<?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-12239901</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:49:58.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.isa</title><subtitle type='html'>I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3499484735382053777</id><published>2007-06-30T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:49:31.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Change of blog add.  Please update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now @ &lt;a href="http://millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com"&gt;millionfuckingtimes.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3499484735382053777?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3499484735382053777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3499484735382053777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3499484735382053777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3499484735382053777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/change-of-blog-add.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8930182943538952523</id><published>2007-06-18T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:39:39.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just watched Bridge to Terabithia. It sooooo sad.  I swear, if I were my mom, I'd be crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8930182943538952523?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8930182943538952523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8930182943538952523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8930182943538952523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8930182943538952523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-just-watched-bridge-to-terabithia.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-807216785644150222</id><published>2007-06-15T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T06:44:44.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just watched some blasphemy by some bitch.  Hope she gets screwed by a goat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-807216785644150222?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/807216785644150222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=807216785644150222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/807216785644150222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/807216785644150222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-just-watched-some-blasphemy-by-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8350636191020431632</id><published>2007-06-15T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:59:29.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RnGBnJaJhWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l6P9J3JJFtg/s1600-h/SBT8501P_0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075980764563735906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RnGBnJaJhWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l6P9J3JJFtg/s400/SBT8501P_0b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna buy this car. I'm sooo gonna buy this car. Arghhhh dammit...! I need about $100K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8350636191020431632?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8350636191020431632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8350636191020431632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8350636191020431632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8350636191020431632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-gonna-buy-this-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RnGBnJaJhWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l6P9J3JJFtg/s72-c/SBT8501P_0b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4600455763452102454</id><published>2007-06-13T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T04:59:00.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Give me a chance, will you please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4600455763452102454?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4600455763452102454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4600455763452102454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4600455763452102454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4600455763452102454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/give-me-chance-will-you-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6556955660816890108</id><published>2007-06-12T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T05:13:34.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was Sing Ho's B'day yesterday.  We did this and that for him.  He didn't want anything big.  As he says it, every birthday acts as a reminder of you being a year closer to you death.  Haha, bloody pessimist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd stayed over at Far East Deluxe Suite a couple of days ago.  Check out the place here&lt;a href="http://www.fareastsvcapts.com.sg/fe-gallery.asp"&gt;(link)&lt;/a&gt;. We were in the 3 Bedroom suite for a day.  Basically more of a rest and relax trip for the gang.  So Eric's 20, Sing Ho's 19, and in January, when it comes around again, I'll be 21.  Bloody damn hell.  That makes me an adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm currenly hooked on to Adia by Sarah McLachlan.  There's so much meaning to the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6556955660816890108?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6556955660816890108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6556955660816890108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6556955660816890108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6556955660816890108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-was-sing-hos-bday-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7087120614776937035</id><published>2007-06-07T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:24:05.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tre Cool still rocks.  Term Tests suck-still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7087120614776937035?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7087120614776937035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7087120614776937035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7087120614776937035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7087120614776937035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/tre-cool-still-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2443254963269803689</id><published>2007-06-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T15:50:08.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Eric's birthday today.  You're finally 20, old fuck!  Aww, I'm a tad bit older (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got POM on Monday. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I'm just way toooo lazy to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2443254963269803689?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2443254963269803689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2443254963269803689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2443254963269803689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2443254963269803689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-erics-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-897462739468627302</id><published>2007-05-31T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:52:05.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Powerhouse @ St.James Powerstation. Not bad. The place was big BUT, the space wasnt utilised well. Sad. Music was good, the bunch I was with was fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....I'm so hating my sister now. She bought a bloody MacBook. Just because her Fujitsu Notebook couldn't connect to the net. Annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl5-RE62LCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e5y4U9ZNBew/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070629062309194786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl5-RE62LCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e5y4U9ZNBew/s400/DSC01349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl59o062LBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8xY6_M8JA8c/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070628370819460114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl59o062LBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8xY6_M8JA8c/s400/DSC01347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl59I062LAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C9bjG3uOz4k/s1600-h/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070627821063646210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl59I062LAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C9bjG3uOz4k/s400/DSC01345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-897462739468627302?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/897462739468627302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=897462739468627302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/897462739468627302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/897462739468627302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-powerhouse-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rl5-RE62LCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e5y4U9ZNBew/s72-c/DSC01349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3662337189350268268</id><published>2007-05-30T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:02:09.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's going back to Malaysia evening today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss her lots and lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3662337189350268268?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3662337189350268268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3662337189350268268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3662337189350268268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3662337189350268268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/grandmas-going-back-to-malaysia-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2680137781233929130</id><published>2007-05-29T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T03:12:04.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>non-repudiation</title><content type='html'>Google this term...or just click the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&amp;q=non-repudiation&amp;amp;meta="&gt;non-repudiation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look and read the first entry. Don't click the link. Read the excerpt off Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Di.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think almost every Year 3 student taking ECSA knows about it by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2680137781233929130?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2680137781233929130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2680137781233929130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2680137781233929130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2680137781233929130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/non-repudiation.html' title='non-repudiation'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3389347259001730656</id><published>2007-05-27T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:40:09.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm kinda pretty and pretty damn smart&lt;br /&gt;i like romantic things like music and art&lt;br /&gt;and as you know i have a gigantic heart&lt;br /&gt;but I don't have a job or a &lt;em&gt;girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck, it sucks to be me&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be me&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from It Sucks to be Me - Avenue Q, The Musical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3389347259001730656?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3389347259001730656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3389347259001730656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3389347259001730656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3389347259001730656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-kinda-pretty-and-pretty-damn-smart-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4671955513343210337</id><published>2007-05-24T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T17:58:47.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drublair.com/comersus/store/workshops/tica.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.drublair.com/comersus/store/workshops/tica.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4671955513343210337?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4671955513343210337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4671955513343210337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4671955513343210337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4671955513343210337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4660947659599217421</id><published>2007-05-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:14:34.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went ghost hunting with the guys yesterday.  Damn fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 of us went to the old site of the Singapore Japanese School.  Established 1935.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was midnight, we reached the foot of the hill leading an eerie, forested path up to the school.  Ten of us, what could possibly happen, right?  The  entrance warned us with the words, "Welcome to Hell"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In with our torches and light sticks, talking to one another to drown our fears a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entered almost every room we could find.  Investigated how the things inside were of any relation to its past history.   Some had, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History behind this being, every living soul in that school was murdered one fine day, and their blood fills the walls up to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seemed so from what we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who listened carefully heard a soft female voice humming to the tunes from a piano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4660947659599217421?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4660947659599217421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4660947659599217421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4660947659599217421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4660947659599217421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-ghost-hunting-with-guys-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8951547709008629010</id><published>2007-05-16T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T12:09:13.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am stressed.  Way, way stressed.  To the point that I hallucinate about the events when I stare into blank space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From school, to home, to friends and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to school neither do I want to go home.  Suicide crossed my mind for about 2 seconds.  It's disappeared, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm foolish, yes I'm stupid...but this is still too much to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8951547709008629010?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8951547709008629010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8951547709008629010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8951547709008629010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8951547709008629010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3506724615069508835</id><published>2007-05-13T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T04:51:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Assume today is stilll yesterday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days have been both heaven and hell for me.  Happy being with my friends, and hell at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Swensen's with Eric yesterday.  Food was awesome.  Really good. Loved the Ice Cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Palms @ Singapore Swimming Club today for lunch with Eric, Aisam and Sarah Ann.  Food was great as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sarah bought this really cool heart-shaped chocolate shell with Rocher inside.  It was so addictive thanks to the super creamy Verona chocolate it was made of.  Yummeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric had invited the whole gang to his house, and we were definitely up to no good again. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3506724615069508835?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3506724615069508835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3506724615069508835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3506724615069508835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3506724615069508835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/05/assume-today-is-stilll-yesterday-past-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1263953771280555974</id><published>2007-04-25T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:44:53.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneak Peek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is the TPBP website I've been working on.  Almost completed now.  IDAAaahhh! Where did you disappear to?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love CSS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1263953771280555974?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1263953771280555974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1263953771280555974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1263953771280555974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1263953771280555974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/04/sneak-peek-this-is-tpbp-website-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3539915061193526315</id><published>2007-04-25T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:32:45.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They fired me. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3539915061193526315?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3539915061193526315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3539915061193526315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3539915061193526315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3539915061193526315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/04/they-fired-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-141909997770447384</id><published>2007-04-25T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:45:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My timetable went from "Hell Yeah" to "Go to hell and screw a llama while you're at it". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 4 hour break tomorrow.  Retarded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for A Midsummer Night's Dream @ Fort Canning Park.  On top of that I also want to go for Short &amp; Sweet Singapore - Top 20 Plays @ NAFA and lastly Blithe Spirit @ Drama Centre Theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, I WILL be broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-141909997770447384?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/141909997770447384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=141909997770447384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/141909997770447384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/141909997770447384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-timetable-went-from-hell-yeah-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1117978618061581948</id><published>2007-04-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:47:19.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've missed work for the past 3 days and I'm probably gonna miss it again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL get fired - soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want to get fired.  I'm not happy with a few things that are going on at work.  I don't feel like seeing some people. I don't feel like answering to them why I've not been at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be weird if I were to go back there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick today.  I can't be bothered to go to the Doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts Monday.  Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1117978618061581948?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1117978618061581948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1117978618061581948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1117978618061581948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1117978618061581948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-missed-work-for-past-3-days-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6088612886539638846</id><published>2007-04-18T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:20:09.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>I went fishing with Eric, his dad, Sing Ho and Farah after I'd finished work.  Went to Changi to fish.  The night was so nice and peaceful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about beginners luck.  Just now was the first time I ever held a fishing rod to cast a line.  The moment the bait hit the water, a fish bit.  Like whoah.  Though it was small.  It took me like 2 seconds to get a fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back at 2am.  We all had things to do next morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've been back since hours ago.  I haven't been able to sleep courtesy of cousin's retarded friends who call him a few hundred times late at night.  The fecking phone is constantly ringing.  Like please, you may not be sleeping but others are.  My cousin is totally pissing me off to the core.  For so many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I so hate it when someone else lays down on my bed.   I like my bed fresh and knowing that someone else has been on it just disgusts me.  ...guess who was on my bed when I returned.  No prizes here.  HARLOW, at least if gonna dump yourself on my bed, take a fucking shower. Arghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mother fecking messes up my room.  His clothes occupy half my cupboard.  His stuff are on my desk, shelf and floor.  He switches off the air-conditioning in the middle of night because he feels cold.  Fuck, please DO give a damn about me, sweet cousin of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raids the gummies from my fridge, he uses my clothes, my deodorant, shaves in my room, refuses to clean my shaver after he uses it, used my fucking design book to clip his nails on, HE TAKES THE KEY FROM THE CUPBOARD AND MOTHER FUCKING OPENS MY ROOM DOOR WHEN I LOCK IT!  WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is 22 years old.  He is old enough to think.  Fuck, it's called courtesy.  You are a fucking guest - though you come to my house 3-4 times a weeks as and when you like.  This is not a halfway house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Melanie would say, "Bastard Child you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6088612886539638846?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6088612886539638846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6088612886539638846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6088612886539638846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6088612886539638846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/04/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1508608703540926379</id><published>2007-04-13T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:50:49.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rh7s0KFh_DI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pZulWZoPIy8/s1600-h/IMG_0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rh7s0KFh_DI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pZulWZoPIy8/s400/IMG_0510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052736212761181234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my class. Awww. They're all so nice, weird, annoying, loving, multiracial, fun....way too many words to describe them.  Anyway, this was the class chalet we had recently at the SAF Yacht Club Bungalow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99% of the chalet was fun, the 1% where someone abused his/her state of mind wasn't.  That pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have every right to write this in my blog because, it is MY blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1508608703540926379?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1508608703540926379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1508608703540926379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1508608703540926379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1508608703540926379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Rh7s0KFh_DI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pZulWZoPIy8/s72-c/IMG_0510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4159132825485568203</id><published>2007-03-30T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:11:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did rather badly last semester.  Though I do not have(and never had) any supp papers, my GPA plunged way over the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is getting boring these days.  The modules get tougher every semester.  It makes me wonder why I'm I pursuing this Diploma sometimes.  Though I like programming and computers generally, I find that IT should be more of a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Aisam just called. Going out now.  Cheers! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4159132825485568203?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4159132825485568203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4159132825485568203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4159132825485568203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4159132825485568203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-did-rather-badly-last-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1473213134907268194</id><published>2007-03-27T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:09:18.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ISA WILL NOT SCREW UP NEXT SEMESTER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Rules(for success):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pay Attention&lt;br /&gt;2. Organise&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't procrastinate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1473213134907268194?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1473213134907268194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1473213134907268194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1473213134907268194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1473213134907268194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/isa-will-not-screw-up-next-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7881772564396170019</id><published>2007-03-11T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T06:57:14.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, check out the music video for, "I'm So Sick" by Flyleaf.  She's insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For something less insane but fun, go scout around for "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne and "High School Never Ends" by Bowling For Soup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7881772564396170019?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7881772564396170019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7881772564396170019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7881772564396170019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7881772564396170019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/guys-check-out-music-video-for-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4783160786091073429</id><published>2007-03-09T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:01:53.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Excited! Going for The Phantom of the Opera with Mom and Sis on Friday night!  It's been a bloody long count down for me.  2 weeks will be quite short taking that Mom booked the tix more than a month or two ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love these plays, musicals, band concerts etc.  Let me reach back into that brain of mine and recall what I've been for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;VS English Night(Play)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VS Musical Night(Musical)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VS Band Concert(Band)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TJC Mardi Gras(Musical)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SRJC Evening of Hearts(Series of Plays and Musicals)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siglap Sec Concert (Concert)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PRCS Concert (Concert)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VJC Not So Silent Night (Band)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SAJC Band Concert (Band)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MJC Band Concert (Band)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roman Tam &amp; The 3 Bears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boeing Boeing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dim Sum Dollies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inpenjarament&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Othello &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twelfth Night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What Big Bombs You Have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Twist of Fate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Probably alot more which I currently can't think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sorry Amanda, I won't be able to go for The Phantom of the Opera with you.  Maybe we could go for a local play instead?  Titioudao and Blithe Spirit look good.  We can call Ruzaini and Ms.T along.  It'll be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4783160786091073429?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4783160786091073429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4783160786091073429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4783160786091073429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4783160786091073429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/excited-going-for-phantom-of-opera-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8485115344058485741</id><published>2007-03-07T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T04:59:05.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays aren't that bad after all.  Aisam drove Eric, Amos and myself around.  Enjoyed ourselves for a few hours.  In the end we were back at downtown as usual to meet Brina and May.  We ALWAYS end up at downtown somehow.  Can't imagine when Aisam enlists in April, I'll be rotting at home.  Holidays have been quite fun I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's back at /ignore mode, refusing to talk to me.  What's wrong with him!  Don't know and couldn't care less.  Passed the stage of giving a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very wonderful dream last night.  I was running away from this freaky circus when I met this girl.  I was so happy to see her.  I didn't know why.  When I woke up, I realised it was my friend Kirsten - who passed away at 15.  Love her lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8485115344058485741?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8485115344058485741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8485115344058485741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8485115344058485741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8485115344058485741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/holidays-arent-that-bad-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-9149233990256085500</id><published>2007-03-04T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:46:55.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally finished creating a new skin.  Spent hours on this one.  Main template photo by &lt;em&gt;i-bleed-ink.  &lt;/em&gt;You can see her beautiful gallery &lt;a href="http://i-bleed-ink.deviantart.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It was bloody annoying to come out with a table design using that photo.  But nevertheless, it paid off.  I am VERY happy with the template.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-9149233990256085500?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/9149233990256085500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=9149233990256085500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/9149233990256085500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/9149233990256085500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-finished-creating-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2713911304660226660</id><published>2007-03-04T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T01:39:10.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muhammad Effendi bin Mahmud, could I please have my rollerblades back?  I want to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are so boring, so I want to rollerblade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2713911304660226660?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2713911304660226660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2713911304660226660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2713911304660226660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2713911304660226660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/muhammad-effendi-bin-mahmud-could-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-462981802037056603</id><published>2007-03-03T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T03:17:57.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom</title><content type='html'>I love my mom though she scares the shit out of me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she doesn't like me clubbing, going out to late, getting my bike license etc, etc..but, she is the best mom, in my opinion, anyone could ever have. She loves me. There is no favouritism among the siblings and she gives me a hell lot of flexibility. To hell, if she refuses to give me an allowance since I've started working. I don't really care. I guess that's how she teaches me to be more independent though I am currenly failing badly at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, once in a while she nags at me when I've really crossed the line. Even that, we usually end up laughing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she is just being very concerned because she can't really monitor what I do. After all, she only gets to see me when she leaves for work in the morning and on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to make her happy, I will quit doing all these things she disapproves and might disappoint her. No more things like clubbing and whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Mom and I don't think I will ever be able to love her more that she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to disappoint her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my job back. Thank god and my manager for that. They terminated me for ponning work one-too-many times. I was practically begging my manager just now. I will not ponn work without a valid reason anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ikea and Courts just now with Alvin and Effendi. The one at Tampines. They're bloody huge la. It is so freaking gay to enter Ikea with guy friends. It looks like as though we live together and are looking to renovate our place. Anyway, Courts was so fun. Played around with the cameras, phones, Mp3 players. Even sat for some time playing the Burnout demo on the Xbox 360 there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Eric an gang at Downtown East to hang out after that. Alvin came along and he kinda looked bored. Poor boy. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-462981802037056603?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/462981802037056603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=462981802037056603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/462981802037056603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/462981802037056603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/mom.html' title='Mom'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4525938981416550595</id><published>2007-03-02T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T12:50:52.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crazy day yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Sheesha with Di and Effendi at Arab street.  We all finally came together at the place at noon thanks to some people being late. (=  Had some Arab drinks and food there.  Idled around at Bugis after that before I went to meet Alvin at Saffrons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went clubbing at Double O after that with Hajar, Melanie, Elina, Alvin and Faris. &lt;br /&gt;Didn't bring my camera so no photos today, sadly.  Enjoyed myself and was finally back at 4.30am.  Super tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my mom's friend saw me there and just had to be a bloody Singtel satellite and broadcast it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't afford this lifestyle.  Blew $100 yesterday.  Terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4525938981416550595?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4525938981416550595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4525938981416550595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4525938981416550595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4525938981416550595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/03/crazy-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4986591928628991251</id><published>2007-02-25T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:53:38.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCgRcUBArI/AAAAAAAAADA/mzt_u0qyKpY/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCgRcUBArI/AAAAAAAAADA/mzt_u0qyKpY/s320/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035200604918579890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCgi8UBAsI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZNixLYO8ikg/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCgi8UBAsI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZNixLYO8ikg/s320/DSC01098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035200905566290626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCg9sUBAtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2bjNS9GHTOc/s1600-h/DSC01103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCg9sUBAtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2bjNS9GHTOc/s320/DSC01103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035201365127791314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem with smiling. I know.  It has to come naturally or else it turns out retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Eurasian Association for Retro Night.  It was quite an experience watching people there dancing to the sounds of Saturday Night Fever and things along that line.  Got to know a few people there, young and old and even met Melanie's Dad there.  I sooooooo can't dance Retro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY anyway,  went home thinking I could rest and there my cousin was on my bed.  Irritating-ness.  Had some idle chatter with him before he started squeezing some stupid eye cream from a tube and slapped it on my neck.  Boy, all hell broke loose.  I took all the shit I could get my hands on and messed his whole face and got back a hell lot in return as well.  Face cream, hair wax, hair gel, styling mousse, Vicks Vapour-rub, UHU glu stick, etc.  We finally stopped when I threatened to staple his butt with a super-sized stapler.  Thank god for that or we might have broke the rules we set earlier, which was to stay off the Zippo fluid and Tabasco sauce.  He's like 22 and I'm 20.  For once, we felt a decade younger.  Missed those times when we did that on almost a daily basis a long, long time ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4986591928628991251?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4986591928628991251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4986591928628991251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4986591928628991251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4986591928628991251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-problem-with-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/ReCgRcUBArI/AAAAAAAAADA/mzt_u0qyKpY/s72-c/DSC01095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8803975244251534392</id><published>2007-02-23T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T05:14:29.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to study with Eric at Downtown East Macs. Could finally do some SERIOUS studying.  Covered quite alot.  Though not enough - apparently.  It came to a point where I was annoyed looking at THIS CERTAIN TOPIC when Faris and Natasha appeared out of nowhere to spare me half an hour's worth of a chat.  Well, poor Natasha.  I forgot her name.  I tried to remember and got it wrong sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dahlia right?" *biggest smile ever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More studying after that basically.  All the way till 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wake up at 9am to study.  My paper is at 2.30pm - I think?  Well, I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nadya, I'm so sorry I've not been able to see you recently.  I hope you understand.  Will see you this weekend ya? About the other day...I so very, extremely sorry and I promise not to go clubbing without letting you know first, OKAY? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8803975244251534392?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8803975244251534392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8803975244251534392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8803975244251534392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8803975244251534392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/02/went-to-study-with-eric-at-downtown.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6323597716401655138</id><published>2007-02-19T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:11:40.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucking hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my fucking phone. AGAIN! Arghh! I'm so pissed.  I've lost ALL my contacts - AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to that, my FUCKING notebook can't start up due to some motherfucking hardware problem. FUCK SONY! It's the millionth time this has happened.  I'm so bloody pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck karma, ok Di.  I haven't done anything bad lately.  Karma just hates me.  It's trying to bring me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6323597716401655138?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6323597716401655138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6323597716401655138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6323597716401655138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6323597716401655138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/02/fucking-hell-i-lost-my-fucking-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3881997180644081926</id><published>2007-02-16T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:35:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came home from school and went to my cousin Wafa's house to collect some Briyani she made. So nice of her. I was so jealous of how close they are still to the Arab culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived there, I heard a very nice Arabic/Spanish song which I happened to recognise somehow. The song's title is "Henna". It's quite a hip Arab song. Asked her what her dad was doing in the kitchen with Sham and gave the biggest grin ever hearing her reply. "They're preparing the hookah". More commonly known as Shisha here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle finally left the kitchen followed by Sham. To my surprise, they were both wearing this Arab costume. Oh my. I think the culture in them is something they've had growing up. Sadly, I'm not like that. Sham wanted me to have a go at the home-prepared hookah. "Uncle Kadir's recipe", according to him. He was so glad when I gladly accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me mixed emotions. That of sadness and happiness looking at them. They lost their mother back when I was just Primary 6. Though it's been the longest time since their mother passed away, their dad never re-married. It so great to see how a single father who has to cope with his high flying job as a pilot can still love and nurture his kids so well when he is barely here with them in Singapore. I know very well that they do still keep in touch via video conferencing whilst their dad is overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're such a nice family. All so nice, polite, smart and at the same time funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to the song "Henna" which I heard &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94hAv3NOiCI"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3881997180644081926?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3881997180644081926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3881997180644081926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3881997180644081926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3881997180644081926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/02/came-home-from-school-and-went-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1860922257848681654</id><published>2007-02-10T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T18:56:09.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I've done recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;not slept for days doing assignments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tried to complete my assignment at Eliza's house with Effendi, Kenneth and the girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walked 1 round around Bedok Reservoir with Kenneth at 1opm and jumped off a freakingly high wall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;climbed over the school gate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cursing some bastard child&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not worked for a long time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got frustrated trying to call my friend on his birthday and eventually remembered that he's in camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to Summer Breeze to chill out with Aisam, Eric and Sarah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;annoyed vehicles by pressing the traffic light and not crossing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;flagged cabs and running away after they stopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1860922257848681654?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1860922257848681654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1860922257848681654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1860922257848681654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1860922257848681654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-ive-done-recently-not-slept-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-5827638874736128294</id><published>2007-02-06T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:23:45.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RcdZ33dOvAI/AAAAAAAAACs/E4lzs6hhwLc/s1600-h/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028086325296675842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RcdZ33dOvAI/AAAAAAAAACs/E4lzs6hhwLc/s400/DSC01073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year 2 just sucks. Screw PBL. I hate it. So terrible. I am on the verge of suicide and so are a few of my friends. Like this is terrible. I want to run away. Run away to Manhattan, get my cosy million dollar apartment with a BMW parked downstairs and just &lt;em&gt;relaxxx&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks, people suck, my health sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sneezed and coughed so much that my throat is hurting. SO MANY ASSIGNMENTS STILL! My parents are being annoying. This is such a terrible blog entry. So un-organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things that are decreasing in my life is the hours of sleep and my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet you. I wanna braid your hair like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to DXO with Mel, Hajar, Edwin, Salhan and his friends last Saturday. Only time I felt so free. Didn't think of my problems. So free!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-5827638874736128294?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/5827638874736128294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=5827638874736128294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/5827638874736128294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/5827638874736128294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/02/year-2-just-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RcdZ33dOvAI/AAAAAAAAACs/E4lzs6hhwLc/s72-c/DSC01073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1195022762537025077</id><published>2007-01-24T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T02:46:36.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RbZXQtHsgvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xxqEp0_Y9Lg/s1600-h/mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023298378879763186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RbZXQtHsgvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xxqEp0_Y9Lg/s400/mommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketched Mommy out.  This picture of course does not do justice to her looks in my opinion. She is so much more beautiful than this.  She looks sooo sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done in Derwent 4B pencils. Took 30 minutes to complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1195022762537025077?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1195022762537025077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1195022762537025077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1195022762537025077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1195022762537025077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/mommy.html' title='Mommy'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RbZXQtHsgvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xxqEp0_Y9Lg/s72-c/mommy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7890539832896576578</id><published>2007-01-23T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:29:03.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RbYbddHsguI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b3qxkOhRGlc/s1600-h/noflflks0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023232627225428706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RbYbddHsguI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b3qxkOhRGlc/s400/noflflks0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7890539832896576578?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7890539832896576578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7890539832896576578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7890539832896576578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7890539832896576578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/flash.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RbYbddHsguI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b3qxkOhRGlc/s72-c/noflflks0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6490398805390595745</id><published>2007-01-23T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:05:21.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft Challenge Cup</title><content type='html'>Participated in the Microsoft Challenge Cup(MCC). My team came in 5th out of 21 teams. Not too bad, I suppose. TP sent in 3 groups. We got 2nd, 5th and 6th. The rankings were something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - NUS&lt;br /&gt;2nd - TP&lt;br /&gt;3rd - NYP&lt;br /&gt;4th - SMU&lt;br /&gt;5th - TP&lt;br /&gt;6th - TP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not bad. 1st place winners took home a copy of Windows Vista Ultimate. Oooohhaaaa, I wanttt! Vista is not even released yet worldwide - not till end of January that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a certificate of participation. Damn, they printed wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Microsoft would like to congratulate Syed Isa Alhadad ....for having represented&lt;br /&gt;National University of Singapore in the Microsoft Challenge Cup.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It WOULD look nice framed on my wall but it's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day. Learned quite a few things about Microsoft technologies in the midst of preparing for the competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6490398805390595745?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6490398805390595745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6490398805390595745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6490398805390595745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6490398805390595745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/microsoft-challenge-cup.html' title='Microsoft Challenge Cup'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2997617073585598036</id><published>2007-01-19T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T02:33:08.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iShots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-9B6ivpGI/AAAAAAAAABU/2x6k1bHsC3U/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021439950133896290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-9B6ivpGI/AAAAAAAAABU/2x6k1bHsC3U/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-886ivpFI/AAAAAAAAABM/ctzMT5j0OR0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021439864234550354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-886ivpFI/AAAAAAAAABM/ctzMT5j0OR0/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-81aivpEI/AAAAAAAAABE/4tEczjhWtxA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021439735385531458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-81aivpEI/AAAAAAAAABE/4tEczjhWtxA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-8saivpDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xvQBua0hNQY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021439580766708786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-8saivpDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xvQBua0hNQY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iShots is a Major Project done by students of Temasek Polytechnic.  Di, Effendi and I decided to try it out.  Kinda cool actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2997617073585598036?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2997617073585598036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2997617073585598036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2997617073585598036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2997617073585598036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/ishots.html' title='iShots'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra-9B6ivpGI/AAAAAAAAABU/2x6k1bHsC3U/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1957886342168990357</id><published>2007-01-18T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:15:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelina Jolie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra5016ivpCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UMwrxYMBR7E/s1600-h/DSC00885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021079104161555490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra5016ivpCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UMwrxYMBR7E/s400/DSC00885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sketched using Creatacolor Monolith 6B pencils, 2 hr 30 minutes. Despite what you think, there is nothing wrong with the perspective and size of the left eye. Its just a bad camera angle while taking a photo of it to put it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I better go to sleep. Gotta meet Di at 7.30am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1957886342168990357?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1957886342168990357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1957886342168990357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1957886342168990357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1957886342168990357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/angelina-jolie.html' title='Angelina Jolie'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/Ra5016ivpCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UMwrxYMBR7E/s72-c/DSC00885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6222946008301490238</id><published>2007-01-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:24:08.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freehand Drawing</title><content type='html'>Freehand Drawing class was boring yet fun somehow. Boring cos we were not told what to do but fun observing my new teacher like an alien. Short old man whom I have no freaking idea what goes through his mind...like really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You should use fixative on your drawings. You know what's that?&lt;br /&gt;Class: Noooo&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You go to the bookshop and ask for fixative. Tell them I want fixative. F-X-E-T-V-E. No..no... F-I-X-A-T-I-V. *nods head*...yes fixative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel broke my favourite 6B lead brick pencil. Arghh Mellll!! Nevermind its ok. Now I have 2 of them just half the size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6222946008301490238?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6222946008301490238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6222946008301490238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6222946008301490238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6222946008301490238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/freehand-drawing.html' title='Freehand Drawing'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8816997987975190016</id><published>2007-01-13T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T05:12:18.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the -ties not the -teens anymore. A new league, 2 decades later. I feel old. Spent the first hours of it with my friend Aisam and later joined by Eric. I don't know, I feel sad today. Like, I feel like as though I won't be ALLOWED to fool around and be stupid anymore. I miss my friends a hell lot. Won't be able to meet them because of "N" stupid "S".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Di, in the morning for some Toastmasters thingy which I have no fucking idea why since they kicked me out. Probably gonna sit around in school and try to finish up the TP-BP site I started on just now. Yes Idah, I've started (= After which gonna meet Sofia(Edwin's sis) to help her out with a website she has to design for her NAFA portfolio if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead, I've got to be at the clubhouse ballroom by 8pm and I've got work at 8pm as well. If I don't go for my party, that is just wrong...if I don't go for work, I'll get fired. I've got 15 hours to settle that so, yea, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is flying off on Monday, ok, I guess I'll miss him. I've grown closer to him for the period he has been here. Been able to speak to him frequently whenever I see him. That's a very big improvement. I can see he is trying too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody should stop being a poser. Just stop trying to compete with me! Your ******* are so overrated. Come on, you rip it off ********** and combine things here and there and claim that they're your *******. Puh-lease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8816997987975190016?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8816997987975190016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8816997987975190016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8816997987975190016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8816997987975190016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-ties-not-teens-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3545359750481160086</id><published>2007-01-09T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T04:58:31.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so dead.  I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead. I'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;CSAD assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WBAT assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SWEN assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CMSK3 report&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TP-BP website&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;INTSC notice board&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 perspective drawings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A2 sketch of camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aini's java assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toastmasters namecards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toastmasters banner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Notebook fixed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean up room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study for Logistics test&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study for SWEN test next week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm screwed. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2h 15 minutes before I meet Di. I've still not slept.  APEL is at 8am. I have Need for Speed: Carbon in my notebook, which I am gonna put in a folder, of a folder, in a folder, of a folder, in a folder, of a folder....so that I won't play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, Syahril is enlisting for National Service today. GOD! That's so fast.  My friend whom I've know for 12 years, is enlisting. FUCK SCHOOL! I wanna go send him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST ALL MY FRIENDS ARE IN OR WILL BE IN NS  OR ARE IN UNI! Damn!  I'm gonna be so bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3545359750481160086?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3545359750481160086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3545359750481160086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3545359750481160086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3545359750481160086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7341980949909166628</id><published>2007-01-02T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T05:45:21.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend more time with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get into God's good books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year sucked for me.  My mom and sis probably enjoyed it more than me.  They went to Vivo city while I had my own mini countdown sitting on an office chair attending to some idiot ordering Macs. Yea.  My celebration only started after 2am. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RZmAhkYUclI/AAAAAAAAAAk/injbW5-1Qps/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RZmAhkYUclI/AAAAAAAAAAk/injbW5-1Qps/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015180974243476050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Year's Day 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7341980949909166628?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7341980949909166628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7341980949909166628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7341980949909166628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7341980949909166628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2007/01/resolutions-2007.html' title='Resolutions 2007'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RZmAhkYUclI/AAAAAAAAAAk/injbW5-1Qps/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8463532764703235709</id><published>2006-12-21T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:43:15.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johor</title><content type='html'>I returned from Johor yesterday. A hell lot of ups and downs.  My mind is still healing from what happened just now.  But that, later.  So many things happened to us which was almost like a sign to warn us we're not meant to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, on day 1, my friend dislocated his knee in a bike accident 5 minutes from reaching Edwin's house in Johor.  I was supposed to join them there but I couldn't go because my passport expired.  So I ended up meeting them on the second day.  Effendi, misplaced his passport and the trip was delayed.  We felt uneasy with certain things going on in the house and related back to all the incidents mentioned.  Maybe we weren't meant to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the things going on, we tried our best to enjoy ourselves which included things like playing some weird version of Bingo, Sheesha-ing, riding Melissa's bike, creating our own animal porno puppet show, the idle chatter we all had till late at night, the food, going out shopping.....some other things we rather not mention.  As we say, whatever happens in Johor, stays in Johor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fined $209.35 on my way back.  Fuck.  I brought in a pack of cigarettes for a friend of mine to give him as a gift and got caught.  Was sent in to do a body search and had my bag rummaged by the customs officer.  Tough luck.  Paid the $209.35 courtesy of Effendi.  Had to borrow.  It was either that of I'd be locked up in the temporary cell at the customs.  I swear I was nervous every second waiting for things to be settled.  That's like 2 days of my pay gone once I return it to Effendi.  Bloody hell.  Still can't accept the fact I got fined.  The only other time I got fined was for speaking English during Mother tongue.  I can't help it, my Malay language sucks big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me dumb for bringing that pack in but yea, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided.  I want to repent from all these sins I've been committing.  I'm starting from now.  Ask Di, he'll tell you how bad my luck is.  It's probably god's way of telling me that it's time to change.  A hell lot of things have happened to me since I stepped into a Polytechnic.  I want them to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that secret I have.  I've decided against it.  I hope it's the right decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8463532764703235709?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8463532764703235709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8463532764703235709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8463532764703235709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8463532764703235709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/12/johor.html' title='Johor'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4107031312916270455</id><published>2006-12-13T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T02:34:04.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It 2.20am and I'm posting an entry.  I've studied for the CSAD paper later at 9.30am - I hope? think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week sucked.  I'll move on;  From this second onwards, okay, maybe after the last period I write for my Term Tests I will be happy again.  Stupid week. Stupid, stupid week.  Lost my phone. Don't ask how. I just did okay;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next week when things should be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has been nice to me. I wonder why.  She must be up to something.  I swear.  She said she'll be getting me a new pair of frames; The one that I've always wanted.  The uber cool Levis prescription frames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things seem to be looking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth told me something just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me to imagine this...  Say you live for 80 years.  You spend 20 years studying.  That leaves you 60 years. Minus the time you sleep, that leaves you 40 years.  You then minus off 20 years to work your ass off to get a stable pay.  That leaves you 20 years to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck life, lets all listen to Green Day!  I'm high, I think I need sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4107031312916270455?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4107031312916270455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4107031312916270455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4107031312916270455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4107031312916270455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2722045913029616445</id><published>2006-12-10T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:06:18.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's left of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RXwGLPe02oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FL4FUSToI5M/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006883675933301378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RXwGLPe02oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FL4FUSToI5M/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RXwGA_e02nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ldy9e-pD4o8/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006883499839642226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RXwGA_e02nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ldy9e-pD4o8/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2722045913029616445?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2722045913029616445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2722045913029616445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2722045913029616445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2722045913029616445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-left-of.html' title='What&apos;s left of....'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ItUxea8Wq0o/RXwGLPe02oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FL4FUSToI5M/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8837641484666117958</id><published>2006-12-10T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:59:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a stupid week!</title><content type='html'>My good friend just got into a terrible bike accident.  Whole left arm, hip and calf scarred and burnt.  He can barely move and I can see he's in terrible pain.  I was with Aisam just now, when Sarah called to inform us of his condition.  Hurried over to Sarah's place to take look at what had happened.  Terrible, terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had skidded off the road and was thrown off his bike when it flipped numerous times.  The petrol tank had burst and flew off the bike, the body ripped off from the chassis, his break, lights all torn apart. I guess that would be the end of his pride - his first bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the clinic and was given 10 days medical leave, probably will be extended looking at his condition.  He's gonna miss his term test and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy, his parents are overseas to even know about his condition.  All he can depend on now are on Sarah, Amus, Aisam and myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stay over at Sarah's place together with Aisam and Amus, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, Aisam had to leave.  I couldn't let Aisam leave on his own at freakin 2am in the morning what more in a lonely private estate where god knows what could happen.  So I left too. I will be there later in the morning though to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do bad things always happen to good people. I don't think he deserves what he got.  The world can be so cruel sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have the the mood to blog anymore.  This week's been a terrible one.  To name a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cut my eye and will be missing the first day of term test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I submitted my WBAT assignment terribly late&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost my dad's company invoice full of important receipts which now some fucker claimed he's paid my dad when he hasn't for some goods bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my brother and grandmother who are currently overseas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My good friend's just got himself in a terrible bike accident&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8837641484666117958?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8837641484666117958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8837641484666117958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8837641484666117958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8837641484666117958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-stupid-week.html' title='It&apos;s been a stupid week!'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1627674171526772147</id><published>2006-12-04T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T03:31:43.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up around noon. Terrible.  Supposed to meet Amin in school at 9am. Got changed and all and finally met him at 1pm. My guilt forced me to take a cab and treat that poor boy lunch.  He'd pinned up the whole INTSC notice board by the time I reached. Effendi arrived late too. He met us at almost 2pm when by right it should have been at 11am.  We have a punctuality problem. Big time.  Finally left school at 7pm trying to complete our WBAT.  Ended up deleting all of Effendi's work cos of some stupid problem preventing us from getting it right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked with Aisam before we headed off to Sarah's place at about 11pm with Amus.  Very fun.  Did so much crap.  To name a few, we raided her brother's treasure chest of machine guns, played with the the Excaliburs&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and other martial arts swords, annoyed Eric, discovered that they owned 9 different cool chest sets and 4 mahjong sets, played cards with a super mini deck...damn the list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally headed home at about 2.45am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to Sahara with them next Saturday AFTER studying that is.  Fun-ness. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1627674171526772147?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1627674171526772147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1627674171526772147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1627674171526772147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1627674171526772147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/12/woke-up-around-noon.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6389357819445621124</id><published>2006-11-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:31:13.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fun today. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in the world Effendi was, I have no idea.  I realised I was kinda bored when he went missing.  I sat in WBAT lab today religiously doing my work.  Time passed dreadfully probably because I had no one to poke and annoy.  I won't be doing that anymore.  Have to be more matured now.  Yea, I know I'm annoying at times or for some, maybe even everytime. Yes, I'm a childish brat.  Maturity hasn't been drilled into that thick skull of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what Di told me, different people do things differently.  With my ex-secondary school friends I feel like I'm 15 at times, maybe even 12.  Just that we're used to each others nonsense and tend to laugh it all out at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Di(notice it's not Dee anymore), you have always said that nothing good comes out about you on my blog, now is one of the rare occasions.  It's not that he is a terrible person, in fact he does more good that bad.  It sounds like I'm sucking up to you. But heck.  I realised that I do follow a few things you've thought me.  Like give people the benefit of doubt, why I shouldn't hit a person in anger and now, that I must learn that different people do things in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack a little here, Nadya, please don't tell me that I've not been trying my best to make plans with you, I'm just so occupied with work and school that I barely have the time to meet anyone.  I do however try my best to meet you on weekends to hang out with the gang.  You told me that you guys are forever meeting up to hang out and I'm never there and it's come to the point where you guys assume that I won't be making it and just leave me out.  I'm not annoyed by that.  I totally understand how it is so, just to let you know I'm in no way annoyed or furious by that alright.  I don't blame anyone for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't too bad today though I had 4 hours to kill before my Logistics tutorial at 4pm.  Played Counter-Strike with Edwin. I actually had a headache from playing it just now.  Like really, felt like puking from the turning and turning I had to make in the game.  But was quite fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Logistics at 4pm, the moment I entered the lab, a few of them left. Like basket!  If I knew I'd finish my tutorial before the tutorial.  Basically if you're done blogging your tutorial online and the lecturer's done comment-ing on your entry, you're free to leave.  But when I thought about it, I wait for 4 hours before that tutorial to start and if I had finished my lab I'd be able to leave 2 minutes after entering.  Like that would be ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Black Hat - White Hat Security thing at Microsoft after that.  Damn cool watching Stanley the Developer Evangelist demonstrate security breaches via live hacking.  One thing about Stanley, he is one crazy lad who knows his stuff...and he bloody types at what...180wpm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for some dinner after that at Boat Quay and left for home and off to sleep I will now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6389357819445621124?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6389357819445621124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6389357819445621124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6389357819445621124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6389357819445621124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/school-was-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-498540399545119785</id><published>2006-11-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:51:27.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradiction</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking trying spark things between friends.  For no apparent reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm not crazy to be pissed off for so long and dump someone in the middle of nowhere if it's for something I made up.  Yea, so you called my mom and she said she can't remember the other day. Fuck you, so even after I called and let you speak to her and she said it herself that she did get it for you and you refuse to accept, it just shows you're doing this for the sake of spiking me. I won't blame you for being so gullible after all you're under the influence of someone who has nothing better to do but bring up things which happen more than a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know. My mom doing this has had no benefit whatsoever to her.  You're not appreciative in fact you pissed her off.  She is kind enough to forgive you but you had to say it was all a fucking lie.  So to you, I will burn the card you gave me along with our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come on, I bitch about people.  Listen and forget.  Sometimes people say things cos they need to let out some steam.  Fuck, please don't say it as though you've never done the same.  I remember once when I was with you and I asked whether we should call a certain person out, and you told me that you'll go home if I do.  You've also insulted the person and bitched behind his back. Don't deny.  Like what Melanie says, go in one ear go out the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird that I know so many things I hear you guys bitch about but I keep it to myself.  I remember someone bitching to me that he was pissed off with another person after going through a lecture with her.  Did I try to make matters worse? No, I actually helped you by calling the person up and telling the person to cut you some slack cause your're stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder who came out with the terms "HL boy" and "CJ". Why don't you tell them straight to their face.   I think about it and get so furious that you people are doing this, very contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I can name all the people all of you have bitched about.  But I don't.  I keep it to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the person that I have been said to be bitching about, I'm really sorry but honestly, I've always treated you as a friend.  Think of all the times I've been your friend.  Think of all the things I have done that I couldn't have possibly if I hated you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the person who sparked this, I had so much trust in you as a friend. I shared almost everything with you cos I thought you were a close friend.  I've known you since the first day of school and you've had your fair share of talking behind people's back.You just blew it you contradicting hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the things you've bitched about others and maybe just consider whether what you did to me was fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-498540399545119785?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/498540399545119785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=498540399545119785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/498540399545119785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/498540399545119785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/contradiction.html' title='Contradiction'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3250563708650722401</id><published>2006-11-27T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:30:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated can!</title><content type='html'>SO BLOODY FRUSTRATED! BLOODY HELL!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These customers are really too much! I answer their damn call speaking so politely and all they give me is their fucked up attitude.  Fuck, you're no better than a mute using a phone if you're speaking way below audible level.  TO HELL WITH YOU RETARDS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKER:*mumble* *mumble*&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm sorry sir, can you repeat that, I can't hear you.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKER: Are you deaf!&lt;br /&gt;Me:*mumbles to customer asking for his contact number*&lt;br /&gt;FUCKER: HUH? I can't hear you!&lt;br /&gt;Me: PRECISELY! SPEAK LOUDER! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was nothing compared to how I screwed the Manager of a certain branch.  She so fucking deserved it. SO WHAT IF I WORK IN A FUCKING CALLCENTRE!  That doesn't give you the bloody right to be rude to me.  So bloody rude! Bloody bitch beating about the bush and putting words in my mouth when she said it in the first place.  She couldn't take it when I was quoting exact phrases of what she said.  She gave up apparently and requested to speak to MY manager. I screamed back at her "GLADLY! I'LL GO CALL HIM NOW!" The next thing I know she hung up. I made my manager call that bitch back. Bloody hell too much man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, enough about stupid people.  Apparently I picked up a call from a customer named "Bernice Wong". Correct me if I'm wrong people but wasn't she crowned Miss Singapore Universe? Maybe it was some weirdo who happened to have the same name. Thats what the guy who sat beside me seemed to think at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3250563708650722401?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3250563708650722401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3250563708650722401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3250563708650722401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3250563708650722401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/frustrated-can.html' title='Frustrated can!'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4537790304004246977</id><published>2006-11-21T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:51:19.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDelivery</title><content type='html'>Worked yesterday with Mel, Effendi and Kenneth. Fuck, it! Can't take it. I can’t work with them.  I’d answer a call, Kenneth would start annoying me and I’d burst out laughing. Many of my customers whom I’ve taken orders from probably think I’m nuts. Imagine this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: May I take your order please….haha…please hold&lt;br /&gt;(mute receiver)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(unmute receiver)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m sorry about that Sir, we seem too be having a technical difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank you for holding, your order number is BB-1-haha-4-haha-5-hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;(Hang up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best was Melanie. Fuck la she. She fucking gave a long burp during an order. Man, this one I laughed like mad. After taking her order, the customer requested to speak to manager.  Imagine the conversation between the manager and the customer went. Probably something like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, hello…is this the manager? I’d like to make a complain.  YOUR EMPLOYEE BURPED WHILE TAKING MY ORDER!&lt;br /&gt;Manager: I’m sorry Sir, I’ll inform her not to do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t take it. Damn crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Macs after that. So much for informing customers about our condiment policy that they’re not allowed to take too many sauces.  We ordered a a box of 20 piece nuggets and requested to about 10 sauces. Not the packet ones, the ones in the small tubs. I think the cashier was frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All went well, reached home close to 4am and slept.  Damn APEL.  Freakin’ 8am!  Came in late, left 10 minutes later to see Dr.Yeak for something and here I am now in Software Engineering lab. Not doing anything since they’re having their respective graded interviews. Effendi’s like beside me watching the Mr Brown Show on YouTube and Hao Xin is sleeping. Life totally rock. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.XXX is nice.  Looks like one of those RI or Anglican boys. You know the studious type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4537790304004246977?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4537790304004246977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4537790304004246977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4537790304004246977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4537790304004246977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/mcdelivery.html' title='McDelivery'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2872128026395184958</id><published>2006-11-17T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:31:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>School was fun.  I think Mr.XYZ doesn't hate me anymore.  I used to sit around in his class, sketching and not give a damn during his lesson last semester.  I'm a changed man (=  More motivated this semester though I've officially missed every lecture this week, I have been doing my own self-study back at home.  Ahaa!...see you guys didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pity the Logistics teacher.  He is like too nice.  My classmates are fun but I think they do get on his nerves. Lucky them, he's really patient.  Too patient!  So he borrowed my OHP marker 2 weeks ago and forgot to return them back to me.  Today, during lab he approached me with a pack of 4 OHP markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:  Choose a colour. Take it. It's for the last time. I've misplaced your marker.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No la sir, it's ok, you don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: You know what, take all. Just come for lectures so that I can borrow them once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, headed down to Downtown East to have some dinner with Dee and Eric. Jega joined us a shortwhile later. Ate, did what we do best and left for Eric's place. Accompanied Eric and Mel while they washed their bikes.  Edwin and Aisam were there too.  Eric got a shock of his life while he was polishing his bike.  4 people started charging at him and whacked him upside down. Haha. It was his brother Dickson together with Jensen, Sing Ho and Rui Yang. Like fuck man Eric was damn funny la screaming "What I do? What I do?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Eric's mom and man, haha it was damn funny. I was staring at DJ(Eric's dog)&lt;br /&gt;barking and running around the house while talking with his mom and boy, what the hell got into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric's mom: You know Isa, he doesn't listen to me anymore.  All he does is scold me(she was joking of course).&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? The dog?&lt;br /&gt;Eric's mom: Hahahahah! I was referring to Eric!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh Sorry Aunty. Sorry, sorry, hahaha, sorry. Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Mom: Hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just confessed something to me. I didn't know what to say.  If you do read this, please, do keep in touch no matter how things work out. It won't be weird ok, promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2872128026395184958?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2872128026395184958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2872128026395184958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2872128026395184958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2872128026395184958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/random_17.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4478493735338156810</id><published>2006-11-14T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:41:08.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh FUCK! I NEED AN ALARM CLOCK! I've already got myself a warning letter within 3 weeks of school. The reason being I overslept. Not only are the lecturers sick of this reason - I AM TOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4478493735338156810?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4478493735338156810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4478493735338156810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4478493735338156810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4478493735338156810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/random_14.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6264348696712516149</id><published>2006-11-13T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:58:43.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some of the sketches I've done. Mostly incomplete but nevertheless, I'll still post it. Some old, some new.  Done in 2B, 4B and 6B Derwent pencils.  If you were to comment, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM  ONLY PLEASE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/320/wanted.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady with Whip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/mariah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/320/mariah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mariah Carey. Her cheeks are too die for. Bleargh...i know, they're a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/cyclops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/320/cyclops.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cyclops. Drawn during a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/girlwithcamera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/320/girlwithcamera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girl with camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/jenniferlh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 251px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/320/jenniferlh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Incomplete Jennifer Love Hewitt's Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/DSC00597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/320/DSC00597.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fairy I drew recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So there you go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6264348696712516149?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6264348696712516149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6264348696712516149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6264348696712516149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6264348696712516149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/sketches.html' title='Sketches'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-2684969042048992927</id><published>2006-11-13T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T10:35:30.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Instructions:Name thirteen friends who come straight to your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Do not cheat or read the questions underneath first.&lt;br /&gt;Answer the questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that tag 6 people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;People:&lt;br /&gt;1.Nel&lt;br /&gt;2.Di&lt;br /&gt;3.Nadya&lt;br /&gt;4.Aisam&lt;br /&gt;5.Syahril&lt;br /&gt;6.Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;7.Effendi&lt;br /&gt;8.Stacy&lt;br /&gt;9.Alvin&lt;br /&gt;10.Jia Yi&lt;br /&gt;11.Shamayne&lt;br /&gt;12.Edwin&lt;br /&gt;13.Melanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions.&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 10(Jia Yi)?&lt;br /&gt;Team Bonding Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you had never meet 1(Nel)?&lt;br /&gt;Life would be really empty. No bimbo to hang around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What will you do if 6(Kenneth) and 2(Di) dated?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahah. Interracial Green babies who drink! Oh wait they're guys! Even better...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 4(Aisam) cried?&lt;br /&gt;Forever happy.  You'd be lucky to see him angry for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you think 10(Jia Yi) is cute?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. She has very nice eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How did you get to know 8(Stacy)?&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's friend who tagged along to study a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you ever go on a date with number 12(Edwin)?&lt;br /&gt;No freakin' way. We'd probably end up at Saffron's instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is number 7(Effendi)'s favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;BROWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What would you do if 6(Kenneth) confessed he/she loves you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck. I'd ROFL.  It's just wrong even if he kinda looks like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. State a fact about 9(Alvin).&lt;br /&gt;His room is a mini IT Fair. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is 4(Shamayne) going out with?&lt;br /&gt;Victoria! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is number 5(Syahril) to you?&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriend/childhood friend. Friends for more than a decade already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Will you ever live with 13(Melanie)?&lt;br /&gt;Ho my GOD! She will drive me out of the house everytime I annoy her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Is 2(Di ) single?&lt;br /&gt;No. He is attached. Just that the girl doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think abt 3(Nadya)?&lt;br /&gt;You're very special. I hope you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the best thing abt number 8(Stacy)?&lt;br /&gt;Wild clubbing freak who still copes bloody darn well with her studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you like abt 11(Shamayne)?&lt;br /&gt;We like a few things in common like Jap Rock, Sketching and bullying Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favourite memory with 6(Kenneth)?&lt;br /&gt;When we switched off the lights of the restrooms at the sports complex at 4am.  We laughed our heads off as we heard the people showering, curse and swear before we ran off for our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The six people you want to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;E-v-e-r-y-o-n-e!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-2684969042048992927?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/2684969042048992927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=2684969042048992927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2684969042048992927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/2684969042048992927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz_13.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3697640337452926676</id><published>2006-11-12T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:02:47.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Programming</title><content type='html'>You know Programming's gone way overboard when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - you call an alphabet, a word and a sentence a string&lt;br /&gt;    - you open and close brackets before typing its contents&lt;br /&gt;    - you without noticing, randomly end your sentences with a semi-colon instead of a period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3697640337452926676?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3697640337452926676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3697640337452926676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3697640337452926676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3697640337452926676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/programming.html' title='Programming'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7601243403069568472</id><published>2006-11-11T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:36:42.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Japan</title><content type='html'>I have every X-Japan and Malice Mizer album on my comp! ! ! Soon to be on my comp...Gackt, Orange Range, Road of Major, The Blue Hearts! Wo wo yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew a fairy. Will post it up soon.  Almost every girl I draw ends up looking either like a squid or Angelina Jolie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a copy of High School Musical. Fuck! It's dubbed in French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so high right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, goodnight people. I'm off to my friend's house at Orchard Parksuites for some supper. Rich bastard you! See you there soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7601243403069568472?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7601243403069568472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7601243403069568472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7601243403069568472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7601243403069568472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/x-japan.html' title='X-Japan'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-3990010059169495592</id><published>2006-11-11T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:14:39.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$174, 000</title><content type='html'>I have $174, 000 in my bank! Haha! Fun! I feel so rich!...ok fine. It's not mine. Still feels damn good having so much money in my bank though it's not mine.  It's the feeling knowing I could possible just go to Performance Motors and buy myself a BMW right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now....that would be dishonest. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found the manufacturer for that turbine my Dad needs to supply to Tenaga Nasional for their power plant.  Damn it's BIG! 20 friggin' tonnes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullied Effendi yesterday. (=  Nothing new. Kenneth+Isa = Effendi running for his life. Haha. Took a video of it but can't release it online unless Effendi allows it. Could I? Please, please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy. Always getting it from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped Kenneth with his WBAT proposal last night.  His groupmates produced crap work. I had to redo almost everything for him. Stayed up until 3am doing them. 1 of them even MIA-ed. To Group Mates: 3am! You hear that! 3am! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-U-C-K  NI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random conversation between Kenneth and I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana.bin. i love me. x) says:&lt;br /&gt;having test now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana.bin. i love me. x):&lt;br /&gt;u got the ans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa says:&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa says:&lt;br /&gt;just use the -censored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana.bin. i love me. x) says:&lt;br /&gt;okokiez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana.bin. i love me. x) says:&lt;br /&gt;nabei eh this teacher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-3990010059169495592?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/3990010059169495592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=3990010059169495592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3990010059169495592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/3990010059169495592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/174-000.html' title='$174, 000'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-412652652756972168</id><published>2006-11-07T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:37:27.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr.XXX</title><content type='html'>He speaks with a slang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK" and "Alright" are words repeated one too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells us about an Rj girl's scandalous blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-412652652756972168?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/412652652756972168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=412652652756972168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/412652652756972168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/412652652756972168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/drxxx.html' title='Dr.XXX'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-9041418869585756411</id><published>2006-11-04T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:26:38.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddamn!</title><content type='html'>Goddammit! I went to buy drawing materials and it was freakin' expensive. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 x Sketchbook - $14.00&lt;br /&gt;2 x Derwent pencils - $3.00&lt;br /&gt;1 x 6B lead block - $1.70&lt;br /&gt;1 x 300mm set square - $9.70&lt;br /&gt;1 x 300mm metal ruler - $2.90&lt;br /&gt;1 x Metal erasing shield - $1.00&lt;br /&gt;1 x A2 drawing paper - $0.70&lt;br /&gt;1 x Clutch pencil - $9.80&lt;br /&gt;1 x Clutch pencil lead pointer - $14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for a discount. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like shopping crazy today. Got myself a new bag! The bag was more of a need than want.  My super cool, in my opinion, Puma bag is ripped and so is my Billabong and my Adidas and my other Puma.  Bleargh  In life you have to move on. I so love those bags but yea, too bad good things don't last. Invested $14 on something you guys don't have to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much Aisam for accompanying me today. Thank you Edwin for meeting me for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned Aisam to head to my Grand Aunt's house. Hari Raya open house thingy.  Saw "******". Hee. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are itching to grab that camera of mine. I wanna go out take photos. Wo ai photography. Too bad my previous Sony prosumer camera is smashed. Courtesy of SOMEBODY! Since I'm going to Sentosa tomorrow? wait...later, since it's passed midnight, I'm gonna bring my non-damaged camera and &lt;strike&gt;babewatch&lt;/strike&gt; take photos of the scenery.  When am I gonna ever afford an SLR Camera. It's like freakin $4k la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a Ramone outing yesterday...wait 2 days ago. The Thai food was great. Celebrated a few birthdays altogether, had some frappuccino and went home. The outing was great. I sabotaged Alvin. Ahem. He is soooooooo seeking cold blooded revenge right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex has this funny way of warding off irritants.  He doesn't say "Fuck you", instead he says "Fuck ni". Hint: "Fuck" is English and "ni" is in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like 1.25am now.. I think I better sleep. I've got to meet Alvin tomorrow morning. OFF TO SENTOSA WE GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-9041418869585756411?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/9041418869585756411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=9041418869585756411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/9041418869585756411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/9041418869585756411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/goddamn.html' title='Goddamn!'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8971703280428918943</id><published>2006-11-01T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:11:17.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is a happy day! Rahhh! Wo ai Mommy and Daddy! ...and Ramone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Software Engineering is boring, but when you're forced to sit through a 3 hour lab cum tutorial, you tend to say "fuck, since I'm hereee, why not just settle in and make use of the time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't all lessons be like NMM. Multimedia is fun. I want more NMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a terrible day for school. It's not the 3 hour lesson on ASP.NET but rather the freaking 4 hours break before my business elective. Ehhh! Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind. Going out after that. Yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum isn't too happy about my late nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received an SMS from her about it while I was out last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Make sure u come home by 11.30 n not latr. n we r going 2 talk abt ur xtremely frequent late nites. im not delighted by it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, today I'm gonna get it. But knowing my mom too well. We'll end up laughing our heads off somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed my Green Day CD to Aisam yesterday. He seemed delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Aisam, destroy my Green Day CD and I will destroy you! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fly me to the moon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and let me play among the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8971703280428918943?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8971703280428918943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8971703280428918943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8971703280428918943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8971703280428918943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1148589869293786322</id><published>2006-10-26T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:26:52.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Dad's back. Things seem better now with him. He's tries to talk to me now though our conversations consists of questions and replies barely 5 words long at a time. But that's a good start. Haven't spoken to him for almost half a year before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya wasn't too bad though. Mom had an open house on Hari Raya and that was basically and probably the only feel of Hari Raya we'll have. We don't go visiting you see. But it's good in a sense that everything seems alright here at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wished my mom Hari Raya and asked for forgiveness, I was surprised at her reply. She actually said "You've been a good boy la, love you kay!". So I gave her the biggest smile ever and hugged her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think school isn't too bad. I got my 1st choice for CDS which is Free Hand drawing. My timetable rocks cos I have no school on Fridays and CMSK lessons is uber fun cos of the people. *&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcva30i65zc"&gt;VIDEO - CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that sucks is my business elective which I have been separated from everyone I know. I'm gonna die during my lonely 4 hour breaks on Thursdays before my business elective starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1148589869293786322?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1148589869293786322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1148589869293786322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1148589869293786322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1148589869293786322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/random_292.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7493413886121218567</id><published>2006-10-24T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T01:27:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Happy Hari Raya to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure your will enjoy Hari Raya more than I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably will be at Eric's place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's not back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Effendi: I'm very touched by the card. I forgive you alright.  Just don't do it again and don't remind me about it. Thanks for being a great friend and last but not least, Selamat Hari Raya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7493413886121218567?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7493413886121218567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7493413886121218567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7493413886121218567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7493413886121218567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1991479747057742315</id><published>2006-10-22T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T03:09:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to sleep for the past hour and I can't. I miss a certain somebody. It's been almost 4 years since I last saw her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, you are dearly missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give everything to see you for just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many others will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya is coming soon. It's not the same without you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I can do about it but to offer a prayer for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you can't fight it no matter what you do. You gave it for best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you. I'd have given up so much earlier before you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I look up to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1991479747057742315?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1991479747057742315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1991479747057742315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1991479747057742315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1991479747057742315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/missed.html' title='missed'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-1017649940695304666</id><published>2006-10-22T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T02:39:32.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally getting to me</title><content type='html'>Spent the whole day out with Aisam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sent in my notebook for repairs. Gonna take 2 weeks. Arrhh. Boringgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate using my sister's notebook. It just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've come out with a list of 10 things I intend to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. O2 phone to organise my life&lt;br /&gt;2. Lamborghini notebook *if i have enough money&lt;br /&gt;3. Tons of T-shirts to survive 1 semester&lt;br /&gt;4. 2 pairs of shoes which i oh-so-like&lt;br /&gt;5. Get my driving license  *if i'm motivated enough...lazyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;6. Braces to fall in love with myself&lt;br /&gt;7. Levi's prescription frames&lt;br /&gt;8. New acid-free paper sketchbook from Borders&lt;br /&gt;9. Sony HD video camera to capture the stupid things we do in school&lt;br /&gt;10.Sony DSLR camera &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it! I lost my beloved PDA at Mensa the last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough on that. I'd probably not have half that list by the end of 2007. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya is coming. *Loves Dad suddenly* Don't ask why. If you read the the previous entries you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling sucks. People who watch wrestling suck too and should shoot themselves in their mouth - twice.  Don't get me started on those who are crazy over basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've blogged about that hatred I have for wrestling and basketball before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is soooo random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH AISAM! Thanks for following me all over Singapore today. Though I hate you for allowing me to listen to that band I hate. What's it called? Eh...Simple Plan?  We were at East Coast Beach and he was like blasting Simple Plan. I've sinned. MUSN'T LISTEN TO SIMPLE PLAN AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like sick now. That should explain why this entry is so weird. Having FEVER + FLU + SORETHROAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told mom about my plans to redecorate my room. I want to place Japanese blinds instead of those ugly curtains I have. I was begging her to get me a new sofa for my room as the one I have has been mutilated by my cat.  My sister is all done redecorating. Her room looks like a little doll house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-1017649940695304666?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/1017649940695304666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=1017649940695304666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1017649940695304666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/1017649940695304666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-finally-getting-to-me.html' title='It&apos;s finally getting to me'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7519552848201356581</id><published>2006-10-20T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:09:08.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>I've been placed in the Microsoft stream. Yay! I've officially been split up from the other 2 charmed ones - Di and Kenneth. AhhhH!! Miss doing all the crap we used to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...how we poured ice cold water in *******'s pants in school at midnight...how we annoyed teachers who grew to like us - somehow...how we used to throw the hell out each other with Judo moves at labs and concourse...how we always sang Green Day and Blink songs together...how we gossiped...how you coloured everything green...how we chiong-ed assignments...how we did each other's assignment for the price of another assignment...how we like fbt...how that water balloon burst in someone's pants during lab...how we cut hundreds of those papermen for IISO assignment and many many many many many many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to have best friends.  When things like this happen, you'll miss them - like mad.  That's why good friends are well..good enough, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK *******, you're now in my class now.  If you're reading this, I'm not gonna hit/punch/whack you when I see you. I forgive you since you apologised. You still owe me for that cake! Other than that, yea as I said, I won't try to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that feeling you get when you just finished camp and wished it could have been longer though you curse everyday you're in it?  I'm having it.  You just miss running though the halls in the middle of the night, having those stupid wet games, the crazy cheers and for Kenneth and I - brace face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7519552848201356581?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7519552848201356581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7519552848201356581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7519552848201356581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7519552848201356581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-908065907201830476</id><published>2006-10-18T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:59:14.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging away from the comforts of home. I'm here at camp. The debrief has just ended and it just confirmed my doubts about the whispers and looks I've seen people give this certain friend of mine. Well, hopefully they don't hate me for being a friend to him. I've always seen it in a very simple way. If someone is nice, there is nothing wrong about being nice back to him.  See, I don't hold anything against him. Yes, maybe here and there, some things he do disappoint me but I don't hate people that easily.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give people the benefit of doubt. I'll just say to myself, MAYBE he didn't give two shits about his actions but then MAYBE he made a mistake. Don't judge a person's character too soon. Get to know the other side of him. You might just find something attractive about his character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have such lovely groupmates. They're all so sweet, fun and caring people.  Each bound by a unique character which just spice up the camp.  I think the reason why I'm how I am(underperforming)for this camp is probably because of the changes comparing this camp and the previous IT school camp I went which I thoroughly enjoyed.  Maybe it was the conditions of the previous camp that made it so enjoyable. The people, the atmosphere, the system.  Honestly I am pissed off with a few things. Not the people mainly. For example, the 2 hours we spend cooking lunch for ourselves when the school probably could have just catered something at around the same cost.  Tell me its for the experience and I'll begin to wonder why they provided the bunsen burners and solid fuels. Wouldn't that make it the same as cooking at home?  It was instant noodles to begin with. Who can't cook instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably continue this post another day. Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-908065907201830476?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/908065907201830476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=908065907201830476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/908065907201830476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/908065907201830476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8005515712681839497</id><published>2006-10-15T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:03:18.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now what</title><content type='html'>I don't know which I should choose. Should I go for the INTSC/SIG camp tomorrow or meet Dad in KL tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is on the way to KL. I'm supposed to meet him there to help him out tomorrow. Well he's booked me a flight ticket for tonight at 8pm and I've still not made a decision. Ahhhh! Headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is irritating but annoyingly cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother: ...but RI(Raffles Institution) stands for Rotten Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;myself: you ARE a rotten idiot&lt;br /&gt;brother: See how I just belong there. *biggest smile ever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back then, when I was taking my PSLE, my sister had a bet with me. If I were to beat her PSLE score of 261, she'd give me $50. Well, I didn't. Almost, but just not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless mom is not helping me make this decision any easier. She told me to stay home. Annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8005515712681839497?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8005515712681839497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8005515712681839497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8005515712681839497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8005515712681839497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-what.html' title='Now what'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7161978745802062974</id><published>2006-10-14T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:07:53.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th, that was yesterday</title><content type='html'>Well, I've really thought about it. If my dad is willing to support me for overseas studies, then I'll be off in UK after serving this tiny red dot. They call it Singapore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Collage of Arts(RCA), London - It is a very nice place to study. This from my experience during my 3 days trip there involving a grand total of 30 hours(to and fro)of flying and barely 12 hours in the country itself.  The standard of their Design studies comparing to even LaSalle is like President Bush and an Arch Angel compared.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, it's located in a beautiful area - Kensington. To the side of RCA is the Royal Albert Hall and to the front of it is Imperial College. Nice nice. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with a few friends today. They were making me speak Mandarin for the wrong reasons.  Don't ask. Really.   As I was there laughing my head off, something caught my eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stop reading if you are easily freaked out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked right into one of the houses to the front of me and I saw, what I thought was an old lady bending down halfway and staring at us. First thought that crossed my mind was that we were making too much noise and she was staring at us maybe trying to hint to us to lower it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I glanced and just looked away shortly. Took a second and then a third glance. She was still there. So I told the rest about it. They too looked around. BUT, they didn't see a thing. All they saw was the staircase in the house and a stuffed toy under the staircase. Then I thought, if I were that lady and there were 5 guys staring straight back at me, I'd probably close the door fearing we might end up whacking her or something - not that we would.  That was when I totally freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of us continued staring right through the house. They still couldn't see a thing but I could still see her. It was creeping me out big time I could feel my body breaking out into a cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, the lights in the house went out and the owner of the house closed the door. Didn't mention this to my friends but the closing door went right through her before she disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time and I'm sure it won't be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 13th. Well, maybe that was why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7161978745802062974?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7161978745802062974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7161978745802062974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7161978745802062974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7161978745802062974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday-13th-that-was-yesterday.html' title='Friday the 13th, that was yesterday'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-7660139531437193091</id><published>2006-10-12T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:22:00.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahhh!</title><content type='html'>I stood him up - again. Poor Di. We were supposed to go for this Microsoft Innovations Talk this morning at Expo. Terrible, terrible me. Must make it up to him, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry Di.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, went for the Developers tech talk at Microsoft. Wasn't too bad. In fact it was brilliant. Stanley, the guy who interviewed me the last time for the Microsoft Student Partners thingy gave a talk on security. Freakin' cool! He showed live hacking which 75% of it I already know. Nevertheless, it was still really interesting. Plus I got myself a copy of Windows Vista RC1 and a Visual Studio tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, INTSC/SIG camp this Monday. Hope its gonna be real fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to blog about today in actual fact. Forced myself line by line cos I am so bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-7660139531437193091?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/7660139531437193091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=7660139531437193091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7660139531437193091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/7660139531437193091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/rahhh.html' title='Rahhh!'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-8140131516367133362</id><published>2006-10-09T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:40:19.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/ublue-eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/400/ublue-eyes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this photograph of a very beautiful girl on deviantART. Couldn't resist editing it a little. Played around with the Art History brush. It requires a really simple technique. Thats about it. Nothing compared to vectoring if you know what that is in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/1600/blue-eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1053/1494/400/blue-eyes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so annoyed with someone. If you want to go out-or not, you could answer the damn phone to let me know. Not just leave me calling you waiting endlessly and having no one answering it in the end. You either answer when you want to go out or when you're stuck somewhere and there is no possible way you can meet me. Come on, I'm not gonna kill you if you tell me you're tired or just feel like watching television on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry. Just annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went out anyway. Did a few sketches and read a few chapters from Chicken Soup for the Soul. Crazy Sister has every last one of it. No, it is not a recipe book. If you read Tom Clancy, this book is probably not for you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This somehow reminds me of what Di did to me. I once borrowed "Angels &amp; Demons" by Dan Brown. The moment I left the library....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di: The ******* is the killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! That was soo annoying. I read about 100 pages and just returned the book after that. Whats the point in reading after that. So now I stick to borrowing Design books from the library when Di is around. Or at least used to borrow Design books. $35 library fine. Yes thats why. How did it get that much? Try this.  Borrow 3 music CDs and 2 books before the semester holidays and return then when school reopens. Et Voila! There you go. You'll even feel like a VIP when the library sends an email to you AOCP regarding it. Haha. Have to settle it before I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-8140131516367133362?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/8140131516367133362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=8140131516367133362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8140131516367133362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/8140131516367133362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/blue-eyes.html' title='Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-4306068725177265368</id><published>2006-10-08T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T16:33:27.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salsa</title><content type='html'>I had a REALLY weird dream yesterday. Along the lines of me whacking someone I know and running away after that. Then found Di and company at this condo, where I poured some chemical into the pool and the security guard was chasing us. While Di and I were running for our lives, Di suddenly stopped to steal some stones from the bottom of this statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ruzaini yesterday! Was just thinking about him a few days back and there he appeared.  Got his number. Yay. Next to scout for is Tammy Thiang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, "somebody" wants me to sign up for Salsa lessons with her at some School of Performing Arts. Expensive la dear! I just google-ed some Youtube videos on Salsa. IT'S FREAKIN HARD!  Can we take something more relaxed. Like golf (= Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's supposed to leave for KL tonight. I don't see her packing her bag or anything. She's been on the X-Box 360 the whole day racing with my brother in Project Gotham Racing.  Probably not gonna last cos brother's tutor will be here at 4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a rabbit. A bunny rabbit which idles a lot. Just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something very different for break fast today. Home made sandwiches. Subway style. Mom says she is placing all the ingredients on the table and we just pick and stuff what we want into our half loaf. Turkey ham, roast beef slices, olives...and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I am gonna finish up the mooncakes my sister bought from crystal jade. They're bloody nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I take back what I said about my notebook being fine. It's still fucking up. I can't reboot, or I might not be able to start it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shake it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't break it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It took too damn long to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-4306068725177265368?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/4306068725177265368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=4306068725177265368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4306068725177265368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/4306068725177265368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/salsa_08.html' title='Salsa'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-5894211521041008871</id><published>2006-10-07T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T19:58:04.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sony</title><content type='html'>I hate Sony products. They're ALWAYS fucking up.  From my cameras, to my old sony ericsson handphone, to my hifi and right up to my notebook. They always have some problems. Screw Sony. I'm so pissed. You guys should know the number of times I've gone to the service centre to repair a Sony product I own. The ONLY good thing about Sony is its visual appeal. Nothing else. ZILCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my notebook just refused to start. Maybe its choking from the haze or some cat fur laying on my desk. But all good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat should REALLY stop sleeping on my face in the morning.  I get cat fur in my mouth almost every morning. I don't want to be coughing out fur balls. Eurgghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's back in London for the next 2 weeks. Should be back just in time for Hari Raya and then back in London again after a week. Yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom intends to go KL in a day or two. Probably for Hari Raya shopping. I'm getting too used to this new, very free mother of mine. Forever shopping, forever out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister is hopeless. Barely at home. Always staying over at the NUS hostel cos she is too lazy to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. I'm oh so bored. Could all of you people in a JC just stop studying and all of you in a poly stop working! Entertain me people. Selfish. I know la. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, there is still another thing to add to this motherfecking equation. The freakin' haze thats choking me and everyone else around me. Melanie! Ride your bike safely! You can barely see on the road thanks to this haze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some Microsoft event this Tuesday. A whole day thingy.  You SIG people better not sabotage me and make me go alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di? Alvin? What happened to you guys. Returned from Vietnam yesterday and still no sign that you're back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my cousin is gonna kill me. I'm supposed to go for drumming lesson yesterday evening at his place but I forgot. DIE DIE! Hope he didn't cancel anything to commit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-5894211521041008871?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/5894211521041008871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=5894211521041008871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/5894211521041008871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/5894211521041008871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/sony.html' title='Sony'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-6235862266519748889</id><published>2006-10-07T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T05:01:05.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>when i say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday - i mean thursday&lt;br /&gt;today - i mean friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin celebrated his birthday as planned yesterday though it didn't turn out as expected. Well, a few no-shows were the main reason but nevertheless(is that a word?) we all enjoyed it. I swear I have a target on my back or something saying "SHOOT ME! I WANNA BE SABOTAGED!". Almost every forfeit, whether I played the game in the first place or not, I'm always part of it. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to BAZAAR Geylang! Too many Eurasians around me I tell you. There was like Melanie, Samantha, Paulo and Edwin + 1 Malay guy, Khairi. When are the Arabs ever gonna outnumber the other races. Samatha already can't stand Edwin the first day they met. But come to think of it, who can? Sorry Edwin (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...finally finished creating my blog template! WOW WEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Photo of girl in banner: deviantART.com&lt;br /&gt;Custom brushes used in banner and template layout: yours truly (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me 1 hour of Photoshop-ing. I know. I'm such a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is like a box of chocolates. ah fuck that.&lt;/span&gt; says: Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa&lt;/span&gt; as himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is like a box of chocolates. ah fuck that. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey, my twin is coming to singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, what twin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is like a box of chocolates. ah fuck that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;let me give you a hint. "think of me, think of me fondly when you say goodbye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;really! omg. andrew lloyd webbee! cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*webber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is like a box of chocolates. ah fuck that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats so gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is like a box of chocolates. ah fuck that. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*# #^*@ @(#&amp; #&amp;amp;amp;@( @(&amp;amp;!!! *censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anyway, you said he's your twin aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say andrew lloyed webber is one ugly man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is like a box of chocolates. ah fuck that. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol screw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-6235862266519748889?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/6235862266519748889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=6235862266519748889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6235862266519748889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/6235862266519748889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-i-say-yesterday-i-mean-thursday.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115995772097893818</id><published>2006-10-04T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:32:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>My sister should really stop speaking mandarin on the phone. It's so weird. She answers the phone and starts blabbering in Mandarin. The thing is, she can actually have a decent conversation with her friend, all in Mandarin, for eons. For those of you who know her, probably knows she speaks, German, French, Malay on top of Mandarin and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking that she is pursuing a degree in Political Science, if she is not what you call success, then I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my brother's tutor came and I heard what I thought was the funniest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutor: I don' think you need tuition. You know your work.&lt;br /&gt;Brother: I know, tell my mom that.&lt;br /&gt;*Tutor nods her head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amandaaaaa, Ruzainiiiii, Tammy Thiangggg! &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=525"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MUST GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thinking how life used to be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Concerts&lt;br /&gt;Plays&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Prata nights&lt;br /&gt;Sheesha sessions&lt;br /&gt;Random Sentosa outings&lt;br /&gt;Hang out at cafes (ie. Coffee Club)&lt;br /&gt;Beach&lt;br /&gt;+many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it more like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesha sessions&lt;br /&gt;Hang out at cafes&lt;br /&gt;Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the break fast menu seems very very very mouth watering. Dad is currently roasting some lamb outside the house. The smell is incredible. You have to be here to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess tonights break fast will be quite heavy. Roasted lamb, Baked Pasta, Macroni and Cheese and lastly Ben and Jerry's ice cream courtesy of Sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115995772097893818?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115995772097893818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115995772097893818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115995772097893818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115995772097893818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115990381507101414</id><published>2006-10-04T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T03:35:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam</title><content type='html'>2 of my partners in crime are off in Vietnam for their CDS. I still don't regret my choice not to go. I'm fine with another CDS next semester. As long as I get my first 2 choices that is. Freehand drawing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...YEA! Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went sheesha-ing with a group of friends today. I think I've been there way too many times. Won't be the last either. Going there this Wednesday for my friend's birthday and I'm sure, yet again, when Di and Alvin return from Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of police screened our group just now. Thanks to them, we almost missed the last train. I tried asking him for a free ride home but he just smiled. Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so regret not buying that sketchbook at Borders yesterday. It's $15 now. Yea so the price went up by a couple of dollars, but so what. It's, what I think, the best acid-free paper sketchbook you can get around. Some might say the Daler Rowney sketchbooks are better but heck, at the price Rowney sketchbooks are, no thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a perfect combination of materials in my opinion. *hint hint**birthday**january 13*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That sketchbook from Borders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Derwent B, 3B, 4B and 6B pencils&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A soft eraser ( haven't been able to tell which brand is better. same? )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caran d'Ache Colour Pencils&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daler Rowney Dalon size 10 brush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rembrandt Acrylic (Cyan, Magenta, Yellow, Black, White)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep, so there you go. A dream set for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm probably coming out with a new skin for my blog. The problem about creating a new skin...it's not the implementing, it's the thinking you go through to select a theme.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School will be reopening in 2 1/2 weeks. It's keeping me on my toes wondering which stream I've been posted to. Either gonna be .NET or Java. Hopefully .NET.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115990381507101414?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115990381507101414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115990381507101414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115990381507101414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115990381507101414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115969788606894411</id><published>2006-10-01T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:32:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/mac.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/400/mac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went to Apple yesterday with my parents to get a new computer. Didn't talk to Dad as usual. So mom was saying that she wants a new PC that can last her for at least 3-4 years without having to upgrade. I was still unsure whether we should get a Mac as it would require the getting used to. After all, all of us have been on Windows since forever. &lt;p&gt;Mom fell in love with the Intel Mac the moment we entered the store. She refused to consider other options. So helped her out with the configuring. Finally ended up with the following...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Specifications&lt;br /&gt;- Two 2.66GHz Dual-Core Intel Xeon&lt;br /&gt;- 2GB 667 DDR2 FB DIMM ECC - 4x512&lt;br /&gt;- 500GB Serial ATA 3GB/s drive - 7200rpm&lt;br /&gt;- NVIDIA Quadro FX 4500 512MB SDRAM&lt;br /&gt;- Apple Cinema HD Display (23" flat panel) - FE&lt;br /&gt;- 1 x SuperDrive&lt;br /&gt;- Airport Extreme &amp; Bluetooth 2.0+ERD&lt;br /&gt;- Apple Wireless Keyboard &amp;amp; Mighty Mouse&lt;br /&gt;- AppleCare Protection Plan for Mac Pro/Power Mac (w/ or w/o display) - Enrolment Kit&lt;/p&gt;Bloody salesman, he's damn good. He managed to psycho mom and I to upgrade so many things. Dad wasn't very much involved. He went off to Raffles Place to do some Hari Raya shopping for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new screen. 23" widescreen. Its so niceee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115969788606894411?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115969788606894411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115969788606894411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115969788606894411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115969788606894411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/10/mac.html' title='Mac'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115956202987626388</id><published>2006-09-30T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T04:36:58.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gothic Girl</title><content type='html'>I'm still not asleep. No surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was real annoying yesterday. Had to friggin take a 2hr bus ride home from Berth. I boarded the bus at around Serangoon in hope it would head towards Pasir Ris. But NOOO, it had to go to Berth. On top of the splitting migraine I was having, I had to bare with the agonizing bus trip back to Pasir Ris. Thank god Dee was there to help me pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I tried to force myself asleep to no avail. Browsed deviantART.com looking for a suitable photograph to use for my little Photoshop experiment. Well, I tried to make a photo Gothic. I must say, I am quite pleased with the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/F_U_by_TEENAGERWHOREstock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how she looked like... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/goth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and this is how she looks like now after lots of Photoshop-ing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115956202987626388?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115956202987626388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115956202987626388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115956202987626388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115956202987626388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/gothic-girl.html' title='Gothic Girl'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115938992707694356</id><published>2006-09-28T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T05:12:06.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in-game sex</title><content type='html'>So Aisam introduced me to this game called Conquer online. Since I haven't got school and I intend to sleep late and wake up just in time for buka, heck, I tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun I must say. Especially towards the ending when we got bored and we started experiment-ing with the characters. Like what my ex-drama teacher, Matthew Lyon would say.."and off to have rampant sex they will" or what Aisam would call "Cyber Sex".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/ingamesex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be Aisam's character being satisfied by mine. The one on the bed is probably his wife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115938992707694356?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115938992707694356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115938992707694356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115938992707694356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115938992707694356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-game-sex.html' title='in-game sex'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115935274609794939</id><published>2006-09-27T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:29:01.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview of the blog skin I created for Mel last night. (= She hasn't seen it. Exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115935274609794939?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115935274609794939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115935274609794939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115935274609794939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115935274609794939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115929785383580553</id><published>2006-09-27T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T03:10:53.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations with Mum</title><content type='html'>Daily dinner conversations go something like these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Singapore Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Hady will win.&lt;br /&gt;Sister: No Hady will not win. They won't allow for Malays to win twice in a row.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Is that the rubbish they teach you in Political Science?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On getting a bike license&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: I want to get a bike license.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: I will kill you before the bike ever does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mom is crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115929785383580553?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115929785383580553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115929785383580553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115929785383580553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115929785383580553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/conversations-with-mum.html' title='Conversations with Mum'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115919300479511619</id><published>2006-09-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:03:24.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I am so F-R-U-S-T-R-A-T-E-D!!! It took me 2 days to download a 4.4Gb file and I went to Shift + Del it...within 2 seconds of completing the download. FRIGGIN HELL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115919300479511619?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115919300479511619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115919300479511619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115919300479511619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115919300479511619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115900842073031836</id><published>2006-09-23T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:47:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday! ...best wishes, you ungrateful bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/fucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/fucker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday! Best wishes on your 18th birthday! WOW! You can finally fucking smoke. HOLY!  I am so jealous.  It must be getting to your head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, what am I to do with this $50 cake.  It's been in my refridgerator for 2 fucking days now. Waiting for the rightful owner to comeby.  Oh I'm sorry, is it too cheap a present for you? Must be insulting.  Gotta do something about it.  Oh oh, I know, there are lots of stray animals around Singapore.  I'll just feed it to them. No no.  Even the strays will be insulted with such a cheap present.  I guess it goes down the chute. Down down.  Ahh. Thats more like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good now.  After all, when I told you about the cake you were like "urgh so?!". Yea I understand, its not you, must be some evil being which spawned inside of you.  Yes, I still remember that nice boy you were back then...sadly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115900842073031836?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115900842073031836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115900842073031836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115900842073031836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115900842073031836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-best-wishes-you.html' title='Happy Birthday! ...best wishes, you ungrateful bitch'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115730440741813489</id><published>2006-09-04T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:26:47.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;art school. (n.) a "school" for those who suck at math, history, and french&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to study at Royal College of Arts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115730440741813489?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115730440741813489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115730440741813489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115730440741813489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115730440741813489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/09/art-school.html' title='Art School'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115661564876147939</id><published>2006-08-27T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T02:07:28.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of what used to be a wireless adapter</title><content type='html'>This is a standard Linksys Wireless-G USB Adapter. I use it to connect wirelessly at home. But today, it malfunctioned. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/gr_49874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/gr_49874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I decided to give it the Isa treatment to see if I could make it work again. ET VOILA! This is the result after the mauling, slicing, whacking I gave it. Guess what...IT WORKS! IT WORKS! IT FUCKING WORKS! &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/DSC00020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/DSC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115661564876147939?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115661564876147939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115661564876147939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115661564876147939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115661564876147939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/of-what-used-to-be-wireless-adapter.html' title='of what used to be a wireless adapter'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115660806647858426</id><published>2006-08-26T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:26:36.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Python</title><content type='html'>Conversation an IT student will find funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Di : I saw a Python on my way here. It was THIS BIG!&lt;br /&gt;Alvin : Use system.exit() lah&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115660806647858426?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115660806647858426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115660806647858426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115660806647858426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115660806647858426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/python.html' title='Python'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115635324971659311</id><published>2006-08-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T01:14:09.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I grow up according to plan?</title><content type='html'>While sitting around at Downtown Macs just now, "Perfect" by Simple Plan streamed through the radio.  I was telling my friend how I disliked Simple Plan.  He, however, said that the song "Perfect" totally describes me.  I so agree with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey dad look at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think back and talk to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did I grow up according to plan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/simpleplan/perfect.html"&gt;..more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me.  You will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also talking about a teacher who taught me Art a year back.  Miss his clowning and antics.  Art was always fun.  A lesson I look forward to and wished there were more of it each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when he entered class and my U2 cd was playing on the radio.  I thought he'd confiscate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Who's CD is that!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh..hee..mine?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Isa, YOU LISTEN TO BLOODY GOOD MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes U2 too, apparently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115635324971659311?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115635324971659311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115635324971659311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115635324971659311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115635324971659311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/did-i-grow-up-according-to-plan.html' title='Did I grow up according to plan?'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115609524228649511</id><published>2006-08-21T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:35:36.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Family</title><content type='html'>Mom, Dad, Sister, Brother and Cousin quarelling at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa stays in his room and minds his own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost felt wrong to not be part of the war at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom seemed annoyed by the fact that I'm not affected and how I did't allow myself to be affected by the war going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isa, go clean up your room!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mom expecting me to procrastinate or argue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply to her, "OK", followed by a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could see that she was annoyed with my reply. I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was annoyed with cousin for using my brother's Billabong shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister arguing with brother for making so much noise kicking the ball around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, he kicked the ball and it hit the chandelier and voila! Dad got pissed with brother for breaking one of the chandelier bulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a happy family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss listening to U2. Been awhile since I last did. Gonna pop that CD into my HiFi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did minimal studying today. Brother's cute Indian tutor popped by. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing the net, looking at the possibilities of me furthuring my studies at either Jordan or Saudi Arabia. Felt patriotic being an Arab suddenly. This would probably fade away just like back then when I wanted to be a Doctor. What was I thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally decided what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a Design lecturer! Whoppie exciting! Like I realised this is one thing that has stuck to me since I was aged 5. Never got sick of art or design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115609524228649511?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115609524228649511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115609524228649511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115609524228649511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115609524228649511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-family.html' title='Happy Family'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115609379366038120</id><published>2006-08-21T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:12:32.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't like her after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115609379366038120?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115609379366038120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115609379366038120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115609379366038120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115609379366038120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/her.html' title='Her'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115565870505462634</id><published>2006-08-16T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:18:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://coelho.homeip.net/articles/sintra_myth.htm"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The video drags a little initially.  But its abrupt ending just blew me away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115565870505462634?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115565870505462634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115565870505462634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115565870505462634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115565870505462634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/teresa.html' title='Teresa'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115537847698722098</id><published>2006-08-12T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T18:27:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten</title><content type='html'>Was out with Syahril last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so disappointed with some people.  Saw a group of guys, drunk, apparently.  Whatever they were doing consciously or sub-consciously was so not funny.  I knew one of them but I think he was too drunk to recognise me.  2 of his friends were crossing this extremely busy main road.  The one the cuts through The Padang and City Hall.  Obviously not knowing what they were doing, they both stopped in the middle of 2 separate lanes.  I considered pushing them off the road.  But a selfish thought crossed my mind.  What if I die trying to save them, how would my family and friends react.  I would rather they die than I did, somehow.  So I didn't.  Instead I stared at them both in hope nothing would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened to them.  Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115537847698722098?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115537847698722098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115537847698722098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115537847698722098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115537847698722098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/rotten.html' title='Rotten'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115510824791444718</id><published>2006-08-09T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:24:07.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>yesterday was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of freaky too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115510824791444718?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115510824791444718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115510824791444718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115510824791444718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115510824791444718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115488573186821329</id><published>2006-08-07T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T01:35:31.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handphones</title><content type='html'>Phones used in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/d820.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/d820.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spanking new Samsung D820&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/8800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/8800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The luxurious Nokia 8800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/k750i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/k750i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The multi-functional Sony EricssonK750i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/v3x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/v3x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stylish Motorola V3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/1600/sf65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4446/1027/320/sf65.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spanking old, cheapo, feminine, non-functional Siemens SF65&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how each of us has a different brand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115488573186821329?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115488573186821329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115488573186821329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115488573186821329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115488573186821329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/handphones.html' title='Handphones'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115486413097524435</id><published>2006-08-06T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:35:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic - The Sequel</title><content type='html'>Watch it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vD4OnHCRd_4"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful trailer.  I wish it was real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115486413097524435?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115486413097524435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115486413097524435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115486413097524435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115486413097524435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/titanic-sequel.html' title='Titanic - The Sequel'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115486319981924326</id><published>2006-08-06T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:19:59.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swan-ed</title><content type='html'>I sliced the tip of my lip while shaving this morning. Small cut, lots of blood. Still hurts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website is done. Whoppie! School tomorrow, last week before the exams. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog for today. I spent the whole morning right up to a an hour ago creating the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to Ms.Swan. Go watch it on YouTube. You'll either laugh at her silliness or get bloody irritated. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_type=search_videos&amp;search_query=ms%20swan&amp;amp;search_sort=video_view_count&amp;search_category=0"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115486319981924326?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115486319981924326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115486319981924326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115486319981924326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115486319981924326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/swan-ed.html' title='Swan-ed'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12239901.post-115462324802223940</id><published>2006-08-04T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T00:51:06.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small World</title><content type='html'>I swear Edwin Coelho freaked me out. We know so many things about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin lets go pray&lt;br /&gt;...if you get what i mean (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago I was walking towards the bus stop when I passed this Indian couple. I started laughing when I heard their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girlfriend:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! I WILL KILL YOU, I TELL&lt;br /&gt;YOU! (said in an Indian accent)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am ,however, in no way racist. My friends compromise of a bunch of Chinese, Indian, Malay, Eurasian and even a Filipino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12239901-115462324802223940?l=blogvoxout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/feeds/115462324802223940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12239901&amp;postID=115462324802223940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115462324802223940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12239901/posts/default/115462324802223940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogvoxout.blogspot.com/2006/08/small-world.html' title='Small World'/><author><name>Isa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04839272522695154215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/swirly13/deviantID-edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
