<?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-1023098649998894116</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:41:16.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title. =P</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5624719045721163231</id><published>2010-01-03T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:45:46.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on image for clearer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/S0C7ZaooOXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7pofTRi-wRM/s1600-h/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/S0C7ZaooOXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7pofTRi-wRM/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422539996674931058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How ironical, an SP student advertising for TP. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No offence intended.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-5624719045721163231?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5624719045721163231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5624719045721163231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2010/01/click-on-image-for-clearer-view.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/S0C7ZaooOXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7pofTRi-wRM/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-183146201586715866</id><published>2010-01-02T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:27:24.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009 has ended, and it seem so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-183146201586715866?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/183146201586715866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/183146201586715866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-has-ended-and-it-seem-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5102614664998328373</id><published>2009-12-31T17:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:21:06.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zzz. Shouldn't have go out to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;Went halfway and they are going home. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start I don't even wanna go out, because 100% confirm will late and they might be done even before I reach there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am right. But the thing is, I still went out anyway. ZzZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While traveling halfway, Minoo called and said they are done.&lt;br /&gt;I was v. furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that sms telling me to "just come".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted 3hrs traveling to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, because I watched the EPL @ 3.45am today, I am unable to wake up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't totally their fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this shows that I must have a decisive mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-5102614664998328373?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5102614664998328373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5102614664998328373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/12/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4864598312249890685</id><published>2009-12-18T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:52:48.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally my com is back since ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day installing stuff back as they reformatted my com -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; My GCard Temperature Drop for the better! 45 degrees Celsius when it is idling, 70 at max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like last time whereby it is 65 and 100 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then. Thats all. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Someone is being irritating again. Haix&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/1023098649998894116-4864598312249890685?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4864598312249890685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4864598312249890685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-my-com-is-back-since-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-473170223418751348</id><published>2009-12-15T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:53:24.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sent my notebook for repairs on last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, this is the status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SyelpyRIBAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JZklWVeB5vw/s1600-h/status.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SyelpyRIBAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JZklWVeB5vw/s400/status.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415479214223131650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sian sia.. I really wish I have a new notebook or desktop.&lt;br /&gt;Regretted buying this notebook which has a shitty graphic card called Nvidia GeForce G105M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the power of marketing at work.&lt;br /&gt;++ I have no prior knowledge with mobile graphic cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That totally pwn my a$$ out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-473170223418751348?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/473170223418751348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/473170223418751348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/12/sent-my-notebook-for-repairs-on-last.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SyelpyRIBAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JZklWVeB5vw/s72-c/status.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4404929117733673288</id><published>2009-12-08T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:04:11.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn. Screwed up my java ~.~&lt;br /&gt;Hope its not too bad though. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-4404929117733673288?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4404929117733673288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4404929117733673288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2165488179618466332</id><published>2009-12-02T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:19:06.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holy cow. My Computer's LCD Screen got screwed.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. dont wanna talk abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I can go acer and settle this damn thing asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list of the problems i m facing now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul type="square"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overheated Graphics Card (with temperatures going to boiling point of water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bonkers volume adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cd-Tray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least(and the most urgent 1, LCD SCREEN) ZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian la... lol. hope it can survive till AT LEAST AFTER JAVA MST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retook the personality test again. and the latest result is shown on the left pane. With the previous result shown here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SxaC2gDbs8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tm1c7OqY4o8/s1600-h/Personality.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SxaC2gDbs8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tm1c7OqY4o8/s400/Personality.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410655875161109442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. the difference abit big eh? especially the 1st 1. which i dont even wanna type it out. =.=&lt;br /&gt;my musical seems to dominate now.. lol&lt;br /&gt;and the interpersonal.. idk why it isn't shown here.&lt;br /&gt;but if my memory doesnt fail me.. its at 5 puny percent.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K then. Till next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-2165488179618466332?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2165488179618466332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2165488179618466332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/12/holy-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SxaC2gDbs8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tm1c7OqY4o8/s72-c/Personality.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5125709524066215588</id><published>2009-12-01T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:03:19.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogged for fun. Maybe there is something I want to say out.&lt;br /&gt;Else I won't be here for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Java Assignment down, Probably that's something that I can get rid out of my mind.. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these few weeks, we(our grp) managed to spin out ideas on how our program will work, managed to find some methods that we find it nice and decided to try it out such as playing of trailers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;/* Warning, this is my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; rant. If the offending person sees this, please do not feel offended. I harbour &lt;u&gt;no ill intentions&lt;/u&gt; in writing this. Most importantly, I hope that you can acknowledge this and try to do something about it. Thanks.  -Zander  */&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, while we are doing, someone(let's called the person 'X') simply likes to come over, asked us how to do this particular method (let's take the cardlayout for example) and will say: can teach me how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I didn't think of anything and just teach X how to. But over time, it is beginning to get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one particular 1/2 hour break(which i remember v. clearly) where me and mo are doing java. X comes over and keep spamming us qns. Such as how to do this, how to do that. can show me this? can show me that? Naturally, i feel irritated. I just sat there, silent(++ black-faced) while mo keeps answering X's questions. I cant even forget that "Guilty-Like" look on X's face. It seems that it is stuck in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Java Presentation, X's program looks good, with ideas that our grp didn't even think abt it. But why? Why X keeps asking us how to do this how to do that? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In between presentation, i went to Barny's notebook&lt;span&gt; and opened a browser. Somehow, X saw this, came over and say this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want take barny's code ar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like err.. wtf? Why would i take his code? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just assignments, other stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;Google is your best friend, it can search anything you like. Ranging from useful software to even p*rn videos. but why is it that X cant find and started to ask ppl to give until ppl give up and give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perhaps X needs to be more... independent. Thats all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I am not perfect too, we are all humans are we?(unless aliens are looking at this blog, which i doubt so) Humans make mistakes. But some mistakes can be forgiven and forgotten. While some are just simply beyond forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there shall be a time for people to thrash it out, say out every single thing they hate about me. Maybe i will do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i wanna say, i hope that X will read this. (though i wun ask X to read).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I will apologize for that insult i made in the afternoon. I am unable to contain myself and shot it out. Sorry. (This is why i decided to write this post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-5125709524066215588?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5125709524066215588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5125709524066215588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogged-for-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-8369383146973960641</id><published>2009-11-12T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:20:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Define Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dictionary.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. actively and attentively engaged in work or a pastime: busy with her work.&lt;br /&gt;2. not at leisure; otherwise engaged: He couldn't see any visitors because he was busy.&lt;br /&gt;3. full of or characterized by activity: a busy life.&lt;br /&gt;4. (of a telephone line) in use by a party or parties and not immediately accessible.&lt;br /&gt;5. officious; meddlesome; prying.&lt;br /&gt;6. ornate, disparate, or clashing in design or colors; cluttered with small, unharmonious details; fussy: The rug is too busy for this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at school gets busier and busier (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;5 Pending Assignments to do. With 1 of them that needs to be completed next tues and the other in 10days time. sian ar.. guess for this few weeks i cant even go for soccer. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, looking forward to the holidays after MST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-8369383146973960641?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/8369383146973960641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/8369383146973960641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/11/define-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-1040757414246685132</id><published>2009-10-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:18:14.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;School's starting.&lt;br /&gt;Sian ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks just passed by sooooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-1040757414246685132?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/1040757414246685132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/1040757414246685132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/10/crap.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4832581763862785444</id><published>2009-10-09T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:31:02.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check my timetable for next semester just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. its just like a typical 9am to 5pm work day. except for wed and fri. LOL&lt;br /&gt;HCM (Ho Chee Meng, not highest common multiple) will be teaching of the modules. Perhaps he is my class's this semester's PT? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GEMS registration is around the corner.. yet i still have not decided which GEM to take..&lt;br /&gt;Sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-4832581763862785444?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4832581763862785444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4832581763862785444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/10/check-my-timetable-for-next-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-9141713482267157830</id><published>2009-09-24T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:00:12.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st event of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Exam results are satisfying for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying hard that my maths and technical and business comm. wont pull my grades down.&lt;br /&gt;did not disappoint myself though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the grades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Java Programming I: A&lt;br /&gt;Computers &amp;amp; Operating Systems: A&lt;br /&gt;IT Security Essentials : DIST&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics: A&lt;br /&gt;Technical and Business Communication (sh!t this module, aha.): B&lt;br /&gt;Our Nation, Our World (CME ._.): A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total GPA for this semester: 3.84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the technical business blablabla seriously is not the module that i wanna take, but at least it is not a D. phew =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of 1st event-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jiehao's house after going bugis junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i opened my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd event of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won myself a pair of Logitech Z-5 Speakers worth $169. LOL&lt;br /&gt;(and its just a consolation prize) -.-&lt;br /&gt;got it from a contest (The Straits Times: Digital Life) which requires you to answer simple questions and sms.&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is, i only sent ONE even though multiple entries are allowed. haha&lt;br /&gt;so theoretically i bought that speakers for.. 20cents? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait to collect it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of 2nd event-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, thats all for the day.. reached home at 0030 and started blogging. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-9141713482267157830?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/9141713482267157830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/9141713482267157830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-event-of-day-well-exam-results-are.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-6954279996963974709</id><published>2009-09-04T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:55:38.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its been 3 weeks since i last blogged. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;here comes the 6 weeks holidays!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've updated my song list, the 1st song is&lt;br /&gt;Heaven Can Wait by We the Kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, this song is nice!&lt;br /&gt;The style is totally different from the ones in the previous album.&lt;br /&gt;and i like it.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. thats all.. i wonder what i shud do for the holidays? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-6954279996963974709?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6954279996963974709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6954279996963974709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-3-weeks-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-478388208903555906</id><published>2009-08-10T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:51:16.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waa.. Java Assignment..&lt;br /&gt;The moment i submitted then i realise got errors.. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;Cant be helped though.. was rushing for time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On National Day, Minoo came my hse to chiong java from 3 to 11pm -.-"&lt;br /&gt;then halfway went to bought dinner and watched NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The segment i like is.. the moment when the president arrived and the National Anthem started to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why.. but I just like the melody of the National Anthem.. haha&lt;br /&gt;it is totally different from the 1 that i heard in secondary school EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;this 1 made me wanna sing along.. not like the JVS's version whereby every1 is silent. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated 44th Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-478388208903555906?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/478388208903555906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/478388208903555906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/08/waa.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-7183787862185071319</id><published>2009-07-15T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:31:36.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was browsing youtube when i stumbled upon this error:&lt;br /&gt;(click on the image for a clearer view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SlzI9coQWII/AAAAAAAAADg/L-fr9-gKG3U/s1600-h/YoutubeError.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SlzI9coQWII/AAAAAAAAADg/L-fr9-gKG3U/s400/YoutubeError.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358378614646659202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol @ monkeys.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-7183787862185071319?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7183787862185071319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7183787862185071319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-browsing-youtube-till-i-stumbled.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_An3jw5xD5ww/SlzI9coQWII/AAAAAAAAADg/L-fr9-gKG3U/s72-c/YoutubeError.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2174191989752430610</id><published>2009-07-11T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:11:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zzz as if it wasn't enough, i got another disappointing news for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maths MST (Mid-Sem Test). Scored a pathetic 38/60. (2.0 gpa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constitutes 25% of my maths module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth is wrong. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-2174191989752430610?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2174191989752430610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2174191989752430610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/07/zzz-as-if-it-wasnt-enough-i-got-another.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2936647398320871872</id><published>2009-07-07T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:32:41.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn. what the hell is wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;it feels as if i m.. separated from my own class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. old problems came out. again.&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/1023098649998894116-2936647398320871872?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2936647398320871872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2936647398320871872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4917756476694660402</id><published>2009-06-06T23:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:42:03.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;went for afternoon soccer which is from 2-5pm&lt;br /&gt;tanning myself in the process..&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring sia.. thanks to the unbearable heat. =.=&lt;br /&gt;then went to hawker centre to eat ice kachang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially wanted to eat dinner there..&lt;br /&gt;but 1 fucking incident happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WARNING* EXPLICT CONTENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone (dun want to mention who he is) summoned his "friends" to ask ppl to join into some business shit.&lt;br /&gt;That group of "friends" sat at a table near us.&lt;br /&gt;One approached zheqin, asking him to attend sth(i forgotten)? lmao.&lt;br /&gt;lucky zq rejected. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. few claimed that it is "easy money"&lt;br /&gt;it is just a stupid statement to attract more ppl.. so they can earn $$ for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Easy money? Sure is.. but for the 1s that are at the top. (Multi-Level Management)&lt;br /&gt;Those at the top earned alot.. making the bottom 1s(especially the most bottom 1)..&lt;br /&gt;Theoretically Slaves.. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he brought his "friends" over without even asking us!&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;This is getting stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I think i cant take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;thats why i scolded that guy..&lt;br /&gt;"你把朋友当成什么？!"&lt;br /&gt;(What do you treat your friends for?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USING FRIENDS TO EARN PROFIT? AREN'T YOU SELFISH?&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T ONE FIND OTHERS TO EARN INSTEAD OF DIGGING ANY FRIENDS?!&lt;br /&gt;, KNOWING THAT THEY ARE NOT EVEN INTERESTED?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(holy shit. i scolded someone on my birthday. zzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently after my scolding, he took his bags, stomped back to his "friends" and cursed at me.&lt;br /&gt;i saw that hand gesture and that fuck face he made. (not just me.. few others also saw it)&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i am utterly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;constant reminders for 4 yrs without even changing.&lt;br /&gt;looks like he needs to learn the lesson via&lt;br /&gt;THE HARD WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went off.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;stomached too much anger to eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*END OF EXPLICT CONTENT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to gek poh play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;played for awhile.. then strangers came.&lt;br /&gt;so went to pioneer mall.. eat dinner(my stomach's empty again).&lt;br /&gt;and went to play LAN.&lt;br /&gt;finally... they decided to play CS. =P&lt;br /&gt;its like damn long sia..&lt;br /&gt;since poly started we cant even find time to play LAN tgt.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chose all those LOL maps.&lt;br /&gt;some damn fun, some are v. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played till 10.30PM..&lt;br /&gt;and went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore.. learnt AND refined an important lesson today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never use your friends as a tool for your own purpose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that someone apparently apologised. i accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks for all the wishes. =)&lt;br /&gt;damn. 1 yr older. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-4917756476694660402?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4917756476694660402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4917756476694660402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5228468373043917681</id><published>2009-05-31T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:45:16.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sianz.&lt;br /&gt;I'm f***ed upside down inside out.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do.. so little time.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONOW.. i dun even know wad the heck am I suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;and apparently,&lt;br /&gt;time is running out. bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like failing this dumb module.&lt;br /&gt;Tedious and useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBCM.. things are starting to have progress..&lt;br /&gt;The pace is quickened.. So my group shud able to complete in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISE.. Group assignment not confirmed yet.. so its still okay.&lt;br /&gt;Individual Assignment: sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Find articles + Reflections + Decorate.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO? Decorate? Please la. Am I an art's student? What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;If nv decorate = Low marks? bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;My art simply sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Hated it since secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math: Need more clarification on that assignment. Damn. If that 1 question is solved everything is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-5228468373043917681?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5228468373043917681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5228468373043917681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/05/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-7978406880202237919</id><published>2009-05-23T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:46:09.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had soccer today.. this time missing alot of ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but luckily i managed to ask some of my classmates to play. phew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in the end it is "neutralised".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats all for now. bye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Zander&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-7978406880202237919?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7978406880202237919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7978406880202237919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-soccer-today.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-7765897209766975228</id><published>2009-05-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:55:22.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.. wanted to post so.. here ya go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like my injury is more serious than i thought..&lt;br /&gt;elbow dislocation...&lt;br /&gt;will take at least 3months to recover.. best thing is.. it MAY NOT recover fully..&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my arm can only bend 90degrees nia.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;had trouble wearing my headphones.. so i stopped wearing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly life is getting more stress.&lt;br /&gt;Assignments keep piling up and up.&lt;br /&gt;whatsmore, i hate the ONOW assignment,&lt;br /&gt;so tedious, yet only a pathetic 2 credit point for the module called Our Nation, Our World.&lt;br /&gt;In short, CME. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is getting harder and harder..&lt;br /&gt;Java is getting crazier and crazier..&lt;br /&gt;ISE is getting "duller" and "duller"..&lt;br /&gt;ONOW is getting "Stupider" and "Stupidier"&lt;br /&gt;COS is getting drier and drier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-7765897209766975228?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7765897209766975228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7765897209766975228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-6018500155706791872</id><published>2009-05-02T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:45:40.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i cant type well in this condition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02052009390.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/th_02052009390.jpg" alt="my hand =.=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wonder how i got that?&lt;br /&gt;ask my friends for more info&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;it was damn pain at the start&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;after going to the 铁打..&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling better now..&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the muscles moving in my arm..&lt;br /&gt;ZzZz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am wondering how can i do any essential stuff during this 1 week..&lt;br /&gt;any advice? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-6018500155706791872?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6018500155706791872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6018500155706791872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5918679605068549499</id><published>2009-04-26T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:24:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow. Just reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evenings are just the best! =)&lt;br /&gt;Played street soccer at gekpoh instead of the usual shuqun.&lt;br /&gt;Coz kana booked by some1. zzz&lt;br /&gt;That guy is so persistant, keep snatching our timeslot.&lt;br /&gt;So no choice.. ask derek to book next week's session on saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;which is 1 week in advance.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then JinLong initially wanted to go the cage play.. which is an indoor street soccer court.&lt;br /&gt;the price = holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;$107/hr&lt;br /&gt;zZzZ&lt;br /&gt;Even ECP also cheaper than them lor.. 90bucks..&lt;br /&gt;Somemore Jln Bahar there so ulu.. but price so high.&lt;br /&gt;lol sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played till halfway leg cramp.. sth which has not happened for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired sia.. the court 1.5x bigger than shuqun.. run up round down few rounds = i gg le.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped playing at 10.30PM.&lt;br /&gt;Went McDonalds to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Left at 11.15PM&lt;br /&gt;scared cant make it in time for last train..&lt;br /&gt;but actually still can make it..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 12.30AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-5918679605068549499?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5918679605068549499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5918679605068549499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-1633323270829525258</id><published>2009-04-24T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:16:02.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FINALLY ITS WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;STILL CANT GET USED TO THE WAKE UP AT MORNING AND SLEEP LATE ROUTINE.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to get used to it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Learned so many stuffz in 1 week, but i like java programming most!&lt;br /&gt;followed by maths..&lt;br /&gt;The maths like damn zzz. chapter1 is MATRIX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. suddenly felt like doing Amaths.. coz the questions are similar to it.&lt;br /&gt;managed to do finish all on thursday night. so during tutorial lesson today i can slack around.&lt;br /&gt;=xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya, i don't understand wad my maths lecturer is saying at times, even though he is helpful..&lt;br /&gt;i wish mdm wu is my lecturer.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some funny 1s such as my course's chairman, which is teaching my class CME. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Vernon Tan, my class tutor/teaches my class ISE(IT security essentials)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of stuff to study and do. ++ seeing my classmates work damn hard.. i'm starting to feel pressurised. wad junhao(senior) said is right.. DISM is 1 of the course that will be 1 of the stressful 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got to start working hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-1633323270829525258?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/1633323270829525258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/1633323270829525258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-its-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-3038487968008001115</id><published>2009-04-23T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:34:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suddenly wanted to took a personaility test. Looks like I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;So.. I have put my results on the blog.. For every1 to see.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I am definitely an introvert (74%.. imba) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-3038487968008001115?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3038487968008001115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3038487968008001115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/suddenly-wanted-to-took-personaility.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-7580556435447232611</id><published>2009-04-19T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:53:28.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;. its tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many incidents happened during the 4yrs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the day when i 1st stepped into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JVS&lt;/span&gt;, finding my class and sat down in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;then saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yulei&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; was quite surprised. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, we have all graduated, with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; going separate ways..&lt;br /&gt;50/50 poly/jc. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;even so, we were futher splitted into different courses/classes.&lt;br /&gt;the days just passed by without us knowing.&lt;br /&gt;and we find ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;starting school in a new environment,&lt;br /&gt;getting to know more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;gaining new knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recalled the good old days,&lt;br /&gt;where we were in the classroom,&lt;br /&gt;with some sleeping (thanks to the boring lessons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, some1 will say&lt;br /&gt;Young man there, don't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;amaths&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1 of the subjects that i hated. ( the other being combined humans )&lt;br /&gt;have been failing since sec3 started.&lt;br /&gt;when CA and SA came the grade was always.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F9...&lt;br /&gt;F9...&lt;br /&gt;F9...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. F9. even till prelims i was still having F9.&lt;br /&gt;I was so discouraged at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was always telling me since sec 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Go tuition la! Always fail.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i believed that tuition won't work on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; went to tuition for my whole primary school life.&lt;br /&gt;wad's tuition to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just more work to do.&lt;br /&gt;wad's the point if you got so many work when you don't even understand a single piece of them?&lt;br /&gt;so i just told my mum,&lt;br /&gt;you will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tons and tons of night class,&lt;br /&gt;every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning @ library that lasted till evening, chionging amaths&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get an A2 for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OLevels&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, I wanted to thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She is the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;imba&lt;/span&gt; teacher in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;JVS&lt;/span&gt; InMyHumbleOpinion. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part will perhaps be the most memorial 1 in my sec school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya, my other hated subject didnt do quite well, its a C5.&lt;br /&gt;damn it, I JUST HATE PURE MEMORISING.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a stupid crush i had during sec3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i got it either.&lt;br /&gt;you wanna keep it out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; mind,&lt;br /&gt;but you just simply can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;the whole feeling lasted till after Os.&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; the teachers day concert in sec3&lt;br /&gt;whereby almost the whole class participated.&lt;br /&gt;giving my personality now, i wonder why i participated at the 1st place. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally got to understand wad's the feeling of being "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;" during sec3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; left out back then.&lt;br /&gt;seeing them talk &amp;amp; laugh, while they were very oblivious to your presence.&lt;br /&gt;that period of time.. i hated them, honest.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, there was a listening ear (in fact a few) for me to pour my thoughts to.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ya. you know who you are. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these are all parts and parcels of life.&lt;br /&gt;You can't expect it to be a perfect 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. a new chapter will unfold tomorrow for me.&lt;br /&gt;at the very least, i wanted to enter university.&lt;br /&gt;That will be my personal target. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all those starting school tml, all the best!!&lt;br /&gt;to those in JC, continue to do well ya! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wai Aik. [ Just like to use this name for the last time. =) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-7580556435447232611?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7580556435447232611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7580556435447232611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz_19.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-8130445093561241718</id><published>2009-04-17T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:34:04.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haiz. less than 100hrs till school starts..&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dreaded it.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's the day where the soccer guys are playing for the last time before poly starts.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps things will be getting busy&lt;br /&gt;till a point where not many wanna play soccer on saturday anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander / Wai Aik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-8130445093561241718?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/8130445093561241718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/8130445093561241718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2534554336410934151</id><published>2009-04-12T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:41:05.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just another boring post..&lt;br /&gt;Right now my mind is soo energetic..&lt;br /&gt;even though I reached home at 11.30pm after playing soccer since 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt;, I shud be damn tired when I reached home..&lt;br /&gt;but by &lt;u&gt;left&lt;/u&gt;, I am very awake.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body clock suffered a breakdown. Since 2009 starts, I woke up at 1pm everyday.. only to sleep at 4.30am..&lt;br /&gt;Recently it is more worse.. 2pm wake up, 6am sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone fix this damn clock for me? xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.. off to re-watch naruto!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-2534554336410934151?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2534554336410934151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2534554336410934151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-another-boring-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-3007322488386919915</id><published>2009-04-10T16:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:40:49.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camp finished on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;Attempting to post what I remembered when my memory is still fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. a summary of what happened at camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 6/4 :&lt;/span&gt; Reported at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SP's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; T19 @ 2pm to confirm attendance.&lt;br /&gt;Split into groups.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gathered together.&lt;br /&gt;Split into groups. (this is the 1 whereby I got to know 10 others for the past 3 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XiangRong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Minoo&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Mabel were in the same group.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas I got separated from them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played station games (amazing race style), that require us to run around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DMIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Building for the whole afternoon and evening.&lt;br /&gt;It was this day whereby the group name is decided.. and its D-Cup! (D-sized b**&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =x)&lt;br /&gt;Painted our group shield @ night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Afterwhich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nightwalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is at midnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nightwalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too awesome!&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ambiance&lt;/span&gt;, the atmosphere is great!&lt;br /&gt;They paired a boy and a girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tgt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (except for some) and walked around the whole SP.&lt;br /&gt;It is damn dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. and out of nowhere they will scare the living hell out of us.&lt;br /&gt;I got paired up with Rina and we started walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the stupid, dark tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pure madness.&lt;br /&gt;Walking in and cant see anything.. not even the newspapers that are scattered on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and the toilet papers hanging on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, 3 "ghosts" that are crouching on the floor stood up, turned on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;torchlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I startled at leaned myself against the wall. Didn't scream though. =x&lt;br /&gt;but my heart was beating furiously, v.scary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Rina screamed like there is no tomorrow.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked out of the tunnel,&lt;br /&gt;Rina was so afraid that I suggested to her to wait for the next pair.&lt;br /&gt;Since we saw the next pair starting to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Heard their screams (came from the tunnel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), waited for a minute, and saw the 2 coming out)&lt;br /&gt;We joined them and started walking again.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to know their names though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Sadded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ When we reached the next area some unidentified object hanging from the ceiling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dropped&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 girls shrieked.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 boys stunned.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the game personnel told us (the 2 pairs) to separate (since if we stay together it will spoil all the fun).&lt;br /&gt;No choice then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing eventful except encountering lots of "ghosts".&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, there was 1 area whereby we need to walk into a toilet that is interlinked.&lt;br /&gt;Enter from one end, and exit from another. The design is somewhat like a square without the bottom line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to find a piece of paper that was at the basin, write our names, and leave the area. Lucky we didn't look up when we were writing.. if not we will see something that will scare the hell out of us. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wad some1 said)&lt;br /&gt;There was another part whereby we have to split.&lt;br /&gt;So me and Rina got separated.&lt;br /&gt;The layout is like a square. Therefore we will meet again when we walked finish the segment. There were 2 "ghosts" that made meow sounds when I was walking.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for Rina, her path didn't have any1 on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Meet another pair when we intend to take the lift down.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the floor, 2 ghosts (lazy to put the inverted commas anymore) were at both sides of the lift waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;We went out and... BOO!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;DMIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; block, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;encoutering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tons of ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;This time we walked with 4-5 other pairs (no kidding, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the back were walking too fast and we were slow. =x)&lt;br /&gt;Got separated back into our pairs and took the lift up.&lt;br /&gt;Got 1 idiot hiding in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the floor, He suddenly screamed and shocked us (again).&lt;br /&gt;More encounters of ghost on the way and&lt;br /&gt;finally, we finished walking and the path linked us back to our bunks.&lt;br /&gt;Said bye to Rina as we were from different group.&lt;br /&gt;That ends Day 1. Slept at 5am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANT FALL ASLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday 7/4: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Minoo&lt;/span&gt; fell sick. So he had no choice but have to go home.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Sadded&lt;/span&gt;. =X&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, showered, had brunch, and played station games.&lt;br /&gt;This time was running around the whole of SP.&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Douby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ghaut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished the stations at SP, we need to have our faced painted.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;embarassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the face paint and doing cheers to "alert" people,&lt;br /&gt;especially that we were in a "tourist-infested" area. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole event &amp;amp; had dinner..&lt;br /&gt;Then we have campfire.. (at the 2nd night.. i tot it will be on the 3rd).&lt;br /&gt;performed a skit with D-Cup.&lt;br /&gt;damn LOL can..&lt;br /&gt;its a story abt 4 guys going breast enhancement @ sawaDCUP xD&lt;br /&gt;then something screwed up and 1 guy's breast was f***ed up to D-Cup LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 other guys zao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; here comes another night game.&lt;br /&gt;This time, its running around SP to collect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lightsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a group. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;DCup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;We will encounter the good, the bad, the neutral turned good/bad on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the game was full of running/cheering.&lt;br /&gt;Finished the game and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday 8/4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the afternoon. Played station games (&amp;amp; again) that lasted till evening.&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;soaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; affair.. as we need to go down to the sea, making ourselves wet..&lt;br /&gt;rolling on the sand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, after having our dinner.. here comes the fun part..&lt;br /&gt;each group have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;sabo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(male) to transform him into a woman -.-&lt;br /&gt;and have to stand in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;That segment is damn funny&lt;br /&gt;that every1 laughed till crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. here comes the clubbing part.&lt;br /&gt;Half expecting that/ Half Surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they started the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;clubbin&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;and we have no knowledge of it when we entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;The clubbing part lasted till 5am+ .&lt;br /&gt;This time I fell asleep as I was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday 9/4 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Usual morning stuff, then proceeded to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;foodcourt&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Afterwhich&lt;/span&gt;, we packed our stuff and went to line up.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were given an A4 size paper to paste it at our back and let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; write their thoughts about you down.&lt;br /&gt;This was whereby we got to know that the organising team added 2 "spies" (or catalyst) to spice up the atmosphere.. and 1 of them was in my group.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda surprised.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; he even lied to us that he was a dropout from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;well, he is a graduate from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;SP's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;DIT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we went to a lecture hall for prize presentation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back. Took our bags and proceeded to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;phototaking&lt;/span&gt; session.&lt;br /&gt;and it seems forever.. but I TOOK BACK MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like for eternity.. even though its only for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;Missed out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; stuffs.. Outdated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;SMSes&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;My friends went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt; for cycling.&lt;br /&gt;But I was unable to go due to the camp. =(&lt;br /&gt;Well, who cares? The camp is MORE FUN THAN THAT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 SP shirts and took a taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My Thoughts for the camp:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Ppl&lt;/span&gt; from D-Cup, You guys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt; have realised by now more about me. I am 1 hell of a person that seemed not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; during camp(that includes the cheers). But I really enjoyed myself during the camp. Perhaps this is the camp i thoroughly liked. =)&lt;br /&gt;Compared to other camps which made me emo. =x&lt;br /&gt;So yea. DMIT CAMP ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its GREAT TO KNOW YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Delconi&lt;/span&gt; - Group Leader&lt;br /&gt;Serene - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;GL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;WeiShan&lt;/span&gt; - Catalyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Renzhong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin&lt;br /&gt;Johan&lt;br /&gt;Alison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;SiHao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;HuiFang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Zander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Thanks to that camp.. i was forced to communicate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;lMaO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-3007322488386919915?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3007322488386919915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3007322488386919915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/camp-finished-on-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2811747922282025267</id><published>2009-04-05T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:16:00.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Going off to camp tml..&lt;br /&gt;Hope i will find it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;After all, its complete strangers over there.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't expect myself to feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;del&gt;left out&lt;/del&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them.. I have(had) bad memories that will simply embed itself into my brain, no way of deleting it. For those people who I ranted out my thoughts to, you should know what I am saying. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, leaving for SP's DMIT (Digital Media &amp;amp; Infocomm Technology) Camp on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Its a 4Days 3 Nights one.&lt;br /&gt;Expecting myself to enjoy it. ( Even though I doubted it b4 =/ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ending my post here. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Finally, people are going to call me Zander instead of Wai Aik. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-2811747922282025267?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2811747922282025267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2811747922282025267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-off-to-camp-tml.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-7637764790960676806</id><published>2009-02-28T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:56:29.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up early in the morning.. Just to meet Primary School classmates @ 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite disappointed to see only a few ppl.&lt;br /&gt;CaiYi, Royston, MingYong and Grace + yun and yl&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to YL's hse, Crap abit then proceeded to soccer court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soccer we went to eat at Teh Tarik.&lt;br /&gt;The weather was quite nice I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy rain + wind = V.Cooling.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, online msn.&lt;br /&gt;Minoo the joker asked me.&lt;br /&gt;whether the medical staff got check private part.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I said no. -.-&lt;br /&gt;His eyes don't know grow on where de. Never read properly.&lt;br /&gt;$60 = fly away -.-&lt;br /&gt;Due to the "additional" check-up and Jurong Polyclinic not being listed on the Singapore Polytechnic's medical list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-7637764790960676806?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7637764790960676806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/7637764790960676806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/woke-up-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5208817639955786406</id><published>2009-02-26T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:00:41.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to apply for the scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to push myself till I cannot tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I want to work at my own pace without any pressure on me. =)&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it requires a long long long effort on my part.&lt;br /&gt;3Yrs Poly + 2Yrs NS + 3-4Yrs University = Holy 8-9Yrs.&lt;br /&gt;I will take that as 10Yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, 10Yrs may be a bit too long.&lt;br /&gt;If one doesn't meet their expectations, like they are unable to enter university, or has an average score(the scholarship requires one to graduate with flying colours),&lt;br /&gt;that poor person must be prepared as they will slap you with the LD.&lt;br /&gt;Even though they stressed that they will look at it on a case-by-case basis,&lt;br /&gt;I doubt they will be that humane to sympatise with you.&lt;br /&gt;They sponsor you, expecting you to do well.&lt;br /&gt;Not to waste the government's $$ down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. Thats the reason for myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm convinced that I won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;Since its my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices have consequences~ (Dunno where I've heard it -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. Feeling very bored these few days.&lt;br /&gt;YS, YS, and YL [ Y(S, S, L)] started working.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wanna work too! As always.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Peer Pressure&lt;/span&gt;.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-5208817639955786406?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5208817639955786406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5208817639955786406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/decided-not-to-apply-for-scholarship.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2253286382177888561</id><published>2009-02-23T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:41:08.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to medical check with Dickson in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;There are Colour Blind test, Urine(-.-), height and weight, x-ray -.-&lt;br /&gt;It took almost 1hr to complete the whole medical check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these, I went to Dickson house.&lt;br /&gt;Played Gunbound with him using my old acc -.-&lt;br /&gt;He used his old acc too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly Pre-Enrolment is tml..&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the tedious stuff..&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Signing off now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to decide.&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/1023098649998894116-2253286382177888561?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2253286382177888561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2253286382177888561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-medical-check-with-dickson-in.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-6276182532599384977</id><published>2009-02-20T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:10:14.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally bothered to post.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. Since there's nth to post abt recently..&lt;br /&gt;So don't post better.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. on to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Suntec Convention Centre with Esther's friend to attend the Integrated Infocomm Scholarship (IIS) talk.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds rather attractive though,&lt;br /&gt;but the biggest question in my mind is : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of the penalties incurred if you are unable to perform up to expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liquidated Damages&lt;/span&gt; (LD).&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. My mum keep "forcing" me to apply for it.&lt;br /&gt;She says no harm applying.&lt;br /&gt;Please, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am the one who is studying, not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost fall out with her because of that.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in my mind, I want to apply for it.&lt;br /&gt;I've got the interest and the grades.(=x)&lt;br /&gt;But the words LD keep appearing in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;forming a barrier in my brain. -.-&lt;br /&gt;This application closes at 28Feb.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can decide by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Any kind soul wish to advice me? o_O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received the SP Enrolment Package.&lt;br /&gt;It looks v.troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Need to apply this, apply that. ZzZz&lt;br /&gt;Still need go Medical Checkup somemore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya. My name Zander is not reflected in it.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it is another troublesome stuff I need to take care of  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!!!!!!!!!! Wad an idiotic day i had!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8More Days to Decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-6276182532599384977?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6276182532599384977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6276182532599384977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-bothered-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2335945233923850165</id><published>2009-02-08T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:15:02.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to meet YL and ZK at IMM to eat at pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to soccer.&lt;br /&gt;The moment we reached there,&lt;br /&gt;YL complained of stomachache, lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz After that went to eat and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There u go, nth to post le. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-2335945233923850165?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2335945233923850165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2335945233923850165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-meet-yl-and-zk-at-imm-to-eat-at.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-6211287019926285256</id><published>2009-02-06T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:57:43.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to watch Inkheart today @ JP.&lt;br /&gt;More info about inkheart @ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inkheart_%28film%29"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Found it nice, I will give it a rating of 8.5/10. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the movie, Sam smsed, telling us that there will be soccer tml.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go, of course.&lt;br /&gt;But I no longer treat it as a "hobby" now.&lt;br /&gt;Since I've lost quite a bit of interest on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, Nothing to post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-6211287019926285256?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6211287019926285256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/6211287019926285256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-watch-inkheart-today-jp.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-8566828106899160130</id><published>2009-02-04T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:17:30.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up at 8.30am++ Thanks to JK's sms. -.=&lt;br /&gt;Drifted back to sleep at woke up at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;1.30PM?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Holy!!&lt;br /&gt;I need to go back jvs @ 2.30!! Zzz!&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared myself and chiong there via taxi. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Reached the Polyclinic busstop at around 2.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Met with minoo, yulei and huiyuan before entering the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the security table, we need to sign in 1st. ._.&lt;br /&gt;BingAn joined us and we took our visitor passes and went inside.&lt;br /&gt;Esther and KahYee joined us shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;We were split into different classes,&lt;br /&gt;to "guide" the students in Maths.&lt;br /&gt;And me and minoo got 2A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite shocked that alot of the students at 2A still dunno abt the maths problems.&lt;br /&gt;I think 2D is even better. Coz yl say that there are around 9-10.&lt;br /&gt;But 2A has around.. almost half of the class ? -.=&lt;br /&gt;that 1hr went by v.fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to market to have lunch/dinner.&lt;br /&gt;after that we proceeded to dickson's hse.&lt;br /&gt;play more blackjack and went home at around 9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all for today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-8566828106899160130?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/8566828106899160130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/8566828106899160130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/woke-up-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4172497343794458315</id><published>2009-02-03T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:32:42.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to discovery centre today with yongshun, dickson, yun, Yl (or javier. -.=)&lt;br /&gt;Its quite boring, contradicting to what dickson said.&lt;br /&gt;After watching 4D, 3D, 2D shows,&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to the exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i think science centre is better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat after that and went to yl's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Since it is not 15days after lunar new year, Yl's mum gave me and yun an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpao&lt;/span&gt;. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml going back JVS, to teach lowersec maths.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously duno how to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;But since the JC students are not free, those polys de go lor.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now, Sayonara~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-4172497343794458315?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4172497343794458315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4172497343794458315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-discovery-centre-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4741545394605760889</id><published>2009-02-02T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:58:23.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up at 9am. Then fell asleep and woke up 40mins later. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am going to SP to accompany MinOo to enquire more about the 2 courses (Infocomm Security Management and IT) before making the decision whether to appeal or not.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, he still can't make a decision as the lecturers were not available. Zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Tanjong Pagar with YS to collect his salary, but me and minoo stayed inside the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;Went to JE Popular to buy the Taylor Swift album, then proceeded to IMM's Pepper Lunch to eat.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Creative to take back my headphones.&lt;br /&gt;They replaced a new 1 for me. xD&lt;br /&gt;Went to JE Mrt to meet up with YL Yun Dic.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go snow city.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WAIT. IT IS CLOSED ON MONDAYS. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idle around before going to JE Lib and went to Sim Lim Square to take back my com.&lt;br /&gt;The person said my graphic card is on the verge of failing.&lt;br /&gt;So my mum purchased a new 1. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Its definitely better than my previous 1. Yay~&lt;br /&gt;However its still not a "crazy" gaming card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha quite happy today. coz my com and headphones came back on the same day xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-4741545394605760889?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4741545394605760889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4741545394605760889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/02/woke-up-at-9am.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-5616738116404553574</id><published>2009-01-31T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:54:27.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wee finally can blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to get the com sneakily.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked for my dad's permission to use his notebook and he allowed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 30jan.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pariss @ marina square at around 5.&lt;br /&gt;Waited till 5.30pm to enter and started eating. (Yea, its a buffet dinner)&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna elaborate. =P&lt;br /&gt;for more detailed(and funny) posting of the buffet, pls go to dickson's blog @ &lt;a href="http://pred92.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the very 1st time, I "lao-ed" yu-sheng with my friends. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Love matters.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite funny though.&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around 3 gentleman. (Young, Middle-aged, Old) =P&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna spoil those who intend to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Its NC16 btw.&lt;br /&gt;After watching we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to repair my com tml. FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;I M SICK OF USING A NOTEBOOK THAT DOESN'T HAVE MY FILES/PROGRAMS. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Damn! Ez-Link is adult fare soon!! AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-5616738116404553574?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5616738116404553574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/5616738116404553574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/wee-finally-can-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-3931697093000326043</id><published>2009-01-30T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:21:57.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Received the posting results via SMS @ 6.51Am.&lt;br /&gt;But i woke up at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, Went in to my 1st choice,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Infocomm Security Management&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its at SP.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that i went in to the course i wanted. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later. So bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&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/1023098649998894116-3931697093000326043?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3931697093000326043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3931697093000326043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/muhahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-9177770832276221852</id><published>2009-01-29T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:51:57.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol. Finally bothered to post.&lt;br /&gt;But its NOT on my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;It's still spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to bring it to Sim Lim Square yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;My mum called SLS and the guard said that not many shops are open for business.&lt;br /&gt;Moreever, I called the shop that I have my desktop built.&lt;br /&gt;There was no answer.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, decided not to go to prevent disappointment and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sibei&lt;/span&gt; expensive parking charges.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, in the middle of the night, sitting on my bed typing.&lt;br /&gt;With my dad's notebook! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY day 2 was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Visited 2 uncles, and 1 aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;Played Blackjack - Holy, dun talk abt it. =X&lt;br /&gt;My uncle called for pizza hut delivery and after eating we started to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lao yusheng&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;My bro(the sec3 1) damn spoilsport.&lt;br /&gt;Take the chopsticks and anyhow "play" with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yusheng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In the end. Our hands &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kana&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to his "ruthless" tossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I suddenly liked playing piano!! Even though I don't even know anything about it, I can play the tunes out!! Haha!! Played it at my uncle's house and he was shocked!! xD And yea, I won my cousin in OLevels. haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going over to samuel's house today in the afternoon or evening to have steamboat. But before that I need to go to Creative to send my headphones for repairs. (Yes, the $399 1. ._. Its Dead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done posting for now. Haha. Will be back when i feel like it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-9177770832276221852?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/9177770832276221852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/9177770832276221852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-2229932227065019705</id><published>2009-01-26T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:47:34.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn.. Blogging using my phone now. Since my desktop is spoilt. Courtesy of my bro. Idiot. ._. Wanna act pro, open the casing of the computer coz it cant boot up. In the end, the power button dropped out. Now it cant be pressed. Zzz damn him. Will be sending it for repairs on wednesday. ._.                                                                                Went to grandma's house today to have lunch. Then went back home. ._. Will start going to relatives houses tml. Cant wait to see my cousins! LOL                     Signing off now. Since i am soo lazy in typing with a phone. Bye.. -Zander&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-2229932227065019705?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2229932227065019705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/2229932227065019705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-250191938176925323</id><published>2009-01-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:02:14.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Niu Year~ Lazy to post. =P&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/1023098649998894116-250191938176925323?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/250191938176925323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/250191938176925323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-niu-year-lazy-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-1175031187834949569</id><published>2009-01-24T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:36:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to temple at around 11am++.&lt;br /&gt;To "visit" my grandfather, grandmother and aunt.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite boring though. With nothing to do. ._.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite shocked when my uncle gave me $$(No, not hongpao money).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: My OLevel results.&lt;br /&gt;Since I got 3As, he gave me $150! =) ($50 each)&lt;br /&gt;My mum asked me why he gave me that $$.&lt;br /&gt;I just replied her: 你儿子拿A你没给奖励, 反而还要我自己花自己的钱. (Its true anyway, after I started work she never gave me a cent. ._. I've been surviving on my salary, since I stopped work, which is decreasing everyday. zZzZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just laughed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM to buy clothes after that.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 1 shirt and 1 jeans. Total: $80++ gone.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Pepper Lunch to have Lunch(or Dinner? ._.): Another $15 gone.&lt;br /&gt;Result? A whooping $95!! (Damn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for soccer after that.&lt;br /&gt;Sibei sianz sia. Only a few ppl went.&lt;br /&gt;Coz Yk, Ys, Ys went to JP to buy more clothes. -.=&lt;br /&gt;So only dickson, jinlong, yulei, alvin, hanting, samuel, dennis, me at the soccer court.&lt;br /&gt;Play awhile sian diao liao.&lt;br /&gt;Ht left, followed by alvin. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Then at around 8.50pm++, the 3 jokers came. =.=!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9pm. Yl and Jl went home.&lt;br /&gt;The remaining of us went to macdonalds to have dinner(supper. -.=)&lt;br /&gt;Talk more craps and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, typing all these stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;Tml will be a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;Its 除夕 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;CNY will be the day after that.&lt;br /&gt;A boring tml~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-1175031187834949569?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/1175031187834949569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/1175031187834949569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-temple-at-around-11am.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-3615753839130875349</id><published>2009-01-23T20:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:16:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Generally, I stayed at home for the whole day cause they never go out.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so boooring staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;while boooring, I am too lazy to go out too. xD&lt;br /&gt;I gave my 6I'04 meeting a miss due to laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened my e-mail inbox. Received this e-mail. (Click on the images to view it fully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/?action=view&amp;current=zzz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/th_zzz.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzZz? Did I do anything wrong? I was just redirecting my old address to the new one, so that the guys out there don't need to change their links. -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=zzz1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/th_zzz1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/?action=view&amp;amp;current=zzz0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t172/chaiwin1000/th_zzz0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. As you can see, the blogger robots aren't that efficient as of yet. =X&lt;br /&gt;They are capable of capturing those that are too obvious to be a spam, but is NOT considered spam, while those "genuine" spammers out there uses more sophisicated stuff and they managed to evade detection. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here now, with nothing to post further. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-3615753839130875349?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3615753839130875349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/3615753839130875349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/generally-i-stayed-at-home-for-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1023098649998894116.post-4030974743015002890</id><published>2009-01-22T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T04:35:50.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally.. after months of hiatus, I managed to get out from my laziness and start to post all these out. So, I will start from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OLevel&lt;/span&gt; results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, I am satisfied with it. =)&lt;br /&gt;Even though it seems average, I felt that I have did my best.&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to the posting results.. I hope that my friends will get into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;/Courses they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. on to today..&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KuiShin&lt;/span&gt;-Bo to have a buffet dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. $42.25 for each person. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;But the food over there seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. So nothing to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;But my stomach capacity cant seem to handle the massive amount of food though. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nauseaous&lt;/span&gt; all the time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ZzZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dong Dong Dong, 1 2 3, We Are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KuiShin&lt;/span&gt;-Bo"&lt;br /&gt;When this was sounded. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YS&lt;/span&gt; immediately rushed to take their every 1/2 hour special dish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran like a v.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt; uncle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;despo&lt;/span&gt; to take the food =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;abruptly&lt;/span&gt;, forgot how to end this. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: You can play with the music gadget too.. the navi keys are functionable. But i only added 2 songs. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danasoft.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.danasoft.com/sig/ZanderC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1023098649998894116-4030974743015002890?l=thepessimisticme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4030974743015002890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1023098649998894116/posts/default/4030974743015002890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepessimisticme.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>DISM/FT/3A/81</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
