<?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-28514602</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:19:11.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ibern.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115998510705157279</id><published>2006-10-05T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:17:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise one should not care about what others comment about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people only judge on the outside and know nuts about what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they just have nothing better to do and interfere in other people's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose to listen to what's correct and what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to know what's happening before you make any comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not judge on the surface only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people are superficial and enjoy ruining things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, you shall trust with your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it's not easy to do that, give the person that one and only chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either you break it or achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to slowly earn one's trust is totally a different and difficult thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's definitely not easy to earn trust like those newton's law and mathematical theories you study in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not be complacent with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be more sensitive about yourself and to the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will rather you keeping silent than say the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, selfishness takes you nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, always be humble and modest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115998510705157279?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115998510705157279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115998510705157279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115998510705157279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115998510705157279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-realise-one-should-not-care-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115954484614693124</id><published>2006-09-29T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T23:47:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really admire people with courage, determination, and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although you might lack of the qualities listed above, at least face up to reality and rectify the problem instead of yakking away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might solve the problem some time later but you have tried your best and faced the music. the word is try. do not give up because of a setback along the way. pluck up your courage and do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not try to avoid the problem as the problem still stays. something is needed to be done. do not drag the problem for a long time as it is kinda bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problems are to be solved by yourself. relying on others will not help. it takes alot of courage to face a problem and solve it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setbacks occur every now and then but tough times do not last. only people who are bold and tough do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's my courage, determination, motivation, toughness, luck, and fighting spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to be strong and achieve what i want without any unscrupulous means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if only i could forgive and forget easily. it is like both your heart and mind are telling you two things. one says forgive but the other says do not forgive. why cant things be simple and everyone be naive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28514602.post-115937827415412930</id><published>2006-09-28T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:48:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bugis and plaza singapura.</title><content type='html'>today went bugis to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that travelled all the way from amk to pasir ris just to sell away my floorball stick. at least i made a good deal. shant reveal much about it. gave away my team t shirt and floorball t shirt also. no point keeping them. it was a long journey to pasir ris. damn. had to sacrifice my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed down to bugis meet shuying, chin rui, and yi siong. since i was a little late, they went to the arcade to kill time first. strolled to bugis street and began our shopping spree. yi siong damn kan chiong, machiam like never buy clothes before. the first shop we went, he wanted to buy so many things. i let fate decide. decided to slowly shop. walked for some time and ended up i didnt buy anything. felt hungry at that time and we stepped back to bugis junction. i ate the slowest and all of them finished their food already. ended up they disturbed me by taking video of me gobbling down my food. there was one part where cat said sth, it was damn funny. cat said "ta chi dao machiam hor mei tian ten minutes you shi wan kuai na". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought tickets for the movie, john tucker must die. yi siong has levis voucher, twenty five percent off from all levis products. since there is such a good offer, i decided to buy one or two pairs of jeans. however, they didnt have my size. therefore we decided to head down on friday to purchase levis products before the voucher expires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we got into the cinema. the show was not bad. rather hilarious and entertaining. value for money. luckily yi siong got one extra gv voucher for the movie. three of us split and paid five bucks for the movie only. sat beside shuying. she is damn irritating can. both of us were hungry and i jokingly offered my hand. she really bit it. during the movie, i laughed and talked like nobody's business. machiam the whole cinema only got me. honestly, it's quite nice. story goes sth like this. john tucker was a playboy at first and lied to every girl he dated.  though he went back to his stupid playboy ways in the last part of the movie. the movie was just so hilarious i couldn't stop laughing and if you fancy guys in thongs shooting hoops, go watchh! oh well, even if you don't, catch the movie too. jus gonna leak out jus this teeny weeny bit of the story. dun wish to be a spoiler. watch it guys! it's really nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all headed to their own home and i met up with my dad for dinner. chatted with him a little and he drove me back. the abalone bahchormee at thompson tastes not bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy: hey you! linked you already. see i so efficient. hahaha. ni hai hao ma? you finally blogged! seeya soon cute but im cuter xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115937827415412930?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115937827415412930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115937827415412930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115937827415412930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115937827415412930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/09/bugis-and-plaza-singapura.html' title='bugis and plaza singapura.'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115919729353206524</id><published>2006-09-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T01:39:56.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tdy entry!</title><content type='html'>tdy accompanied bear to buy bag. he bought the same bag as me, just tt it is white in colour. helped him save some buckaroos. he damn bodoh, wanna buy crumpler bag which costs ard 180 buckaroos. luckily i brought him to buy a cheaper and nicer bag. after tt, went burger king to makan. headed to play pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after i went home and got a call from kongwei. then headed to play lan with jack and steven too. played till 6 and realised all of us were broke. managed to settle the debt. left and strolled to somewhere near east coast to slack. talked about some stuffs and joked around. jack didnt bring his house key which resulted in us slacking there for a period of time before his maid came to the rescue. went to shower first. i only had a few buckaroos at that point of time and hunger took its toll. went down with kongwei to buy instant noodles. wore tt gay, bunny-looking slippers tt i found at his hse downstairs. was hilarious, luffing together with kongwei. finished up our noodles and all of us went to bed. practically slept from 9 to 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5460/204/1600/DSC00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5460/204/320/DSC00458.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115919729353206524?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115919729353206524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115919729353206524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115919729353206524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115919729353206524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/09/tdy-entry.html' title='tdy entry!'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115842775183732545</id><published>2006-09-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:29:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp</title><content type='html'>outta all engineering camps, this eeo camp i wento was the best engineering camp. i dun even know whats eeo until now. oops. it was a three days two nights camp. this entry was way backdated. i lost track of all dates already. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda forgot what happened so i will jus briefly describe abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jj and he was late! dunno why when i was at mushroom waiting for him, kinda expected the camp would be fun. jus had this unexpected feeling dunno why. haha. saw j with another guy who talked alot and damn friendly. since jj wasnt here yet so all of us went to cheers. on the way, saw some of my freshies. bsc were oso having a camp. then, went to the registration booth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, i thought i would be put in the same grp as ppl i noe but it turned otherwise. was rather expected. i was put in a grp where everyone was so unfamiliar. haha. took some time to settle down. didnt really bother wad the ppl infront were briefing. there was one part where they were introducing the new esc maincomm. j was introduced, s and i cheered and clapped damn loudly. made him real awkward but that was fun. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i lazy to blog in details alrdy so jus fast forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random stuffs tt happened in the camp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a sweet and patient girl to be your mass dance partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got a chance to disturb any girl you want when they are blind folded. tap their shoulders and knock their head. haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scavenger hunt was fun. putting tootpaste on our faces. piggybacked noisy girl. squeezed into handicapped toilet and shouting a cheer. took a sexy pic. holding hands throughout scavenger hunt. etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the first day, i slept like a prawn can. the aircon was extremely cold. moreover, i didnt have a sleeping bag or jacket. actually there was this girl who wanted to share her sleeping bag with me but that night i went to bond with other groups people. had fun. we were playing indian poker. indian poker is a game whereby each person draws a card and the person who gets the smallest card loses. the card is put on your forehead and you have a chance to laugh at the ppl around you. i sat beside steven and another girl called "sway kia". i dun know her name. she damn unlucky, theres one person who got an ace of spades and she could get an ace of diamonds. hahaha. as long she hits you, youre cursed! during the game, kept teasing and joking around. did silly forfeits such as getting hit on the hand, drinking water and etc. i barely had sufficient sleep. slept like two hours only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day, i "koup-ed" wendys sleeping bag. haha. she was nice to lend me. anyway it was still damn cold. at some intervals i would wake up, tossing and turning around. saw others who were feeling cold too. was so cold until i pushed steven away and wrapped myself with the sleeping bag. hahaha. in the end, he hugged me. damn gay. luckily, theres no one having concert(snoring) at night if not i would slap tt person. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing soap, shampoo, and toothpaste with others. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing slippers throughout the camp. think they shld let us wear slippers when playing water games cause most of us took off our footwear. played three way captains ball with slippers. wow. scored and assisted alot of goals. obviously damn tiring. ran like a monkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got to laugh so hard with people you hardly know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got to see some cute girls doing pole dance. it was good, the guys loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got down, got wet, covered in flour accompanied with lotsa grass, and loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disturbing people, poking ppls faces. classic looks on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having lunch and all of ur groupmates dumped their vegetables to you. got a mountain of vegetables for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking people to ask where was i. &lt;br /&gt;i: guess where was i jus now.&lt;br /&gt;s: where were you.&lt;br /&gt;i: ZAI NI XING LI (in your heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking people whether they were tired&lt;br /&gt;i: are you feeling tired?&lt;br /&gt;c: yes, quite tired.&lt;br /&gt;i: you know why youre tired?&lt;br /&gt;c: why?&lt;br /&gt;i: cause im running through your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance night, i couldnt understand what the hell was our group performing. haha. there was the gaysha, prince, and ....? i was the prince and my role was to strip and rape the gaysha. after that, was sabotaged by my grp to go on stage. damn dumb and embarrassing. emcees moved our hands and legs and did some ridiculous poses. was rather gay and pervertic. did nerd pose too. pulled my pants rather high. haha. had fun boo-ing others and throwing light sticks. haha. after the performance, was secretly attacked by water bombs and a huge water gun. there was this conversation among three of us:&lt;br /&gt;i: hey xl, lets grab s and taupok him. before tau pok-ing him, lets make him wet.&lt;br /&gt;xl: okay.&lt;br /&gt;s: hi ivan, im jus behind you. you think i never hear ah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. in the end, i was grabbed by them and was the first to be attacked. some unknown girls i couldnt see clearly attacked me with water bombs. s and xl tried to pin me down but failed cause i damn strong. hahaha. since i was already so wet, decided to wet others too.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, not forgetting the friends i made in the camp. seriously im feeling nostalgic already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed something, however loud youre. u guess theres still a shy side in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also realised i looked and behaved damn kuku in camp. crapped, lamed, joked, teased, played around. totally no image. threw all my face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group people. some were rather quiet and cool. they could jus stone there while the rest were playing games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end the entry here. only noe how to upload one pic. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lately, ive been wonderin &lt;br /&gt;who will be there to take my place &lt;br /&gt;when im gone, youll need love &lt;br /&gt;to light the shadows on your face &lt;br /&gt;if a great wave should fall &lt;br /&gt;it would fall upon us all &lt;br /&gt;and between the sand and stone &lt;br /&gt;could you make it on your own &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;if i could, then i would &lt;br /&gt;ill go wherever you will go &lt;br /&gt;way up high or down low &lt;br /&gt;ill go wherever you will go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, ill find out &lt;br /&gt;the way to make it back someday &lt;br /&gt;to watch you, to guide you &lt;br /&gt;through the darkest of your days &lt;br /&gt;if a great wave should fall &lt;br /&gt;it would fall upon us all &lt;br /&gt;well i hope theres someone out there &lt;br /&gt;who can bring me back to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runaway with my heart &lt;br /&gt;runaway with my hope &lt;br /&gt;runaway with my love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know now, just quite how &lt;br /&gt;my life and love might still go on &lt;br /&gt;in your heart and your mind &lt;br /&gt;ill stay with you for all of time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could turn back time &lt;br /&gt;ill go wherever you will go &lt;br /&gt;if I could make you mine &lt;br /&gt;ill go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5460/204/1600/IMG_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5460/204/320/IMG_0139.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115842775183732545?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115842775183732545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115842775183732545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115842775183732545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115842775183732545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/09/camp.html' title='camp'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115747198827871568</id><published>2006-09-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:16:57.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally went to watch CLICK with eesiong. i rate it 4 outta 5 popcorns! it was unbelievable nice and touching at the ending part of the show. dunno whoever in the show said something like once things are done, tthe process cannot be reversed. at the ending part, adam sandler knowing that he will die soon. he lived with regrets because of the remote controller tt kept fast forwarding his life. before he was going to "die", he did something tt cost him his life and didnt regret doing it. before he died, he passed a note to his wife tt wrote "will you still love me in the morning?". damn sad until tears were rolling inside my eyes. must control my tears wht cause bear sitting beside me. alot of ppl cried. it was damn touching. i overheard the small boys sitting behind us saying "after movie ends, faster go home and dun let ppl see us crying". they cried damn loudly can. there is a saying, "nan ren liu xue bu liu lei". but still u cant control your emotions. hahaha. there is also another quote he said, if i didnt remember wrongly i think is "everything i do i disappoint somebody?". quite sad. people who havent catched the show, its a good movie and worth your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie, went to meet cat. versus them and "TOK" them in pool although didnt really win alot. like quite even. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, damn power. didnt sleep much. slept at three or four and woke up at seven. went to ades condo. went swimming. the weather was damn good for sleeping! i "chut" pattern. took 169 instead of the usual bus 853. luckily the bus goes to yishun. the weather damn cold as it rained just now. we were prepared to jump down the water but i was reluctant to do so. the water DAMN cold. so i told them lets jump down together. counted 1 2 3 and guessed what? we all didnt jump. haha. jumped into the water after tt. was adjusting to the pools temperature but failed. awhile later, we went to jacuzzi. this time round, the water damn hot until i think can cook egg man! haha. soaked myself in the jacuzzi. then was not that hot anymore, was kinda warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward abit. played dota at some yishun lan shop. the system there is good. shld consider going there next time. moreover, price is cheap and reasonable. then proceeded to play basketball. woah. played for ard five hours. feeling real lethargic. fatigue is taking a toll on my body. can feel some muscles aching already. wore slippers to play basketball. in the end, gotten a few blisters on both legs. left the basketball court and gone to eat at chomp pang. missed a chance to taste the western food there. heard its nice. the fish and chips are real big, can compare to fish and cos one. price is obviously alot cheaper. too bad, dunno why shop didnt open tdy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop all writings here. damn tired. shall take a rest now! thats all for tdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvina: sure not. find for me. i want a girl who has a good character, sweet, loving, pretty, cute, and etc. not too much right? hahaha. okay find one then! xP definitely remember okay? maybe bday song i deliberately dun rmb only. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seok: zai right? haha. tweety rocks. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115747198827871568?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115747198827871568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115747198827871568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115747198827871568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115747198827871568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-went-to-watch-click-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115721058420241720</id><published>2006-09-02T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:23:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aba aba</title><content type='html'>was out for almost the entire day. damn tired. had steamboat with radon peeps. there was this someone who is insensitive and doesnt think before talking. cant stand it already. whatever she says is too straightforward. she really is getting on my nerves. dun really hate her but just wanna voice it out. in the midst of cooking the food, was rather amusing watching jackson and kaiwei disturbing one another. weiqi and suting can cook rather well cause i "kouped" most of the food from them. i only went to get the food and ice cream. nice seeing all of them after so long. reminisced about camp memories. all of us are still are so bonded even though we are busy with our stuffs. theres someone very persistent in organizing gatherings for us which is none other than suting. without her, there will be no gatherings. then left the place ard ten plus, rushed down to sentosa. "krunked". went home in the morning and slept till i-dunno-what-time. nothing beats sleeping on my tweety bird bed. =DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seok: mock lor. at most i cry onli. :( leave it to fate laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvina: where got? agustina had one already. dun tell me u like girls? haha. why dun u be the matchmaker okay? find one for me. xP your bday still long to go can? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuanting: sweetsssss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115721058420241720?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115721058420241720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115721058420241720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115721058420241720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115721058420241720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/09/aba-aba.html' title='aba aba'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115705137103039761</id><published>2006-09-01T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T03:37:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bday celebration</title><content type='html'>day before my bday, had a nice and sumptuous dinner with dad. had scallops with dunno-what-vegetables, tau-hu-with-mushrooms-and-some-other-kind-of-vegetables, pork ribs, and etc. longed to meet him since dunno when to update him about my personal and academic stuffs. very long didnt see him already. like ard 1/2 a month or more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucha nice weather tdy. was raining heavily and was still on my cosy bed until i received a msg from agustina! we all went to pri sch. met alvina and agustina and set off to our destination. some pri sch mates agreed to go and backed off last minute due to the rain. 3 of us chatted happily abt pri sch stuffs. rather entertaining. after tt went to grab a bite and agustina shocked me with a bday cake. reminised about the past and present for a few hours before i went to meet another grp of my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late. met up with seokying, ee siong, and chin rui. we went kbox at suntec! in the midst of singing some song after two hours, chin rui left the room and came back with a bday cake. i was stunned. guess what? bday cake was two pieces of abalone with a lit candle on it. hahaha. didnt expect seok to really come out with that idea cause i was just kidding with her on msn i wanted abalone for my bday. was rather fun and entertaining. singing and shouting out loud. joanna and siyun gave me a bday cake which i think it was from her kbox captain? lol. there was a cherry on it. i ate it and gave the stalk to bear. he wanted to show off that he could tie a knot using the cherry stick with his tongue. it was his first time trying and he succeeded. i heard tt those people can tie a knot using the cherry stick with his or her tongue are good kissers. true or false?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet the foc peeps for dinner. however, while i was playing pool with seok,bear, and cat, siyun called me and said they were having buffet already.  didnt wait for me so i went ahead to have dinner with seok,bear, and cat. haha. bear was damn high. he kept self entertaining himself and entertained us with a continuous lame joke. hahaha. after that we began to play some camp games and tell jokes which are either too cold or too lame. as the time was ard 1030, the shops were closing so we headed home together. in the train, bear still damn lame. danced infront of us. he can be high without alcohol. kept crapping in the train too. made us laughed man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres some ppl who called me and sang a bday song. lol. the first one who sang was siyun. when i was with agustina and alvina, i on loudspeaker and they heard her. hahaha. damn funny. alvina and agustina called me when i was in kbox and sang me bday song too. seok,bear, and cat sang too before cutting my abalone cake. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed tdy. had lotsa fun, joy, and laughter. (;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the wishes too, be it smses, friendster testimonials, or msn. too many to be named but u all know who u are! =DDD thanks eesiong and seok for the kbox treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvina: why mus faster get a new gf? haha. must first like a person right? u get a bf first then say! when ur bday is reaching, i will lose my voice. then no voice to sing bday song for u. xP juz kidding. dun worri. agustina and i will sing for u. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seok: so u proud of urself? keep saying same thing. haha. yeah i wont rush. dun worri. i will find one tt will last till forever okay? lol. yupps not that bad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopengyu: E) not too bad!        oei how to insert pictures? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-115705137103039761?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/115705137103039761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=115705137103039761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115705137103039761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/115705137103039761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/09/bday-celebration.html' title='bday celebration'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115682160701012349</id><published>2006-08-29T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:41:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>attachment is coming to an end. there's no appraisals and not even a report needs to be submitted? maybe there is one but last minute notice will be given again by this supervisor _r_n_ &lt;- fill in the blanks.. dun know whats with him. feel that he shld just quit his job. he isn't doing anything much by leaving us to die during this attachment period. at least, it's gonna end in a few days time. CHEERS! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few days time will be my birthday. hmm.. what i did last year? it was one of the best birthdays i ever had. someone special spent the day with me. she totally rocked my day. i was smiling like never before. friends whom i thought they would celebrate for me didnt even wish me. what a disappointment. the saying, "what are friends for?" is totally nonsense. some friends are totally not worth it. they just wanna make use of u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of that someone goes like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, my phone ringed and woke me up from my beauty sleep. was wondering who had the audacity to disturb me from my sleep. it was her! she called and her sweet, mesmerising, and clear voice said "heyy, happy birthday..im at ur door now!". was kinda excited and elated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately, i threw my phone on the bed and went to open the door. appearing infront of me was a young lady with a sweet looking face and a bubbly smile, wearing a beautifully designed dress and heels. went to prepare and we left my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we "mrt-ed" to somerset. collected her shoes at some i-forgot-the-name shop. after that, we had billy bombers. the brownie we shared was like.. wow! yi ren yi kou gan qing bu san. hahaha. sharing of brownie was damn nice and brownie was delicious too. then walked around. hands interlocking, her hand placed on mine and mine on hers. it felt like heaven, like the first time we held hands. she bought a shirt from mango which i think she looked hot in it. later, she got a shirt and a pair of slippers for me too. was rather sweet and nice of her. wanted to catch a movie but dun have the time slot we wanted. what a waste. guess we were not fated to watch a movie together on that day. but we practically spent the whole day together. unforgetable moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent her home and went to zouk with some friends at night. my first clubbing experience. just looking ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this memory is vividly etched in my mind, i can still remember the first day we gone out together was to catch a movie at amk jubilee. it was an usual day, i assumed we were going home together until u asked whether wana watch a movie. was rather dumb at that point of time. asked some radon friends along and luckily they weren't free as they were planning to catch a movie too. fated? when it's our turn to buy the tickets, we were fighting to pay for the movie tickets. the sharing of ur jacket during the show as the place was really cold. was shivering badly. treated her dinner after the movie as she paid for the movie tickets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets backtrack a little. the day where we sorta got together was at the esplanade. while waiting for the fireworks, we chatted. i was really tired but when she was with me, fatigue left my body. i was rejuvenated by ur smile, your cheerfulness, and everything bout her. later, watching those beautiful fireworks shooting up the sky in different colours and patterns. i hoped the fireworks wouldn't end so fast. the sky was exceptionally gorgeous filled with fireworks. left the place and took the bus home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things wouldnt be the same anymore. whenever i see her, my heart feels upset. just like the shattering of glass. missed her smile, holding hands with her, her hugs and kisses, the daily smses and phone calls, travelling to school and back home with her, and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish your loved ones, it's useless crying over spilt milk when he or she is gone from your side. learn to treasure him or her! every hour, minute, second matters in life. do not wait till the last minute to express out how you feel and care for that person. hurry and tell her. remember to treat her well. actions speak louder than words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doko ni yukebaii anata to hanarete&lt;br /&gt;ima wa sugisatta toki ni toikakete&lt;br /&gt;nagasugita yoru ni tabidachi wo yume mita&lt;br /&gt;ikoku no sora mitsumete kodoku wo dakishimeta&lt;br /&gt;nagareru namida wo toki no kaze ni kasanete&lt;br /&gt;owaranai anata no toiki wo kanjite&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONELINESS YOUR SILENT WHISPER&lt;br /&gt;FILLS A RIVER OF TEARS&lt;br /&gt;THROUGH THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY YOU NEVER LET ME CRY&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU, YOU NEVER SAID GOOD-BYE&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES OUR TEARS BLINDED THE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;WE LOST OUR DREAMS ALONG THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;BUT I NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D TRADE YOUR SOUL TO THE FATES&lt;br /&gt;NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D LEAVE ME ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME THROUGH THE RAIN HAS SET ME FREE&lt;br /&gt;SANDS OF TIME WILL KEEP YOUR MEMORY&lt;br /&gt;LOVE EVERLASTING FADES AWAY&lt;br /&gt;ALIVE WITHIN YOUR BEATLESS HEART&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagareru namida wo toki no kaze ni kasanete&lt;br /&gt;owaranai kanashimi wo aoi bara ni kaete&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;nagareru namida wo toki no kaze ni kasanete&lt;br /&gt;owaranai anata wo toiki wo kanjite&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have told me everything&lt;br /&gt;You would have found what love is&lt;br /&gt;If you could have told me what was on your mind&lt;br /&gt;I would have shown you the way&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna be older than you&lt;br /&gt;I've never thought beyond that time&lt;br /&gt;I've never imagined the pictures of that life&lt;br /&gt;For now I will try to live for you and for me&lt;br /&gt;I will try to live with love, with dreams,&lt;br /&gt;and forever with tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-115588434546745401</id><published>2006-08-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T09:53:27.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some random thoughts</title><content type='html'>who is a true friend to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you obtained answers to those questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are your true friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are the closest people in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some will say they have many, a few, or probably none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably in life, you will have a few but that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one does not need to have so many friends, just needa have a reasonable amount of friends will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word friends is very superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many categories of friends, hi-bye friends, acquaintances, normal friends, and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see those people in your friendster/msn list, how many of them you actually talk to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's understood, friends come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will be always there for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's none other than your parents, some close friends, and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the closest to you will be your parents. most people are selfish and backstab, just that they haven shown you their true colours. time will reveal the sheep in wolf's clothings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not assume your family will help you when youre in trouble. for example, almost all of your relatives on your mother's side are fuckers, misers and hypocrites. during chinese new year where everyone gathers, gets red packets, and gambles, the money inside the red packets is ard six bucks. also, they influence children to gamble, just to cheat the child's money. most of them smile to you and talk back behind your back without you knowing. there's also one who gives fifty bucks in the red packet and tells you straight in the face. it should be given willingly. the meaning of giving out red packets during chinese new year is gone. by the way, all the relatives on mother's side are earning above-average-salaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, relatives on father's side are totally different. they are kind hearted people. whenever you need help, they will help you although the family seldom meets and communicates with one another. unity is there. although they are not rich, they just give willingly. when theres a problem, all will come and solve it together. money is never an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a quote, blood is always thicker than water. half of it is true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are your closest people in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in the same apartment with you for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were the ones who taught you how to survive and fend for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were the ones who gone through teenage years with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were the ones who taught you how to love and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the ones who are always there for you, and gives you unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt alot from them and they are my best parents/best friends for life although i always quarrel with them and seldom communicate with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love them. i know they wont see this post as they are computer illiterates but i still wanna type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think you have someone who has been around you for many years, taking care of you and going through life with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is like the sun coming out of the clouds and warming your soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i got to do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;what have i got to do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;what do i do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;and i wake to find that youre not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i do to make you want me&lt;br /&gt;what have i got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;what do I say when it's all over&lt;br /&gt;and sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;it's a sad, sad situation&lt;br /&gt;and it's getting more and more absurd&lt;br /&gt;it's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;why can't we talk it over&lt;br /&gt;oh it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;that sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;When sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28514602.post-115336055146331728</id><published>2006-07-20T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T10:02:32.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kbox</title><content type='html'>some day after work. went out wif my long-time-never-meet-good-friends.&lt;br /&gt;met up with limeesiong first. damn. hes still as good looking as before. mwhaha. chongseokying got stucked due to traffic jam. she shld take train can. shes always late. tsk. typical girls. haha. nvm. used to it. guys mus always wait for girls. went to curb our hunger first at the foodcourt at the ground level of cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went to sing songs at kbox. kbox system damn lousy but cheap. the microphone had a minor problem at first. stupid irritating buzzing sound. haha. paid ard fifteen bucks per person. free two drinks and ordered my one of my fav drinks which is ice lemon tea. by right we can only sing for three hours. by left we sang for ard four hours. will explain in the back part why four hours. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. damn. chongseokying as known as bubblepaw, she can sing damn well. future superstar siah. haha. sing like pop queen. however me and limeesiong aka hopengyu or bear can scream okay. that day i was sick, got a sore throat and still could scream. haha. we rocked the whole kbox. song sang was its my life by bon jovi. we screamed not once but thrice. hahaha. darn hilarious i tell u. stomach suddenly got six packs. i kept luffing at bear, luffed till cannot breathe, cannot sing, cannot sit still, and stomach damn pain. bear damn funny. hahaha. he acted ahbeng and made himself looked stupid. imagine pronouncing tommy and gina, "TOMMY AND GIN NA". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted la. wanted to challenge pool wif him but no time alrdy. haha. gotta catch the train back home. then the next song, all the small things by blink182. one of the kbox staff came in and gave us the bill. suddenly bear shouted "ALL THE SMALL THINGS!". the staff got scared like mad la. hahaha. that guy suddenly jerked and looked at bear. damn. we kept giggling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposingly we could only sing for three hours, from seven pm to ten pm. they didnt chase us out so we stayed inside and sang for another hour. haha. we kept changing songs. has been such a long time since i laughed like mad already. damn fun. wad a waste that cat didnt join us. he went overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skies are dark it's time for rain&lt;br /&gt;Final call you board the train&lt;br /&gt;Heading for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I wave goodbye to yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the tears you hide your face&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling like before&lt;br /&gt;When baby, you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you're not leaving&lt;br /&gt;Say you changed your mind now&lt;br /&gt;That I am only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That this is not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is starting over&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;So say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten to five atleast we tried&lt;br /&gt;We're still alive but hope just died&lt;br /&gt;As they close the door behind you&lt;br /&gt;Whistle blows and tons of steel&lt;br /&gt;Shake the ground beneath the wheels&lt;br /&gt;As I wish I never found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Will I be strong enough to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles and miles to go before I can say,&lt;br /&gt;Before I can lay my love for you to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling oh&lt;br /&gt;I got miles and miles to go&lt;br /&gt;Before anyone will ever hear&lt;br /&gt;Me laugh again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-114995144988484847</id><published>2006-06-10T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:33:02.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attachment life</title><content type='html'>I have been doing nothing much recently. Attachment at Wincor Nixdorf, some international IT german company. A rather dull and boring life. Five days a week and eight thirty to six. For your information, my company is located opposite old victoria school or the new geylang methodist secondary school. I'm attached there for quite some time already, around three months. There's still a long way to go, approximately another three months or less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been slacking as there's nothing to be done currently. Blog hopping, blogging,  surfing Internet, and reading story books. Company has very strict rules, one of them is no games allowed not even solitare. Playing games in company is definitely a no-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss school. School rocks. At least one can skip or sleep in lectures and tutorials, rather than forcing yourself to stay awake in the company. Coffee and tea are my best companions. I'm paid two bucks daily, isn't that great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seekweetanmaybelin&lt;/strong&gt;: haha. maybe some know bout my blog. just too shy to tag on my blog. i never tell others that my blog is back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yasin&lt;/strong&gt;: haha. secret what. for myself and some close friends to see only. ask the password frm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seok&lt;/strong&gt;: whahah. update ur blog laa. basket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-114995144988484847?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/114995144988484847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=114995144988484847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/114995144988484847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/114995144988484847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/06/attachment-life.html' title='attachment life'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-114895662853696460</id><published>2006-05-30T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:38:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restricted Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ibern.wordpress.com"&gt;Restricted Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-114895662853696460?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/114895662853696460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=114895662853696460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/114895662853696460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/114895662853696460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/05/restricted-post.html' title='Restricted Post'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-114887239238441937</id><published>2006-05-29T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:13:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring day</title><content type='html'>Slept for barely one hour before I went to floorball training. Had training as usual, runs, passes, drills, and games. Somehow, I don't feel tired at all when playing floorball. Perhaps, I showered before going training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I rushed down to meet Siyun and company for lunch. Basically, the FOC people. Reached Bedok and to my horror, they finished eating already. Was asked to takeaway food there but I refused. Decided to go ECP to eat instead as we could meet the others there and I could have lunch too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycled at ECP. Due to my playfulness, my bicycle collided with Siyun's one and she fell. Was feeling rather guilty and kept apologising to her. Really sorry to make her hands injured because she landed on the ground with her hands. It's like two big, ugly and round bruises on her palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt accomplished after cycling as all of us cycled from one end to the other and back. It was a long, arduous and exhausting journey to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, fatigue took its toll on me when we were having dinner. Had KFC for dinner. Played pool and wasn't feeling right. Shot many balls but most balls didn't go in. Was extremely off form. Not my usual self. Had a small talk with the guys on some stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to Mccafe to chill. Apparently, I was quiet and dozing off at times. Then, Home Sweet Home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did &lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery &lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did &lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard &lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way &lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out &lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry &lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake, a smile, a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life &lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break &lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die &lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Every night in your sleep &lt;br /&gt;I was so young &lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me &lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else &lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain &lt;br /&gt;And now I cry &lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest just to forget everything &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28514602-114887239238441937?l=ibern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/feeds/114887239238441937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28514602&amp;postID=114887239238441937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/114887239238441937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28514602/posts/default/114887239238441937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ibern.blogspot.com/2006/05/tiring-day.html' title='Tiring day'/><author><name>ibern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15075298896189196731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28514602.post-114879615800472564</id><published>2006-05-28T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:02:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When the visions around you, bring tears to your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And all that surrounds you are secret and lies &lt;br /&gt;I'll be your strength, I'll give you hope &lt;br /&gt;Keeping your faith when it's gone &lt;br /&gt;The one you should call &lt;br /&gt;Was standing here all along... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will take you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;And hold you right where you belong &lt;br /&gt;Till the day my life is through &lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You..This I Promise You... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you forever in lifetimes before &lt;br /&gt;And I promise you never will you hurt anymore &lt;br /&gt;I give you my word, I give you my heart &lt;br /&gt;This is a battle we've won &lt;br /&gt;And with this vow &lt;br /&gt;Forever has now begun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes each lovin' day &lt;br /&gt;And know this feeling won't go away &lt;br /&gt;Till the day my life is through &lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You &lt;br /&gt;This I Promise You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I fall &lt;br /&gt;When I hear you call &lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life, baby &lt;br /&gt;I just wouldn't be livin' at all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every word i say is true, this I promise you &lt;br /&gt;I promise you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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