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: First of all, I would like to thank the academy, my mom...&lt;br /&gt;Miz: My dad!&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: Chuck Norris, for the inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;Miz: Mr T!&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: ...the esteemed Admiral Ackbar...&lt;br /&gt;Miz: Baba Booey, Baba Booey!&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: ...but seriously, when we first started here on the WWE, alot of people said, that we could'nt do it, and that we would never make it.&lt;br /&gt;Miz: Yeah, and what we say?&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: We told those people...Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;Miz: Yes we can!&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: Yes we can!&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: And now, we're here to tell the very same people. Yes we did.&lt;br /&gt;Miz: YES...WE...DID&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: Yes we did!!!! *fake tears*&lt;br /&gt;Miz: Easy there, take it slow. Breathe. &lt;br /&gt;Morrison: I love you dad!&lt;br /&gt;Miz: This prestigious award means that not only are we the best tag team in 2008, but we are the best tag team of the 21st century! *both looks up to a certain distance*&lt;br /&gt;Morrison: Guys, in life...there are winners*points to themselves*, and there are losers*points to the rest of the audience*.&lt;br /&gt;Miz: We are the 2008 tag team of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Miz and Morrison: BE JEALOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest acceptance speech ever for an award. But the best is of course Jericho's, but too chim, I shall not attempt to write lol. None of you will be interested anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-3462039968313800012?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/3462039968313800012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=3462039968313800012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3462039968313800012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/3462039968313800012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-just-going-to-post-something-short.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-5662020970306056547</id><published>2008-12-10T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:25:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How to update when I do not know what to update!?!?! It's not as if anyone of you would know what I'm talking about since the most interesting things that happened nowadays is in the WWE where the miz and john morrison tributes their slammy awards to people like Chuck Norris, Admiral Ackbar and Brother Booey. So....I'll just make do with what I have now. I do remember I said I will improve on allan's convo. I'm going to do it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: hi junior&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: how are you?&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: are u busy now?&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: u like nt replying like tt&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: nbm&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: talk ltr&lt;br /&gt;******5 mins ltr********&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: helllllllo&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!! sends a nudge!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!! winks!&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!! sends a nudge!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: are u studying?&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: nbm&lt;br /&gt;*******20 mins ltr*******&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: im bored lei&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: talk abit pls&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: im despo&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: hi, im allan&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: allow me to introduce myself&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: im allan baey&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: tell me yr name&lt;br /&gt;[ allan.友龍 ]  the land of animal biscuit -- Zoo Land!!: zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;********1 hr ltr*********&lt;br /&gt;anf junior: hihi, sry i was busy with something else, talk next time! bb =)&lt;br /&gt;-------anf junior appears to be offline. Messages you send will be delivered when they sign in. E-mail this contact instead---------------   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that should be the convo they have. More realistic, more like allan style. The previous convo I've done up do him no justice. What else? Oh yeah, you know you're in deep shit when you say when you're sleeping, you dream of CMA and IF. What, you mean when you're dreaming that you're in a field of marshmellows, suddendly this big nasty CMA teacher koh hwee jung comes and eats up all the marshmellows leaving you with none and your end reward is a piece of classwork??? Or you're stuck on a boat and you're sinking cause there are holes all over the boat. So you tear out pieces of lecture notes from IF and you try to cover the holes so the water won't get into the boat. Then maybe for FOI, you dream that your lunch would be either KFC or Macdonalds and suddendly seet meng pops up and ask,' which is better!?!?! KFC or Macs? KFC has a dividend yield of $0.50 per year!! Mac's dividend yield only 20 cents but it's now cum-big mac issue! Buy big mac meal and get another big mac free!!!! choose, choose, choose!' Wa, it's a nightmare, man like that. Wait I'm inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So continuing from just now, after seet meng pops up, koh hwee jung pops up and say,' hey you! isn't obvious what you need to do!!?!?! Macs and KFC are your 2 alternatives! Draw up your analysis table! What are the relevant items? Why are they relevant?! Explain! So? Do your classwork!!!!' Then to make matters worse, mr phua pops up and say,' hey, look here. yeah look at me don't look at them. See here, the incoterms for kfc says that it is FOB. sooo, the price will be lower than the price of macs which is CIF. Buy KFC!!! And ask for documentary credit of course, you need a guarentee! it's safer!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa, really will die. Ok, stop the nightmare. Start with the happy things. Wait, I've no more happy things to share. Too bad. Yesterday I wanted to study IF then allan sms me,' oi guys, got early game not?' yeah, thanks allan. You tried to destroy my motivation to study IF. Lucky I kept on studying or else I will be in deeper shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178410633526017900-5662020970306056547?l=joyous-sounds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/feeds/5662020970306056547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178410633526017900&amp;postID=5662020970306056547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5662020970306056547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178410633526017900/posts/default/5662020970306056547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyous-sounds.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-update-when-i-do-not-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>seb</name><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-1178410633526017900.post-7901438010122621904</id><published>2008-12-07T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:17:07.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right...today is sunday...so assuming everyone in AnF are the hardworking, studious kind, all of you should be studying now right?!!? Of course not. I'm one fine example of the different. Listening to music, slacking and watching some DVDs sets the mood for studying man. I have not studied yet don't worry lol. Maybe later. Maybe much later. Since all of you are so apparently stressed up, I have to save all of you now from self-destruction. Won't want your brains to suddendly explode during studies right? For visual aids, just pm me in msn for my wonderful emoticon of exploding watermelon heads. Contrary to what xy says, it's cooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered sharing with all of you about this weird student in my french class right? I just remembered. I forgot to add in something else! Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Below is a situation where the culture quiz was given out*&lt;br /&gt;                         *&lt;br /&gt;                         *&lt;br /&gt;                         *&lt;br /&gt;                         *&lt;br /&gt;*5 minutes after the quiz is over*&lt;br /&gt;bich: ok class, hand up paper now!&lt;br /&gt;*most of us hands up paper*&lt;br /&gt;boy: erm...eh...&lt;br /&gt;bich: hand up now please!&lt;br /&gt;boy: eh...where to write the answer ah?&lt;br /&gt;bich: *eyes become very big like O.O* what you mean boy???? just circle the correct ans!!!!&lt;br /&gt;boy: oh...oh...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;bich: !@$###!#$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, whole class was like trying to cover their laughter. I was just thinking,' Oh god, you were given a mcq culture quiz and you don't know how to answer.' Maybe if he was given those quiz where it is like those cloze passage, how is he going to do that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: erm...mrs bich, it's just a _____ only, how to answer?&lt;br /&gt;bich: !@@#!@#!!#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, sorry I'm just guessing. May not happen. Oh wait, this might happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: erm...eh...Should I write the answer in french or english???&lt;br /&gt;bich: *vomits blood and fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above scenario did'nt happen ok. I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, we all started lying at the age of 1, when we have the power of speech. I shall use my cousin as an example. Firstly, he was not allowed to drink apple juice cause he was sick or something. Secondly, his parents were not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin: monica(maid), gimme apple juice. Daddy not at home.&lt;br /&gt;monica: NO!&lt;br /&gt;*dad came back home*&lt;br /&gt;cousin's dad: I heard someone asked for apple juice!?!?! Who did that!?!!&lt;br /&gt;cousin: mummy did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I don't know how my cousin managed to conjour out his mummy into the picture. This just shows something: If you're not caught, you're not cheating. Someone must have taught him that. Can't be me. 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