tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90024912011-04-22T11:58:06.689+08:00ONCE PROUD HUNTERS, WE ARE DESK-BOUNDErgheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.comBlogger1391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-69818168564075263052008-06-10T07:49:00.003+08:002008-06-10T07:58:46.888+08:00Hey, we are all done for.<div><br /></div><div>So what will you do?</div><div><br /></div><div>Will you hold your parents' hands and tell them the things that you have always wanted to say but did not?</div><div><br /></div><div>Will you finally try the bungee jump?</div><div><br /></div><div>Will you donate all your money in a last attempt to make the lives of others better while you are still able to? Or will you selfishly stash all of it under your pillow with a secret desire to bring every cent to the afterlife?</div><div><br /></div><div>Will the alternative, unconventional you change yourself "for the better"?</div><div><br /></div><div>Will you stop questioning everything in life and finally come to accept yourself?</div><div><br /></div><div>Will you be at peace with everyone else?</div><div><br /></div><div>What will you do?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-6981816856407526305?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-69704456685664054022008-05-28T18:52:00.006+08:002008-06-07T00:01:55.694+08:00Standing with you in the blistering desert winds under the blaze of the afternoon sun hanging high in the sky.<div><br /></div><div>The need to move forward is undermined by the fear of being blown away.</div><div><br /></div><div>Blown back to where I started. Alone.</div><div><br /></div><div>In my heart lies the fear that all these will be over in an instance, the time it takes to extinguish a candle's light. I actually enjoy desert storms sometimes, they make me stronger.</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel the desert winds corroding my skin. Hmm, I should have listened to Mama and dress myself in long heavy cotton robes.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, my mouth is covered by cloth, to prevent the sands of turmoil from entering my system. Even if it is uncovered, the roaring air will hinder my attempts to form the words I want to say to  you.</div><div><br /></div><div>One warning: It hurts sometimes when sand gets into your eyes, because you cannot clear them away. Your fingers are coated, and they look like they will crumble away.</div><div><br /></div><div>I grew up in these gales. Conditioned to the harsh climate. My Colossus skin deters the grinding sands. My eyes are wide open. My ears hear beyond the howl of the wind. I move forward, slowly and steadily, like the slow and sturdy thumping of an elephant's heart. I have survived twenty long years, and I will survive more. I am sure yours are too.</div><div><br /></div><div>I did not choose to be born in a desert. I have never blamed my mother for not holding me off until she arrived at a place with calmer living conditions. Maybe a few times when I was younger. Honestly, I am fine with this.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think my call was answered the day that star fell from the sky. It occurred when Aries tried to balance on Libra's scales. Those unbalanced scales. That playful ram jumped onto the left plate and shook everything out of place.</div><div><br /></div><div>And the star fell. It looked like an angel tumbling across the sky when she lost her momentum in her hurry to make it in time for the annual meeting. The star brought with it Bliss.</div><div><br /></div><div>But it stirred up so much sand, that the winds slowed down their pace. The viscosity might kill though.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll try to love this desert storm.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Only worry is that I will be unable to move forward and talk with as much ease as before. I have so much to tell you. I guess you cannot hear well enough in this thick and fluid wind. I want to move along side you, but sometimes you cannot see me in this blinding wind. I am certain that you are still distracted by that cactus that you passed by a long time ago, before that star dropped from the sky. You are still wondering if the dull flowers signify anything. They do not, really. You'll need time to get the image of the cactus out of your head.</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope you can still see me in this mess.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes when the winds are a little calmer, I look up into the clear sky and try to look into the deep dark realms of outer space. I saw Aries, and he told me that he will not hop around anymore. Well, I guess this will be the last time that these thick fluid winds will happen. I hope. Though I am fine with the winds, I am afraid that I will get tired after a while. These turmoils that we few pitiful desert wanderers have to endure. I wonder how the rest of the world is doing.</div><div><br /></div><div>Life's like this. I learnt this by listening to the nomads' song that comes from a distance sometimes when they pass by on a clear day. It is a strange feeling to have.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes I worry that you, my only human companion will lose your way and stop accompanying me. What if you die before I do? It'll be a hard journey ahead if my only friends are scorpions and snakes. If I die of heatstroke or dehydration, hunger or of a scorpion's sting, what will you remember me for? Will you write my name in the dunes only to let the winds blow it away?</div><div><br /></div><div>It's strange though, I would not have met you if that star remained sparkling in the sky.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll share something with you. You want water?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-6970445668566405402?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-43317369710396845972008-05-28T17:30:00.005+08:002008-05-30T16:08:34.624+08:00Enough said.<div><br /></div><div>Boys and girls, sit tight.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-4331736971039684597?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-84183295984480354272007-09-24T18:42:00.001+08:002007-09-24T18:43:58.202+08:00What I want from you is empty your head<br />They say be true, don't stay in your bed<br />We do what we need to be free<br />And it leans on me like a rootless tree<br /><br />What I want from us is empty our minds<br />We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times<br />We go blind when we've needed to see<br />And this leans on me, like a rootless...<br /><br />What I want from this<br />Is learn to let go<br />No not of you<br />Of all that's been told<br />Killers re-invent and believe<br />And this leans on me, like a rootless...<br /><br />Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you<br />And all we've been through<br />I said leave it, leave it, leave it<br />There's nothing in you<br />And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so good<br />That you just let me out, let me out, let me out<br />Of this hell when you're around<br />Let me out, let me out, let me out<br />Hell when you're around<br />Let me out, let me out, let me out<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-8418329598448035427?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-44536732366594899432007-08-06T01:30:00.000+08:002007-08-06T01:44:28.520+08:00(First dual entry. Here and on LJ. Try to find me)<br /><br />Waiting for the 10th, because I have nothing but $8 left in the account. Surviving on handouts by Mum, but guessing that I'm not supposed to do so. Hello, only <strike>son</strike> child, you should be providing for your mum now that she's a 52-year-old.<br /><br />Love the new phone. No doubt nearly everyone in SAF (shoot me) is using it, it is still an uber cool phone that is so functional it manages my life for me. Yup, I plan my schedule now and no longer forget appointments :).<br /><br />So met up with friends recently, and was challenged to Standard Chartered at the end of the year. Initially was like, what nonsense, but seeing that there was still a good few months more it seems possible to achieve. Also got the push to sign on from YJ, probably good lar, since he is more in-the-know of things around here.<br /><br />Oh well.<br />----------------<br />Now playing: <a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/damien+rice/track/i+remember" title="'Damien Rice - I Remember' - open on FoxyTunes Planet">Damien Rice - I Remember</a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >via <a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips">FoxyTunes</a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-4453673236659489943?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-27002680668965824092007-07-03T18:12:00.000+08:002007-07-03T22:08:40.571+08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RookD5ZOsEI/AAAAAAAAADc/36VYgZEPLFU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082914778805874754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RookD5ZOsEI/AAAAAAAAADc/36VYgZEPLFU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a> Sometimes it's really easy to go about certain things. Uninvited assistance bring about hours of saved time. Anecdote here: (I should write with a style such that more understands) Here we go. Millions of years ago Natalie Maines of the Dixie Chicks wanted to prove her point. She said onstage at a live concert that she was ashamed that the President of the United States was from her home state of Texas. People disagreed with her, and the Dixie Chicks suffered the backlash of her comment. Well, they stuck together through thick and thin, and managed to sweep away 5 Grammys. Alot of effort on their part, but kudos though.<br /><div></div><br /><div>Others have it easier. To prove one's point, some just have to make it known, and it is immediately seen. It just makes them stronger and stand so much taller. One saves so much time not needing to go around proving their point, because it proves itself through A Series Of Unfortunate Events.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Some take The Long Way Around, others try. At the end of the day, some acheive Godspeed, but others merely sound like Lullaby. Soothing yet hypnotic.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Call them cowards, but I guess they are truely heroes.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Free Speech. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-2700268066896582409?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-7782834049675245702007-07-02T14:48:00.000+08:002007-07-02T14:49:25.776+08:00Should I sign on with MP (if they accept my bad eyesight and all)?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-778283404967524570?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-62405625679004537692007-06-23T00:13:00.000+08:002007-06-23T00:33:59.398+08:00What a <a href="http://liveearth.msn.com/concerts">series of concerts</a> to raise awareness about the very real <strike>impending disaster</strike> problem of global warming.<br /><br />Yup, my mum's performing too. Damien Rice, Jack Johnson, John Legend and Linkin Park too :).<br /><br />And here's what <a href="http://www.petatv.com/tvpopup/video.asp?video=fur_farm&amp;Player=wm">China's been up to lately</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-6240562567900453769?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-30118269789598566732007-06-20T12:11:00.000+08:002007-06-23T14:42:46.167+08:00BMT wasnt easy (the rehearsal I mean). Monday was hell cause it was combined rehearsal and as such band was down for about 4 rounds with School 1 and about 6 rounds with school 2. Madness. Rounds meaning going through the actual sequence. Why so? Cause each school split their cohort into 2 parades, effectively creating 4 parades in total. So while the recruits take thier rest when the other parade of the school is rehearsing, band was down on the parade square all the time.<br /><br />So bad that when we were sitting on the side of the road waiting for the next round, I overheard recruit A telling recruit B "why they look so shag". Yup, a cornet nearly flew.<br /><br />Yeap, i felt my beret start to turn a shade of red after Monday. Tuesday and Wednesday was a breeze though, since we are the King of the Parade Square. The parades were short and kind of simple, but people still faint, which is a surprise to see. Just to disappoint those who think that the speech was specially written for your parade, think again. I heard it a total of 4 times.<br /><br />Saw: Arvin, Weldon, Sheng Li, Jaryl, Yu Xuan, Raymond and a few other TJ recruits.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RniuCqTkkDI/AAAAAAAAACo/CQLvurbi800/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RniuCqTkkDI/AAAAAAAAACo/CQLvurbi800/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077999940599582770" border="0" /></a>Following that series of BMT parades came the first combined rehearsal for SAF Day. It was during then that my beret turned more purplish. The red under the blue is starting to show (commando bandsman!!). The parade was long, draggy and too ceremonial. 18 songs by the band, that's a rarity. Surviving that makes me think that all other parades are like specks of dust on the fingers. Except BMT Monday. Sigh, SAF Day, 1st JULY!! Sigh.<br /><br />So was yesterday's rehearsal.<br /><br />At SAFTI, saw: Prabhu (Thursday). The Sierra Wing people: Raimi, You Jun, Chuck (Tuesday).<br /><br />Been playing the guitar, and can now play about 10 songs with relative ease. Fast huh :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-3011826978959856673?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-3398464331721261792007-06-07T22:32:00.002+08:002007-06-10T14:30:07.397+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RmgcLqTkkBI/AAAAAAAAACU/gIA2HYEuoKI/s1600-h/POP%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RmgcLqTkkBI/AAAAAAAAACU/gIA2HYEuoKI/s400/POP%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073335966893379602" border="0" /></a>Band A's been busy, with Sunday burnt. We got out rest days back though, with a nice long weekend that started Wednesday afternoon.<br /><br />Supposed to be down for OCS commissioning parade, but Central Band took over our part of support and now we are instead down for BMT POP. So to the many recruits in there (like, Arvin, Kaifong etc etc), I'll be back to Tekong!<br /><br />The batch is so big this time around that both School 1 and School 2 had to split their parades into 2. Resulting in a full day rehearsal on Monday (6am to 8pm for band), and 2 parades each on Tuesday and Wednesday. Funky huh.<br /><br />Just a little regarding my beliefs. I know it isnt the most convenient/conventional in Singapore, being food paradise and all, but I stand for it even if I stand alone. Guess I'm turning extremist due to other's inability to accept. Pity the ignorance of people sometimes. Since truth comes in 3 stages, I reckon it the best to let them find out for themselves (and please watch "Earthlings", it will change your mind about your diet).<br /><br />You <strike>suckers</strike> sucker, go check out <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mac_Danzig">Mac Danzig</a> for yourselves. He's the one that I'm looking up to now. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thom_Yorke">Thom Yorke</a>'s with me too. And so are <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_vegans">they</a>. So, grow up a little, and stop telling me that I'm going to spoil your meal.<br /><br />So, go watch Earthlings either <a href="http://veg-tv.info/Earthlings">here</a> or <a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=earthlings&search=Search">here.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rmgj86TkkCI/AAAAAAAAACg/tGXgz-zWVKY/s1600-h/Earthlings_DVD.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rmgj86TkkCI/AAAAAAAAACg/tGXgz-zWVKY/s400/Earthlings_DVD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073344509583331362" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-339846433172126179?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-10436321570127936152007-05-28T19:29:00.000+08:002007-05-28T19:38:34.363+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rlq_G8GlY_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/AYUfyOB5oV4/s1600-h/1145568562_8912.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rlq_G8GlY_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/AYUfyOB5oV4/s400/1145568562_8912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069574456492778482" border="0" /></a>Another soldier has passed away.<br /><br />Pray, for all your friends and family members out there.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-1043632157012793615?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-62494285677637910742007-05-18T23:39:00.000+08:002007-05-28T01:59:37.838+08:00This is from Jie Ning, a long time ago.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >You've been tagged!<br /><br />Rule of the game: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things, habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own 10 weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!</span><br /><br />1) When I was young, I make sure that when one joint cracks, it's counterpart on the other side of the body has to be twisted until it cracked too. Reason being this fear deep down that I will grow up unevenly, with my left side different from my right.<br /><br />2) I eat powder meant to be made into hot drinks.<br /><br />3) I burp at will :)<br /><br />4) Not too sure, but I am beginning to suspect that I have receding toenails<br /><br />5) I used to sing in the lifts (until they installed surveillance that the 1st floor people can view on a tv screen)<br /><br />6) I want to build a little stage at home, equipped with my own microphone with stand, and many instruments for my band.<br /><br />7) When thrown into new places with new people and I stop talking, I actually dont feel like talking and wants to be "stuck up". But that rarely happens, like, once every 19 or so years (in other words, now).<br /><br />8) I <strike>hate</strike> dont really like blue.<br /><br />9) Since young, I've always wanted to be a Naval Officer. I still want to.<br /><br />10) Others want a BMW, I want a $5300/- road bike.<br /><br />I tag: Friends who blog.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After so long, that wasnt what you were expecting from me I suppose? So here's an update.<br /><br />Im out of training wing of SAF bands, and was posted to Band A. Nothing much there, just that I havent been talking much.<br />My knee condition is finally over, after Doctor Roger gave me the green light to further abuse it during my last visit (torn ACL, here I come!). He actually remembered me when he came on invitation by Staff Hassan to SAF Bands to give a weight management talk.<br />During training I do not wallow in mud, fire rifles, navigate in thick vegetation, undergo tough physical training. Instead I try to steer myself clear of bitching and being bitched at. What a life.<br /><br />I managed to catch The Observatory live at The Esplanade and also convinced the other 2 to do something about our common passion for music.<br /><br />Im glad that my friend of 10 years survived his trip to Taiwan and is back safe. My condolences to the SGT's family and friends.<br /><br />I overspent this month, and is left with nearly nothing. But it's no big deal I guess. Not one to be extravagant anyway. On money issues, I am very sure that I would be able to survive on a measly pay. Yeap, no need of big money for me, what's the point in betraying your beliefs all for the sake of money? I would humbly work my way through :)<br /><br />That's about all, what a stupid update huh.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Baby Hold On - Dixie Chicks</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Hey, it might never be the same</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We might never live those days gone by</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> But we can try</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I cant help but miss my life in JC, which I would say is kind of special and significant. If I could take back all those complaints that I had back then I gladly would, just to get to experience JC all over again.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Good morning</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Let's kick the babies out of bed</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> How bout you and me instead hanging on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Not up and gone</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Guess it all started back during Council Camp 2007, when I was back at TJC during the junior's junior's campfire. Talking to the councillors of 29th and 28th was endearing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Let's start this over</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We're not much older now</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> If you still see what I see</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Keep holding on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Hold on to me</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RlnEU8GlY-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/zBZ0jpXK1yA/s1600-h/DSCF1904.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RlnEU8GlY-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/zBZ0jpXK1yA/s400/DSCF1904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069298719592375266" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Then College Day came by. I was back again to collect the Gamma House Plaque. It was great to be back in school with Ben Tay and Raimi, and coming up with all those stupid ideas (like bringing up the idea of the Ng Siong Boon Trophy for house captains) and doing stupid things. Was just like another day back in J1/J2. Also, it was wonderful to see,after a long while, all the familiar faces of your batch mates, some that I've know way before JC, like Xiangting and Cuiyin. Also got to speak with Ms Kwan and Mr Chung, 2 wonderful tutors whom without their encouragements I might not be able to get what I have gotten. Also, Mr Ng my bio tutor. He remembered my name! And remembers me as the student that he scolded the most :)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Baby, it's good to see you smile again</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I know we can't escape</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> So let's pretend</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We're someplace else</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />To others, I might be in the best place anyone can be in for the 2 compulsory serving years. To me, it might not be so. Ask me about it, it is not so convenient to write them here. Grievances. I would rather be where my friends are, since I would forge stronger bonds (like they say, go through tough times together and come out as buddies for life). It's disappointing to expect not to make any close friends at the end of it all. Might as well. Will use these 2 years properly, come out as a better person. I can catch up with friends too! :)<br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> It's a new day</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Let's look at all we've got</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> It's everything we thought</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We ever wanted</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> It's beautiful</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Was at the Navy Open House over this weekend for deployment (Band A had display performance, since they started practicing before we passed out, we are down for fatigue duty). Gives me so much time to marvel at the ships, and daydream about how it is like to be inside one of those as Commanding Officer.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Let's start this over</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We're not much older now</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> If you still see what I see</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Keep holding on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Hold on to me</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />It's silly of me to still harbour these thoughts of "try to apply again" and hope that they would not reject me on grounds of my bad eyesight. What to do, I love the sea, the sun and the sand. Future's not bleak at all, I have a place in Nanyang Polytechnic Physiotherapy already, and I am quite sure NUS Nursing would not reject me. So, why not try again? I would gladly go through BMT all over again to qualify for OCS (I qualify before :) ) to get my Navy contract if need be.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I look across the room and catch you staring at me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> And see the love we almost left behind</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> So lead me by the hand and let's make up</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Let's make up for lost time</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">No worries, I have an outlet. And I am going to keep it up for two years just so I dont become a half rotten sitting duck at where I am now. Would talk more about it in the future.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Let's start this over</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We're not much older</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> If you still see what I see</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Keep holding on</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Hold on to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Just hold on to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Baby, hold on)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Hold on to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Keep holding on</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />What a wreck. Kind of. To all of you (till the next post), take care and Godspeed.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Hey, it might never be the same</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We might never live those days gone by</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> But we can try</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-6249428567763791074?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-84432645185186771002007-04-21T14:29:00.000+08:002007-04-21T16:01:43.357+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://signgenerator.peta2.com/SignCache/a01f8f8d-6b45-42b8-aa90-1ff63c4341a9.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In our society, animals are surgically altered to the point where they no longer look like how they are supposed to.<br /><br />This is Mr Chicken. He recently had his <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_chicken15.asp">feathers burnt away and skin infected by ammonia</a> produced by the feces piling up on the ground of his pen, which he has to share with about 10,000 other chickens. Ain't he pretty?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim7FOua68I/AAAAAAAAABs/KjHxUd64syI/s1600-h/chicken29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim7FOua68I/AAAAAAAAABs/KjHxUd64syI/s400/chicken29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055777755226631106" border="0" /></a><br />Here's Ms Cow. Her surgery includes <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_cow24.asp">decapitation without painkillers while conscious</a>. What a stunt that is. It was not a difficult decision, given that she had no choice to begin with. From birth, she was already fated to a life of milk production while having her calves taken away at birth to be kept as "veal". Sounds exotic? Veal are baby calves kept in crates and fed a nutrition deficient diet in order to keep their flesh tender and white. Delicious.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6F-ua63I/AAAAAAAAABE/N7If4FR3qNE/s1600-h/cow24.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6F-ua63I/AAAAAAAAABE/N7If4FR3qNE/s400/cow24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055776668599905138" border="0" /></a><br />This is rare. An entire school wanting their appearances to be enhanced! This <a href="http://www.fishinghurts.com/photos_commercialfishing07.asp">school of fish are having their eyes bulged out and swim bladders ruptured</a>. This package also includes having the guts pushed out gently. These are achieved through simple physics - change of atmospheric pressure! Traveling from their home deep under the sea to the surface in a net causes their scales to be scrapped off by rocks and coral. Their counterparts, the farmed fishes, do not have it better.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6rOua67I/AAAAAAAAABk/Op6HGkU6NIo/s1600-h/fish07.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6rOua67I/AAAAAAAAABk/Op6HGkU6NIo/s400/fish07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055777308550032306" border="0" /></a><br />Meet Madam Sow. She's having a <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_pig04.asp">beautiful tattoo done on her left shoulder through the wonderful miracles of ammonia</a>. All she can do now is to bear with the pain, just for a little while more until slaughter. Slaughter includes squealing loudly, and an intensely long journey in the back of a truck with many others just like her. Should anything happen to her, she would simply be placed on the side of the road and left to die.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6GOua65I/AAAAAAAAABU/2VXPafnRr18/s1600-h/pig04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6GOua65I/AAAAAAAAABU/2VXPafnRr18/s400/pig04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055776672894872466" border="0" /></a><br />On the cover of the latest make up craze in town, Mr Goose is perfect. Judging from the expression, this producer of foie gras lived a good life<a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_ducksgeese13.asp"> on a great amount of grains and fats</a><a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_ducksgeese13.asp"> in order to ruin his own liver just so it would grow to become a multiple of its original size</a>.The liver would also become diseased in order to attain that powdery texture that people adore as a delicacy. This make up, simply known as Choking-On-My-Own-Vomit-From-Being-Force Fed-Every-Meal, is becoming popular amongst it's kind.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6GOua64I/AAAAAAAAABM/y-ekYYKHVhg/s1600-h/ducksgeese13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6GOua64I/AAAAAAAAABM/y-ekYYKHVhg/s400/ducksgeese13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055776672894872450" border="0" /></a><br />Introducing the icon, the popular Miss Turkey! Yup, the face of Thanksgiving herself. Living to a ripe old age of 5 months, Miss Turkey , also known as the True American Original, stopped eating in order to achieve this state of beauty. She did this by making herself so hefty and bulky that her legs are unable to carry her own weight and thus she is unable to reach food. What determination! <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_turkey10.asp">She is currently under the effects of what is known as pneumonia,</a> and this is perhaps why she is looking so radiant and youthful.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6GOua66I/AAAAAAAAABc/FmFNWjzu2cw/s1600-h/turkey10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim6GOua66I/AAAAAAAAABc/FmFNWjzu2cw/s400/turkey10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055776672894872482" border="0" /></a><br />Here's how they looked like before surgery. Weird!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim2seua61I/AAAAAAAAAA0/9YvhIic-7QI/s1600-h/Animals.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/Rim2seua61I/AAAAAAAAAA0/9YvhIic-7QI/s400/Animals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055772931978357586" border="0" /></a><br />To see more, click <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_chickens.asp">here for chickens</a>, click <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_cows.asp">here for cows</a>, click <a href="http://www.fishinghurts.com/photos.asp">here for fish</a>, click <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_pigs.asp">here for pigs</a>, click <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_turkeys.asp">here for turkeys</a>, and click <a href="http://www.goveg.com/photos_ducksgeese.asp">here for ducks & geese</a>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-8443264518518677100?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-33381718556264288072007-04-15T00:09:00.000+08:002007-04-15T00:12:19.799+08:00<a href="http://getactive.peta.org/campaign/p2sealhuntpetition">CLICK HERE</a><br /><br />Yup, please watch the video, and do as you deem fit :)<br /><br />Like I said, <a href="http://getactive.peta.org/campaign/p2sealhuntpetition">CLICK HERE</a><br /><br />34 days to complete vegetarianism, a little more to vegan-ism.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-3338171855626428807?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-37858191690326779072007-04-13T00:49:00.000+08:002007-04-13T00:51:08.022+08:00Never mind minority report, treat it as gibberish.<br /><br />I've come to realise after long hours of thinking during my travels to and fro camp that it is through NOT seeing each other that friendships are strengthen. True friends survive that. :D<br /><br />To friendship.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-3785819169032677907?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-25122303559544120612007-04-11T22:06:00.000+08:002007-04-11T22:25:11.236+08:00<embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1F575B0E.jpeg&amp;c1=Hey, it all depends on judgment right?&i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;c2=Keeps me going&i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF73F11.jpeg&amp;c3=Anywhere kind of treat&i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;c4=Long road ahead, what does it bring?&i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=nuff said&i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-66240DD4.jpeg&amp;c6=Your family, extended or not.&i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_71114A35.jpeg&amp;c7=Pardon me, I sleep in as much as I can&i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_75EB3440.jpeg&amp;c8=Why bother? 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Thats often.&i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7D3E11DD.jpeg&amp;c13=Tranquil&moodlabel=EASY RIDER &amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&funlabel=THRILLER&amp;habitslabel=JUNKIE MONKEY&uid=187035-b4e9&amp;srv=iwebcl5" align="middle" height="240" width="340"></embed> <div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; text-align: center; width: 340px; height: 50px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=187035-b4e9&srv=iwebcl5" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Read my VisualDNA</a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" >™</span> <a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Get your own VisualDNA™</a></div><br /><br />Depression is just around the corner.<br /><br />Sometimes, emotions get the better of him since all of his friends are torn away either by national duties needing to be served, tertiary education looming ahead, or work that has them slogging away.<br /><br />He cannot help but feel useless, since he is not tied up with much obligations to fulfill. In which case, he yearns for time to rewind 3 months back, since it's when the island escapade was still novel.<br /><br />Fate is cruel. Why bring people together, only to make them go separate ways when the links between them are so strong. Guess that's life. He cannot help but swear to himself that he will never let any of his friends slip through his fingers again, a big mistake he committed a few years back.<br /><br />Why all these negative emotions? Probably due to his loss of faith in himself, since he has disappointed himself many times already. One more chance, that's all he gives himself, and that's what he'll do. This time around, he's determined to live a hard life, one that takes away many comforts and privileges, replacing with it discipline. It will be just like how his friends are living.<br /><br />Let's see how it goes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-2512230355954412061?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-49805068584505556112007-04-03T00:33:00.001+08:002007-04-03T00:36:21.097+08:00I'm going vegetarian (starting with a cut of meat off the diet)! Signed a petition with PETA to try it out for 30 days and see for myself the effects of doing so. Why? For a myriad of reasons, like how it is actually much healthier, how your "meat" is treated with cruelty, how they are actually as intelligent as dogs, cats and chimpanzees... There are many reasons. Go do your own research and find out why people like Jack Johnson and Prince became vegetarians.<br /><br />Don't worry, I am not going to the strictest vegetarian around. I would not affect others' food choices when eating out cause I would compromise and seek alternatives in eating joints :D. Also, I would stick to a "no food wastage" rule, i.e. if I did not know beforehand that a certain item contains meat and end up ordering it, I would still eat it. The animal is not going to be slaughtered for nothing, bless it's soul.<br /><br />Lastly, no worries about my nutrition. You are talking about me, one of the crazier persons in this fast food nation who reads a lot into this field. I know what to eat, what not to eat and thus, I will survive this 30 days. Ends on 2 May, I'll try to update daily with how I feel and about any drastic changes to my body etc. etc.<br /><br />I'm serious about this! Test of my determination too :D<br />Wish me luck!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-4980506858450555611?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-57444319482703163802007-04-02T00:09:00.000+08:002007-04-03T00:37:26.513+08:00Freedom Writers is one of those movies that truely deserves a 4.75/5 stars! Too bad I can only give it the ratings here.<br /><br />Go watch it, it really inspires how one woman can be so determined to change a class of delinquents, and it is really heartwarming how they glued themselves together regardless of skin colour and background.<br /><br />Go watch!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-5744431948270316380?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-15359775356326376612007-04-01T11:37:00.000+08:002007-04-17T21:39:29.193+08:00Cobwebs aside, I'm back.<br /><br />Issues:<br /><br />1. Easy Silence<br /><br />This song by the Dixie Chicks (you know how much I love them) is about how the protagonist's husband (Adrian Pasdar, Natalie Maines' husband, actor of Nathan Petrelli in NBC's Heroes) provides her shelter and peace in times of turmoil after the "incident".<br /><br />After watching "Shut Up And Sing", a docu-movie by the band about the same "incident", I finally understand why Martie choked up and teared in the 'live' performance of Easy Silence at the American Music Awards.<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbpFDOhQNBI"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbpFDOhQNBI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />And since I have a little more time now than at BMT, I shall pick up the guitar, and this will be the first song I learn officially (not counting Jason Mraz's You And I Both that I learned during BMT using Ortega Mark Richardo Joseph's guitar).<br /><br />2. Postings<br /><br />Batch 01/07 of BMTC POP-ed and received our postings. For those who indicated YES in the Express Interest survey, most ended up in SISPEC, and the few left went to OCS (don't ask for my view here, I might get charged!). For those who indicated NO in the same survey, MOST combat fit personnel got posted to combat units, and a few (15) lucky personnel (what goes around comes around!!) got posted to SAF Bands! Lucky me. I believe in KARMA!<br /><br />So life as a bandsman trainee is down to 7 weeks, and it is not as easy as many of you out there think it is. Sigh, just hope I don't get posted out. Stupid knee!<br /><br />In any case, I am going to <strike>kickstart</strike> restart my immense interest in making music. Probably form a band, like the Dixie Chicks (2 guys, a girl, 2 guitars, and a cello/bass).<br /><br />Anyway, my camp's Nee Soon Camp. 1.75 hour journey there, 1.5 hour journey back if I'm lucky. It's like school all overy again! Guess I'll survive well, since Yinglei endured Choa Chu Kang-TJC anyway.<br /><br />Lastly, The Observatory's new album (A Far Cry From Here) is out, and heard bits of it at HMV yesterday, really good (as usual). Packaging's not black this time around, but RED! Packed like a parcel, it looks really good, but couldnt figure out how to open when 'inspecting' it yesterday. Got to get it soon (unless someone's kind enough? :D). <a href="http://www.theobservatory.com.sg/wp2.php?px=0">Anyone wants to go for the album launch?</a><br /><br />I'll be back, more often! :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-1535977535632637661?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-60564121358850556072007-03-23T01:27:00.000+08:002007-03-23T01:41:31.044+08:00Two things that I don't seem to get.<br /><br /><br />Brought up the subject of the possibility of me becoming a nurse in the future to my Mum. Her response? Roughly means that nursing is not really for guys, explicitly stating that there is no future being a male nurse. Sigh, why? Probably the prospect of seeing her son cleaning up others and attending to their every (toilet) need put her off, but I think that male nurses are a species worth respecting, and I'm sure that I have the feet to fill the shoes.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/video/video_display.shtml#mea=54381">Peter Petrelli</a>, male nurse, and hero from NBC's Heroes:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RgK-p8e2SpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TSBrfiv6zrA/s1600-h/normal_Heroes_02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RgK-p8e2SpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/TSBrfiv6zrA/s400/normal_Heroes_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044804160427805330" border="0" /></a>Sensitive nurse who can't help but absorb the powers around him.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, Heroes rocks. You guys &amp; girls should give up watching Desperate Housewives, Prison Break, Grey's Anatomy and whatnots to watch Heroes. It really is a comic book come alive. :D<br /><br />Mum's suggestion: Air Steward. Sigh<br /><br />The other involves the many occasions when I run away/hide whenever I see you. When will I get over it?<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-6056412135885055607?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-79873360714220936332007-03-18T13:55:00.000+08:002007-03-18T14:16:11.488+08:00Like I was saying, I will put up the schedule of my block leave on the day of POP itself (13/03/07).<br /><br />I lied. Sigh.<br /><br />That aside, the past few days had been eventful and fulfilling: celebrating Ms Swan's birthday, platoon BBQ, watching Letters From Iwo Jima (which is really really really really wow-ing), went out with my cousins, and whatnots.<br /><br />So now, I can only "pray with my toes" (courtesy of SSM), that I get posted to medic school and become a combat medic. Regardless of what others say about combat medics (and how <strike>they</strike> we look like commandos but are medics), it is a calling. The poster reads: Life First. That's the way man!<br /><br /><br />And by popular demand (from fans of my photoshopped photos):<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RfzVlgUNk_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/QYCHAFJV1fc/s1600-h/PC+%26+Us+Blog.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Uh_j64NS_B8/RfzVlgUNk_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/QYCHAFJV1fc/s400/PC+%26+Us+Blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043140523054699506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">PC Aaron has got 2 chocolate bars, they don't. REC Daniel Tan &amp; Goh Chun Kiat use finger lor!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-7987336071422093633?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-81229543651219511292007-03-11T18:32:00.000+08:002007-03-11T18:37:50.892+08:00Somebody had a day's off due to medical appointment at CGH.<br />Somebody is not participating in POP.<br />Somebody did not participate in 24k route march.<br />Somebody has very, very short hair.<br /><br />Of the above 4, 1 describes Britney Spears and the other 3 describes me. :D<br /><br />It's a very good feeling to meet your family at gatherings at different places for 3 weeks straight in a row.<br />It's also a very great feeling to know that your cousins are growing much closer to yourself.<br />It's most wonderful when your nephew finally recognise you as a relative and not a stranger.<br /><br />It's lovely!<br /><br />I promise, a schedule of my block leave the moment I reach home after POP. Alright, at the very least, before 2359 hrs. Book me, cause I'm finally free for a while and not having to spend my youth in camp doing NOTHING!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-8122954365121951129?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-79563067487749156032007-03-04T19:49:00.000+08:002007-03-04T19:54:54.154+08:00...as we are left with 8 days till POP (passing out parade, to the uninitiated).<br /><br />The ARMY. The loveliest organisation to be in when you are at the age of 18, trying to find the path to take for the rest of your life. Reason? There is just so much time for you to think, too much time actually, that I managed to finish Red Dragon and The Silence Of The Lambs in 2 weeks.<br /><br />Sigh, when will it end? right, Isaac?<br /><br />Hmm, if you really want to know, Mr I-Hate-Chemistry-Ever-Since-The-Start-Of-JC did not disappoint Mrs Kee at the very end. Even though I failed every single Chemistry test/examinations, I got an A. In your face, Cambridge!<br /><br />ABC B3, not bad for you, great according to my standards.<br /><br />Did I mention? 8 in-camp days till POP. 13th March 2007!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-7956306748774915603?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-82908623313254502462007-02-25T20:05:00.000+08:002007-02-25T20:09:07.947+08:00Hey! Lucky week it was!<br /><br />Was supposed to book out only this morning due to live firing (or yesterday night if we were quick enough as a company) but due to SAF Band auditions yesterday morning I was allowed to book out on Friday night! Earned one there. CK 1, Infantry 0.<br /><br />The more time spent in Tekong, the more I dread going back. As You Jun aptly puts it, "you just look forward to booking out every book in". So I've decided, waste of time it is and I shall get myself out of it.<br /><br />only 2.5 weeks left till POP, and it's going to be 3 months into 2007 already! I'm getting old!<br /><br />SAF Medical Corps,<br />SAF Medical Corps,<br />SAF Medical Corps,<br />SAF Medical Corps,<br />SAF Medical Corps,<br />SAF Medical Corps,<br />I hope<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-8290862331325450246?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-3857100108608634692007-02-20T19:32:00.000+08:002007-02-20T19:53:37.403+08:00It's been a blast of a CNY, will tell you all more about it. To sum it up, I am really thankful my cousins, aunts &amp; uncles. :D<br /><br />3 beautiful mums hailing from Texas took the night away with their sweep of 5 Grammys (even Best Country Album which is one fat irony, but that is what country is so interesting about).<br /><br />Till next sat then.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-385710010860863469?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-54924890245556904462007-02-11T17:55:00.000+08:002007-02-11T18:10:19.692+08:00It's been 2 long weeks on Tekong! Without a book out last weekend, I sure did enjoy myself well this book out!<br /><br />Before that, news is that, my computer finally crashed. I took drastic measures and end up formatting my hard drive(s) before reinstalling Windows. Sigh. My collection of anime and music vanished just like that. Guess it is punishment for always putting off backing up "the next book out". Oh well, I read somewhere that collections are collecting dust, so that's just too bad. Time to let it go! Spring cleaning for the new year.<br /><br />Most important files/programs lost include Sibelius 4 (along with my 10-minute-long composition for concert band), Photoshop (along with 6 projects that I was working on), and many photos of my short, meaningless life in Temasek.<br /><br />Guess i'll get my Photoshop back by next book out.<br /><br />At least I have 7gb of songs in my iPod that are still safe and sound.<br /><br />Bought some new clothes for the festive season. I suddenly developed an obsession with white-collared shirts, actually, collared shirts. Guess it's lesser t-shirts for me! A boy's gotta grow up too.<br /><br />Foxtrot Tango Alpha.<br /><br />In army lingo, it stands for F.T.A., which stands for something that my section commander always tells us.<br /><br />Field camp was ok, I'm plain proud of my ability to store waste for 6 days straight :D :D :D (sick guy)<br /><br />Wouldnt write about army stuff still, so if you really want to know you can ask me :)<br /><br />Meanwhile, take good care of yourselves, while I prepare to book in. Situational test (SIT Test) next week, which means spending 3 days outfield again. Oh well, I survived 6, what is 3?? Live grenade throw too! Exciting, but I still think countries should drop arms (idealistic, but that's just me).<br /><br />Godspeed!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-5492489024555690446?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-73816450684520247832007-01-21T18:55:00.000+08:002007-01-27T15:38:41.249+08:00To keep it simple, I am booking in in about 1.5 hours' time.<br /><br />and I'm doing well (with a nice 2-0 over Chelsea yesterday)<br /><br />I dont really want to write about BMT here, maybe if you ask me I will tell you about it.<br /><br />Sorry for silly random sentences here and there trying to pose off as an entry!<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-7381645068452024783?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-30801202061071859762006-12-31T23:48:00.000+08:002007-01-01T02:10:00.840+08:00It's funny how the eves of Christmas and New Year's Day has evolved into days of getting out of the house. Like, if you can only leave the house once a year, do it on New Year's Eve.<br /><br />Nah, just lamenting on the torrent of people "celebrating" the coming of a new year. I mean, how many people really do know why or what all the ruckus is for?<br /><br />I'm staying at home. No countdowns, not very eager.<br /><br />Just a little update. Changed my phone to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W810i">this beauty over here</a>, and as such I hope there will be more photos coming up!<br /><br />And, with a little forced enthusiasm, Happy New Year!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-3080120206107185976?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-25040463721674157942006-12-30T00:41:00.000+08:002006-12-30T00:44:32.978+08:00On block leave, due to the holidays (until Tuesday night which is then back to island life)<br /><br />Thanks to my guest blogger!<br /><br />To everyone else, I'm really doing great.<br /><br />Just a short one here.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"And I tell you of my heart, it might be love"</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-2504046372167415794?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-78452415757462772962006-12-21T02:33:00.000+08:002006-12-21T03:28:45.633+08:00Alright alright! Because King Invictus had vapourised, I am here to keep his blog alive and KICK-ing.<br /><br />I asked King Invictus what I can blog about, and he just said "anything lar, maybe how I always eavesdropped on other people unintentionally."<br /><br />So yes, I shall make a head start with this special characteristic of him.<br /><br />Eavesdropping practically all the time unintentionally, an art that not many people acquire, is a talent of this die-hard Liverpool fan. Yes, so you could have been laughed at by him and a couple of his friends =p<br /><br />A bonus for King Invictus when he reads this, Liverpool is 3rd on the scoreboard now, Arsenal at 4th. Well, but Man U is still 1st though. Ya I see Ain smiling.<br /><br />Shall keep my identity anonymous! =p<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-7845241575746277296?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-6983211985344329242006-12-14T23:26:00.000+08:002006-12-14T23:44:42.870+08:00Hours before my inevitable vapourisation, I shall help myself to the latest episode of BLEACH!<br /><br />Good things come and go! Now, to move on to another segment of my little life, anticipating greatly!<br /><br />Not to deny, I feel the stress building. Ever felt a strange difficulty in breathing deeply, like your lungs are suddenly replaced by a bunch of great wonder bras that require massive volumes of air in the coming of an event? That is a sign of stress and anxiety with respect to the event itself, and it is not a bad occurrence at all! It promotes adrenaline that actually boost performance yadayadayada (sorry, been reading too much into sports psychology/physiology).<br /><br />So, I wonder how my vapourisation would go about. would I vapourise like Edward's mum, or would I vapourise like the Bounts? We shall see.<br /><br />No updates, unless my guest blogger gets into gear!<br /><br />(If Santa is reading, I would really like a Monette Mouthpiece for Christmas. The kind made for jazz where you sound really bright without really trying. However, I dont really believe that Santa gives gifts after watching 10 seasons of South Park (in South Park, Santa has a intense rivalry with Jesus while fighting alongside him with a suppressed semi-automatic pistol))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-698321198534432924?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-32159755661584553702006-12-12T01:19:00.000+08:002006-12-12T01:27:55.775+08:00Alumni Band was great and wonderful and terrific and what-else-more!<br /><br />It was like playing in the same band that I "grew up" with, even though the older members were not present then. Hope that this wonderous gathering of people with the same passion for making music together would continue for many more years! (we could actually market ourself as a jazz/latin band since we are so good at blasting. yes, even the bassoonist blasted)<br /><br />Rhapsody in Blue was really theatrical, but it was kind of silly of me to move my head in an attempt to make sure that the flutter-tonguing on high concert F was sustained.<br /><br />El Cumbanchero was blasting goodness. Yes, if you did hear the bassoon/flute melody at the beginning you would have agreed as that was the softest part of the piece! The rest was eardrum bursting.<br /><br />Come on Singapore Conference Hall, admit that it was the best music that you have contained in a long time. I'm sure no CO can sound like that.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-3215975566158455370?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-12007722608518023662006-12-06T00:38:00.000+08:002006-12-06T00:49:30.562+08:00Yup, about 10 days to vapourisation.<br /><br />I will probably disappear from the lives of most and start something anew [but i'll still appear time and again to the few of you out there lar, and maybe talk over Teh Kao & Very Fast]<br /><br />Just in case, suicide's not the thing!<br /><br />Looking forward to Sunday! El Cumbanchero &amp; Rhapsody In Blue sounds rather good!<br /><br />For Christmas, I want good music. Shameless me just wants to make it known that a few of my favourite artistes have new stuff out (but i'll get them myself <span style="font-style: italic;">lar</span>)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-1200772260851802366?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-26987709677610381902006-11-27T14:53:00.000+08:002006-11-27T14:54:02.973+08:001-0 to Manchester City, and Steve's 1st goal<br /><br />IT's GONNA BE A GREAT WEEK!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-2698770967761038190?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-85152494059787199582006-11-27T00:02:00.000+08:002006-11-27T00:04:27.277+08:00Dixie Chicks Live At Kodak Theatre<br /><br />Totally stunning performance<br /><br />(Anyway, work is great! After cashing at Jason's 2 years ago i started treating cashiers better.<br />Now, I am going to treat waiters/waitresses better cause it's not as easy as you think it is!)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-8515249405978719958?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-74593240287449877532006-11-21T23:55:00.000+08:002006-11-21T23:57:05.471+08:00Dear Sex,<br /><br />You were boring and disappointing. Who would expect you to ask something as mundane as seed dormancy?! Should have saw that coming.<br /><br />To heck, it's gonna be over soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-7459324028744987753?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-38042054132724784902006-11-18T01:04:00.000+08:002006-11-18T01:10:07.268+08:00To the Chemistry Family,<br /><br />Our relationship strained in these 2 years that have passed, but that cannot erase the fact that we were good friends back in secondary school. It is now the time for us to move on, and we have to bid farewell in the hardest way possible. BY FLUSHING YOU DOWN THE TOILET BOWL!!<br /><br />Though I understand that most of Organic are insoluble in water, and that certain portions of Inorganic explodes upon contact with water, it is none of my business anymore! *evil laughter*<br /><br />To be fair, you guys treated me fairly during your last few days with me (unlike that traitor Maths) so I wouldn't be too harsh when pressing the button to reduce the activation energy in the toilet slush.<br /><br />FAREWELL!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-3804205413272478490?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1163609434823255052006-11-16T00:47:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:32.157+08:00Saw the horrible footages on TV<br /><br />Come on guys! Buck up! (Rafa too)<br /><br />And I will buck up at the same time, for silly Options & Paper1s<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/NEWsquad_800.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/NEWsquad_800.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>(my wallpaper, in case anyone is taking notes)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116360943482325505?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1163386355217868592006-11-13T10:41:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:32.058+08:00Yeah so they won 3-0<br /><br />Hello 3rd division, but guess we'll at least win the carling cup.<br /><br />RAFA! DIE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/e101%20-%2033.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/e101%20-%2033.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116338635521786859?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1163088335849734472006-11-10T00:01:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.973+08:00Dear Chem,<br /><br />After we went our separate ways last summer (due to irreconcilable differences like Britney and K-Fed), I avoided you like cockroaches avoid Baygon. We hardly seen each other, even if we met, it would be the customary interactions. But, on the day that you are going to leave, you treated me quite well. Thanks for that, and for our past friendship in secondary school.<br /><br />Dear Pure Stats,<br /><br />You were much nicer than your cousin who betrayed me, however, sorry about my littles slips in conversations today. Maybe I have disappointed you slightly by not understanding certain parts of you, but hope you realised that you were one of my closer friends in JC 2. Thanks!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116308833584973447?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1162894810868637052006-11-07T18:14:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.889+08:00Dear Bio Core,<br /><br />Guess I never knew you well enough to realise that you were actually the nicest to me. You stood by me when all my other friends abadoned me for smarter people, but I never really paid attention to you. How sad it is for me to only realise your kindness only on the day that you are going to leave me. I'm sorry! Guess i'll give you a proper farewell on the 23rd together with your sister Option.<br /><br />To Pure Maths,<br /><br />It's the other way around itsn't it? I always treated you the best, and spent the most time with you. I showered all my attention on you, and even got to the extent of telling people that I really like you a lot. Yet, you betrayed me on the very last day i am seeing you. Guess i really do love Stats more than you. SUCKER!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116289481086863705?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1162485827105154862006-11-03T00:37:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.797+08:00Verbal diarrhea<br /><br />and i realise that my future will be bright..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />TRI? or not to TRI<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116248582710515486?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1161871660927401562006-10-26T21:39:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.717+08:00Watching the Dixie Chicks live liberates one.<br /><br />And this is not some fan-boy crazy over the physical <strike>assets</strike> aspect of them yar (mind you they are all mothers)<br /><br />Three part harmony. Love Natalie's passionate voice, and the tight harmony provided by Emily, and Martie.<br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br />Travellin' Soldier<br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZzP2lMBOK8"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZzP2lMBOK8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></object><br /><br />Th Long Way Around<br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6_BdmGuwcU"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6_BdmGuwcU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></object><br /><br />Not Ready To Make Nice<br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2LwEtU1cZY"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2LwEtU1cZY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116187166092740156?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1161868849958311582006-10-26T21:02:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.642+08:00Seems like it has becomed the norm to give tributes on your blog.<br /><br />Here's mine, to the various people whom I have met while seated at the "prime" location at PP's Coffee Bean.<br /><br />The first, The Great Madam herself "Ronnie"! First thing she said was,"So long never come back!" made me realised how much I have dumped Chung Cheng and moved on. Yup it's been a while since I went back with the sole purpose of seeking teachers out, but Ronnie, how could we forget about you? You were our most beloved teacher even though it was only a short year. To the clueless, Ronnie is Mrs Veronica Tan. To think you still worry about my studies! k lar, you are still as pretty as ever, but you broke my heart again..... and MDM, I'm not into physio because I want to touch people lar.<br /><br />Then came Mr Daniel Chung of TJC. Sorry for not noticing that you were seated right in front of me (it's the display lar, block my view). Thanks for still worrying about my studies too, but at least now you know who to look for if you ever need physiotherapy next time!<br /><br />It sort of became a little gathering of TJC tutors when.. 3 female tutors walked past, half the Chinese department dropped by for coffee, with Mr Ong joining in later, Ms Faye Tan walked past too! Maybe it's because it's the last day of school?<br /><br />Jerrold from my class was there too. 21/05, though not really what I expected, thanks everyone!<br /><br />My stupid junior Sheldon came by with his gang of friends (I believe includes Shen Xiong & Wee Meng). Wah, sec 3 already. I still remember sec-3-post-SA2, the 2 little extension weeks where it feels like the whole school belongs exclusively to you since the sec 4s are off for O levels. K lar, I owe you a meal since you passed theory. You lousy QM, dont even know what songs to play for end-of-year concert.<br /><br />Lastly, Mr Tan King Ming! Fondly addressed as TKM by Isaac and I. I wolud have missed him if not for him standing at the checkout of Cold Storage with his irresistably adorable baby (oh! I forgot to ask for its name!) without a pram but instead a sling (ah! there, responsible parenting). He left CCHSM too, and is now at MoE. He asked about my studies too. I'm so glad that I did not squash you fingers between the cupboards in the QM room when we tried to implement the system by rearranging the furniture! (I nearly did! Phew)<br /><br />For all the words of encouragement that I have heard today, thank you all!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />sigh, i threw my life away, but i guess we just have to move on.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116186884995831158?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1161690519884945322006-10-24T19:46:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.566+08:00that we lost to Man U<br /><br />I cant believe this: We lost to Man U<br /><br />It is nearly impossible but we did: Lose to Man U<br /><br />Things are going down and we: Lost to Man U<br /><br />Maybe it's not really our season this time around but we: Lost to Man U<br /><br />Stop laughing Ain (and all you other Man U fans out there but we: Lost to Man U<br /><br />TWO-NIL?????????!<br /><br />sigh<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />guess we'll be back (with iPods)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116169051988494532?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1161583205376142042006-10-23T13:58:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.489+08:00READY?<br /><br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br />NAVYNAVYNAVYNAVYNAVY<br /><br />Pray<br /><br />and thank you very much<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116158320537614204?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1161440352147137702006-10-21T22:15:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.403+08:00As the end draws near, the new things await too!<br /><br />And 'it' was such a good deal, both of us could not resist it. We plunged into it, and guess we'll be up and about town soon.<br /><br />PPW, and now CLT, FES, GWC, STC, even VVC.<br /><br />Sounds like fun man<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116144035214713770?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1161002294941696712006-10-16T20:34:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.327+08:00The contract to my horrendous JetPack service is finally over.<br /><br />JetPack offers 30 hours of surfing a month, with extras going at quite some low-price per minute at only $20+ a month! I should have known that I am uncontrollable on the net (meaning, I could have went for some unlimited plan at $40+ instead of paying $60+ a month for JetPack).<br /><br />So I have upgraded my plan, and on Friday, my wireless modem (no use yet) will come along with a spanking new iPod Nano. <span style="font-style: italic;">wahahahahahaha</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116100229494169671?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1160414292470913402006-10-10T01:04:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.242+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/B000HBKCDC_01__SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_V61820443_.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/B000HBKCDC_01__SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_V61820443_.jpg" border="0" /></a> When I heard that Sarah McLachlan has a new album on its way to the stores, time really slowed down and came to a stop (though some say that the cover picture was "off").<br /><br />Of course, I had to listen to "River", the first single off this CD (listen <span style="color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/sarahmclachlan">here</a></span> and you'll know why I love this woman who is 20 years older than me). It samples "Jingle Bells" at the end of it. Without that, the rest of the song simply painted images of beautiful snowflakes and warm fires.<br /><br />Just so you know, I have all of her songs. =]<br /><br /><strike>Strange stuff. I'm constantly in love with women that are already married with kids i.e. Dixie Chicks, Sarah, Atomic Kitten. I also think Madonna is quite cool (at a whopping age of 48). See! Motherhood makes women more attractive.</strike><br /><br />I'm so getting Wintersong, along with that <span style="font-size:85%;">Luther Vandross album, maybe the No Doubt one, Lunarin's,</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">Christina's B2B, U2's DVD (I love Bono), Sarah's Afterglow Live DVD, Cranberries's DVD yadayadayadayada....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116041429247091340?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1160397469244120022006-10-09T20:32:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.168+08:00I think that baby strollers promote irresponsible parenting.<br /><br />Like, if you want to bring your toddler out, don't think of it as a hassle! Carry it! I mean, come on, it's your kid!<br /><br />Infants would love to be near a familiar heartbeat and body temperature that they can identify as "PARENT" instead of feeling lonely in a pram while its parents are off checking out some discounted U-Zap.<br /><br />When I have kids, I would use that sling. The baby sling thingie. Unless I cannot manage to carry 2 kids by myself and drag another bawling, screaming 4-year-old boy. <span style="font-style: italic;">hee</span><br /><br /><strike>but then again, I might not have kids cause I think that it is more worthwhile spending all the money I've painstakingly earned on things that I really want.</strike><br /><br />Then again..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116039746924412002?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1160318286409542932006-10-08T21:55:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:31.079+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Prabhu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/320/Prabhu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This is a shoutout to Prabhu!<br /><br />He kind of rocks (a little) and tends to leave conversations hanging after he starts them in MSN, but he's tolerable lar.. Right Prabhu?<br /><br />Guess what: People search for him on Google! Maybe it's just someone..<br /><br />Evidence:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Blog.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Blog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I laugh like mad sia</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116031828640954293?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1160145380983369212006-10-06T22:35:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.993+08:00Got a new skin!<br /><br />So what if i'm a Liverpool fan?<br /><br />Anyway.. Prelims bankai-ed.. I couldnt defeat it.<br /><br />Now trying to communicate with my Soul Slayer in order to acheive Ban Kai by A Levels. Hopefully!<br /><br />The haze, though very thick, is kind of beautiful.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Like Jessica Sutta.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-116014538098336921?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1158840163220980472006-09-21T19:59:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.914+08:00Hey friends thanks for the concern!<br /><br />But that horrendously emo post was written on last year's May something on my friendsterblog. Yar was feeling quite off back then due to many things, but now I'm quite fine!<br /><br />Thanks you all again. Emo is never quite my thing.. *BIG SMILE*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115884016322098047?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1158737331891136332006-09-20T15:26:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.832+08:00Hey folks, let's get moving to MySpace!<br /><br /><br />I got my own URL since there aren't many chunkiats out there with a MySpace account yet.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/chunkiat">http://www.myspace.com/chunkiat</a><br /><br />Right on! It's way better than Friendster.<br /><br />Add me on the way!<br /><br />MySpace can pay me a little huh.. haha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115873733189113633?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1158726548487399362006-09-20T12:26:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.756+08:00I'm glad things are sorted out already.<br /><br /><blockquote>anyway i've been feeling weird lately.. is it due or lack of sleep or what.. its like i cant sleep till really late.. like now [3:58 am] but i am tired..<br />maybe i'm just too worried about a lot of things lar.. too much stuff in my head to remember to do or i'll die..<br />yup.. literally die.. cause a lot of people still thinks i'm not capable enough yet.. not capable enough to take over..<br />but then again.. if you guys dun trust me .. why?<br />i have no idea.. maybe i'll try my best to cram all that is to be done inside my head..<br />my brain is kind of acting like my secretary.. like at this time it would just remind me that i have to do this and that..<br />well it isnt easy to be able to manage 6 smses coming in at one shot..<br />and all require immediate attention..<br />it is not easy.. miss the old days so much..<br />but what to do when your bestest friends are either still in secondary school or in other colleges away from you? or you r closer friends only see you in the morning and civics lesson? and you havent seen them in months.. and those that are around you now are not really the ones you feel dependent on.. i don't know what i go to school for.. to be ridicule by 'classmates' as the sickly councillor or the boy who always sleeps in class..<br />you guys just don't understand me well enough.. see what will you be like if you are in my shoes.. and i take your place and complain that i have gotten ONLY 16/20 for some lousy physics test while you stare at your 4/20 script..<br />life is just so unfair sometimes.. why do some people always make the right judgement for themselves and end up with so much for themselves while i make wrong judgements after wrong judgements and end up doing things nobody really appreciates?<br />take for example.. that day when cui yin came up to me and asked why am i still so stupid to continue taking AO chinese.. i did not even think about why until she came up to me that day [thanks sis]..<br />then thoughts just start to appear.. why the trouble why the fuss why the mistakes again and again.. call me loser but sometimes i just want to retreat into somewhere safe.. familiar friends and places where i know i can exist without the feeling of emptiness.. having a CLIQUE.. close group of friends that i can relate to during lessons and outside class as well.. unlike now.. [the loner in the class]<br />had a nice talk with this not really senior of mine.. maybe its a good idea.. maybe.. but i'll have to wait for the results first..<br />[thanks for the time]</blockquote>Wah emo lar.. what was I thinking?<br /><br />On hindsight, that's sad!<br /><br /><blockquote></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115872654848739936?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1158433983772662362006-09-17T02:47:00.001+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.680+08:00American television kick ass lar<br /><br />Watched this particular episode of "30Days", the brainchild of the same guy famous for his many controversial documentaries particularly "Super-sized Me" Morgan Spurlock. The objective of 30 Days is to put an "extremist" of sorts into the community for 30 days to see how it is like. For example, a homophobe lives with a gay and enters the gay community for 30 days; a racist to live with the other race for 30 days etc.<br /><br />So this particular episode I watched involves minuteman Frank who lived with the Gonzales for 30 days. Minutemen are voluntary border patrol who stake it out at the American/Mexican border armed with guns, rifles and whatnots to report on Mexicans and Central Americans who attempt to cross the border to pursue the American dream illegally. They report directly to the officials, who then deports the illegal immigrants immediately.<br /><br />Yup, US still faces huge problems with illegal immigrants as the Government cannot decide for amnesty or against it, resulting in many Latino illegal immigrants stuck without proper jobs (since they have no "ICs") and having to resort to every method to get money.<br /><br />The eldest daughter of the family, Armida, holds the hope of being the first in the family to attend college. During Frank's stay, she was the one who had the most debates with him over the issue of illegal immigrants, only to find out the that Frank is also an immigrant from Mexico, albeit a legal one from many years ago. So she seeks to find out why his stand is against the immigrants.<br /><br />During his stay, Frank also works as a handyman like the patriach of the household, doing many odd jobs in the process as well. He plays golf with Armida (she's good) and lives just like one of them to see if his opinions about illegal immigrants would change.<br /><br />Classic moments are when Patricia, the matriach, laments about how she blames herself for not being able to be by both her parents' side when they passed away, not because she does not want to, but rather, is unable to. Since she is an illegal, once she leaves America, she would never be able to come back. Also, Rigo, the patriach, talks about his brother Mario back in Mexico.<br /><br />So Frank makes a trip to Mexico and got to see for himself how bad the Gonzales family was living back in Mexico. He realised that "if anybody lives here, they wouldnt last, and the first thing on their minds is to get out of here" and he begins to understand a little why they took the risk of crossing the border years ago. Also, the reason for Armida's "pia-ness" since she is on eof two kids (of five) that lived in that dilapidated shack in Mexico (with the big field as thier toildt and a near-eutrophicated well as their only source of water).<br /><br />At the end, when Frank has to live, the family cries but Frank didnt as "men cant cry". It's really nice to see how Frank thanked Pat for her hospitality even though he is supposed to hate them (the illegal immigrants). Patricia and Armida cried, as they are sad over the leaving of a friend (yes Frank changed over the course of the 30 days--he understands their plight and the very reason that fuels their "jumping of the border"). Stuff like that lar.<br /><br />The biggest realisation that come to me?<br /><br />Why can't Mediacorp make KICKASS shows like this???????<br />(please stop making all those travel/feichangjueduisuperhypercampusidolbandstar shows, there are too many of them already)<br /><br />American TV!!<br /><br />(sorry about the grammar. time and dry eyes)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115843398377266236?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1158144505151264552006-09-13T18:44:00.001+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.517+08:00Steve Jobs never fails to amaze me.<br /><br />iTunes 7 (and the amazing function "Cover Flow")<br /><br />iPod Video in 80GB<br /><br />iPod Nano remastered (colours!)<br /><br />iPod Shuffle (clip &amp; go)<br /><br />Its a wonder how I stopped myself from buying one nearly a month ago.<br /><br />Cause the new ones are out!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and I swear, after Chemistry Paper II I shall get my cyclist's tan back.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115814450515126455?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1157731756546630292006-09-09T00:07:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.349+08:00(Uncle) Jack said,<br /><br />"Brother! Don't be so stressed out! You are still young! Should be having fun man!"<br /><br />but.. how?<br /><br />If only I am in Sports &amp; Wellness Management<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115773175654663029?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1157704086627441892006-09-08T16:23:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.268+08:00I realised..<br /><br />if I had applied for Nanyang Poly's Diploma in Sports &amp; Wellness Management 2 years back, I can still do physiotherapy in other places like ACSM even though it is a diploma in Business Management..<br /><br />WHY DIDN'T I LOOK THROUGH NYP's WEBSITE??!<br /><br /><br />JC sucks<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115770408662744189?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1157429355352891632006-09-05T11:37:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.179+08:00Don't ask about the layout.<br /><br />After the cursed As, you'll see really nice pictures in the layout.<br /><br />Trust me. Like loads of Jessica.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Beep.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/320/Beep.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Yup, the one in the middle that look a lot like <a href="http://www.bettiepage.com/index.php"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Betti Page</span></a>. Not that I have a thing for Bettie, but Bettie was really BIG in the 50s (super pin-up status!).<br /><br />Boy can she dance.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Jessica1.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Jessica1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Some more?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Jessica2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Jessica2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Maybe I'll even show the world my two lovely vice-captains..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Jessica3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Jessica3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Ok maybe not..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Jessica4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Jessica4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115742935535289163?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1157392988296044402006-09-05T01:44:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.101+08:00I thought I would abadon writing again, but not as yet!<br /><br />Mr Steve Irwin passed on.<br /><br />For those of you still living in Ecuador, he is the famous "Crocodile Hunter" that never fails to create interest and remind us that beasts are still tender souls behind their fierce eyes.<br /><br />Ironically, Mr Irwin believes that the beasts that he fears the most are not the ones he work with, but rather, the ones around him that he grew up with! Humans.<br /><br />I wonder how it feels like at that moment when demise is inevitable, like when he felt the sting first piercing his skin.<br /><br />Which led me to wonder, what would it be like when it is my turn to say "BYE BYE TAKE CARE".<br /><br />Would I be performing onstage and be crushed by the falling lights? Or would I be knocked down by some truck while cycling on-road?<br /><br />Well, hopefully it is quick, and that I am doing something that I like (so that my last memory of this world is nice!). That is, I don't want to die of cardiac arrest while quarreling with somebody over anything at all!<br /><br />The philosophical/logical side of me rarely appears, but when it does, it thinks to itself that whatever it is, DON'T REGRET ANYTHING man.<br /><br />Seriously, to all those "chao-muggers" out there who pretends not to study, there's only so much that studies take up in our life. So good luck to those struggling for that prestigious quadruple degree in business management! *bigsmile*<br /><br />Yes, I know I am being bitter, slightly near the point of tasting sour grapes, but who wouldn't? This would be the last time I regret not studying hard enough for 'O' and making it into R.<br /><br />Then that would have been so different. I wouldn't know the many different people that I know now, my dearest House Comm comrades, PDP people, and the few close friends that keep me company now. Heck, I might not even be able to meet Isaac now and then! Maybe it's all pre-written?<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Skeptical.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/320/Skeptical.png" alt="" border="0" /></a>Damn this is getting too emo for my own good.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">You might think that I am being childish and angry over nothing in particular, but thats your problem. Too bad, just Logic taking over for the day.<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115739298829604440?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1155453129551768532006-08-13T14:20:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:30.011+08:00The iTunes Crystal Ball<br />1. Put iTunes on Shuffle.<br />2. Press forward for each question.<br />3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!<br /><strike>4. Tag 10 people to play this game too.</strike><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How are you feeling today?</span><br />Don't Know Why (live) - Norah Jones<br /><br />perhaps, i don't know why i did the stuff i did since waking. shall get out of the house soon!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Will you get far in life?</span><br />When You Wish Upon A Star - Louis Armstrong<br /><br />sure, i shall make a wish everytime i see a star.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How do your friends see you?</span><br />Cake Walking Babies From Home - Clarence Williams' Blue Five<br /><br />that would be cool. since a cake is sweet and all.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Will you get married?</span><br />The Pros And Cons Of Breathing - Fall Out Boy<br /><br />(<span class="std_font">i want to hate you half as much as i hate myself<br />but you know that I could crush you with my voice)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What is your best friend's theme song?</span><br />回到过去 - 周杰倫 (Back To The Past - Jay Chou)<br /><br />that is true, we always talk about how life is much better back in secondary school.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What is the story of your life?</span><br />Rockstar - Nickelback<br /><br />it better be, and i wish it is nsice it would be so fun.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What was high school like?</span><br />Full Of Grace - Sarah McLachlan<br /><br />it is proven, i am graceful.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How can you get ahead in life?</span><br />Overjoyed - Charles Grigsby<br /><br />be happy, be happy.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What is the best thing about your friends?</span><br />Blackbird - The Beatles<br /><br />(you were only waiting for this moment to arise)<br /><br />i have great friends<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What is today gonna be like?</span><br />Take It To The Limit - The Eagles<br /><br />(you can spend all your time making money<br />you can spend all your love making time<br />if it all fell to pieces tomorrow<br />would you still be mine?)<br /><br />stay true stay true<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What is in store for this weekend?</span><br />Summer Wind - Frank Sinatra<br /><br />next weekend?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What song describes you?</span><br />Loose End - Sergio Mendes (feat. Justin Timberlake, Pharoahe Monch & Will.I.Am)<br /><br />nice<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">To describe your grandparents?</span><br />Big Pimpin'/Papercut - Jay-Z & Linkin Park<br /><br />like a whirlwind inside my head.. hmm<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How is your life going?</span><br />Am I The Only One (Who's Ever Felt This Way) - Dixie Chicks<br /><br />i'm sure it's not, but still, god help me.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What song will they play at your funeral?</span><br />Away From Me - Puddle Of Mudd<br /><br />(i’m always afraid<br />that you’re gone<br />away from me)<br /><br />same here<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How does the world see you?</span><br />You And I Both - Jason Mraz<br /><br />i love the world<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Will you have a happy life?</span><br />Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera<br /><br />yeah, if i am not going to have a happy life, ain't no other man would! haha<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What do your friends really think of you?</span><br />Better Together - Jack Johnson<br /><br />so let's keep it this way<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do people secretly lust after you?</span><br />Suicide Kings - Cherry Poppin' Daddies<br /><br />ooh, sexy ska<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How can I make myself happy?</span><br />I Believe In Love - Dixie Chicks<br /><br />(that in love you have a choice)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What should you do with your life?</span><br />All My Loving - The Beatles<br /><br />(i'll write home ev'ry day,<br />and i'll send all my loving to you)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Will you ever have children?</span><br />There They Go - Fort Minor (feat. Sixx John)<br /><br />a whole bunch.. there they go!<br /><br /><br />why is it all about love?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115545312955176853?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1155441131456353822006-08-13T11:26:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.911+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Album%20Art.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Album%20Art.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Hey!<br />Check out our new CD Album loaded with 12 songs, an umbrella with our band logo, 4 exclusively designed T-Shirts in all sizes, a mousepad, a handphone accessory, dolls of our band members, the wig that our drummer wore on stage, 7 full-length DVDs of features made by[and about us], an exclusive 50 feet by 50 feet poster, a 2172-page booklet with ALL our lyrics with the stories of how they came about, 2 anti-virus programs, and a Chemistry Ten-Year-Series! All in a tiny package of TWO jewel cases and it is only SG$19.95. It's as cheap as any other Mandarin artiste's album, just that ours is packed with much more freebies! How's that for a debut?<br /><br />Tracks:<br /><ol><li>My Name Is Not Vanessa And My Partner's Name Is Rain (feat. Scandalous)<br /></li><li>I Don't Want To Sound Like David Tao But I Can't Help It Since It Is Part Of My Contract</li><li>I Think Repackaging Our Albums Every Week Is Really Very Fun (feat. 556678)</li><li>The Difference Of Black & Purple</li><li>Just To Confirm, Our Band Comprises 3 Girls (Produced by S.H.E.E.)</li><li>The Parody Of Madam Winfrey (feat. Opera Winfrey)<br /></li><li>You're Beautiful, So Am I (feat. James Notsoblunt)<br /></li><li>I Am The Greatest Singer-Songwriter Alive (Written by JJ Lim Ko Pi)</li><li>Thumbdrives (feat. USB)<br /></li><li>Camwhores Exist Everywhere</li><li>Mumble Fumble (feat. Jay-Z Chou)</li><li>Stars Are Blind And Deaf (feat. Rome)</li><li>One People, One Nation, One Singapore (Singapore bonus track) (The Singapore Is Idle Mega-remix feat. a Sitar &amp; Erhu duet)<br /></li></ol>With so many stars featured on our songs, how can you resist?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bob Dylan-</span><a href="http://www.bobdylan.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Subterranean Homesick Blues</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115544113145635382?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1155438723585891732006-08-13T11:08:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.838+08:00<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04nZ9OWTKwA"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04nZ9OWTKwA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></object><br /><br />Even though I'm not Christian, I think she is evil personified.<br /><br />EVIL!<br /><br />What the heck! "I thank God for 9-11."<br /><br />Disinfect her!<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PBUBqglxt5Q"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PBUBqglxt5Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></object><br /><br />The reporter rocks!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stone Sour-</span><a href="http://www.stonesour.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">30/30-150</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115543872358589173?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1155239518236901722006-08-11T03:23:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.758+08:00While typing typing typing the music post, I got this piece of bad news from my friend.<br /><br />"abkhsihas fiahd klhsh tnb avjhsdt awgdfjkbdfmbg erhierhvv"<br /><br />In short, there was this profile on sgboy.com [don't even be tempted to go to it. IT IS NOT GAY FRIENDSTER] that bears the photo of ME ME ME ME ME!!!! Apparently stolen from my blog [the user profile one]<br /><br />I AM SO UTTERLY FLATTERED that this TOTALLY GOOD-LOOKING gayguy actually THOUGHT that MY PICTURE would get him extra romps this coming weekend. HOW SWEET OF HIM/IT!!!!<br /><br />So if you actually find it interesting, go to sgboy.com, create an account and search for dark_castles.<br /><br />Anyway my lovely Vice-Captain and I created an account under the name of Iam Notasgayasyou [a Japanese!]. We emailed admin! So if you still want to see my photo proudly displayed on SGBOY.COM, go ahead and create an account!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Hitsugaya%20Matsumoto.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Hitsugaya%20Matsumoto.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ITS LIKE DAMN LIMITED TIME ONLY!!!! HOOOOOOOOOOO [wow i am excited]<br /><br />Wah I am so excited I am turning gay. Watch <a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=hard+gay&search=Search"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hardgay</span></a>! My new idol [for doing all these CIP stuff] It's safe stuff! Not something that dark_castles will star in!<br /><br />And anyway, i shall take away photos of myself soon, and for this blog, it will be replaced by that of a butterfly! Pretty enough right? At least when next time someone steals my photo again it will be an aesthetically pleasing butterfly! hoooo~~~~~~~<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beatles-</span><a href="http://www.beatles.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">She's Leaving Home</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115523951823690172?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1155237667199140442006-08-11T02:11:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.668+08:00My first exposure to music came in the form of cassette tapes with many little nursery rhymes.. I remember they even came in parts, like 1, 2 and 3. The one that left the deepest impression in my mind is "Itsy Bitsy Spider" if anyone remembers..<br /><br />"Itsy bitsy spider, climbed up the watersprout."<br /><br />That was when I was 6.<br /><br />As I move along, the Walkman came into my life, and I became this cool little kid who goes out with Mum carrying a bag with his own Walkman playing cassette tapes of i-really-don'tknow-what-songs. cool sia<br /><br />In primary school, I wasnt exposed to much music, cause I was busy burying myself in Bookworm Club story books [I bet you were too]<br /><br />Then after I changed primary school, to lovely Ngee Ann, I was introduced to the likes of the hip songs then: Spice Girls, Backstreet Boys etc etc. That was when these groups were in their prime and everyone listened to them. The Walkman became the Discman, and that was when primary school kids begin patronising pirated CD stalls, which are in a sense at their prime [or perhaps it was because innocent kids like me know nuts about piracy to bother about the pirates?]<br /><br />Primary 5 was the year when I was logged on to Perfect 10 & Power 98 every night. Without fail, to listen to Jean Danker read out dedications [way back when she was still doing Say It With Music] and thinking of how pretty she looked when she is in studio [oh yes my first celebrity crush]. I even went to the extent of writing letters in class so that i can add in the line "Hi Jean! I am writing this during lessons because it is very boring." to appear cooler in Jean Danker's eyes. Don't blame me blame my company. They are people who listens to S Club 7 and all the hip things, so Perfect 10 was a staple. So came the likes of pop stuff like *NSYNC, S CLUB 7, A1. Also came certain rock tracks like those of Santana [i cannot really remember what were the first few rock songs I listened to but I think Santana's Maria Maria was one of them, and I am proud of that!]<br /><br />Chung Cheng High, and how could one not listen to Mandarin songs in that school? CCHSM made me know that Mandarin songs also have the same effect as their English counterparts. I fell madly in love with David Tao, Jay Chou, and many other artistes during sec 1 and sec 2 with Kong-Min being my main supplier of these songs. In upper sec, however, my interest died off due to the "Radio" function in my favourite phone Nokia 6510 [look, though it does not have like, 10Megapixels imaging capabilities, millions of colours or Bluetooth Redtooth, it is capable of the most basic functions of a phone, while in a sleek body, installed with the greatest application of all: a portable radio!]. I returned to my "angmoh" roots, with Perfect 10 &amp; Power 98 outshining YES 933 & Dong Li 883. They played really sleek songs, and I am not ashamed to admit that I am taken over by the storm created by the likes of tottally cool genres of music playing in the grey realms of hip-hop/R&amp;B/rap. It was never before heard anywhere except by this new wave of artistes like Missy Elliott and Kanye West. I mean, who would have thought that the sitar would eventually earn its rights to be heard on mainstream radio in the 21st century?<br /><br />While taken over by music like these, i discovered a radio station doing its job silently. FM 99.5. It was first known as Passion 99.5, then Lush 99.5, but is now gone for good. This was the station where I discovered JAZZ [and its variety of a million]. The rest, is history.<br /><br />Slowly and steadily, it was apparent that music began taking up its big fat space in my life, and now, with 2005 heralding the desktop and the internet, I am introduced to many different genres of music [16.73 GB worth to be exact]. Who would have known that I would be exposed to country music [go Dixie Chicks! Ashley Monroe!], folk [Damien Rice, Michelle Featherstone], and many other lesser known genres of music like quiet storm, gospel, and trip hop?!<br /><br />Beautiful stuff music are made of.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Underoath-</span><a href="http://www.underoath777.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A Message For Adrienne</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115523766719914044?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1154541084889898672006-08-03T01:34:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.591+08:00<center><table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"><tbody><tr><td align="center"><br /><b><span style="font-size:78%;">Goh Chun Kiat --</span></b><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">[noun]:</span><br /><br />A person who laughs at anything (even this entry)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83">'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'</a> at <a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">QuizGalaxy.com<br /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></center><br /><br />Hello to whoever made this little "personality from your name" thing above. Apparently you are somehow acquainted to me, right? Right?<br /><br />Was talking to my <strike>beautiful</strike> <strike>glamourous</strike> "i-slept-during-maths-lecture" vice-captain and she told me all about that strange dream she had recently. Which led me to recall my recurrent dream of being stuck in a dimension where the only light source is the glowing green grid on the floor. the freakiest part of this is that everytime I have this dream, I am either sick or falling sick. The worse part, it usually ends with me seeing a humanoid figure being balanced on a pole by his/her eye. say yuck.<br /><br />DON"T COME BACK!<br /><br />My left eye has been drier than usual these days. EYES! I love you both with all of my spleen!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thom Yorke-</span><a href="http://www.theeraser.net"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Harrowdown Hill</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115454108488989867?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1154275765438497592006-07-30T23:57:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.512+08:00Sundays: I escape to suburban seaside retreat my longest known friend. We discuss the latest songs [that he suddenly remembered and wants to download], the latest pretty <strike>girls</strike> things to look at [if you know what I mean], the difference between MJ & TJ [and how opinion are actually heard over at the other side(the benches and the vending machines!!)], and how basically, life now is like running a marathon without the water stops [DAMN DAMN!].<br /><br />I am happy don't start coming up to me and asking if I'm alright. Thanks for that though.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Ken%20Hirai%20Complete%20Single%20Collection%2095%20-%2005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/320/Ken%20Hirai%20Complete%20Single%20Collection%2095%20-%2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>My new love: KEN HIRAI<br /><br />kill me! i'm gay!!!!<br />(goes on to perform <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hara-kiri"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hara-kiri</span></a>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ken Hirai-</span><a href="http://www.kenhirai.net/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Ring</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115427576543849759?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1153826242566889562006-07-25T19:13:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.436+08:00The dream about the house was supposed to be yesterday's.. but Blogger sort of left me in the lurch..<br /><br />I have this really strict lifestyle planned out for myself for the following <strike>months</strike> weeks leading to the big As, but would I follow it?<br /><br />Stop thinking I'm not ok lar, it's getting irritating.<br /><br />School's been fun [cause I carry a blunt weapon around with me all the time], and Chuck's been fun to annoy too.<br /><br />What to say? Life's like this <i>lar</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115382624256688956?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1153761751942458582006-07-25T00:41:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.262+08:00If I ever buy a house in the future, it would have to be big and by the sea [MARINE PARADE!!]<br /><br />It will have to look a little cottage-like, with many trees and a big field.<br /><br />There!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Big%20House%20Edit.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Big%20House%20Edit.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Then I shall buy a dog.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Big%20House%201%20Dog.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Big%20House%201%20Dog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>No, make it four dogs.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Big%20House%204%20Dogs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Big%20House%204%20Dogs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />And Husky makes 5!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Big%20House%205%20Dogs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Big%20House%205%20Dogs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>So many big dogs, maintenance very high <span style="font-style: italic;">leh</span>.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />and I don't think I will ever have the money to buy the house in the first place<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cherry Poppin' Daddies-</span><a href="http://www.daddies.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Hazel, South Dakota</span></a></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115376175194245858?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1153330145898710742006-07-20T01:06:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.183+08:00<span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Well, my time went too quickly,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I went lickety-splitly out to my old fifty-five.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As I pulled away slowly, feelin' so holy,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">God knows I was feelin' alive.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Been catching up with friends lately, now that I have time on my side for a life outside of college. It's very nice to know that the connection that we share a few years back still exist, albeit a little weaker.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Now the sun's comin' up,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freeway cars and trucks.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lord, don't you know the feelin's gettin' stronger.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">How it seems so strange that we still feel the same for certain things, certain issues, certain people, and the little stones-in-shoes of life that we never can complain enough about. Though we are all in different schools, and it can never be the same again, it is that special.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Six in the morning, gave me no warnin',</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I had to be on my way.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Now the cars are all passin' me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Trucks are all flashin' me,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm headed home from your place.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Also, how is it that people in groups can laugh out loud in trains and buses with nobody really caring, but an individual would cause that much of a disturbance. We laugh and cry together, perhaps that was what this is supposed to mean. Even though it is a short 1 and a half silly years spent together, it's really nice.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And now the sun's comin' up,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freeway cars and trucks.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lord, don't you know, the feelin's gettin' stronger.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />How many people have great friends? Best friends? Go get a few, it's fun.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> What would I trade for great friends? I am not sure, but I am sure that if I ever need anyone to talk to face-to-face at 3am in the morning, there are people I can go to. That's how wonderful it can be.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Well, my time went too quickly,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I went lickety-splitly out to my old fifty-five.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As I pulled away slowly, feelin' so holy,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">God knows I was feelin' alive.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">For all that we've been through, the quarrels and struggles, little bickers and squabbles, laughter and tears at everything possible since 2000. Thank you.<br /><br />For all the mocking and humiliating, mimicry and crazy ideas, the desperate pleas and bid for survival in JC, and all that is to come in the future since 2005. Thank you.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And now the sun's comin' up (yes it is),</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freeway cars and trucks.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freeway cars and trucks,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ridin' with Lady Luck.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freeway cars and trucks,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ridin' with Lady Luck.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freeway cars and trucks,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ridin' with Lady Luck...<br /><br />I have great friends, and few great friends are better than many acquaintances who don't really give a shit about how your life is!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >The Eagles-</span><a href="http://www.eaglesband.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >Ol' 55</span></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115333014589871074?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1153327943364201532006-07-20T00:16:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:29.102+08:00It might bcome as a surprise to some (or rather most), but I am finally plagued by academic problems and the abnomaly is that I actually care!<br /><br />Like how my friend puts it, everybody cares about that 4 As and 2 'S' paper distinctions so that he/she would get to shake the Presidant's hand for the most sought after scholarship locally. In this dog-eat-cat-eat-rat silly ratrace of a life, that is the greatest recognition one can get (unless someone breaks the bond that comes with it, but that's not the issue here).<br /><br />Issue being that I am worried. Panicking at times.<br /><br />We are all in this ratrace, and I am not ashamed of myself to say that I really regret not doing well enough for 'O' levels, missing out that chance to go to a better JC, like RJ? What if I had joined a sports PDP in the first place, would it have helped me concentrate better? What if I had became a different person, in another PDP, and not 1 of the 4 House Captains? What if I am in another JC, doing much better through consistent revision instead of the current <strike>pia-pia-pia-yet-still-getting-fucking-shit-grades</strike> situation I am wallowing in? What if? I would never know, but maybe all these friends and wonderful company I am having now would never have happened. I am also not ashamed to admit that I too once dreamed of getting the President's Handshake. I too had clouds in my head in the shape of Medicine at Johns Hopkins. Over-estimating myself? Perhaps.<br /><br />Studies, acadamia and grades. Everyone dreams of good grades and the glory that comes along with it, and also fears being left in the lurch, in the back alley of the modern world where that <strike>damn</strike> degree is everything, and every single aspect of a person is assessed in one way or another. I am one-foot-stuck in the dumpster of school already, with only 3 As subjects left, when the rest of TJC is taking 4 subjects and a million 'S' papers. Not bitter or anything, just pity.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/South%20Park%20Creation.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/320/South%20Park%20Creation.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Hi, your cartilage hit me in the eye</span><br /></div>This is going nowhere.<br /><br />Only one important impact sustained today.<br /><br />My 4-year-old fort of a dream of becoming a physiotherapist/sports manager of sorts was attacked by the lure of SMU and how close it is to home, the convenience of the short traveling time and that 1-year-old campus in the heart of the city. Would I sacrifice dreams for the sake of all these conveniences, making a fool of myself by taking something starkely business relatted when it is globally known that I condemn business and office-based jobs of all sorts? Perhaps I should get back to reality, since there are probably trillions of people out there who also wish for a non-deskbound-eyes-stuck-to-Excel-spreadsheet job but is stuck with one.<br /><br />Get back to basics man.<br /><br />NOTE: i am feeling fine. no need to write my epitaph for me yet.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Red Hot Chiili Peppers-</span><a href="http://www.redhotchilipeppers.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Scar Tissue</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115332794336420153?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1151447293756744492006-06-28T06:23:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.930+08:00OH like at last.. the blog is back!<br /><br />Sorry! For the past months that I havent been here i was away on iTunes fiddling with album art and the such. The nonsensical stuff I do.<br /><br />Now with a new resolution!<br /><br />*drumroll*<br /><br />Bedtime: 12 midnight<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Arctic Monkeys-</span><a href="http://www.arcticmonkeys.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Fake Tales Of San Francisco</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-115144729375674449?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1139498313883803842006-02-09T23:13:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.842+08:00The second time that I am that extremely worried over the release of O level results.<br /><br />WHY!?<br /><br />Just a simple wish from me though<br /><br />Hope all who wants to stay, gets to stay [and please please please by some means stay in the same house]<br /><br />What a desperate plea... but thats how i feel exactly..<br /><br /><br /><br />17 hours to Dualthlon, and still no bike [yes you stupid keep my injured bike at your Bukit Merah home]<br /><br />What to do? rent tmr? if not for Biology test I would have taken the morning off in search of road bike rental shops<br /><br />and it's just 9km! the short distance man..<br /><br /><br />and 2 straight Liverpool losses [2-0!!!!]<br /><br /><br />I successfully made someone pissed with me..<br />oh what a week<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113949831388380384?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1138046090607868232006-01-24T03:42:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.768+08:00Sometimes, when I feel like just commiting the evils as I had last year [read: missing school], thoughts of seeing my Year 1s keep me going.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818239/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/84818239_52518b5b5a.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 3 at Suntec" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 3 FLAMMENDE<br /><br /></span></div>Strange but true.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818240/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/84818240_60363d9eda.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 7 at Suntec with Me" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 7 CALIDUS<br /><br /></span></div>Just like my own sons and daughters.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818241/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/84818241_6b05e43040.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 11 at Suntec Acting Cute" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 11 FACULTAS<br /><br /></span></div>I must be going nuts<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818242/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/84818242_5cf077306f.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 15 at Suntec Act Cute" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 15 ARDEO<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pink Floyd-</span><a href="http://www.pinkfloyd.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Comfortably Numb</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113804609060786823?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1137602624666291162006-01-19T00:19:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.675+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">This might come as a surprise to many, but I am beginning to enjoy going to school.<br /></div><br />Wonder why? Well, I dont exactly enjoy lessons as yet, but with great tutors such as Ms Kwan [eat your heart out!], Mrs Goh for Maths, Mr Goh for Chemistry and Mr Ng for Biology it is really quite an interest already.<br /><br />However, most of this credit goes to the Year 1s and the HC people, who in many ways make college life so much spicier to me! [in ways that you might or might not have known]<br /><br />Ever felt like giving it all for someone?<br /><br />That is exactly how I feel sometimes, but not just to one person, but to an entire group.<br /><br />The love is that strong! Strong enough to make me less slack a person can!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/88237284/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/88237284_a0e475e2bd.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 11 Outing to Fish & Co Group Photo" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Fish &amp; Co. Dinner! OG 11 LOVE</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/88235171/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/88235171_153ef821f6.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 11 Outing to Fish & Co Act Cute" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">The Love!<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Electrico-</span><a href="http://www.electricomusic.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I Want You</span></a><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113760262466629116?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1137336001025706932006-01-15T22:34:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.597+08:00I realise I am in need of a haircut<br /><br />and a lot of sleep<br /><br />and a lot of catching up<br /><br />and a lot of time to organise the piles of papers waiting at home helping me collect dust for my dust bunny collection<br /><br />and I want to cycle long distances like I used to.<br /><br />As such I decide that.. While the rest of the class is having Physics Practical tomorrow, I shall leave school to cycle to squeeze in at least 25km in roughly 1 hour..<br /><br />Please dont try to talk me out of it.<br /><br />3 subjects rock.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Linkin Park-</span><a href="http://www.linkinpark.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Nobody's Listening</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113733600102570693?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1137174413443059572006-01-14T01:23:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.523+08:00I love my subordinates more and more.<br /><br />Esp after the <span style="font-weight: bold;">OG 3</span> outing which started at 930am [however an unofficial outing it was since I was the one that sort of forced it into an OG outing] and left us agenda-less at like 3+pm in the afternoon! So it was mostly a pool outing in the end [where I heard that love blossomed between a certain treasurer and a junior of mine].<br /><br />Then came <span style="font-weight: bold;">OG 11</span>'s Fish & Co treat which was in a word, LOVE. I know the bill really burnt a hole in your pockets but it was through this that I have known you all better and actually remembered more than 20 names at the end of it. The photos! [Thanks everyone, really, from all of us! It really made our month!]<br /><br />I missed <span style="font-weight: bold;">OG 7</span>'s as I was tied up with other matters, but they have the heart to give me a card too, colouring "MashiMaro" a dark shade of purple and left me nice notes. Sorry that I was ABSENT but I'm sure that I'll have no problems knowing the members of the BEST OG right? More outings please!<br /><br />And now the King awaits <span style="font-weight: bold;">OG 15</span>'s outing where I'll get to meet all the "bimbos" and "himbos" and actually remember more names than I know now [I am thinking like 4 or 5 names only].<br /><br />Spread the <span style="font-weight: bold;">GAMMA</span>/<span style="font-weight: bold;">INVICTUS</span> love!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/86112217/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/6/86112217_a113fc130d.jpg" alt="Invictus Banner" height="331" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">So fierce arh! Sia lar</span><br /></div><br />Point to note: I feel like a father with 200 children under me<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coldplay-</span><a href="http://www.coldplay.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Daylight</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113717441344305957?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1137027373012301632006-01-12T07:56:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.444+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Orientation, the crazy and fun-filled first week of Junior College.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Voyage</span><br /><br />1 King and 4 sons. The King cannot decide which son is to succeed him, since all 4 of his sons are rather dysfunctional. The King thus hands them a quest, which is to set off to the four islands surrounding T.J., and the one who finds the treasure gets the throne.<br /><br />King, however, dies in a volcano eruption and the 4 sons, too engrossed in each of their own world, forgets about the quest. Many years later, they have already set up their own empire in each of the islands, namely Zenith, Azurous, Invictus and Ixodus.<br /><br />The descendants of the 4 had the same nightmare one night, which was of the Ancient King returning to remind them of the quest that he gave their ancestors many years ago. As each sets off to continue the quest from where their forefathers left off, they found the treasure through their strange and dysfunctional trait significant of their clan.<br /><br />Zenith the "Fatigued" King Benjamin Jr.<br />Azurous the "Young" King Arvin Jr.<br />Invictus the "Narcissist" King Chun Kiat Jr.<br />Ixodus the "Party Animal" King Raimi Jr.<br /><br />As such, the 4 who have never seen each other before bumped into each other, and a fight ensured. Each of them tried to get the treasure for his own clan, but failed. The magical key to open the treasure chest that was handed down by the Ancient King to each of their ancestor many years ago failed to work.<br /><br />Miracles do happen, and when all 4 of them use their keys together, the chest opened, and the treasure is the lesson learnt that they can succeed when they are united as one.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Day 1. 3rd January 2006</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">College Trivia</span><br /><br />By giving the CGs their own time to go for College Trivia without their OGLs, I felt that bonds were quickly created and people stepped up to lead the group, which is very good! Also, Day 1's mass dance was the most "hiong" since Dhoom is quite a tough dance. Really very tired at the end of the day.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Day 2. 4th January 2006</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Monopoly</span><br /><br />I became station master, but judging from the many photos that they took during Monopoly, I am sure that they have had lots of fun. Mass dance was after this, and "Let's Get Retarded" proved a little hard to cram.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84819991/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/84819991_dc37a4a55e.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 3 Wet Games Volleybomb Watching Pink Balloon" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 3 FLAMMENDE Wet Games Volleybomb!<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84819992/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/84819992_0333e736b9.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 7 Wet Games Aftermath" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 7 CALIDUS Wet Games Dirty Chess<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84819993/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/84819993_f567b7f9b4.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 11 Monopoly Carrying Girls" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 11 FACULTAS Monopoly Carrying Girls<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84819994/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/84819994_8646bbe8cb.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 15 Monopoly Bedok Swimming Complex Tissue" height="375" width="500" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 15 ARDEO Monopoly Waving Tissues</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Day 3. 5th January 2006</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Wet Games</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Suntec Mass Dance</span><br /><br />Wet Games was good! Their spirit and enthusiasm peaked as each and every one of them unleashed their savage side and try to wet everyone they see. Seniors or peers, enemies or allies, just have fun by getting others wet and getting wet themselves. Wet and dirty proved to still be one the of the better ways of bonding.<br /><br />Suntec Mass Dance was high. Sky high. From wet games, Invictors set off to lunch and got changed. At Blk 19, they prepared for their OG performance for O-Night and also practiced those steps for the all-anticipated Suntec Mass Dance. Everyone improved tremendously [I am proud of you all].<br /><br />Then at Suntec, all of us got wet from the spray from the fountain. After the mass dance, people started running aorund the fountain in circles, and created sound pollution and congestion. Cheering was madness and destructive, as I realised that I have lost my voice after the entire event is over. This is bad, for I still have 1 entire day to go.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818239/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/84818239_52518b5b5a.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 3 at Suntec" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 3 FLAMMENDE at Suntec<br /></span></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818240/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/84818240_60363d9eda.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 7 at Suntec with Me" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 7 CALIDUS at Suntec</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818241/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/84818241_6b05e43040.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 11 at Suntec Acting Cute" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 11 FACULTAS at Suntec</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/84818242/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/84818242_5cf077306f.jpg" alt="Invictus OG 15 at Suntec Act Cute" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">OG 15 ARDEO at Suntec<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Day 4. 6th January 2006</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Auditions</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Voyagers' Night</span><br /><br />Morning saw me losing my voice on the podium going "Baris-phlegm jam-....."<br /><br />It's alright and understandable if anyone laughed [I personally found it funny too].<br /><br />Then came a morning of practicing, Library Talk and then the auditions.<br /><br />Though it is bad that only 1 OG from each clan would be enter Voyagers' Night, I saw how all of them had so much fun laughing at each other, practicing dance, lines, putting on makeup and 3 disguises and all the corny and funny things that we expect or dont expect to see.<br /><br />Like how "That Thing You Do" rocked Flammende<br />how The Cinderella from Calidus literally sagging<br />how the entire series of short performances from Facultas just sticked in one's funny bone<br />and how the Girl on the Bus turned into a Bhangra movie.<br /><br />Voyagers' Night<br /><br />The number of pageant nominees were lesser than Renaissance, 4 pairs only as compared to Renaissance's 6 pairs. They were all good in their own ways [but of course Stephanie and Wan Ting are the best]. OG performances were quite "numanumalei-ish" as both Zenith and Azurous's performance representative used that song. Invictus's was plagued by bad microphone feedback, but it was still a superb performance with David the Magician and Chef, Jeremy's Steve Owens shark show, the ultimate hilarous soap opera, the boys with their nails in the Pantene advertisement and the MTV with the shake like mad dance. Woah!<br /><br />After everything has ended, the 4 of us acted a little and then in the end, Calidus of Invictus was crowned Best OG!!! and best clan was Zenith [1! We are the Zenith! 2! We still cant hear you! 3! A little louder! 4! More! More! More!].<br /><br />Charles kicked off the performance with a blast of a performance that was just in a league of his own. Then came Ink [go Chuang May!] which ended with a nice song from Charles and Ink.<br /><br />Ronin surprised me even when they started the moshing with classic "Helter-Skelter<span style="font-size:100%;">"! Wow!</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I prefer the Beatles's version still</span>. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">They continued with a few more classic rock tunes which got everyone all high!!!<br /><br />The bands that played were like all really good, and the stage and lighting effects just added to the blast. During mass dance, the hall really looked like a club at one point from the stage's POV.<br /><br />Tired tired tired, but Orientation was sure a blast and miracle that the 29th Students' Council and the OGLs have created that I am sure many people will remember for a long long time.<br /></span></div></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113702737301230163?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1135610622122041852005-12-26T22:50:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.367+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/77183652/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/77183652_014baf9edb.jpg" alt="X'Mas Happy Late At Night" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">On Hong Xiang's bed [nice, proper shot at last]</span><br /></div><br />What else to say but it's been a while!<br /><br />Have been:<br /><br /><ol><li>Mass dancing</li><li>Reading [!]</li><li>Out and about</li><li>Painting banner [nicest ever]</li><li>Singing and listening</li><li>Everything else other than SCHOOLWORK</li></ol><br />and I presume I will be dead with the week following seeing that the 3/7 of the week taken up by OGL camp, Boxing Day already gone, Friday's NYJC Band Concert and the weekend [NEW YEAR].<br /><br />More about that later.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">CHRISTMAS</span> was:<br /><br />1. <span style="font-weight: bold;">K-Box joy</span><br /><blockquote>Singing became shouting to the extent of feeling strain in my cords but continued otherwise since it was midway in a "high" song. Regret that as it left me quite "short-ranged" during the rest of the songs.</blockquote><br />2.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Orchard Road</span><br /><br /><blockquote>Avoiding "snow" [read: foam] and walking in the alleys of Orchard Road pretending to be Japanese. Then came our refuge in the small ledge off the escalator leading from Takashimaya to Lucky Plaza hiding from the foam under the security of guards at our back [who were later replaced by ah-lians whom we thought would protect us from any foamsprays]. Became the cleanest 5 walking on Orchard Road which was the scene of a war peppered by sounds of sprays and the ever present smell of aerosol.<br /><br />We were attacked in the end while on our way out of Orchard [it was a get-sprayed-or-suffocate situation] hence flushing all our efforts down the drain.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >Note: Fake Snow Sprays should be banned. The Foam makes the ground slippery. We witnessed about 20 falls when people make their way down the escalator. Ouch</span><br /></blockquote><br />3. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Hong Xiang's House</span><br /><br /><blockquote>Walked from Orchard to River Valley and then detour-ed to Muhd Sultan and Clarke Quay. From there, we tried to flag down cabs which would have been easy if not for the people who make their way ahead of us and catch the cab that was obviously heading our way. Tsk [just a little trouble].<br /><br />Then on, late night McDonald's, Playstation, photos, iBook, sleeping and mad rummaging of various Friendster profiles and blogs.</blockquote><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/77183655/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/77183655_aa0e7fb24a.jpg" alt="X'Mas Sleeping" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">asleep</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">funfunfun</span><br /><br />Wonder when I'll be able to do that again [especially with 18 looming ahead].<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oasis-</span><a href="http://www.oasisinet.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Mucky Fingers</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113561062212204185?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1134602221991887462005-12-15T06:52:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.278+08:00<img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b320/mike_chinaboy/descent.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image Source: <a href="http://www.impawards.com/2005/descent.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">IMP Awards</span></a></span><br /><br />If you are 18 and above (or just want to risk it if you are not), this is the thrill of the week.<br /><br />Went out with Adeline, Rui Long, Kah Sing, and Hong Xiang yesterday, and end up sneaking about Orchard Cineleisure.<br /><br />The person at the counter told us that The Descent is a movie "about 6 friends reuniting after a tragedy" but I guess this is not exactly the case. More of, 6 friends reuniting and a bloodbath happens. 6 young women deep in the Appalachians on their annual adventure trip... <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0435625/externalreviews"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">[professional reviews HERE]</span></a><br /><br />I feel that this movie should have do have beefed up with the first tragedy and not rush so much into the main part [though the rush caused the audience stress - the events happen so fast there is barely time for popcorn].<br /><br />Raw emotions and fear run aloof throughout the movie, and the change of friends to fear of each other as a result of the dark, claustrophobia-inducing tunnels together with the presence of an entirely new species really make one wonder if this would be the case in a real life climb in any dark and squashed up cave.<br /><br />The producers played with camera angles, striking fear when least expected [after which the strikes came on and on throughout the duration of the movie]. Screams form both men and women were heard, and Hokkien expletives came from the row behind me after every "shock".<br /><br />I give it, 3.5 out of 5 [for all the blood and the attempt of re-enacting the scene of the <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0074285/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">blood-drenched Carrie</span></a>]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113460222199188746?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1134321343007069642005-12-12T01:13:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.181+08:00This is quite accurate.. try it <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx">here!</a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Your view on yourself:</span><br />You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The type of girlfriend you are looking for:</span><br />You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Your readiness to commit to a relationship:</span><br />You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The seriousness of your love:</span><br />Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Your views on education:</span><br />You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The right job for you:</span><br />You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How do you view success:</span><br />You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What are you most afraid of:</span><br />You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Who is your true self:</span><br />You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113432134300706964?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1133593895165415592005-12-03T14:16:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:28.100+08:00What have I been doing?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Monday</span><br />Attempts to buy cloth at Suntec [wrong place] but ended up playing at No.1 Costume Costume. Attempt to sleep earlier failed due to sleep hormones only kicking in from 3+ am. Watched Lord of the Rings and Naruto till 7+ am.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">FIRST DAY NO SLEEP</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tuesday</span><br />Started with Naruto. Was not late for meeting (due to sleep early/not sleep technique). Then went to meet juniors and visited abovementioned costume shop (again) to find a mask for the band camp's night walk. Went home, slacked and did up the new CNY Carnival committee allocation thing before leaving for OG chalet (endless swimming on the dining table and PS2-ing to Dynasty Warriors).<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">SECOND DAY NO SLEEP</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wednesday</span><br />Went to Tee Jay again for Programmes meeting (slow paced given the fact that two of the three at the meeting missed Mr Zhou Gong). Then at band camp, was hungry and hence me Jacyln and Zheng Yi started eating in front of the combin-ing juniors (evil).<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">WENT HOME TO SLEEP AND DID NOT GO BACK TO CHALET</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thursday</span><br />Met Xi-Wei at Redhill MRT station to make our way to Central Manpower Base (CMPB) to hand up our note that read something like:" ..... is a student of Temasek Junior College......" otherwise known as DEFERMENT! We realised that our dream posting in NS would be to wear a No. 3 and work at the registration counter at CMPB. That is for now that is wouldnt know if that would be a good thing or just plain boring.<br /><br />Band camp has quite low turnout (the alumni I mean) and strangely I did not make it for any of the Night Walk's station. Instead me and Isaac came up with "quirky" meanings to the brands Adidas, Nike, Asics and the like (ask us). McDonald's supper came and we spent about 2 hours at Kallang Mc's, becoming the most noisy bunch of customers. Listen to Cheng Xi and Ivan talk about the life of a typical 19th to 21st year life of a Singaporean male was interesting (EVIL!! EVIL!!) but I guess it did not deter more than it interest lar.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">THIRD DAY NO SLEEP</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Friday</span><br />Went home early morning (since we thought that we were too tired to keep ourselves entertained during that day's activities). Fell asleep for awhile before waking up late to the stipulated meeting time with Isacc. With both of us late all the time for it we only have 2+ hours to sing at K-Box. We then went to Dhoby Ghaut to play X-Box for about 4 hours, having fun at Dynasty Warriors, Star Wars and Marvel: The Rise Of The Imperfects.<br /><br />I have a new addition to my list of "want to be".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113359389516541559?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1132854885040447712005-11-25T01:43:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:27.994+08:00Check this out..<br /><br />Imagine having a friend that cried for you while singing a song written by the two of you, at the concert to commemorate the first anniversary of your death.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Photograph - Ringo Starr</span><br /><br /><blockquote> Every time I see your face,<br /> it reminds me of the places we used to go<br /> But all I've got is a photograph,<br /> and I realize you're not coming back anymore<br /><br /> I thought I'd make it,<br /> the day you went away<br /> But I can't take it,<br /> till you come home again to stay<br /><br /> I can't get used to living here,<br /> while my heart is broke, my tears, I cry in vain<br /> I want you here to have and hold,<br /> as the years go by and we grow old and grey<br /><br /> Now you're expecting me to live without you<br /> but that's not something that I'm looking forward to<br /><br /> Every time I see your face,<br /> it reminds me of the places we used to go<br /> But all I've got is a photograph,<br /> and I realize you're not coming back anymore</blockquote>This is old news, but at Concert For Harrison, Ringo Starr sang this song and was caught tearing..<br /><br />I dedicate this song to my friend whom I have been unable to meet due to many reasons. We are still keeping contact thought, but a electronic chat cam never be as useful as a face to face meeting.<br /><br />See you band camp!<br /><a href="http://www.ringostarr.com/"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ringo Starr-</span><a href="http://www.ringostarr.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Photograph</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113285488504044771?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1132334901388428772005-11-19T01:21:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:27.921+08:00Fever kept me in on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Did not feel like using the brain so end up playing the no-brainer of a game <a href="http://www.maplesea.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Maple Story</span></a>.<br /><br />Few thoughts.<br /><br />I want to be a sea sports instructor. Kayaking esp. and as such I would start working hard for my 2 stars, 3 stars etc. <span style="font-style: italic;">heh</span><br /><br />Liverpool is beginning to redeem itself! At last. Anfield Glory.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Eagles-</span><a href="http://www.eaglesband.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Victim Of Love</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113233490138842877?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1131644984592814962005-11-11T01:56:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:24.296+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Xi-Wei I did not get bashed up</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/My%20Injuries.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/My%20Injuries.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div> Actually some kid [Pri 4/5?] cut me. It happened last Sunday at lovely lovely East Coast Park with a rented bike [my bike is still injured]. Then when I stopped to adjust my Teva, that kid zipped pass and some parts on his bike end up grazing my skin. Not that I'm peeved or anything, but note to kid: next time cycle at least an arm's length away from any other object, please! Especially if you dont really seem to be able to ride fast in a straight line yet.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Trees and Sky from Hui Yee's Void Deck</span><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Tree%20and%20Sky.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Tree%20and%20Sky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">For the past few day had been going on tour! To the houses of all PW group members.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> <blockquote>Monday: Amelia<br />Tuesday: Timothy<br />Wednesday: Hui Yee<br />Thursday: Chun Kiat<br />Friday [morning of OP]: Chun Kiat</blockquote> Quite fun. Guess we are the only group in Temasek to accomplish this. <span style="font-style: italic;">heh</span> Loves PW group</span><span style="font-size:100%;">.<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Sunset from Road near Tim's place</span><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><font><font><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Road%20At%20Timothy%27s%20House.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Road%20At%20Timothy%27s%20House.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></span></span><font><font><br /></span></span></span></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><font><font><font><font><span style="font-size:85%;">Hui Yee does house work!</span></span></span></span></span><br /></div> </div> <div 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and the scent of mint rapidly diffuse from the cup into the air making it fresh smelling! 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<span style="font-style: italic;">someone is going to scold me for wasting tea bags<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The Wonderful Smell Of Pacific C Company's Tea</span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div> 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style="font-size:78%;"> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Pacific%20Coffee%20Company%20Tea%21.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Pacific%20Coffee%20Company%20Tea%21.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><font><br /></span><font> 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style="font-size:130%;">Drink some tea!<br 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<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Louis Armstrong-</span><a href="http://www.louis-armstrong.net"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Stardust</span></a><br /></div> 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class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113164498459281496?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1131471091362995262005-11-09T01:11:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:24.221+08:00Just realised that I have a certain tendency to post on tuesdays..<br /><br />Ever since the holidays started, I caught up with sleep, but just lost it again recently and I only have myself to blame. <span style="font-style: italic;">Watch somemore anime and movie lar.. tsk</span><br /><br />There is a certain excitment looming from that event that is going to end soon, and the many events that are going to start.<br /><br />Ending:<br /><blockquote>Project Work</blockquote>Starting:<br /><blockquote>Fun Fun Fun<br />Stayout on the streets [most probably Fort Canning *the creeps*]<br />House Committee Outing<br />Fiesta! [I heard I shouldnt play.. I'll just go listen! =] ]<br />Temasek and Singapore Youth Choir Pedals And Pipes<br />Orientation [meaning endless banner painting, tiki-making]<br />Urban Hikes/Walks/Strolls</blockquote>On the issue of walking, Singapore is not such a small place actually. Will justify myself when I finally get acccess to a camera.. <span style="font-style: italic;">any kind souls?</span> I have also finally found another soul that does that same strangest thing as me: Walking in East Coast Park at the strangest time like 4a.m. in the morning..<br /><br />So much fun<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Michael Buble-</span><a href="http://www.michaelbuble.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Moondance</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113147109136299526?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1130844740900441632005-11-01T19:14:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:24.066+08:00Oh the sleaze..<br /><br /><a href="http://www.teva.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Teva</span></a><br /><br />Like a thickened and strengthened sole attached to the foot, without hindrance to movement or any discomfort. Snug like a hand grabbing the foot, providing protection from the elements.<br /><br />So the day at the beach slacking was made comfortable with Teva sandals. Not that I dont like walking barefoot on the sand [in fact I like to do it so much that I secretly hope all my possessions are coated with a layer of sand], but I could walk on sharp rocks and other marine debris without fear of cuts or poisoning due to Teva. However, due to this harsh treatment, Teva became clogged with sand and other who-knows-what.<br /><br />Hence, this leads to one of the most thorough and un-grudged footwear wash I have done in my life. Removing the sand from the sole, from the inside, the grooves, and all other dirt to make it look brand new. The ultimate display of favoritism.<br /><br />Now Teva lies to dry, and my other shoes start complaining.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113084474090044163?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1130179539891565552005-10-25T01:58:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.996+08:00I gave myself a break of some sort.<br /><br />A break filled with sleeping, not sleeping, playing, watching anime, reading manga, reading books, play some more, and the infamous hike down Belmont Road and One Tree Hill.<br /><br />Back to reality.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">James Barnes-</span><a href="http://americanbandmasters.org/BARNESJ.HTM"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eagle Bend</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-113017953989156555?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1129365824628102122005-10-15T15:49:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.916+08:00What's in a band?<br /><br />Flutes<br />Clarinets<br />Oboes<br />Bassoons<br />Saxophones<br />Horns<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Trumpets</span></span><br />Trombones<br />Euphoniums<br />Tubas<br />Percussion<br /><br />Sometimes,<br /><br />English Horn<br />Contrabassoon<br />String Bass<br />Voices<br />Sirens<br />Tools<br />Car Engine<br /><br />Not forgetting, in some bands<br /><br />Love<br /><br />To be able to rock down an entire audience and an Open House takes lots of effort and TJCSB did it!<br /><br />The Bright Bright Trumpet(s)<br />That Solo Clarinet<br />The Snazzy Saxophones<br />3 Thumping Trombones<br />The Funky Tuba<br />The Swinging Drums<br /><br />I miss band!!<br /><br />and I heard TJCSB is love...?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112936582462810212?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1129054305141811962005-10-12T01:48:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.839+08:00It is over! Though I my promos ended on Monday, tomorrow is when everyone ends promos. Then comes PW everyday for a while before the fate of all of us in TJC is let known. Whatever! What is done cannot be undone.<br /><br />Just a little complaint. I dont like HTML when meddling around with it for 4 hours yields nothing new on this page. Like, all I came up with were pages showing this page twice, one where this page was shown in the sidebar of its own page, and many other <span style="font-style: italic;">funny funny</span> pages that I never intend to make.<br /><br />Finally got hold of the lovely photos that the Gamma House Committee took. Happy People!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51528106/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/51528106_75ba66e6e7.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - Green On Green" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Green On Green - All camouflaged. Who are the two funny[kneeling]looking ones?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51528107/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/51528107_194b01450e.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - Green On Green Again" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Green On Green Again - And the two still look funny... The rest look good!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51530015/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/51530015_d18f473844.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - All Smiles" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />All Smiles - In a nice photo, there are still bound to be flaws. In this, it is how two hands are sticking out for attention. Literally begging for attention. Sigh the attention deprived vice-captains.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51528111/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/51528111_feec6bce9b.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - We Tried To Jump" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />We Tried To Jump - It is hard to take from the top. The jumps turn out to be muscle-poses. Only 2 acheives flight.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51528112/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/51528112_9d573b5911.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - We Jump Again" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />We Jump Again - And we land. Looks good when you land and your hand naturally ends in a v-sign nicely placed by your eye.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51528109/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/51528109_403d1a2b89.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - Death Occurs" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Death Occurs - Who are these? Forensics in progress...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51528110/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/51528110_0bcb4c08e6.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - Death Becomes Realisation" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Death Becomes Realisation - The two weird ones died! At long last! And happiness visits Gamma House Committee... All smiles!<br /><br />And to end off... Intros!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51530016/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/51530016_96b53291be.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - Family" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Family - What a family.<br /><br />First Row (from left) - The Security Guard Rui Long, The Matriach Miss Lim, The Retard Chun Kiat, The Pet Monkey Zhao Xiu<br /><br />Second Row (from left) - The Poster Colour Rafidah, The Badminton Racket Yi Qun, The Hockey Stick Prabhu, The Paintbrush Pei Min, The ATM Ying Lei<br /><br />Third Row (from left) - The 4A son Kah Sing, The Left PomPom Shu Li, The Tennis Racket Xi-Wei, The Right PomPom Farah, The Gamer Kai Fong, "Times New Roman" Shu Jing, The Titan You Jun<br /><br />Not really the last...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_chinaboy/51530017/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/51530017_c5c6d95ee3.jpg" alt="13th Gamma House Committee - Family So Cute" height="375" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Family So Cute - Love The Family!<br /><br />Happy people! And I hope this happiness last long long long long to come.. =]<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beatles-</span><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.beatles.com/">With A Little Help From My Friends</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112905430514181196?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1128197589915747422005-10-02T03:55:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.680+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/www.gregoryeditions.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/www.gregoryeditions.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Photo Source : <a href="http://www.gregoryeditions.com/johnston.htm">http://www.gregoryeditions.com/johnston.htm</a></span><br /></div><br />Today had slight rain.<br /><br />It's been a while since I last took a walk in the rain.<br /><br />Why this preference?<br /><br />Well, Rain makes me remember some things I do not really want to remember, but remembering these makes me want to be stronger. Also, Rain also has this calming effect on the body that has many a times been prescribed pills of painkiller with muscle relaxant inside. Rain also dulls the mind that has been tormented with waves of happy inputs, unhappy inputs, insulting inputs, crazy inputs, all sorts of inputs.<br /><br />When will there be a downpour again?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Breaking Benjamin-</span><a href="http://hollywoodrecords.go.com/breakingbenjamin/">Rain</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112819758991574742?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1127832633673748702005-09-27T22:23:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.599+08:00If I pass promos, I'll be able to<br /><br /><blockquote>1. Lead Orientation 2006<br />2. Still be able to have the same classmates[the Bleach-obsessed SCG, the extended family, the sleeping and the slacking], tutors [I like my tutors, all of them], and attend civics lessons with nutsy CG mates<br />3. Be with my House Com [whatever it is I cant bear to leave you guys]<br />4. Take A levels with fellow TJC-CCHSM people [you know who you are, too many to name]<br />5. Pass down to my direct junior next year<br /></blockquote>If I fail promos,<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">I dont want to talk about it.<br /><br /></span>I nearly posted an open letter to all should I retain. Past few days I have been thinking alot about what will happen if I fail promos, who I will let down, what other options are there, but I have come to realise that the more I think about these, the more fearful I become.<br /><br />Fear loves Maths. Taking himself as the vertical axis and time as the horizontal axis, he plots a curve of himself as a function of <span style="font-style: italic;">e</span> to the power of time. Therefore, he porves that he is an exponential curve. As his presence grows exponentially, Hysteria comes along and joins in the fun.<br /><br />Fear always has this incessant method of creeping into one's sanity. Undetectable at first, he builds up and reinforces his place inside a person. Also, Hysteria is not here yet, and he is never going to make it since Courage has come to the rescue.<br /><br />"Courage is not the lack of Fear. It is acting in spite of it."- Mark Twain<br /><br />Mathematically, this means that if Fear = <span style="font-style: italic;">e</span> power time, I have to configure myself such that promotion preparation = (x<span style="font-style: italic;">e</span>) power time, where x is any number more than one.<br /><br />In short, I am going to grow more exponentially than exponentially can ever mean and outgrow Fear.<br /><br />Scared you arh..<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Small digression:</span><br /><br />Tomorrow I have to make my way down to Depot Road [something tells me its at the far West]<br />for my National Service registration.<br /><br />"The whole process will take about 4 hours." Should not have missed the online registration which I was already halfway through!<br /><br />What's done already done.<br /><br />So, for now, in order not to disappoint anyone and write an open letter on this page, I shall grow exponentially.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beatles-</span><a href="http://www.beatles.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Eleanor Rigby</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112783263367374870?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1126813917778138102005-09-21T21:41:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.518+08:00<table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(49, 228, 255);" align="center"><span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;" ><b>Your Superhero Profile</b></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffff00"><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/boy.gif" height="100" width="100" /></center><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />Your Superhero Name is The Dynamo Monkey<br />Your Superpower is Accessorizing<br />Your Weakness is Cold Weather<br />Your Weapon is Your Slime Saber<br />Your Mode of Transportation is Stilts</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/">What's your Superhero Name?</a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Here I am, the Dynamo Monkey [but why do I have to travel on stilts? And why am do I have oddly coloured highlights in strange red hair? Are <a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">they</span></a> implying that I am a self-dye addict? AND look at this why such a horrible *whining fades*.......]<br /><br />Recently, 3 breakouts are imminent.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.moh.gov.sg/corp/about/faqs/illness/details.do?cid=cat_faqs_illness_dengue&id=23920641"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Dengue Fever</span></a><br /><br />Spread via the vector [lowlife] Aedes mosquito, it is potentially fatal especially when it develops into dengue hemorrhage fever. Prevent by <a href="http://app.nea.gov.sg/cms/htdocs/article.asp?pid=1020"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">doing these</span></a>, or just simply kill any mosquito in sight [just be careful not to let any morsel of the mosquito squash come into prolonged contact with any part of the skin since the <span style="font-style: italic;">microsporidian brochiola algerea</span> living in the guts of the mosquito causes <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=myositis"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">fatal myositis</span></a> which again proves my point that mosquitoes are lowlifes].<br /><br /><a href="http://www.who.int/csr/disease/avian_influenza/en/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Avian Flu</span></a><br /><br />Caused by the H5N1 virus which is a strain of the influenze virus that has mutated who-knows-how-many times to become this supervirus that might cause an <a href="http://www.amnh.org/exhibitions/epidemic/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">epidemic</span></a> as serious as smallpox years ago [though officially declared eradicated in 1979]. Transmitted via birds especially poultry [no reason to avoid the chicken, ducks and geese yet since they are checked].<br /><br /><a href="http://www.moe.gov.sg/corporate/pre_u3.htm"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Promotional Exams</span></a><br /><br />Outbreak onsets a spike in cortisol levels in blood and might result in hair loss, sleep loss, sanity loss, getting lost etc. Current prevention measures are minimal since it is an inevitable part of every college student's life<br /><br />Sigh<br /><br />12 more days!<br /><br />On the negative side, there is very little time left [which leads to stress and hysteria, resulting in observable syndromes which mainly thrives on the facial area of students].<br /><br />On the positive side, there is still time [which leads to complacency and the unintentioned thought that a little time can be spared to do every other thing except study].<br /><br />Hmm.. I belong to the latter most of the time and this is getting on my nerves [but I surprise myself sometimes with my not-too-bad efficiency usually lasting for about 15 minutes]. Time to really grow exponentially I guess [and not let education leave me behind in the public toilet in Lim Chu Kang].<br /><br />Dynamo Monkey to the rescue!!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">John Williams & Boston Pops-</span><a href="http://www.bostonpops.org/armsOfBSO.jhtml;jsessionid=HDMRQ3GTVF2UXLA2DKECFEQ?catName=Pops&area=pop"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Last Of The Mohicans</span></a><br /></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112681391777813810?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1126651746505677972005-09-14T06:41:00.001+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.371+08:00I'm back!<br /><br />With a shifted body clock and a strange sense of fashion.<br /><br />Coming here at this unearthly time just before the sun rises can only mean one thing. I was awake all night long *<span style="font-style: italic;">cues A Hard Day's Night</span>". The reason? I sleep when I go home after school, waking up in the middle of the night to "study" and then leaving for school straight after. Sounds fun?<br /><br />Not when I feel like a brain tumour is growing within the thick and large skull of mine [the size of the black/white hybrid contained within is not clear yet since 'examinations' are only going to be next month] all the time during lessons! Especially when the PE department cheats your feelings [like yesterday morning].<br /><br />During mass PE when we wear our nicely designed college shirt with the disastrous material, the PE teachers told us all about the electives coming up, and the games that we will be playing soon after in subsequent lessons. With hope that the PE teachers are going to remove the word "running <span style="font-weight: bold;">X</span> km" from their schedule for once, I actually paid attention to what Mrs Lam said [and I realised that there will be a gymnastics elective conducted by one of our own PE teachers!]. However, after Mrs Lam's talk [and telling us to break for our games], Mr Goh steps in and said he wanted to see the boys at the field. Then he started jogging and we followed.<br /><br />At the right side of sports complex, after that one round around the track, he proceeded to doing all those warmups that is synonymous with a <span style="font-weight: bold;">X</span> km run. For me, whose body clock is shifted, the time of 7 am to me is what 4 pm would be like to a normal person. The need for an afternoon nap steps in and tried to take over my body! How to run? Whatever [I got punked!].<br /><br />Run run run run run run run. With Jaryl then with Chun Kiat [tall] then run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run gate to gate.<br /><br />Physics and Biology lecture follows soon after. I did not fall asleep and even managed to steal Edmund's [band] bag from under his nose. Come to think of it, I actually enjoyed Physics lecture [I think its due to Ms Kitty Tan].<br /><br />Then PW. 2 periods of horrible deadlines constantly being drilled into our heads. Afternoon Nap made me look irresponsible as I fell asleep right when Miss Ho was talking to our group. Though I was quite sure it was the kind of 3 second brain-shut naps [I still understand what she was saying in between the brain-shuts], my eyes closed and I sure hoped no one noticed. <span style="font-style: italic;">haha</span><br /><br />For GP, we did an essay in class [I'm quite sure that my essay is horrible though I brought it home and is intending to pass it to Ms Lim later]. A essay plagued by the wonders of I-Pods [Vivian has nice band songs in her Shuffle. Joseph also has nice songs in his Mini]. So a big part of the time was spent unnecessarily on band songs, talking about how Vivian almost always only listens to the horns.<br /><br />Physics was without Mr Neo since he's at Reservice! Mr Chee relieves him but I fell asleep for the last 15 minutes of the lesson when he ended his summary of EM waves and Superposition.<br /><br />1 hour to the next college day. Tie Day! TJ uniform is not that bad <span style="font-style: italic;">lar</span>.<br /><br />And today I shall treat my body well by bringing spectacles to school so that I can remove my rebellious contacts when they dry up and threaten to fuse with my eyes. This drying up effect produces the illusion that one is suffering from cataracts since the entire eye clouds up and vision in that eye is lost!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">This is a dumb post posted cause I thought I had too much time to spare 1 hour ago. Little did I think that it would take me 1 hour to post this [while reading other people's blogs in between paragraphs]. So now I am left with 20 minutes! Sigh. Should stop being the multi-tasking hero I think I am.</span><br /><br />Later!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Temasek Junior College-</span><a href="http://www.tjc.edu.sg/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">School Anthem</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112665174650567797?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1126117213281440192005-09-08T01:44:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.215+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Shenandoah%20River.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Shenandoah%20River.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">The Shenandoah River [taken from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.christendom.edu/images/shenandoah%20river.jpg"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">here</span></a>]<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: left;">This picture made me think of how lovely the song of the same name is [first heard last year in Sydney during the Choral Presentation at Sydney Opera House which is part of the Music Festival that CCHMS band was part of].<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The Missouri, she's a might river<br />Away you rolling river<br />The red man's camp lies on her borders<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /><br />A white man loved an Indian maiden<br />Away you rolling river<br />With notions sweet his canoe was laden<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /><br />O Shenandoah, I love your daughter<br />Away you rolling river<br />I'll take her 'cross the rolling water<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /><br />The chief disdained the trader's dollars<br />Away you rolling river<br />My daughter never you shall follow<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /><br />At last there came a Yankee skipper<br />Away you rolling river<br />He winked his eye, and he tipped his flipper<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /><br />He sold the chief that fire-water<br />Away you rolling river<br />And 'cross the river he stole his daughter<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /><br />O Shenandoah, I long to hear you<br />Away you rolling river<br />Across the wide and rolling water<br />Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">[Lyrics taken from <a href="http://www.arlo.net/lyrics/shenandoah.shtml"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">here</span></a>]<br /><br /></span></div> </div> </div>Though the choir version was only:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">O Shenandoah, I long to see you<br />And hear your rolling river<br />O Shenandoah, I long to see you<br />Way we are bound away<br />Across the wide Missouri<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Rivers are beautiful and can inspire many tales of love and longing but they are also nature's way of telling us that She is still in control.<br /><br />Like the sad incident that occured recently in New Orleans.<br /><br />Listening to this American "River Song" while flipping through <a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1101319,00.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Time's special report</span></a> of the aftermath of the wrath of Katrina touches one alot. Seeing the desperate faces of people trying to survive as much as possible [to the extent of giving food to one's dog instead of eating it], <a href="http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2005/hurricanes/interactive/fullpage.nola.flood/katrina.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">satellite pictures of the flooded city</span></a>, and the state that they are in makes me think that we really are lucky. We either <a href="http://www.redcross.org/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">help</span></a> or pray for them.<br /><br />Pray hard.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bloomingdale Senior High School Chorus-</span><a href="http://www.sdhc.k12.fl.us/%7Ebloomingdale.high/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Shenandoah</span></a><br /></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112611721328144019?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1126029379542109082005-09-07T01:43:00.000+08:002007-06-09T09:27:57.386+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Pasar%20Malam.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Pasar%20Malam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >Big big flurry of people</span></div><br />If one is ever in a rush, one should avoid Bedok Interchange for the risk of a <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.can.com.sg/content/neocan/en/streetwise/unwind/the_evergreen_pasar.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Pasar Malam</span></a> like this. At the narrow passageway between the interchange and the MRT station, it got so congested that it took me about 3 minutes to cover the short distance of 50 metres.<br /><br />People [read: whole family] stopping in the middle of the already jammed up walkway to marvel at the <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.eurodelite.com/display.htm"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Turkish ice-cream vendor's tricks</span></a> played on the customer. People crowding around makeshift watch stall to admire the magic that $10 can create in a watch.<br /><br />Resulting in the big jam and slow movement of the traffic.<br /><br />Sometimes it would be nice to just slow down one's footsteps, follow them and just myself be absorbed into the buzz of the market. Not today though I am in a rush [not exactly a rush just that I was to meet my friends at about noon and it is already near 6pm].<br /><br />These markets are already a big part of life in Singapore as depicted in "<a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.teol.com.sg/marshallcavendish/genref/sg/catalogue/general_title/fiction/9812041303.xml">The Street Of the Small Night Market</a>"[that little blue book that we all CCHSM people read in Sec 2 for English]. Its nice to have them around, but recently there is a trend for stalls to sell these <a href="http://www.cellphone-china.com/Product2.asp?BigClassName=Sticker"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">handphone accessories</span></a> that screams "LOOK AT ME" all over.<br /><br />A close look [check] at myself shows that my left ear and left jaw joint together give me some "popping" trouble. Self-diagnosis [using <a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://familydoctor.org/507.xml"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">this</span></a>] shows that I might have <span style="font-style: italic;">TemporoMandibular Joint Syndrome</span>.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"> Primary symptoms</span><br /><blockquote> <ul> <li>Poorly localized dull jaw pain (80%)</li> <li> Increased pain with chewing</li> <li>Limitation of mouth opening</li> <li>Ear clicking or popping</li> </ul> </blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Secondary symptoms</span><br /><ul> <li>Earache (30%)</li> <li>Headache and/or neck ache</li> <li>Typically unilateral pain</li> <li>Increasing pain over the course of the day</li> <li>History of jaw and/or facial trauma</li> <li>Bruxism, teeth clenching</li> <li>Psychiatric history (30%)</li> <li>Dizziness (20%)</li> </ul> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Physical</span><br /><ul> <li>Limitation of jaw opening (normal range is at least 40 mm as measured from lower to upper anterior teeth)</li> <li>Palpable spasm of facial muscles (masseter and internal <a href="http://www.meddean.luc.edu/lumen/MedEd/GrossAnatomy/dissector/mml/lpte.htm"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">pterygoid</span></a> muscles)</li> <li>Tenderness to <a href="http://health.allrefer.com/health/palpation-info.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">palpation</span></a> (80%)</li> <li>Clicking or popping in the TMJ</li> <li>Tenderness to palpation of the TMJ via the external auditory meatus</li> <li><a href="http://arthritis.about.com/od/arthritislearnthebasics/g/crepitus.htm"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Crepitus</span></a> over joint (in advanced disease)</li> <li>Lateral deviation of <a href="http://medstat.med.utah.edu/kw/osteo/osteology/bonemand.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">mandible</span></a></li> </ul> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Causes</span><br /><ul> <li>MPD syndrome is believed to be a stress-related disorder. </li> <li>Centrally induced increase in mandibular muscle tension in tandem with teeth grinding and/or clenching results in muscle spasm, pain, and dysfunction.</li> <li>Internal derangement is caused by an organic problem within the TMJ.</li> <li>Mandibular muscle spasm observed in this entity is in response to the dysfunction.</li> <li>Spasm is not the primary problem as with MPD</li> </ul> <br />Quite irritating to have your ear go "pop" whenever you open your mouth more than normal! On the bright side, at least I save my hearing from what I thought was an impeding ear infection [from the earache].<br /><br />Later!<br />Breaking Benjamin-<a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://hollywoodrecords.go.com/breakingbenjamin/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Rain</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112602937954210908?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1125951203374062162005-09-06T03:11:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:23.068+08:00<table align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td valign="top"><b><a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=SorceressKnight"><img src="http://home.midsouth.rr.com/yamahaman/lostboy/ff8gifs/Zell.gif" alt="Which Final Fantasy 8 Character Are You?" align="left" border="0" hspace="12" /></a></b></td><td width="100%"><p><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><b>You are Zell!</b> Hyperactive much? Caffeine and you should stay</span><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" >far from each other. You might be a little shy with the opposite<br />sex, but in big groups you're extremely outspoken. Your<br />emotions run strong, and though you might try to hide them,<br />you seldom succeed.</span></p><p><a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=SorceressKnight"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" >Take the Final Fantasy 8 Test here!</span></a></p></td></tr></tbody></table><br />How's this? I believe I have to start with the same thing as I did previously, only replacing the "5 days" with "2 weeks"!!<br /><br />I have neglected Final Fantasy 8 for a long time [very long time, much more than how long I have neglected this page]. How can I ever relive the time when the most basic gaming instinct of two Primary 6 boys busy [or ought to be] mugging for <a href="http://www.seab.gov.sg/PSLE/PSLE.htm"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">PSLE</span></a> was curbed by this game [<a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=yselle"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Isaac</span></a> should know]. It managed to press down all thoughts of playing more than one virtual reality based game and actually 'concentrate' on the major life judgement.<br /><br />So when I actually chanced upon the test [above] I completed it only to have the results showing me to be my favourite character [other then Rinoa whom we ALL love] from the game! Coincidental or what!<br /><br />On the topic of neglect, I for one have neglected my studies like how the U.S. government care for sulphur vents lifeforms.<br /><br />Like how I got 0/35 for this recent Physics test [ashamed ashamed!] and also how I screwed up Chemistry SPA by using the volume that I have calculated instead of the volume obtained experimentally [I supposed my thoughts sort of crashed then].<br /><br />But its still ok. We have to move on.<br /><br />On happier thoughts, the apparent success of Gamma House Party [not evaluated yet!] and how I have been attending lessons religiously these recent days puts me in a better state of mind.<br /><br />How religious? Just last Thursday, Teachers' Day, I attended a religious event at East Coast Park. It was one of the many 7th month auctions held in Singapore during the month of the Hungry Ghosts [the kind that goes "50 dollars!! 50 dollars!! 50 dollars once!! 50 dollars once!!" all through the night and might very well be termed disruptive].<br /><br />I got there because the seafood restaurant where my mum works "bought" a table for the diner and since it's her day off her boss invited her to attend. Somehow, the boss invited both my mother and myself! My rejections are rejected ["My boss already reserved one seat for you already!"].<br /><br />At the table [under a well constructed tent at a not exactly flat area near East Coast Seafood Centre], I was initially traumatised by a few things around me.<blockquote>1. The irritating fact that Singaporeans cannot ever make it to any dinner on time.<br />2. This elderly lady behind whose alter-ego I believe is a chimney.<br />3. The blaring loudhailer acting as a speaker right in my face.</blockquote>I guess all of us commit the first point every now and then [and it is not exclusive to Singaporeans] hence I would not be pointing fingers.<br /><br />Also, this elderly 'lady' behind me smoked a whopping grand total of 9 <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cigarette"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">cigarettes </span></a>from the start of the dinner to the end. Considering that the dinner started at 8pm [plus plus plus] and ended at 11, she have consumed 9 cigarettes in 3 hours. This makes an average of 1 cigarette per 20 minutes! I bet she knows the banes of the cigarette by now, but I guess she just cannot kick this habit [and is seriously addicted!]. The poor me sitting back to back have to suffer these noxious vapours emitted from both her little white stick and her nose [the vile thoughts!].<br /><br />One more bad point about my seat. The horrible substitution of a speaker with a loudspeaker!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Auction%20Speaker1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Auction%20Speaker1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The kind used to ring sirens and warn people to get away. The kind used by a speaker to address a BIG group of people. The kind that compromises sound quality for volume.<br /><br />Facing directly at me.<br /><br />This made me resort to tearing the piece of paper available and stuffing it into my right ear [The right ear faces the hailer when I look at the stage, not that there is much interesting to look at].<br /><br />Before the dinner/auction, they played hokkien oldies, but the remixed kind where a pulsating heartbeat goes on and on throughout all obviously different 18 artistes singing different songs 'smartly' strung together [what the fans call megamix]. During the dinner/auction itself, a gentleman [who goes "halo??!" whenever he picks up the mike] would auctions items proudly displayed onstage.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Auction.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Auction.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Most of them are household appliances, but there's also the famous "Oh Kim" [black gold a.k.a. charcoal] and a hamper of oranges that were both auctioned for many times the cost price.<br /><br />The purpose of this auction [and many others] is charity. For what organisation I am not too sure but I am quite sure that a big part of it goes to the temple that organised this [temple building fund]. Traditions shall be traditions.<br /><br />On the topic of food, I have this disgusting habit of eating at my computer. Yes at the risk of particles dropping into gaps in between the keys, an oily mouse, splatters on the monitor etc. None of these have happened yet except for the food in the keyboard part. I swear that there are a few times when I know some morsels dropped but I can never find on the floor [dissappearing without a trace?]. I'll clean out the keyboard when I am free. I don't want the one or two ants that I have actually seen crawling around my CPU to summon the whole nest to my computer!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Eating%20At%20Computer.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Eating%20At%20Computer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Eating at the computer with the pig and the webcam staring.</span><br /><br /></div> I do not always eat at the computer though. It is only at times when I am watching anime, or some other blogs worth reading that I do so.<br /><br />On the issue of anime, I got <a href="http://www.tv-tokyo.co.jp/anime/bleach/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">BLEACHED</span></span></a>!!!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/1600/Bleach%20Mosaic1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7978/637/400/Bleach%20Mosaic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>So addicted I was that I watched all episodes to the most recent one [#47] all within a week and a few days [inclusive of time spent downloading it and attending lessons]. The last series that got me so addicted was probably Kindaichi.<br /><a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&id=109"><img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/results/109_Ichigo.jpg" alt="Quiz Result Provided By: theOtaku.com." border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;" ><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;id=109">What Bleach Character Are You?</a><br /><br /><br />Hosted by theOtaku.com: <a href="http://www.theotaku.com/"><strong>Anime</strong></a>. Done right.<br /></span><br /><br />I would say anime is my childhood dream come true! So much more anime waiting for me to watch, so much more manga waiting for me to read. <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">HAHA!</span><br /><br />Note: the 28 km walk [<a href="http://www.orienteering.org/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">orienteering</span></a> wannabe] is still on! Though I am still trying to string together a few more interesting places to visit.<br /><br />A good camera and a new bike would help greatly! <span style="font-style: italic;">Haha!<br /><br /></span><font>Later!<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><font><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coldplay</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span></span><font><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.coldplay.com/">Fix You</a></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112595120337406216?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1124629177806853312005-08-21T20:59:00.000+08:002007-06-09T09:33:20.969+08:00Looking at the blog's date, the last entry was posted on the 16th of August.<br /><br />Apparently, 5 days has passed by since I last posted but I did not even realise that it has been such a long time already. This is a good illustration of what is going on.<br /><br />I still do not realise that time is running out!<br /><br />This has led me to think that I really should [I mean it this time] start on my schoolwork. However much I would love to take Art, one more year with totally new syllabus don't seem so appealing.<br /><br />Anyway, I have a point to make. "Only Child" should be a term that is abolished forever.<br /><br />However much other [lucky] ones who always think that their siblings should be abolished from the face of the Earth, hear the point fo view from our side.<br /><br />It is not always easy without siblings. Though we have ultimate control of everything around the house [common sources of argument among siblngs being computers, telephone, televsion], these, I view as insignificant since being left alone without a confidante is much worse than fighting for the usage of these appliances.<br /><br />Chidren have fun mostly when they are around others of the same age group, and those who gets left out normally displaying signs of self-pity. Children without siblings often find it harder to fit into the bigger group when they start since we do not have much exposure to group play unless the extended family is close and the cousins often visit [luckily for me that was the case due to weekly visits from the paternal family and to the maternal family].<br /><br />Weird things happen to children without siblings.<br /><br />I had this recurrent dream recently that had me as the second oldest child of the family. I have a younger that is on the less intelligent side, and another baby sister that always cry. The eldest sister is the sole breadwinner due to some reasons resulting in the parents' absence from the plot.<br /><br />The first I vaguely remember as one where the four of us taking a walk somewhere. The second I have forgotten totally but I remember it happening. The most recent one happened today, whereby the three of us were waiting for eldest sister to drop off from work. It was something like the four of us sitting outside a shopping centre and the baby was constantly. Strangest part was the brother commented that I look like a demon because my nose is big [I have no idea why that happened].<br /><br />It is always better to keep families complete for the sake of children [that's why my family will have four kids (2 boys 2 girls) and remain complete]. Not that I am blaming my mother's ex-husband or anything [its been quite a while] but this is just what I think.<br /><br />On the issue of family, he who destroyed my bike shall not be spared.<br /><br />Thursday, I walked from his home in Bukit Merah to the bike shop at Tanglin [about 4 km] with my school bag, file and the bike that cannot be rode, thinking that I would be able to go home after leaving the bike at the shop. At the bike shop, however, the man said that I either get new set of wheels, wait for him to import one wheel that is similar to mine for me, or change my bike totally. These choices mean that I have to wait till I have decided. So I once agin walked back to Bukit Merah [the same distance of 4 km] with the same load. Went home without acheiving after that. You so owe me a pair of gloves and shoes.<br /><br />So, if you have anything to tell your sibling, say it as soon as possible, just in case. The feeling of having many things one wants to say to somebody very much trusted but not having the person available is vey tough [not that friends cannot provide that role, just that I am not that ready yet].<br /><br />Go give your siblings a hug.<br /><br />Later!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Foo Fighters-</span><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foofighters.com"> <span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foofighters.com">Learn To Fly</a><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112462917780685331?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002491.post-1124208225363897452005-08-16T23:53:00.000+08:002006-11-16T00:44:22.899+08:00The Physics Tutor has finally spoken.<br /><br />"Chun Kiat, if you are not interested in this subject then drop!!" [I am interested, though I have to admit it gets a bit dry sometimes, but I am no <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Einstein"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Einstein</span></a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Newton"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Newton</span></a>!]<br /><br />" You never do tutorials, miss too many lessons to catch up already!!" [I am now trying to have a clean slate, hardly missing school already]<br /><br />So I fell asleep during the test today, but I really dont know how to solve the problems so after awhile of stoning I eventually fell asleep [after preventing 3 attempts of the mind to shut down].<br /><br />"Drop Physics! I am telling you!" [to the whole class essentially since it was very quiet just now during the test].<br /><br />I will consider.<br /><br />Man I should have gone for the Art amplitude test 6 months ago.<br /><br />Too bad. Not that I blame my Physics tutor or anything. I will just say that I will consider his opinion seriously.<br /><br />Later!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Incubus-</span><a href="http://www.enjoyincubus.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Morning View</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9002491-112420822536389745?l=king-invictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ergheizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12300933546210851435noreply@blogger.com1