<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:38:25.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shaynikins</title><subtitle type='html'>my thoughts;your everyday read.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1244758774546517061</id><published>2009-03-04T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:40:23.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab - Rihanna</title><content type='html'>I absolutely love doing this. Taken from facebook notes that I did a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 20 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love Me No More" - Bardot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DAAAAAMMMMN. So true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Go My Own Way - Gabriella Montez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Underlying meaning, I suppose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Fuck You - Akon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tsk tsk. I feel nothing like that. Or maybe I wanna fuck my notes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dip It Low - Christina Milian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have no idea! My life is full of sex connotations.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave The Pieces - The Wreckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leave the pieces and let me go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough Landing, Holly - Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do YOU guys mean by this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolita Fairytale - Vanessa Carlton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh. My perfect ending.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;YES. Suddenly I See everyone mugging and I'm not!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Save A Life - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, you guys need major restructuring with your lives!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identified - Vanessa Hudgens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmm, there's many that I identify everyday. Which one?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile - Vitamin C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Put a smile on your face. It ain't easy. It's so tough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1234 - Feist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a true blue accountant, phwoar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep It Fresh - Cherish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause see almost everyday. So keep it fresh. Like the vegetables in the market.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny - The Click 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HEH. Somehow I think it's SO true. It's a love/hate relationship. Love, mostly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wreck of The Day - Anna Nalick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHY WHY WHY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are Running Out Of Time - LeAnn Rimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So sad. You all can't wait to get it over and done with!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Girl - Danity Kane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which is why I'm always labelled a whore/slut/bitch and whatshisname.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la Land - Demi Lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You all are special in my lalaland.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Think I'm Not - Kandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omg. this is saddening. sigh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;SLUMP. NO WAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single - New Kids on the Block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe, perhaps. And yes, I have been ranting for two years now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not tattoo, literally. But YOU are in my heart just like a tattoo. The memories.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick to the Status Quo - High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life is very sad. STATUS QUO. more sad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal City - Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is that supposed to mean? That I would be laying/laid before I do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Used To Be Friends - Dandy Warhols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As much as I fear this, it happens. EVERYTIME.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock You - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ROCK YOU. Sounds like something else. :) And whoever likes me, please comment!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genie In A Bottle - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i knew i shouldn't have squeezed into the bottle. and play hard to get.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedback - Janet Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone called me FAT just now. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehab - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;precisely what I need right now. And Riri, Chris needs that as well. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1244758774546517061?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1244758774546517061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1244758774546517061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1244758774546517061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1244758774546517061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/03/rehab-rihanna.html' title='Rehab - Rihanna'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4563538134555432669</id><published>2009-03-01T15:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:20:12.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Semester, Year One.</title><content type='html'>WOOOHOOOO. Like, finally, exams are over! Fine, it's been long overdue but I kinda needed to recuperate so pardon me on the lagginess of my postings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, how time flies. Finally, I'm a &lt;s&gt;third&lt;/s&gt; FINAL year baby! Yes, a senior, last year in polytechnic, last semester before finally heading off for attachment. I honestly cannot wait for graduation somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, looking back on my past two years journey, let me do some recollection. I'm going to be updating on daily basis on each semester's journey so keep on checking - in case I do not update them on daily basis. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, first semester. Full of anxiety and anticipation. I didn't know if I had made the right decision about choosing Accountancy eventually cause I didn't think I would be able to keep up with the polytechnic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, orientation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7Jozm0gI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-4iuznoF7-8/s1600-h/eldorado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7Jozm0gI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-4iuznoF7-8/s320/eldorado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308120147568284162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our OG leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7Jtk7k8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/8sY5JZEH4Mo/s1600-h/grpphoto3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7Jtk7k8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/8sY5JZEH4Mo/s320/grpphoto3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308120148848907202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline, Meng Kui, Yvonne, Jean, ME (on top of Gary), Gary, Benjamin, Joyce, Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7JXKy3-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2arHw3ZoVP8/s1600-h/doradogrp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7JXKy3-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2arHw3ZoVP8/s320/doradogrp.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308120142833704930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, Angeline, Yvonne, Jean, Meng Kui, ME, Gary, Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7JVjojeI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KaDAOeZQyYg/s1600-h/dorado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7JVjojeI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KaDAOeZQyYg/s320/dorado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308120142401015266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Row:&lt;br /&gt;Millie, Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Row:&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin, ME, Jasmine, Joyce, Chew Yan, Meng Kui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Row:&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne, Angeline, Kenichi, Gary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, those times and I still remembered that we skipped the last day of games just to go out on our outing. AND Joyce had her ahlian hair done. LOL. I remembered that her whole hairdo costs her a three figure sum. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School then started and boo hoo! No one was in the same class with me except for Charles! I was placed in an ITE class and the first day was more than scary for me. Everywhere I turned in the room were people who had graduated with a 4.0 gpa from ite. *shudders* To think that I'm the lowest in the class with merely a 3.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely took part in school activities till I signed up for the Serve Cambodia trip. Eventually, all my ex classmates; Charles and Mah Ting Hui along with me got chosen to be part of the 24 strong team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao-pmvIbCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FhCL78EDYvY/s1600-h/e7cdcf8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao-pmvIbCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FhCL78EDYvY/s320/e7cdcf8c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308123995303341090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keychains we did for the kids at the Children's society. Sigh, I miss Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao_q9MOdMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bV1B_YQMo6M/s1600-h/servegroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao_q9MOdMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bV1B_YQMo6M/s320/servegroup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308125118022448322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had a bonding camp. Here's my recollection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It has only been less than 12 hours ago since we left the camp but it seemed like forever since we last met. I must admit that the whole three days fiasco certainly bit me hard, making me crave for more. The whole lot was indeed a fun bunch and every second spent with each individual totally affirmed my decision to join the Serve trip. At the end of the day, it was easy to remember the names (for me, at least!) cause I was the “fortunate” one to do the whole round up of names for the guys. Let me see if I can remember all the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys: Charles, Mah Ting Hui, Raymond, Andy, Hsein Tze, Anderson, Joel, Chee Yau, Liu Hock, Aik Leng, Mr William as well as yours truly, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls: Vanessa, Vera, Rosanna, Jasmine, Wan Xia, Wen Yu, Josephine, Kerlina, Kaili, Siew Wai, Ms Dr Rosa and of course Wen Si who couldn’t join us because of her sprained ankle. I wish you a speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many highlights of the whole event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonding games - Gave us the opportunity to totally break the ice and have interactions with the whole gang. I believed prior to the camp, there were cliques from all over and with this, came the chance for us to mingle around. My personal favourite was the seahorse, I mean, the animal game. It was the best, especially when now, we have Vera, the seahorse, as our mascot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing sessions - We are a team and therefore, in order to be the best team out there, we have to know each other’s strengths and weaknesses. I believe those sessions helped me a great deal because it allowed me to know more about each individual in a greater retrospection. That would certainly help me in my interaction skills further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meal sessions - It was fun preparing food and getting our taste buds tested with the culinary skills that our fellow Servers had. Amazingly, the food served were top notch. I’m totally impressed with what they could cook up with; especially when they say that this was their first experience in doing so. See? We learn to do things independently and new all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ - It was awesome! Although we took a long time to set up the fire (with me getting blamed for being the firefighter and dousing the flames all the time. Hmph!), it ended up with our customers coming back for more. Maybe I have found my calling in life. I should open up the “Syahid BBQ Catering Services.” Now, that’s a thought. Entrenepreneurial skills in my blood heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance - Oh my! Joel. What a dancer! Thanks for showing us those moves. Now, I can’t get it off my mind. As a matter of fact, I’ve been practising it since just now. You didn’t just read my thoughts. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Skit - I’m the head honcho for the sharks of course. It was fun doing the skit. It was awesome! I can’t wait till we show those kids the whole deal. Who knows? We might win an Oscar for that. One can only dream, can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the three days, I’m sure everyone was exhausted, but feeling happy. It was a great experience and I definitely will be looking forward to it again in Cambodia! Only a week left before we set off and I’m so psyched especially after looking at the pictures of Cambodia that our facilitators had shown us. I’m so ready to leave behind my sheltered and pampered life for a whole new enriching experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, I would like to thank WE, as well as the respective groups for being so spontaneous in everything. Everyone has put their heart and soul into it, which totally showed throughout the whole stay. Also, the sharing of Cambodia’s history and significance totally helped me as well as the others a great deal. So, the next time you see me smiling and nodding profusely, you know how I’m feeling heh? *winks*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all the fun, the adrenaline rush for mugging was insane. I had no clue that it was flipping competitive in ACC. My first thought when everyone began scoring straight As for their common tests was that I was pretty much screwed and should just quit school right there. But I held on, of course! Here's a breakdown of all the modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Computing Applications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, being an IT idiot, honestly thought I would die for this module. But I was kinda relieved when it was all about EXCEL. Thank god for those admin days. It totally saved me from being a shame at those classes. The practices though burnt my weekends and the projects made me pull my hair. Damn hard. But overall, I kinda enjoyed Mrs Tang's classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Intermediate Financial Accounting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, an Accounting module! I've never scored an A for any accounting module back in ITE. As a matter of fact, I had completely forgotten everything. And now, I had to take this. To make matters worst, we were exempted from two earlier accounting modules and had to jump on to this second year module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cost Accounting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo! My favorite module; has always been since my ITE days. However, my CT results were depressing for this. I merely got a B+ when my other classmates were all getting As. :( However, I totally chiong-ed for the final paper! Second year module somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS! :( Surprisingly, I liked this module despite the fact that it was entirely mathematical. Well, with a tinge of Englishness to it, of course! I was pretty disappointed in myself cause I expected to score well for this but alas, it wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macroeconomics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I totally adore this module. I enjoyed the lectures and the tutorials, thanks to Mrs Ng Lai Leng. However, I think I pretty much slacking and thus, didn't do as well for the final paper. But, macro is definitely easier than micro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Individual and Community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that this IS module was pretty much boring but I liked the project. We had to do a hypothesis on social behavior and my group did "Is blogging a norm amongst Ngee Ann Polytechnic students?". We thought we killed it! Awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life Management Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOH. I look forward to this lesson every week. It's really damn fun. Mrs Ann Marie was also entertaining and my group was constantly so participative. It was a bummer that our project got a B but I guess we never gave up.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, that sums up the semester. Phew. Watch out for the next post on the second semester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4563538134555432669?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4563538134555432669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4563538134555432669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4563538134555432669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4563538134555432669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-semester-year-one.html' title='First Semester, Year One.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/Sao7Jozm0gI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-4iuznoF7-8/s72-c/eldorado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2731074146628631599</id><published>2009-02-20T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:05:19.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Lambert &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZSHm4x4TGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZSHm4x4TGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT AND DAMN GOOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2731074146628631599?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2731074146628631599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2731074146628631599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2731074146628631599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2731074146628631599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/02/adam-lambert-3.html' title='Adam Lambert &lt;3'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-9058028712353390236</id><published>2009-02-19T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:02:50.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM is coming back. SOON!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I haven't been blogging. Just felt damn lazy to do so. Not mugging, but rather been facebook-ing and all. ECONS was over yesterday. Can pass, definitely but not a very good grade but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTM is coming back. It was slated for 25th Feb preview but now, it has been shifted to 4th March! Oh my! They totally knew I had to focus on exams first hence deciding to postpone it later. Anyways, I'm so psyched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhP_6Ag_l9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhP_6Ag_l9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I'm off, for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-9058028712353390236?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/9058028712353390236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=9058028712353390236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9058028712353390236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9058028712353390236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/02/antm-is-coming-back-soon.html' title='ANTM is coming back. SOON!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4588391606268592543</id><published>2009-02-09T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:48:02.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of Chee Ko Peks Online!</title><content type='html'>Trust me, there's so much I want to blog about but now it's the study break. Everytime I wanted to blog, my finger just automatically clicked on the red X at the top right hand corner. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, ALL classes over officially. And here is an assignment I did for Understanding Relationship. We were supposed to discuss about online love and the best thing about this was we had to go to some online channel and then talk randomly with a stranger. I got FULL marks - which was 15%. Totally unexpected. 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They can lie about simply everything about themselves and could even misuse your personal information and photos. The many online sex scams have also deterred many from falling prey to such schemes. Thus, they feel safer with people they have met before as opposed to their makeshift impression of people’s personas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wanted to see a contrast between chatting up someone with a profile (Facebook) with someone who’s completely unknown (MIRC). The reason behind this is because through Facebook, you would actually know who you are chatting with because their pictures are uploaded. On top of that, details like their hobbies, birthday and even school/workplace are available. Compared to MIRC, you have no inkling about the profile of your fellow chatter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thus, I first started out with Facebook Chat. Facebook users actually add random strangers just so that they can earn more money/generate armies with these additional “resources”. The last time I check, more than 100 people on my Facebook list are strangers due to applications. Hence, I started conversing with three of them. One of the other conversations stopped due to language barriers as she could only converse in Spanish while the other guy ignored me after saying hi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The only successful case was with this Tunisian guy, Mel Taha. I find that it was easy to strike a conversation with him as topics like school, languages and our experiences as students gave us more common issues to talk about. As a matter of fact, I felt at ease chatting with him and we ended up chatting for an hour. We even talked about our cultures and life in our respective countries as well. Mel Taha had striked something about profile securities. He shared his experience whereby others had impersonated him by using his photos. As such, he had created another profile solely for leisure and another private one for people he knew. I personally think that this was a brilliant idea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The primary reason that I and a few of my online chat friends turn to the cyber world is due to the fact that &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the online realm is where we can pour our grievances to strangers and possibly not worry about being ratted on because anonymity can be kept. It’s also easier for us to wear a mask and then talk about anything thought provoking or would have been uncomfortable if raised through face to face conversations. I even had friends who found their significant others via this channel. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;However, the downside to this is that not everyone can be trusted. People keep a façade when talking to others. There are some who display a different personality when they are online. Cases of pedophiles and rape cases have seen a rise in the past few years because girls fall victims to online deception. Men were not spared either as they were overcome with lust, only to find out that the “girl” that they had been chatting with turning out to be men with the intention to fleece. Thus, it is always important to keep confidential information like your address, IC number and handphone number away from people you do not know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;An example would be with Jeff (&lt;b style=""&gt;Refer to Appendix C&lt;/b&gt;). He initiated the chat with me instantly upon seeing me coming online; trying his luck out to see if I was a girl. He even seeks my help in introducing a girl to him. However, I couldn’t bring myself to trust a stranger and subject any unforeseen harm towards my friends. I was so disgusted with his earlier question of a threesome and had to stop the conversation before his sex connotations gets more as we chatted. To think we were chatting in the “Singapore” channel and not the sex chat rooms. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I had mentioned earlier, I have had friends who seek love via the online portal. After &lt;i style=""&gt;Shandy’s&lt;/i&gt; break up with her boyfriend of over 2 years, she turned to online chatting. Through this, she had about 4 boyfriends. However, these relationships managed to only survive the storms for barely a few months or even weeks. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most people do online dating because they have given up on finding love the conventional way. On the other hand, there are people who seek sex online; particularly in MIRC (and In the case of Jeff) or what we would call, one night stands. Some use love on the pretext of gaining sexual pleasures but ends up dumping their significant other after their satisfaction has been met. These are real life examples and have been covered in Crimewatch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Personally, I believe that the success of online love is subjective. 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u mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; you mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; just for chats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; chat waT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; i'm like so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; u got gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; nopppppeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; u gt 3some b4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; what is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; u got sex with a ger and with ur guy friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; so what are you here for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; this is my first time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; look for girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; found any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; why go online find girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; gt intro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; no friend intro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; that's impossible right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; sure got a lot of girl friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; impossible wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; den can intro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; i go school only to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; where u sch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; i was quite shocked that you pm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; you thought i girl right? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; can say so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; local poly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; xoxo cannot be guy's nick meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; but try only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; i wan to find a gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; so can u help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; they don't like strangers. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; u say is ur friend lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; that one is called lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; u am i now is friend already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; i barely know anything about you lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; i onli 160 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; i got to go already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;jeff_sky&gt; bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;xoxo`&gt; SEEYA!&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/xoxo`&gt;&lt;/jeff_sky&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 Thing is, he approached me first. OH WELL. Blame it on my nick I guess but he was so perverted and within minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. SIAN. Yet, at the same time I had to finish my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate or not, that guy? You be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4588391606268592543?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4588391606268592543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4588391606268592543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4588391606268592543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4588391606268592543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/02/beware-of-chee-ko-peks-online.html' title='Beware of Chee Ko Peks Online!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7368913938380379644</id><published>2009-02-02T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:53:33.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been waiting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I CANNOT WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ONE MORE FRIGGING MONTH AND YEAR THREE!!! WOOOOOOOOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7368913938380379644?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7368913938380379644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7368913938380379644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7368913938380379644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7368913938380379644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-been-waiting.html' title='I have been waiting!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7588570149426598766</id><published>2009-01-31T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:00:57.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Me In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How To Go About Doing this Quiz?&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE GOES!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Unbreak My Heart - Toni Braxton [:)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;I Believe In You and Me - Whitney Houston [DUH!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Never Ever - All Saints [Never ever felt so happy!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Quit Playing Games With My Heart - Backstreet Boys [To all heartbreakers!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly - Mariah Carey [Spread my wings and prepare to fly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Torn - Natalie Imbruglia [Really?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;We Like To Party - Vengaboys [My parents damn happening okay!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody - Backstreet Boys [Only someone. Not everyone!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I Love You - Boyzone [Awww. Equality in love.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;That's The Way It Is - Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Genie In A Bottle - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Jumpin' Jumpin' - Destiny's Child [HAPPENING SEH!]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Breathe - Faith Hill [Yeah, I need the emancipation.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Miss You Much - Janet Jackson [&lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Where You Are - Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey [LOL! YES!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Graduation - Vitamin C [It will only mean that I will be getting married after graduation!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;The Day We Find Love - 911 [WWWHAAAAAT?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Shake It - Metro Station [HAHAHAHA. Shake WHAT?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Little Secret - Kelly Clarkson [Of course they all have them!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;So In Love With Two - Mikaila [Been there MANY times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;The Promise - Girls Aloud [Breaking promises can kill me?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;I'm All About You - Aaron Carter [Perhaps.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Love Machine - Girls Aloud [Ooooooo.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado [OMG. Yes, that!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Stand Up For Love - Various [YES, OF COURSE!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Cold As You Are - Taylor Swift [:)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Shut Up And Let Me Go - The Ting Tings [Happened already.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Dance Like There's Tomorrow - Paula Abdul [HAHAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Long Way To Happy - Pink [Yeaaaah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Rock Me In - Britney Spears&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag:&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY BLOG FANS! YES, YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7588570149426598766?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7588570149426598766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7588570149426598766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7588570149426598766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7588570149426598766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-me-in.html' title='Rock Me In'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3577223584021909999</id><published>2009-01-29T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:27:36.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your biggest fear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; width: 320px; font-family: arial,verdana,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 5px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 88%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; margin: 10px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 69%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 49%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 28%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 20%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 20%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 12%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 84%a P--- STAR!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 84%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Wild like to have fun. Don't wake up next door. Next time you plan on doing it that long let me know so I can role the cam. I could make some money. Find the person who scored low on this test, and teach them a few things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_good_are_you_in_bed_9" style="color: blue;"&gt;How good are you in bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 57% controlling/perfectionist!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;For you, life is all about balance.  Balancing your independent and dependent side.  On some issues you are not likely to be swayed, and you don't let people push you around.  But you also recognize how important it is to rely on others, and you are not afraid to trust others.  The world would be very imbalanced without people like you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_controlling_perfectionist_are_you" style="color: blue;"&gt;How controlling/perfectionist are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Oh, my, you are a 8% annoying customer&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 8%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You're a retailer's dream! You're polite and responsible, and you understand how the economy functions. Thank you, and come back anytime.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_an_annoying_customer" style="color: blue;"&gt;Are you an annoying customer?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 56% addicted to the internet.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 56%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are moderately addicted to the Internet.  ou may want to consider trying to get away from the machine a little more frequently.  Maybe go hiking, or running... somehow I suspect you don't get much exercise.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_addicted_to_the_internet" style="color: blue;"&gt;Are you addicted to the Internet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3577223584021909999?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3577223584021909999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3577223584021909999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3577223584021909999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3577223584021909999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-biggest-fear.html' title='Your biggest fear.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5391633608829093538</id><published>2009-01-27T18:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:12:39.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GOAT named "ROBBER".</title><content type='html'>I was helping my mom fry curry puffs (from 2 to 4pm btw) and I overheard the news on radio. It instantly caught my "ear" as I listened intently to it. It was really weird but I wouldn't discard it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAGOS - Police in Nigeria are holding a goat on suspicion of attempted armed robbery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vigilantes took the black and white beast to the police saying it was an armed robber who had used black magic to transform himself into a goat to escape arrest after trying to steal a Mazda 323.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The group of vigilante men came to report that while they were on patrol they saw some hoodlums attempting to rob a car. They pursued them. However one of them escaped while the other turned into a goat," Kwara state police spokesman Tunde Mohammed told Reuters by telephone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We cannot confirm the story, but the goat is in our custody. We cannot base our information on something mystical. It is something that has to be proved scientifically, that a human being turned into a goat," he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Belief in witchcraft is widespread in parts of Nigeria, Africa's most populous nation. Residents came to the police station to see the goat, photographed in one national newspaper on its knees next to a pile of straw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.windsorstar.com/news/Nigerian+police+detain+goat+over+armed+robbery/1210879/story.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird right? I hope they have a follow up on this case. It would be interesting to see how this all unfolds into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX7r9kbXeiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/EaWHmTKUvX8/s1600-h/goatbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX7r9kbXeiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/EaWHmTKUvX8/s320/goatbaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295929654817290786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOAT BABIES, ANYONE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5391633608829093538?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5391633608829093538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5391633608829093538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5391633608829093538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5391633608829093538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/goat-named-robber.html' title='The GOAT named &quot;ROBBER&quot;.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX7r9kbXeiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/EaWHmTKUvX8/s72-c/goatbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-624539596128299886</id><published>2009-01-26T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:36:52.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab 5+1 Outing!</title><content type='html'>Alright, dudes. It's been two days since I went out and I'm still feeling pretty tired. Honestly, I think I overstretched myself on Saturday. Oh well, it was all fun I suppose cause everyone had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I met up with my project mates in the early afternoon and then the "Fab 5", as coined by Kinn, in the evening. We first had dinner at Burger King, albeit Hel's constant requests to go THAI EXPRESS. But I suppose, that was overruled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after that, we met up with Suhaila AKA susu basi at bugis. Where did we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3XEpLOA_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/kdGVRJbg7SE/s1600-h/zac%27s+cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3XEpLOA_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/kdGVRJbg7SE/s320/zac%27s+cafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295625211629929458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAC CAFE! Yes. Look at that map and you will know how to go. Real damn easy. Walk towards Raffles Hospital and just walk straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being their spokesperson! Shandy is jealous of me being chosen and Hel is all wasted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WyN5r43I/AAAAAAAAAYE/_qMuJHOQifk/s1600-h/zacs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WyN5r43I/AAAAAAAAAYE/_qMuJHOQifk/s320/zacs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624895070987122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one side, we have Kinn, Me and Shandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxmfwvnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NEpcF7351-E/s1600-h/kinnshayshandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxmfwvnI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NEpcF7351-E/s320/kinnshayshandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624884493270642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other, we have Hel, Des and Susu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxqRdrKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Gnhfu94tjwM/s1600-h/heldessu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxqRdrKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Gnhfu94tjwM/s320/heldessu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624885507042466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUP PHOTO! And yes, we were shisha-ing. Only Kinn, me and Su. But Su gave up cause she couldn't suck WELL. :) So yeah. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxlrroAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/QFok6yCvb44/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxlrroAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/QFok6yCvb44/s320/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624884274831362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;ACT&lt;/s&gt; DAMN CUTE POSES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxXtLUFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_NzIX78bxNE/s1600-h/deskinnshayshandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WxXtLUFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_NzIX78bxNE/s320/deskinnshayshandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624880523006034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we have a heck of a time with Sue's scarf/pashmina/tudung! So, we decided to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkQFkvhI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vImFfk369Jc/s1600-h/des.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkQFkvhI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vImFfk369Jc/s320/des.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624655139552786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEL! Nice turban!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkZEZBNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WBegehm02wg/s1600-h/hel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkZEZBNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WBegehm02wg/s320/hel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624657550509266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINN! I had to force it on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkQthNpI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_bLMxssMsx8/s1600-h/kinn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkQthNpI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_bLMxssMsx8/s320/kinn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624655307093650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANDY! With the psychotic smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkJUKCXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ol-k1iEbleI/s1600-h/shandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WkJUKCXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ol-k1iEbleI/s320/shandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624653321668978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the most chio-est of all, YOURS TRULY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WjoOlsaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/tX91nP0UJCg/s1600-h/shay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3WjoOlsaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/tX91nP0UJCg/s320/shay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295624644439945634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which one is your favorite? All styled by me, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, if you wanna head down to Zac Cafe and it's not bad. Pretty nice ambience and relatively good prices, you can take down the address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span class="font_11"&gt;                                 17                                &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/search_results.php?f_name=Jalan%20Pinang&amp;amp;searchby=Keyword&amp;amp;country=147&amp;amp;searchcat=address"&gt;Jalan Pinang&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tel:&lt;/b&gt; 6295 1816                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-624539596128299886?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/624539596128299886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=624539596128299886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/624539596128299886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/624539596128299886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/fab-51-outing.html' title='Fab 5+1 Outing!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SX3XEpLOA_I/AAAAAAAAAYU/kdGVRJbg7SE/s72-c/zac%27s+cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6215425396312526210</id><published>2009-01-26T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:40:41.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Here I am wishing all my CINA friends.....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy NIU Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyVxaDJ-FI/AAAAAAAAAW0/D-NtNqeGmYs/s1600-h/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyVxaDJ-FI/AAAAAAAAAW0/D-NtNqeGmYs/s320/cow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295271937919547474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: Though I'm not forgiving you all for closing all the shops for TWO days. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6215425396312526210?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6215425396312526210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6215425396312526210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6215425396312526210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6215425396312526210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny.html' title='HAPPY CNY!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyVxaDJ-FI/AAAAAAAAAW0/D-NtNqeGmYs/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-854957723816574654</id><published>2009-01-25T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:33:36.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WINNERS OF XBRL COMPETITION '09!</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to blog about yesterday's events but I'm still waiting for Kinn to send me the pictures. So, you all have to wait a while for the updates. But in a nutshell, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW, IT'S BEEN LONG OVERDUE FOR ME TO ANNOUNCE THIS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my team and I managed to clinch the top prize for the XBRL Competition held two weeks ago! YAYNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures from the event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrUCLLvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5fRqhwXso4E/s1600-h/ta4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrUCLLvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5fRqhwXso4E/s320/ta4142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295269634202349298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sexay emcees, Sharul and Charles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrWjVhGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DD7f8X40LZQ/s1600-h/theemcees.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrWjVhGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/DD7f8X40LZQ/s320/theemcees.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295269634878309474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ng Lai Soen and US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrOsaEpI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QzgVUU1EIB4/s1600-h/mrnglaisoenandus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrOsaEpI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QzgVUU1EIB4/s320/mrnglaisoenandus.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295269632768873106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNNNNND! FIRST PRIZE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrPYjF-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/G9c-YGOxFR8/s1600-h/firstprize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrPYjF-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/G9c-YGOxFR8/s320/firstprize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295269632954013666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WINNING TEAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTqH8uleI/AAAAAAAAAWM/FTDBWg8btTg/s1600-h/xbrlgroup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTqH8uleI/AAAAAAAAAWM/FTDBWg8btTg/s320/xbrlgroup.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295269613778408930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I must say it was a pretty close fight. Anyhow, it was a great experience and I certainly would like such an experience again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-854957723816574654?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/854957723816574654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=854957723816574654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/854957723816574654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/854957723816574654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/winners-of-xbrl-competition-09.html' title='WINNERS OF XBRL COMPETITION &apos;09!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXyTrUCLLvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5fRqhwXso4E/s72-c/ta4142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2180432889680295808</id><published>2009-01-24T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:28:33.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bride WARS!</title><content type='html'>Alright, so yesterday I thought it would be nice to just unwind and hence, I decided to meet Joel for a movie because it's been EOOOOONNNNNSSS since I last went for a movie. Btw, I can't recall the last movie I watched really. TWILIGHT maybe? And that one I already watched twice in the cinemas and then probably more than 10 times online. TSK TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I watched BRIDE WARS yesterday. Been wantinghttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif to watch it like forever since I first saw the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Emma (Anne Hathaway) and Liv (Kate Hudson) are best friends who, since childhood, have planned every detail of their weddings. At the top of their bridal "must have" list: a ceremony at New York's ultimate bridal destination, the Plaza Hotel. Now, at age 26, they're both about to get married, they're about to realize their dreams, and they're about to live happily ever after. Or maybe not. When a clerical error causes a clash in wedding dates--they're now to be married on the same date!--Liv, Emma and their lifelong friendship are put to the ultimate test. Liv, a successful lawyer who is used to getting what she wants, including the perfect job and the perfect man, won't settle for anything less than the perfect wedding she has dreamed of for years. Emma, a schoolteacher who has always been good at taking care of others, but not so much in looking after herself, discovers her inner Bridezilla and comes out swinging when her own dream wedding is imperiled. Now, the two best friends who'd do anything for each other find themselves in a no-holds-barred, take-no-prisoners struggle that threatens to erupt into all-out war. The girls both attempt to "sabotage" the others weddings, including Liv making Emma's tan go bright red, and Emma sending Liv a "treat" of chocalate cookies in order to make her fat. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have removed spoilers for you. :D So nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xDBSh8mFivE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xDBSh8mFivE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are planning to watch something and have a good laugh, this movie is a must watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2180432889680295808?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2180432889680295808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2180432889680295808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2180432889680295808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2180432889680295808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/bride-wars.html' title='Bride WARS!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-128575563710168738</id><published>2009-01-21T07:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:03:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 hours and satisfied!</title><content type='html'>For the very first time in my schooling life in poly, THIS is the first day I had more than EIIIIGGGGHHHTTTT hours of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, instead of being forced to wake up, I voluntarily woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should do this more often. Nice feeling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To commemorate this, here's a song dedication from me to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney's "How Do You Sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NIKvgEFFiHQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NIKvgEFFiHQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-128575563710168738?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/128575563710168738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=128575563710168738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/128575563710168738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/128575563710168738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-hours-and-satisfied.html' title='8 hours and satisfied!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2425136182551008226</id><published>2009-01-19T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:00:38.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch Collar.</title><content type='html'>Oh well, technically that meant female dog. What female dog? BITCH, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was watching America's Funniest Videos the other day and this following video came out. DAMMMMMNNNN FFFUNNNNYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MklwlkTF6z8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MklwlkTF6z8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's only funny when used on a human cause if it was used on animals, I would have heavily disapproved of it. That would have been animal cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, this video won the first prize!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2425136182551008226?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2425136182551008226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2425136182551008226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2425136182551008226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2425136182551008226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitch-collar.html' title='Bitch Collar.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3848298380673413727</id><published>2009-01-14T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:13:52.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About you now.</title><content type='html'>Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;→ Change the font to red for anything that doesn’t apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;→ Bold the five that best apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;→ Copy to your blog, livejournal, xanga, wordpress&lt;br /&gt;→ Tag 5 people from your friends list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY:Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, Shy and Humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH:Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APRIL:&lt;/span&gt;Active and dynamic. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Decisive and hasty but tends to regret.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself.&lt;/span&gt; Strong mentality. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves attention. &lt;/span&gt;Diplomatic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems.&lt;/span&gt; Brave and fearless. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adventurous.&lt;/span&gt; Loving and caring. Suave and generous. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emotional.&lt;/span&gt; Aggressive. Hasty. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good memory.&lt;/span&gt; Moving. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motivates oneself and others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sickness usually of the head and chest.&lt;/span&gt; Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY:Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic. Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness.Polite and soft-spoken.Having ideas.Sensitive.Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay.Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental.Funny and humorous.Loves to joke.Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly.Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt and takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER:Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool.Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships.Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER:Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think.Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced.Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER:Has to lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Aim and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Good and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If to there is to will, to there is to way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be halo. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER:Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGING: Whoever that is reading this! And then please tag me on my tagboard to tell me if you did this. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3848298380673413727?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3848298380673413727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3848298380673413727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3848298380673413727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3848298380673413727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-you-now.html' title='About you now.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-853655960883573134</id><published>2009-01-13T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:26:12.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pokOBAMA. :)</title><content type='html'>Just something random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/a/ae/Pokobama.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/a/ae/Pokobama.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me laughing. DANG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-853655960883573134?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/853655960883573134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=853655960883573134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/853655960883573134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/853655960883573134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/pokobama.html' title='pokOBAMA. :)'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4183098497734377568</id><published>2009-01-12T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:27:42.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laser Quest Mania!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm waaaaaaay overdue on this post but school is hectic. I'm gonna backdate this because if not, the entries are going to clog up one day's space so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSb0Pj6I/AAAAAAAAAVE/gc7-fd7uwqc/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSb0Pj6I/AAAAAAAAAVE/gc7-fd7uwqc/s320/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466551655468962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Charlyn had her I&amp;E event together with Guang You, Kevin and their two other teammates on the 29th December 2008! By right, we were supposed to have fun till the part whereby TWO of our teammates, Charles and LC, bailed out on us. Reason being? They overslept cause they caught the 4am Man U match. WTH? But at least LC was awake by the time we called him. Charles? No reply at all TILL the afternoon. No manners, as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, it was left with me, Sharul, Sue and then Guang You and Kevin substituted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, we had the ice breaking games and then we had forfeits. I had do one. Damn unlucky right? Not as much as Sue! She got sabo-ed twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKec2a1vTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ZNHd4518J-c/s1600-h/icebreaking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKec2a1vTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ZNHd4518J-c/s320/icebreaking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466730595368242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSnJUkQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bXcIWBiHeSQ/s1600-h/forfeit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSnJUkQI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bXcIWBiHeSQ/s320/forfeit3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466554696667394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSWfPz4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/J8HLZpFJ-LY/s1600-h/forfeit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSWfPz4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/J8HLZpFJ-LY/s320/forfeit2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466550225227650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSeKtn5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/hvhscX_SjXM/s1600-h/forfeit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSeKtn5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/hvhscX_SjXM/s320/forfeit1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466552286584722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the groups and AHEM! our competitors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeS1pux7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/EhkPMIQWjD0/s1600-h/groups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeS1pux7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/EhkPMIQWjD0/s320/groups.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466558590699442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOST BTW! However, I scored fourth overall out of the ten players on both teams and emerged the top scorer in my team. Not bad eh? FREDERICK GOT NEGATIVE POINTS. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After that, we had to do word challenge. We filled up all the blanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKedKTGnBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/K9DKcOmVnG0/s1600-h/wordchallenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKedKTGnBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/K9DKcOmVnG0/s320/wordchallenge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466735931628562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's wrapping up the whole event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKec5ajxqI/AAAAAAAAAVs/I8kCWhLRG4s/s1600-h/aftermath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKec5ajxqI/AAAAAAAAAVs/I8kCWhLRG4s/s320/aftermath.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292466731399497378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the place that we visited was HomeTeamNS Bukit Batok. For the Laser Quest, it costs $3.50 for public. And I assure you that it's loads of fun! The other details are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;HomeTeamNS @ Bukit Batok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reception Counter Opening Hours&lt;br /&gt;8.30am to 9.30pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peak Period:&lt;br /&gt;Mondays to Fridays after 5:00pm&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays, Sundays &amp; Public Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off Peak Period:&lt;br /&gt;Mondays to Fridays 9:00am to 5:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoor Facilities&lt;br /&gt;Air Gun Shooting Range &lt;br /&gt;Archery Range &lt;br /&gt;Auditorium &lt;br /&gt;Badminton Courts &lt;br /&gt;Bowling Alley &lt;br /&gt;Centre for Lifelong Learning (CELL)&lt;br /&gt; Dance Studio&lt;br /&gt;Gymnasium&lt;br /&gt;Jackpot Room&lt;br /&gt;Laser Quest&lt;br /&gt;Multi-Purpose Hall&lt;br /&gt;Squash Court&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Outdoor Facilities &lt;br /&gt;Adventure Centre&lt;br /&gt;Basketball Court&lt;br /&gt;Golf Driving Range&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop Terrace&lt;br /&gt;Swimming Pool cum Children’s Wading Pool&lt;br /&gt;Tennis Courts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Restaurants &amp; Shops&lt;br /&gt;Golfers’ Network&lt;br /&gt;Guilin Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Jimm’s Pub &amp; Karaoke &lt;br /&gt;  Poolside Cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;Tang Sports Shop&lt;br /&gt;Baby Jumper Gym&lt;br /&gt;Bowlers Clinique&lt;br /&gt;EC House [Barbershop]&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of You [Wine shop]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, check out http://www.hometeamns.sg/index.cfm?GPID=50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures courtesy of Charlyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4183098497734377568?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4183098497734377568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4183098497734377568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4183098497734377568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4183098497734377568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/laser-quest-mania.html' title='Laser Quest Mania!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SXKeSb0Pj6I/AAAAAAAAAVE/gc7-fd7uwqc/s72-c/DSC00403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5852147917075914391</id><published>2009-01-11T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:01:06.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top three for XBRL Competition!</title><content type='html'>Pardon me for the long absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openhouse. Project deadlines. Common Test Results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so burned out now and just when I thought everything is done, it's not. There are many things left to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs assignment done. &lt;br /&gt;CLAW Report almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;TAX2 Presentation needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;CLAW Presentation needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XBRL COMPETITION. WOOOOPPPPPIEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Saturday morning and I was getting ready to go school. Suddenly, a SMS came in with the following message from Mr Ng Lai Soen, my EAA lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Congradulations. Your team has been shortlisted to participate in the XBRL Competition. Please nominate your team leader. Decide the dress code and beef up your presentation to improve the chances of securing the no, one spot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of around 30 plus teams, our team got into the top three. I'm so ecstatic now! Our hard work had certainly paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XBRL Competition is conducted per semester for my course and we have to basically talk about XBRL and make comparisons between Singapore's XBRL and another country's XBRL. For our group, we chose China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the top prize is $500 bucks! That means, 100 bucks each member in my team. That is, if we win it! Pray for us people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is on a roll! WOOOOHOOOO. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5852147917075914391?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5852147917075914391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5852147917075914391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5852147917075914391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5852147917075914391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-three-for-xbrl-competition.html' title='Top three for XBRL Competition!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6348634094364744643</id><published>2009-01-06T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:02:45.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women think with their brains. Men, with their penises?</title><content type='html'>I had an assignment for one of my modules, "Understanding Relationship" whereby we had to talk about gender differences. How exactly does that work? Here's my take on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There has been a conflict to the definition of gender and sex differences for most of us. We tend to relate both of these definitions as referring to the physical being of oneself. However, they are different. Sex differences simply refer to the physical being of oneself; whether they are born as a male or a female. On the other hand, gender differences refer to the society mindset of how each gender is supposed to act, forcing them to conformity. The latter is what we are focusing on for this assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, sometimes things in life don’t work out the way we want it. The society has somehow drafted out how we should behave and we simply conform to it most of the time. After marriage, men are supposed to work and support the family while the wife just stays at home and takes care of the children. Another example of how society has carved out the way gender roles work is when only men are supposed to be good at handy work (like fixing bulbs and broken toilet bowls) while women are exceedingly good at housework and sewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, this all boils down to stereotyping. As such, we are less inclined to performing activities that are deemed too “manly” or too “feminine”. With that, it seems that men are only allowed to behave and feel in a certain way while women have their own set of code of conduct in which they have to live with. Gender difference may be something that we can change but as mentioned earlier, we are too rigid. This ends up with men and women feeling more inclined about their practice of being right about doing something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women tend to talk more about their emotions and focus on creating a rapport in their communication. On the other hand, men are only concerned about analysing issues and solving problems. As such, women always complain that men don’t listen to what they say and then men would always say that women always don’t listen to their advices. The end result would be harsh accusations on each others’ part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One perfect example would be between me and Sarah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a perfectionist when it comes to projects. To me, I have always wanted to be the best and nothing is wrong unless I acknowledge it. There was once during a project that Sarah highlighted about something being wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Eh, the sentence structure looks wrong. Should we tweak it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you sure? It looks fine to me. I got distinction in English leh.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Well, I was just saying. Relax ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, it came across to me that she was putting me down and I got defensive. I felt insulted and couldn’t take the amendment. However, another friend came to me and told me that Sarah had meant no harm and was only trying to fix the way the sentence flowed. While I was more focused on finishing the task (and thus in the process though that everything was already well done), Sarah was more focused on the minute details in ensuring that the whole report would flow breezing. There was an issue of interpretation and understanding on both sides. After Sarah explained her case, indeed I had phrased the sentence wrongly. As a matter of fact, there had been other mistakes done as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a women means A, the men would interpret it as B and vice versa. That’s when miscommunication comes to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last September, I was on a Community Trip to Cambodia. Two weeks passed just like that and we have to leave for home. The girls were crying (and so did some guys) as we bade them farewell. However, one of my bosom buddies, Charles, didn’t. My curiosity got the better of me and I asked him why he didn’t cry. I knew he was sad to leave but his facial expression was nonchalant. His reply simply told me about how his facade in general portrays how men feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Boys don’t cry. We shed blood. Why should I cry and be like a woman?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That alone, highlights what most men are made of. There was a need to save their face value. For women, the society views them as vulnerable beings and hence, it is normal to see girls expressing their sadness through their tears. In comparison, men are made to be of steel, and are expected to comfort girls as opposed to crying in such a situation. Men, in this context, want to be on the upper hand and not looked down at. Hence, they do not want to share their feelings for fear of being put in a disadvantage; possibly by other men as well as women. In Charles’ case, he was obviously veering to the society perception that women are more emotionally challenged. Well, this of course is subjective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, gender difference is something we just have to live with. We can try to change it, but conformity is something that society just can’t get rid of easily. In today’s world, more women have turned to being career minded while some of the top chefs are easily men. As such, stereotyping and gender difference is slowly being eradicated; though as much as we would like to eliminate it, the presence is still imminent.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about it? I want to know your take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6348634094364744643?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6348634094364744643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6348634094364744643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6348634094364744643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6348634094364744643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/women-think-with-their-brains-men-with.html' title='Women think with their brains. Men, with their penises?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6579999307675877211</id><published>2009-01-03T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:41:44.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngee Ann Poly Openhouse '09!</title><content type='html'>Come to think of it, it's been two years since I last visited an openhouse. Well, that was before I came into Ngee Ann that is. It was indeed an enriching experience and I felt damn excited cause it was going to be my future school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a fresh O level graduate? Or ITE graduate? Or just waiting to step into polytechnic? Then, head down to OUR openhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Date: 8th - 10th January 2009&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11am - 6pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: NP Convention Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details, check out http://www.np.edu.sg/openhouse/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already welcoming you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SV94_WDvsSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q9SfoVVmFWM/s1600-h/openhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SV94_WDvsSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q9SfoVVmFWM/s320/openhouse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077517204631842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6579999307675877211?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6579999307675877211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6579999307675877211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6579999307675877211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6579999307675877211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/ngee-ann-poly-openhouse-09.html' title='Ngee Ann Poly Openhouse &apos;09!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SV94_WDvsSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q9SfoVVmFWM/s72-c/openhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6055437257526526603</id><published>2009-01-02T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:09:41.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omfgwtfbbq! my first ad campaign!</title><content type='html'>As usual, I was checking my emails and I noticed an email bearing the following title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Incoming Advertisement on your Blog!‏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That without a doubt, increased my curiosity. Usually, I would have gotten emails from random strangers asking me to advertise for them. Hence, I really didn't expect much. But, to my surprise, the email read out the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From:  marketing@nuffnang.com  &lt;br /&gt;Sent: 02 January 2009 14: 33PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Mohamed Syahid,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! An advertiser has chosen to advertise on my thoughts; your everyday read.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advertisement details are as follows:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campaign: Singtel Mobile Youth Plan SS (Remaining UVs)   &lt;br /&gt;Week(s): 1. 04 Jan 2009 to 10 Jan 2009    &lt;br /&gt;Ad Unit: Skyscraper (Top)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not remove the Ad Unit from your blog during the period(s) of time above or you will not be paid the full amount for the ad.   If you have a Skyscraper Ad Unit, please ensure that it is placed high up in the sidebar or the advertiser may choose to withdraw the ad.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.   &lt;br /&gt;The Nuffnang Team&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first ad campaign. It's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Anyhow, so sorry about not posting about my latest visits. I will promise to update it tomorrow. Keep checking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6055437257526526603?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6055437257526526603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6055437257526526603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6055437257526526603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6055437257526526603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/omfgwtfbbq-my-first-ad-campaign.html' title='omfgwtfbbq! my first ad campaign!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3995030779882824038</id><published>2009-01-01T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:52:35.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.</title><content type='html'>FIRST AND FOREMOST, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the lovely messages and whatnot. I received pretty much sweet messages embracing the new year from you guys but I couldn't reply cause my hp was being pretty much a bitch and hence it died out on me. I certainly hope that ALL of you had fun, in one way or another in counting down the break of the 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, the celebration went well. For this year, I decided to do something different. Instead of heading down to town, I decided that I was not going to subject myself to the endless throngs of people crushing each other. Not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got Hel and Shandy for a small get together. The whole night, we played bowling, cards (Shandy finally learnt how to play daidee), watched Girls Aloud, X Factor Finale and had LJS for breakfast! A fulfilling albeit tiring day. I headed home around 10 plus, bathed and slept all the way till 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, some of the videos of things that we watched yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alexandra Burke's Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wAaw6VWpk4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wAaw6VWpk4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;She was up against JLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0t-wrtwe69I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0t-wrtwe69I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually liked both versions pretty well. Both were deserving of being in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ANNNNNDDDDD. GIRLS ALOUD! Hel made me love them and I'm totally convinced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_wF8Wg_Hpg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_wF8Wg_Hpg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I have to blog about the ITE Chapter briefing as well as the LaserQuest Competition. I promise! It's coming sooooonnnnn! Keep your eyes peeled to this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3995030779882824038?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3995030779882824038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3995030779882824038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3995030779882824038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3995030779882824038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4229980592446548339</id><published>2008-12-29T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:43:48.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Stephenie Meyer got you? YET?</title><content type='html'>I believe some of my friends knows this but I had bought Twilight by Stephenie Meyer in October 2007. Yes, it's been 1 year plus and yesterday, I finally finished the whole book. Considered how I had always been labeled the "voracious" reader by my teachers, that's a pretty slow feat heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I had heard about how awesome the book was waaaaaay before the movie came out. However, it took the movie to get me all fascinated in the forbidden love between Edward Cullen and Bella Swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true when they say that the movie didn't compare to the book. The book is fascinating! I cannot begin to explain how good and detailed it was as opposed to the movie. Sure, I would watch the movie over and over again and not get sick of it but the book just sinks me deeper and deeper as I continued on reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, last Saturday, I finally got my full collection of the books by Stephenie Meyer. Yes, the other three were made available and hence I have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0WPnthI/AAAAAAAAAUc/TvnhvUPBssA/s1600-h/twilight_book_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0WPnthI/AAAAAAAAAUc/TvnhvUPBssA/s320/twilight_book_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854671345792530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella "Bella" Swan moves from sunny Phoenix, Arizona to rainy Forks, Washington to live with her father, Charlie. She chooses to do this so that her mother, Renée, can travel with her new husband, Phil Dwyer, who is a minor league baseball player. Bella attracts much attention at her new school and is quickly befriended by several students. Much to her dismay, several boys in the school compete for shy Bella's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bella sits next to Edward Cullen in class on her first day of school, Edward seems utterly repulsed by her. After tricking a family friend, Jacob Black, into telling her local tribal legends, Bella concludes that Edward and his family are vampires who drink the blood of animals, not humans. Edward reveals that he initially avoided Bella because the scent of her blood was so desirable to him. Over time, Edward and Bella fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their relationship is thrown into chaos when another vampire coven sweeps into Forks and James, a tracker vampire, decides that he wants to hunt Bella for sport. The Cullens plan to distract the tracker by splitting up Bella and Edward, and Bella is sent to hide in a hotel in Phoenix. Bella then gets a phone call from James in which he says that he has her mother, and that Bella must give herself up to save her. She does so and James attacks her, but Edward, along with the rest of the Cullen family, rescues Bella before James can kill her. Once they realize that James has bitten Bella's hand, Edward sucks the venom out of her system before it can spread and change her into a vampire. Upon returning to Forks, Bella and Edward attend their prom and Bella expresses her desire to become a vampire, which Edward refuses to let happen. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0WkFWoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AK2mBJ2dnHk/s1600-h/newmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0WkFWoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/AK2mBJ2dnHk/s320/newmoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854671431621250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protagonist Isabella "Bella" Swan is thrown an eighteenth birthday party by Alice and Edward Cullen, the vampire she loves, and the rest of their vampire family. While unwrapping a gift, she receives a paper cut. Edward's brother Jasper, although attempting a non-human diet, is overwhelmed by the scent of blood and tries to attack Bella. In an attempt to keep her safe from the world of vampires, Edward tells Bella that he and the rest of his family are leaving the town of Forks, Washington because he doesn't want her anymore. Bella becomes severely depressed and seeks comfort with Jacob Black, an old family friend who eases her pain over losing Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Jacob begin spending a lot of time together, and Bella soon discovers that the rush of adrenaline present when she places herself in dangerous situations stimulates hallucinations of Edward's voice. Bella begins seeking out dangerous behavior, such as riding a motorcycle, to trigger the illusions. Meanwhile, Jacob finds out that he is a werewolf, and eventually reveals this secret to Bella. The werewolves begin to protect Bella from the pursuit of the vampire Victoria, who seeks revenge for the death of her mate, James, who was killed by the Cullens in Twilight. After Bella attempts cliff-diving, she gets caught in a riptide and is rescued by Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Alice Cullen, Edward's vampire sister who has visions of the future, has a vision of Bella jumping off the cliff. Presuming Bella is dead, Alice rushes to Forks to check on Charlie Swan, Bella's father, while Edward calls Bella's home. Jacob answers and informs Edward that Charlie is at a funeral, referring to that of a man in town who had died of a heart attack, but Edward draws the conclusion that he means Bella's funeral. Desperate after Bella's supposed death, Edward flies to Italy to see the Volturi, peace-keeping vampires who would be able to kill Edward, granting him leave of a world without Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Alice rush to Italy to stop Edward, and save him before it is too late. Before they leave Italy, the Volturi tell them that Bella, a human who knows of the existence of vampires, must either be killed or changed into a vampire herself. After they return to Forks, Edward explains to Bella that he only left in order to protect her, and she forgives him. The book ends with the Cullens voting in favor of Bella being changed into a vampire, much to Edward's dismay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0uIP0MI/AAAAAAAAAUs/eh9JYbjlMCk/s1600-h/eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0uIP0MI/AAAAAAAAAUs/eh9JYbjlMCk/s320/eclipse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854677757317314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins with the revelation that Seattle is being plagued by a string of unsolved murders, which Edward suspects are being caused by a newborn vampire that is unable to control its thirst. Edward and Bella fill out college applications, while Bella explains to Edward her desire to see Jacob, her werewolf friend, again. Meanwhile, Alice Cullen has a vision that Victoria, a vampire who is hunting Bella, is back in town. Although Edward fears for her safety, Bella insists that Jacob and the rest of the werewolf pack would never harm her, and he eventually allows her to visit Jacob once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, Bella expresses her desire to make love with Edward before being turned into a vampire. Edward initially refuses, explaining to Bella that he could very easily kill her. Eventually, upon realizing how much it means to Bella, he agrees to try in the future as long as they are married first. Despite having an aversion to marriage, Bella realizes that spending eternity with Edward is more important to her than anything else and accepts his proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and the Cullens realize that the murders in Seattle are being committed by Victoria and an "army" of newborn vampires. The Cullen family joins forces with the werewolf pack in order to combat this threat. As everyone else prepares for battle, Edward and Bella camp up in the mountains, where they are later joined by Jacob and Seth Clearwater, a young member of the werewolf pack, to wait out the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Jacob overhears Edward and Bella discussing their engagement and becomes very upset. He threatens to join the fight and get himself killed because Bella doesn't love him. To stop him, Bella kisses Jacob and realizes that she loves him, too. After Victoria and her army are successfully destroyed, Bella explains to Jacob that while she loves him, her love for Edward is greater and she cannot live without him. Jacob, angry at Bella's decision to become a vampire, runs away in his wolf form to escape the pain he feels.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg01vjQqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nc4gtS04vI0/s1600-h/Breaking_Dawn_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg01vjQqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nc4gtS04vI0/s320/Breaking_Dawn_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854679801217698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn is split into three separate "books", or parts. The first part details Bella's marriage and honeymoon with Edward, which they spend on a private island off the coast of Brazil. Edward grants Bella's wish and makes love to her. Soon after, Bella sees a box of unused tampons and realizes that she is pregnant. After contacting Carlisle, who confirms her belief, she and Edward plan to return home. Edward, concerned for her well being, urges her to get an abortion. However, Bella wants to keep the child and decides to contact Rosalie for support, knowing that Rosalie has always wanted children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of the novel is written from Jacob Black's point of view, and lasts throughout Bella's pregnancy and childbirth. The pack of werewolves, not knowing what danger the unborn child may pose, make plans to destroy it, even though they must kill Bella to do so. Jacob vehemently disagrees with this decision and revolts, leaving the pack to form his own with Seth and Leah Clearwater. Bella soon gives birth, approximately a month after becoming pregnant. The baby breaks many of her bones, and Bella loses massive amounts of blood. In order to save her life, Edward changes her into a vampire. Jacob, who was present for the birth, immediately "imprints" — an involuntary response in which a werewolf finds his soul mate — on Edward and Bella's newborn daughter, Renesmee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third section of Breaking Dawn shifts back to Bella's perspective, finding her changed into a vampire and enjoying her new life and abilities. However, the vampire Irina misidentifies Renesmee as an "immortal child", a child who has been turned into a vampire. The creation and protection of "immortal children" was previously outlawed by the Volturi. After Irina presents her allegation to the Volturi, they plan to destroy Renesmee and the Cullens. In an attempt to save her, the Cullens gather vampires from around the world to stand as witnesses and prove to the Volturi that Renesmee is not an immortal child. Upon confronting the gathered Cullen allies and witnesses, the Volturi discover that they have been misinformed and immediately execute Irina for her mistake. However, they remain undecided on whether Renesmee should be viewed as a threat to the secret existence of vampires. At that time, Alice and Jasper, who had left prior to the confrontation, return with Nahuel, a 150-year-old vampire-human crossbreed like Renesmee. He demonstrates that the crossbreeds pose no threat and the Volturi leave, knowing that they no longer have just reason to destroy Renesmee. Bella, Edward and Renesmee return to their home, free to live their lives in peace.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, off to read NEW MOON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And has Stephenie Meyer got you? YET?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4229980592446548339?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4229980592446548339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4229980592446548339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4229980592446548339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4229980592446548339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/has-stephenie-meyer-got-you.html' title='Has Stephenie Meyer got you? YET?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SVsg0WPnthI/AAAAAAAAAUc/TvnhvUPBssA/s72-c/twilight_book_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7145723194448354241</id><published>2008-12-28T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:34:44.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is like taking a scholarship?</title><content type='html'>It's not even Valentine's Day yet but it seems like everyone around me is falling in love. How can I not be bothered? I so damn hot and yet the ugly ones get attached or are currently in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD &lt;s&gt;IS SO UNFAIR&lt;/s&gt; probably hasn't sent the right one to me just as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, looking back almost TWO years ago, perhaps I had taken things for granted. Love was something I took lightly. I never learn how to cherish, give in whenever possible or even understand what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It make me wonder. I was telling a friend the other day about how memories are essential for our future. Like how we can always find someone new but memories spent with an someone in the past would still be compared. It's hard to find someone almost miles away better than your ex. Really, and I'm not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is what we seek but it's always something we barely can get. Sure, we can but that's only because we compromise with what we have cause nobody is infallible. Face it now, we all have flaws. It just so happens that some of us have more flaws than we ever do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you wondered why the extremely HOT people and they NOT SO HOT people are falling in love? Cause love is stereotyped. HOT people and HOT people get together MOST of the time. In psychology, I learn that this is due to similarities amongst individuals. Not only in looks, but also in terms of character/personality. I like to believe that this is indeed true. When two individuals with a common interest or liking, they tend to get along better. There are times when I see people on the street and some pass off as siblings. Really. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, they are dating, of course. Obviously siblings don't hug and touch each other excessively and then pucker up to each other right? I'm not THAT dumb, I would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, when you date, majority of the people nowadays date because they love each other or see themselves being comfortable with the other party. Ironically, marriage is never on their minds. At least not on both parties' minds, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, at this age, how often can we say that the other person is the one we want to marry and really mean it. For guys, there's still the NS hurdle and then possible to higher education cause really male ego provides no options of us being inferior to our female counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for females, different women have different expectations. Some want their men to be successful so that they can be rich tai tais and probably live life like how Gabrielle Solis does in Desperate Housewives or some of them would want to be the all revered Stepford wife like Bree Hodge is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like falling in love is like going for an interview for a scholarship. There are many stages, you get scrutinized and then finally, you get what you "apparently" seek for. However, for those "scholarships" with bonds, it may be harder to stay and enjoy the benefits if the interest diminishes as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like taking a scholarship, much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7145723194448354241?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7145723194448354241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7145723194448354241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7145723194448354241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7145723194448354241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-is-like-taking-scholarship.html' title='Love is like taking a scholarship?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8279382434372331609</id><published>2008-12-27T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:49:11.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than a guilty pleasure.</title><content type='html'>Adapted from: &lt;a href="http://urbanlegends.about.com/library/blself-repair.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When a 40-year old man arrived at a hospital asking to see a doctor specializing in "men's troubles", he was shown to a cubicle. There, he gingerly unwrapped three yards of foul smelling, stained gauze from around his scrotum, which had swollen to twice the size of a grapefruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On further inspection, it was discovered that his left testicle was missing completely and, embedded within the swollen, tender and weeping wound, were a number of dark objects which the patient confessed were one inch staple nails from an industrial staple gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It transpired that the man spent lunchtimes alone in the workshop, where he regularly enjoyed the sexual thrill of placing his penis on the moving canvas fan belt of a piece of machinery. One day, the excitement had caused him to lose his concentration and the fan-belt had snatched his scrotum into the fly-wheel, throwing him several feet across the floor and removing his left testicle. Rather than go to hospital, he self-administered first aid using a staple gun and then continued work when his colleagues returned. It was two weeks before he got around to visiting the hospital.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why someone would want to do that. Like honestly, I'm pretty sure he derives pleasure from doing so but all these cheap thrills and etc all came with a price. Instead of doing this, there are other ways, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's keep that as a secret. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8279382434372331609?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8279382434372331609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8279382434372331609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8279382434372331609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8279382434372331609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-than-guilty-pleasure.html' title='More than a guilty pleasure.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6597958593316720803</id><published>2008-12-27T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:18:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of your manhood.</title><content type='html'>Not just for guys, but for girls as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you ever swim in the Amazon and Oranoco Rivers of South America please think twice before urinating in the water. Fish called Candiru or Carnero is attracted by urine smell (urea and ammonia) and it can insert it self into the penis or vagina while urinating. Then penis fish lodges itself somewhere in the urinary tract with its spines and it uses its mouth for feeding by sucking the blood. It is almost impossible for fish to survive inside of the human body. Removal of the fish is extremely hard due to the spines and if problem is not treated it can result in removal of the genitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish locates its human targets when people urinate near the fish. A well-circulated myth is that the candiru is capable of swimming up the stream of urine in mid-air to a victim standing on shore or a boat, although this assertion is likely false. Nonetheless, there was a case in which the victim claimed that the fish jumped while he was urinating thigh deep. They are also probably not attracted to pure urine. It is believed that they are able to enter a human urethra only when it is expanded during urination.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eSLKZzuLC00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eSLKZzuLC00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is vicious. This fish is even said to be more fearful than a piranha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally reminds me not to piss now in the public; especially in the countless swimming pools that I have been in. It's scary to see how the fish attacked in the video. It's totally a destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I decided to check up on piranhas as well and I came across many videos of them. There are some of the videos which showed the complete ugly side of humans. In my opinion, they should not have done this cause it's totally inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not click and watch it if you are faint hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video shows piranhas eating a live frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QLz8RK4teHM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QLz8RK4teHM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second video shows piranhas eating a live mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dja54kUOnyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dja54kUOnyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn disgusting please. I posted it because I wanted you all to see the dangers that the piranhas pose to us but at the same time, I don't advocate the whole feeding thing that these people does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world in the wilds is damn cruel but I guess it's more cruel when we try to incorporate the wild into our world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6597958593316720803?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6597958593316720803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6597958593316720803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6597958593316720803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6597958593316720803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/beware-of-your-manhood.html' title='Beware of your manhood.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3125130409775466464</id><published>2008-12-26T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:01:30.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex fest canceled due to public pressure.</title><content type='html'>I was surfing around and this got me cracked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sex fest scheduled to be held on 'International Orgasm Day' and seeking to promote world peace called off after owner of venue meant to host event caves in to threats &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks of preparations for the largest sex event of its kind in Israel, organizers were forced to cancel it this week due to public pressure and threats exerted on the owner of the venue where the sex fest was to take place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event in question, which was scheduled to take place on "International Orgasm Day," aimed to bring together some 250 participants seeking to promote world peace through multiple orgasms reached by masturbation or sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orgy was organized by the Raelian movement, a UFO religion whose followers believe humankind was created by aliens. The group's spokesman, Kobi Drori, said that the orgy was meant to include straights, gays, lesbians and bisexuals, all of them over 18. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The purpose of the event was to try and bring world peace through mass orgasm, this by experiencing consensual sex and natural, uninterrupted pleasure. It was important to make love without feeling guilty or shy," he explained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drori protested the fact that nowadays the words "war," "violence" and "murder" have become more legitimate than "sex," "orgasm" and "pleasure." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It should be the other way around. Several years ago an Iraqi boy whose limbs were amputated was shown on TV and everybody treated this as if it was okay, but when Janet Jackson exposed her breast during the Superbowl the American nation was appalled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We wanted to put into practice the saying 'make love, not war'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Society based on self-fulfillment' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Drori, the orgy was just the first in a series of events dedicated to promoting this objective. On January 22 the movement will hold a conference on sexuality and masturbation with experts and writers in the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also vowed that the cancelation of this year's orgy would not deter the Raelians from setting up another sex fest next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Raelian movement has several hundreds followers in Israel and some 70,000 members worldwide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't believe in demons, ghosts and gods," said Drori. "The group's primary goal is to inform humanity, without attempting to persuade, regarding scientific messages that deal with the origins of life on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The second goal is to expedite the establishment of a society based on the principles of non-violence, solidarity, self-fulfillment and pleasure. To establish one global currency, one global government and harness science to the service of humanity, and not against humanity," he concluded. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the quotes in bold. Damn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3125130409775466464?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3125130409775466464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3125130409775466464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3125130409775466464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3125130409775466464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/sex-fest-canceled-due-to-public.html' title='Sex fest canceled due to public pressure.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3755070422497335222</id><published>2008-12-26T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:18:20.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEETOS PET?!</title><content type='html'>First of all, happy boxing day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8vjuVhoy108&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8vjuVhoy108&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine eating that? It looks kinda fun though. Spread the cheese, pour water and watch it grow. But then again, who wants to eat something coming from holes with dusts and all? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A SIDE NOTE, QUIZZES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_alice.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Alice! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=" Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/quizzes/which-male-twilight-character-are-you.html" title="Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2885755290_7e6dd4724a_o.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Jasper! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=" Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW APT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are so in love and I'm both. I'm so in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3755070422497335222?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3755070422497335222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3755070422497335222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3755070422497335222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3755070422497335222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheetos-pet.html' title='CHEETOS PET?!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5155297019708724835</id><published>2008-12-24T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:52:51.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Crisis.</title><content type='html'>I'm having a serious case of brain deadness now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me the various factors that caused the economic crisis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across something interesting yet bizarre as I was browsing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on. There's even a video after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India resident Sanju Bhagat always had bit larger stomach, but he got extremely worried when it suddenly started growing bigger and bigger. Thirty year old Sanju Bhagat was rushed to hospital and his stomach condition was diagnosed as an stomach tumor. To a doctor's surprise it was something extremely different and very unusual. From the birth Sanju had his twin brother living inside of him like a parasite. This phenomenon is extremely rare since parasite twin brother has to survive by leaching on its brother’s blood supply. This bizarre medical conditions is called fetus in fetu and it occurs when a fetus gets trapped inside of its twin. Doctor Mehta who was operating Sanju Bhagat said: "First, one limb came out, then another limb came out. Then some part of genitalia, then some part of hair, some limbs, jaws, limbs, hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jzwDyEmpC5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jzwDyEmpC5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5155297019708724835?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5155297019708724835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5155297019708724835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5155297019708724835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5155297019708724835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/mind-crisis.html' title='Mind Crisis.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6505921135347839963</id><published>2008-12-22T11:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:28:43.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Financial Crisis, no problem!</title><content type='html'>You know, I totally respect people who already had their future mapped out from the moment they are borne. Hmm, depends on circumstances, I suppose. I attended this scholarship workshop whereby they brought in a panel of scholars who told us all about getting the scholarship and how to tackle these interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very impressed. At this age, I'm still wondering what to do with my life while these people; some even had their future mapped out as early as secondary school. Saying that, some only thought of it as they were going for these interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many jobs out there but I really want something which is interesting. You might be wondering if I am insane or anything cause I am on my path to being an accountant and instead of going through that route, here I am thinking of a career path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I just wanted an interesting job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. Working with the Cullens sounds nice. Scratch that. Me and my twilight obsessions. Here's some of the weirdest occupations out there. Some are more amusing that the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fortune Cookie Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we've all wondered who the heck writes those fortunes in English! Finishing a take-out Chinese meal isn't only full of MSG, but those delightfully witty pieces of advice that people are so quick to heed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Snake Milker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snakeIf you ever get bitten by a poisonous snake you'll be grateful these people know how to work with animals. They are responsible for getting the venom out of snakes to make the anti-venom. Be honest, which one of you thought that snakes had actual milk glands? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chicken Sexer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through baby chicks and separating them according to sex. I hear this job is pretty easy, if you just play bad 80's music and set things up like a 5th grade dance, they separate themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ostrich Babysitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this guy gets to sit in a field full of ostrich and make sure that they didn't peck each other to death or get stolen. Any job where you can sit down, read a book and do absolutely no work is always a plus, but I have heard that these birds' behavior can get a little aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note taker for college students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is particularly prevalent in medical schools but I wouldn't mind getting one to help me take notes while I sleep during lectures. Hold on, if these medical students are not listening to classes and they graduate to become doctors and people see doctors when they are sick... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Condom tester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a German condom manufacturer who is seeking students from England and Ireland to be condom testers to road test its new range of condoms. They then require feedback regarding the "comfort, pleasure and all round performance" of each condom type. So it is true when the company stressed that all of its condoms have been tested for quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJe_JE_LEQ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJe_JE_LEQ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally like the idea of being a condom tester. It just sounds kinky. In the light of this financial crisis, I guess we don't have much of a choice eh? So, why not just have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6505921135347839963?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6505921135347839963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6505921135347839963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6505921135347839963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6505921135347839963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/financial-crisis-no-problem.html' title='Financial Crisis, no problem!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6696672909559293274</id><published>2008-12-22T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:33:22.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I live for. TWILIGHT.</title><content type='html'>AFTERRRRR SO LOONNNNGGGG, I finally met up with Hel and Shandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Banquet and then watched TWILIGHT. OMGWTFBBQ! I totally love this movie. So much so, that I have watched it for three times already. FINE! TWICE in the theatres and once online. But nevertheless, it's a feel good movie. I already cannot wait for new moon to be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me that I have to finish reading up TWILIGHT; a book that I bought like one year ago and still not touched yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have yet to watched it, here's a synopsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bella Swan (Kristen Stewart) has always been a bit different, never caring about or fitting in with the trendy girls at her Phoenix, Arizona high school. When her mother Renee (Sarah Clarke) remarries and decides to move with her new husband to Florida, and Bella decides to go live with her father, Charlie (Billy Burke), in the rainy little town of Forks, Washington, she doesn't expect anything to change. Then she meets the mysterious and dazzlingly beautiful Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson), a boy unlike any she's ever met. Intelligent and witty, his piercing eyes see straight into her soul. Soon, Bella and Edward are swept up in a passionate and decidedly unorthodox romance. Edward can run faster than any cheetah, he can stop a moving car with his bare hands, and he hasn't aged since 1918. Most importantly, he's a vampire. Like all vampires, he's immortal. He doesn't drink human blood (they're vampire "vegetarians"), which is rare among the vampire population. Instead, they go on regular "hiking" trips, where they feed on prey such as grizzly bears and mountain lions. For Edward, Bella is the thing he has waited ninety years for - a soul mate. But the closer they get, the more Edward must struggle to resist the primal pull of her scent, which could send him into an uncontrollable frenzy. And what will they do when James (Cam Gigandet), Laurent (Edi Gathegi), and Victoria (Rachel Lefevre) come into town and James sets his sights on Bella? Will true love prevail when Edward is forced to save her life and conquer his thirst? The true question is, When you can live forever, what do you live for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBvOhfL4mYw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBvOhfL4mYw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6696672909559293274?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6696672909559293274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6696672909559293274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6696672909559293274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6696672909559293274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-i-live-for-twilight.html' title='What I live for. TWILIGHT.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1745940691496458309</id><published>2008-12-21T02:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:15:47.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masturbation lead to her death.</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, whats this world coming to. Even LOBSTER is used, its a freaking gross and sick story. Might not be suitable for the weak hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning around 5am, 22 year old Susan Balucci woke up with a painful need to urinate. At first she thought that she had diarrhea, but when she stood out of the bed, she realised its urinary pain. Very similar to diarrhea, but out of the wrong hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat on the toilet bowl and her vagina erupted into the most horrific messy farting sound anyone could have heard off. She continued to push and she screamed for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the medics arrived, they found her unconcious lying on the floor wearing nothing to her bath robe. Running down her legs were stream of brown n green syrup.&lt;br /&gt;The medic transfered her to the stretcher, but when he grabbed her left leg, her vagina was exposed and a creature no larger than a finger tip wormed its way out of her genitals and landed on the floor with a wet popping sound. It was a mud shrimp gasping for water while flipping itself back n forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ENTIRE toilet bowl was filled with baby brown mud shrimp flipping and splashing at a furious pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her death was caused by combination of shock and severe head trauma, she stood up and she saw what had happened, she went into shock and fell, smashing her head on the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was believed that 2 days before the accident, she bought a live lobster. While lying in the tub, she gently inserted its tail into her vagina to get pleasure. She held a lighter under the lobster' face, so as to cause it to flip its tail violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lobster had crapped eggs into her cunt while she was torturing it. Her womb was the perfect PH balance to grow the shrimps and thus over the night, they hatched and it began doubling in size every ten mins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1745940691496458309?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1745940691496458309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1745940691496458309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1745940691496458309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1745940691496458309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/masturbation-lead-to-her-death.html' title='Masturbation lead to her death.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8156039754976344402</id><published>2008-12-20T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:09:12.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are family!</title><content type='html'>First of all, happy birthday to the three brothers, NAUFAL, SAFI and KHALIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly had fun at the birthday party today at my sister's place. Being emcee to a bunch of kids was definitely unexpected especially when my command of simple english and malay kinda sucked. But anyhow, I did pull it through and thank god they liked it. That of course, albeit the fact that at one point of time, I was so clueless and point blanked about what to conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good and the company was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the time to catch up with my family as I'm always cooped up with school. It was indeed a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that next week is fast approaching, it's time to worry about my projects yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LE SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8156039754976344402?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8156039754976344402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8156039754976344402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8156039754976344402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8156039754976344402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-family.html' title='We are family!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2121264507813321968</id><published>2008-12-20T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:41:47.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIN@ACC outing!</title><content type='html'>uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had an outing with the SPIN@ACC peeps. Alright, only half turned up so yeah, quite a bummer cause it would have been great if everyone would have been able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Salleh, Tina, Chong Hui Xian, Joyce, Jacqueline, Sebastian, Joey for coming down. Yes, even Joey, even though he didn't bring any present. HAHA. Kidding! And Joyce, who pangseh-ed us barely half an hour into our outing. MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first started out at Borders' Coffee Bean for our meeting. Then, headed to Seoul Garden. Can you imagine how delighted I was? It's been AGES since I went there and the first thing on mind was to gobble down all the food. I felt like a total glutton. Fine, whatever, I am a glutton. Halfway through, Joyce went off cause she couldn't take all the fried food as she had some caroling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we flipped a coin to decide where we were gonna head. It was either between Party World and bowling. And so, the coin decided on Party World. Went there and scratched the idea when the price was damn steep. So, we headed to (finally!) Marina Square to play bowling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! It was nice to see everyone's unique style of bowling. We had Salleh's need for a reading time before he bowls, Joey's gay bowling, Tina's totally destruction for the bowling lanes (and her happily standing on the waxed bowling lanes and jumping! LOL!), Jac's drunkard stupor when she wants to bowl, Huixian and her refusal to bend when she bowls, Sebest's very lucky shots and all. It surely was a laughing situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had an exchange of gifts. Huixian got my gift and she complained it was cheapskate. Hers was worst! $2 paper clips! LOL. I got a gift from Jac. I honestly dunno how to describe it but it was cute. So, thanks for the thoughts that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Joey and Salleh wanted to play pool which in the end, the latter pawned overall. Huixian and Jac were playing their DS Lites and the former pawned. Looks like the Chairman and Vice Chairman are pretty good at their own field eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap the day up, I went shopping and finally bought my bag at &lt;s&gt;fore&lt;/s&gt;FOURskin and so, I was pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I was so damn tired, I headed home, bathed and slept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WOKE UP AT 3 TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I gotta get ready cause my family members are all at my sis' place to celebrate my nephews' birthday and I'm running late. So, later, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2121264507813321968?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2121264507813321968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2121264507813321968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2121264507813321968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2121264507813321968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/spinacc-outing.html' title='SPIN@ACC outing!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5351288307828454408</id><published>2008-12-16T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:45:57.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photohunt!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, me, Jacqueline, Dennis and Salleh for the photohunt. Basically, the clues given were pictures of a place and we had to go and find these locations. Over these locations, we were then made to do "tasks". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being tiring but it was fun. With all the nonsense, who wouldn't be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON FIRST. LOL. And we managed to complete all the five rounds. I think some teams didn't managed to do so. BOOOO. Only five teams in total though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$20 worth of co-op vouchers; which means 5 bucks each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind doing it again though. It was pretty challenging somehow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5351288307828454408?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5351288307828454408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5351288307828454408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5351288307828454408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5351288307828454408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/photohunt.html' title='Photohunt!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4873028265602446678</id><published>2008-12-15T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:46:34.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWN,</title><content type='html'>Last two days was totally the worst day to happen for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEVER. COUGH. FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one shot? I couldn't believe my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I think I have been punishing my body far too much and hence, God is punishing me with all those sickness. Teaches me how to treasure my body eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, BA GOAL camp was pretty fun but I was bummed out that I couldn't go for the Monday session. It sucked! The idea of me not going that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4873028265602446678?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4873028265602446678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4873028265602446678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4873028265602446678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4873028265602446678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/down.html' title='DOWN,'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2040109292390341052</id><published>2008-12-07T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:43:34.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C LORRRRR.</title><content type='html'>I know. You all probably wondering how did CLAW went right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAADDDDD. Honestly, ask anyone who sat for the paper and they will give you the blank look. I was very, very scared to even look at the paper cause it was only a page which contained TWO questions. In total, only 40 marks. How bad could that be right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the questions and that was the first time I spent the 10 minutes reading time wisely. It was killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped question 1 and then did question 2a only to find out that after that question, I didn't know how to do the other questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE AD. GOODBYE A. And welcome a pretty much a pass grade. Well, at least I hope I would pass. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, revision for Tax2 seems to be fine so far. I need to wrap up revision soon cause tomorrow I gotta start on FMGT. The horror! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2040109292390341052?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2040109292390341052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2040109292390341052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2040109292390341052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2040109292390341052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/c-lorrrrr.html' title='C LORRRRR.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2885523488830668803</id><published>2008-12-04T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:20:15.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart for all, dumb for me.</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECONS IS OVER. Test 1, that is! Think about it. I go for my dip plus class every week and yet not understand ANYTHING about it at the end of the class. OKAY FINE. Not that I don't understand. I usually sleep for the first two hours and then understand the last hour. Sorry Mrs Teoh. You're a good tutor and all but after a long day of classes and then THREE hours of econs, I'm allowed to fall tired right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's over! It's passable yet not B-able. Sadly, that's the standard given to us cause in order to get exemptions for econs at NTU, we need to get at least a B! OH WELL. D quite okay right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the next step is to study claw. That is another module that is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER. I'm gonna watch my two hours of UGLY BETTY now. And then, probably study CLAW cause I know NUTS about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THOSE TAKING AUDIT PAPER TOMORROW, GOOD LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2885523488830668803?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2885523488830668803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2885523488830668803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2885523488830668803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2885523488830668803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/smart-for-all-dumb-for-me.html' title='Smart for all, dumb for me.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4717963445169410826</id><published>2008-12-02T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:29:17.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Blues</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA. This week, being common test and all would be filled with VERY short posts. Can't be helped really cause I'm so lazy to post a lot. So, these few days would be consisting of really short short posts cause this is my blog and I can post whatever I want right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today, met up with Charlyn and Salleh. Charlyn was studying audit/claw while Salleh was finishing up his elearning. As for me, I had to go for my econs revision cause I seriously have yet to study anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we finally went home at 8 after hours of studying, distraction and plain gossips. Hence, on the way to the school bus stop, we asked Charlyn why she snorted like Sue yesterday. Her reply was -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I GOT BROCKED NOSE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. That was funny enough. Till then. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4717963445169410826?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4717963445169410826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4717963445169410826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4717963445169410826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4717963445169410826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/12/test-blues.html' title='Test Blues'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4607296740874380272</id><published>2008-11-25T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:23:22.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenza. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I HATE IT WHEN I'M DOWN WITH FLU. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally sucks out the energy out of me. Whatever. I'm off to bed pretty soon I guess. The panadol effect is coming on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4607296740874380272?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4607296740874380272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4607296740874380272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4607296740874380272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4607296740874380272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/11/influenza.html' title='Influenza. :('/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1391231188938091251</id><published>2008-11-24T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:06:12.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popeyes; not for the bulimics.</title><content type='html'>HOLA people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been a while and I feel like dejavu everytime I post like this. Tsk tsk. What to do? I've been so tired these past few days. But life's been pretty happening. Thanks to the usual company of friends. Thanks alot guys for keeping me so damn entertained everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Friday, I and Suxin followed Salleh to settled the Sekayu Polytechnic boat cruise outing. Yes, a group of Indonesian students are coming over to Singapore. As a matter of fact, they have already landed on our shores just yesterday. After booking the tickets, we headed to POPEYES cause Suxin hasn't eaten it before. So, we made our way from Raffles to Popeyes @ the Singapore Flyer. The food was fantastic! We ordered three sets of 2pc chicken set and the manager gave us 3pc instead at the price of 2pc! LOL. We were damn happy but felt so full. You guys should really try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmL6d_AXPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zAmS-YVB3nI/s1600-h/Popeyes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmL6d_AXPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zAmS-YVB3nI/s320/Popeyes2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271898675411442930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Popeyes Chicken &amp; Biscuits (sometimes named Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen; often referred to as Popeyes) is a chain of fried chicken fast food restaurants, owned since 1993 by the Atlanta-based AFC Enterprises (originally America's Favorite Chicken Company). According to a company press release dated June 29, 2007, Popeyes is the second-largest "quick-service chicken restaurant group, measured by number of units",[2] with more than 1,800 restaurants in more than 40 states, the District of Columbia, Puerto Rico and 20 countries worldwide including Hong Kong, Iraq, Jordan, Kuwait, United Arab Emirates, Japan, South Africa, South Korea, Singapore, Philippines, Canada, Jamaica, Mexico and Panama. About thirty locations are company-owned, the rest franchised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, Popeyes can be found available at Changi Airport T1 and T3 as well as at the Singapore Flyer. So, head down now! Only these three places. I would recommend their mashed potatoes and fries! YUMMMM. And the biscuits as well. Damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmNRei07aI/AAAAAAAAAUU/sr148muasBw/s1600-h/fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmNRei07aI/AAAAAAAAAUU/sr148muasBw/s320/fries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271900170210307490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmNRErK13I/AAAAAAAAAUM/bTTVG8nhytw/s1600-h/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmNRErK13I/AAAAAAAAAUM/bTTVG8nhytw/s320/chicken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271900163265976178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmNRJTJ70I/AAAAAAAAAUE/hSzrqF5At_c/s1600-h/biscuits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmNRJTJ70I/AAAAAAAAAUE/hSzrqF5At_c/s320/biscuits.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271900164507430722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday, met up with the SPIN@ACC peeps. After the meeting, me, Salleh, Suxin, Charlyn and Dennis went to eat tau huay at bukit timah market. Awesome stuff I tell you. After that, we headed to Causeway Point to play DDR! Suxin against Charlyn and me against Salleh. It was a lot of fun! We should do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, nothing much, Slept almost three quarter of the day. Now, I'm gonna catch "Miss No Good". I actually wanted a sneak peek but got hooked on. Till then, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1391231188938091251?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1391231188938091251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1391231188938091251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1391231188938091251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1391231188938091251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendships.html' title='Popeyes; not for the bulimics.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SSmL6d_AXPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zAmS-YVB3nI/s72-c/Popeyes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5693504482714312844</id><published>2008-11-16T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:05:19.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contract of Shame. :(</title><content type='html'>I guess it's been too long since I last blogged eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, last Friday was pretty happening. LOL. I really couldn't stopped laughing at my own embarassment. So it was Friday and yeah, it was the weekends. FMGT tutorial got postponed to next week which means class only officially started at 2pm. However, I had to come to school early cause there was project to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally draggy to go for CLAW class. I was afraid of falling asleep again. But I guess not. Anyhow, this week I did my tutorial on laptop again. Somehow, it's more easier to do my tutorial in that way cause it's easier to update and correct my errors. And so, I was setting up my laptop and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Tee presented his first answer. And then stupid ANDY had to MSN me. The beeping sound sounded cause I forgot to silent my laptop volume. PAISEH lah cause out of the blue, the MSN sounded and everyone was looking at me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, my hp started ringing when Salleh smsed me. Thanks to that, everyone had a few seconds of Womanizer playing. And to add salt to the wound, I couldn't locate the button to keep it quiet. I finally found the button after the ringtone ended. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I could honestly laugh at myself for being so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't fall asleep in CLAW tutorial. As a matter of fact, I was so happy that I understood the chapter. WOOHOO! I'm totally looking forward to the next class now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDD ANDY, TEE AND RAYMOND! YOU ALL BETTER STOP BEATING MY SCORES IN EVERY SINGLE FACEBOOK CHALLENGE THAT I JOINED. PFFFFFFFTTTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5693504482714312844?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5693504482714312844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5693504482714312844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5693504482714312844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5693504482714312844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/11/contract-of-shame.html' title='Contract of Shame. :('/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1522690748075930983</id><published>2008-11-07T08:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:06:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD! The many deadlines to adhere by.</title><content type='html'>Deadlines and deadlines. We are always struggling to keep up with it. This week was madness I tell you. There was the econs coursework to be done, ISP E learning draft to be submitted on Wednesday and then finally today was the submission. On top of that, the report for the group project (ISP) had to be submitted on next Monday. In addition, there's tons of tutorials which I last minutedly squeezed in. Hectic, hectic. But, I'm pretty sure I can make it through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know why I'm awake at this point of time, really. School only starts at 11 and I should have been up at 9:30 instead of 8AM. This is bad, really bad. My insomnia is getting worser and I was disappointed last night when I found out that the latest episode for ANTM has not been uploaded and my back now currently hurts badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAAAAAAAAAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like putting a stop to all of this and get my well deserved rest. Holidays, come soon. But that will simply mean that the common tests are nearing. FYI, this is already week FOUR and common tests are in week EIGHT. SCAAAAARRRRYYY SHIT. 4 more weeks to pia eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, before I go off, I shall share with you this newest song addiction to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qCnL7vTqQs&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1522690748075930983?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1522690748075930983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1522690748075930983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1522690748075930983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1522690748075930983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/11/dead-many-deadlines-to-adhere-by.html' title='DEAD! The many deadlines to adhere by.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3879170106513195882</id><published>2008-11-05T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:45:28.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever. What a bad timing.</title><content type='html'>There seems to be a lot of things running on my mind. And on top of that, I'm down with a fever today. Not a good sign, eh? Mom has been complaining that I focus too much on school. Can I rebut to that? I don't think I study alot. But rather, the projects are killing me. And if tomorrow my fever doesn't subside, I would be taking my first ever MC in my whole history of being in ngee ann, which would be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, don't ask me if I'm going for red camp or not. I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have been asking why and even I can't put my finger into it actually. I mean, I loved going to such events cause it's nice to interact with those kids, especially when they are potentially going to be in our school the coming year. But recently, things have been catching up on me. My other commitments, projects and on top of that, I guess my school workload which is immensely increasing as I tried hard to juggle all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester seems like it has already taken its toll on me. Today, I felt as if the previous three semesters tireness have accumulated unto this sem. I seriously hope that I would be able to pick up my steam when common test is nearing. Right now, it's projects all the way. EAA seems to be killing me softly as I tried hard to comprehend it. FMGT makes me feel silly when I don't understand it. CLAW started well but gets tougher. TAX2 remains the module that I love the most. IS? PSYCHOLOGY is making me go crazy but I love the whole module. It's fun and something that I can relate to. Plus Mr Tey is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, I'm pure rambling. I guess the panadol has taken it's effect on me. I'm gonna sleep for now. See you guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3879170106513195882?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3879170106513195882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3879170106513195882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3879170106513195882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3879170106513195882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/11/fever-what-bad-timing.html' title='Fever. What a bad timing.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-341248810356352593</id><published>2008-10-30T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:09:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Fools. LOL.</title><content type='html'>Holla readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, in a blink of an eye, the weekend is here once again. It's already Friday tomorrow and we are into our third week of school already. How fast is that? This is freaking insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, in short, Monday was Deepavali and it was awesome spending time with my IS group mates - Sue, Meiqi, Beckie and Fiona + Salleh who decided to come down, for the game of bowling. That was done in conjuction with our IS experiment. I think we had too much fun that we ended up not doing any observation. Bummer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday, I had my econs lesson because of the NUS visit on Wednesday and I didn't want to do it on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday, headed down to NUS with a few of my classmates and other BA school people to see what NUS is all about. I must say that heading there, I had nothing much planned for but at the end of the day, I think I probably am considering some options. At this point of time, I really dunno what I want to do and what to choose but I guess we will take it a step at a time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the thing, we had like a reception or something. There were sushi, sambosa, chocolate eclair and many other things. Everyone was hungry and all so we were hurrying to eat but SOMEONE was definitely stucked in the life of poverty. Introducing SHARUL BAHRIAH, who ate three plates of food. We were listening on as she listed down all the food she ate and thus, no more MEGA&lt;s&gt;TITS&lt;/s&gt;BITES. Initially, she wanted to eat there cause she said the food was cheap but I guess she already had her fill at the reception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I only ate five pieces. No kidding. Sharul ate more than twenty, I think. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, nothing much. Had a very short day. Finished school at 1, had dinner with clique and headed home. Slept all the way till 8. Still tiring but I guess I could use more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna catch up with my tv so till laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-341248810356352593?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/341248810356352593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=341248810356352593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/341248810356352593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/341248810356352593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-fools-lol.html' title='Food Fools. LOL.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2422630482779076293</id><published>2008-10-27T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:44:07.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Kimi</title><content type='html'>If you have been wondering what I have been up to, I've been catching up on my current addiction of J-pop dramas. Yes, long weekend what? So, I decided to catch "Hana Kimi" upon the recommendation of a few of my friends. I know there's the taiwan version as well but let me take a step a take time alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what that show is all about? Let me fill you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hana-Kimi centers around Mizuki Ashiya, a Japanese girl who lives in the United States. One day, she sees a track and field competition on TV, and becomes attracted to one of the high jump competitors, Izumi Sano. She begins to idolize the young athlete and eventually transfers to Japan to attend the same school that Sano attends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a catch, however: Sano attends an all-boys high school, named Osaka Gakuen, and Mizuki must disguise herself as a boy to enter. The majority of the series happens during Mizuki's second year at Osaka (from volume 4 onwards), although her first year was significant for her being able to remain in Osaka.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0Zi4VNeJv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0Zi4VNeJv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to finish this in two days! Clap okay? Cause I slept only at 7am to finish off all the episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Hana Yori Dango! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2422630482779076293?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2422630482779076293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2422630482779076293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2422630482779076293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2422630482779076293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/hana-kimi.html' title='Hana Kimi'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3430900280119147246</id><published>2008-10-25T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:40:22.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm borned a free loader!</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew came by today, and I got conned. Apparently, he rang the bell, showed up in the macdonalds' rider attire and said someone ordered something. Just imagine it. I had just woke up and I can get real blur at that time. So, I went to get my sister, when he shouted his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like honestly, how could I not see who that person was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, he came by cause he wanted to use our toilet for his big business. LOL. And I remarked how come he didn't bring anything for me. After he went off, he said he would come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he did. He also brought back apple pie, mc chicken and also medium coke. Good right? But I just ate two roti prata egg. DAMN FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today checked the mailbox and received my third Director's List. WOOOOPIE! I thought I couldn't get it all cause I only did four cores but to my surprise, it came true. God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, that's my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I haven't forget the raya post. But for now, there's no muse at all. So laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3430900280119147246?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3430900280119147246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3430900280119147246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3430900280119147246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3430900280119147246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-borned-free-loader.html' title='I&apos;m borned a free loader!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1011783807571056895</id><published>2008-10-24T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:29:42.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowled Over.</title><content type='html'>*sings* Womanizer, woman-womanizer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooo in love with this song, it's totally insane. Trust me. Everyone around me has got addicted to this song (and probably got bored of it!) but you can't help it right? It's damn addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow,I owe an entry about the clique outing. Yes, we managed to have a clique outing before the school opened and finally, it was full strength despite the fact that Charles couldn't join us in the earlier part of the outing. Bummer. Mr Busy, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Myself, Salleh, Sue, Charlyn) started off with lunch at the coffeeshop. Yes. It was meant to be a budget trip hence the choice. After that, we met up with Sharul to proceed to Orchid Country Club at Yishun. That place is damn good I tell you. Before 6pm, 1 game is only $2.70. Cheap cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Iz (Sharul's bf) came to join us. We heard he was a pro and Salleh was pretty flustered at that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, 6 games passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awards were as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highest Score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Salleh(160 points)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Iz (148 points)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Iz (145 points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lowest Score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Charlyn (35 points)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Charlyn (40 points)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Sue (42 points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Strikes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Salleh (12)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Syahid (7)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Iz (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Spares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Syahid (13)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Salleh/Iz (8)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Rhea (7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Splits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Salleh (5)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Sue/Char (4)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Rhea (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Longkang (Gutter)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Char (9)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Sue (4)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Rhea (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the &lt;strong&gt;individual stats&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest - 78 points&lt;br /&gt;Lowest - 42 points&lt;br /&gt;Average - 62 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RHEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest - 103 points&lt;br /&gt;Lowest - 63 points&lt;br /&gt;Average - 86 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest - 78 points&lt;br /&gt;Lowest - 35 points&lt;br /&gt;Average - 57 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYAHID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest - 134 points&lt;br /&gt;Lowest - 94 points&lt;br /&gt;Average - 112 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SALLEH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest - 160 points&lt;br /&gt;Lowest - 76 points&lt;br /&gt;Average - 120 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest - 148 points&lt;br /&gt;Lowest - 89 points&lt;br /&gt;Average - 101 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we are done bowling, Sue had to go home. Curfew mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we met up with Charles. Wanted to go sembawang but the shop was closed so in the end, we asked Charles to meet us at Woodlands Mart cause near to Sue's house. Why there? So that she can join us. Like what right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was there. Thanks for making my day and love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP NEXT: Raya Outing. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1011783807571056895?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1011783807571056895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1011783807571056895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1011783807571056895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1011783807571056895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/bowled-over.html' title='Bowled Over.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2095680480069676260</id><published>2008-10-07T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:43:05.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Path?</title><content type='html'>It's only one week before school starts and I must admit, majority would say that they hate this fact. As for me, I'm on the other side of the fence. I want school to start. Most of you probably would go, "Are you crazy?", "Mugger!", "Retard!" and all but I really miss the times I spent in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were out around three weeks ago and no, I did not get my 4.0. I was pretty shocked to hear rumours going around that I got another 4.0 when I clearly did not. It would have been great if it was true, but alas it's not. And don't ask for my grades cause I'm not telling. Not that it's bad though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every semester proved to be a challenge for me. I was recalling how Charlyn remarked that this semester was my slackest ever and I have to admit that as well. I mean, come on, I was juggling a lot of things back then. There was envoys, ba goal,naq, a maths and my endless projects. It was excruciating to even think about those stuff. I was pretty much loaded so much so that tutors even came up to me asking me to take a break. I guess, that's just my nature though to be involved in everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more semesters. Halfway through with my poly life. And after this upcoming semester is over, I will be in year three. Trust me, I really haven't planned out what I wanted to do after this. In all honesty. I probably and hopefully would want to head over to uni but to which one and what course, I have the slightest clue ever. Sometimes, I wonder what I want to do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have asked why I chose Accountancy. Let me be truthful here. I never liked accounts. Okay, that's pretty much a little lie there. I liked accounts when I could do them and after my results shows satisfying results. However, maybe afterall, the chances of me liking accounts is probably 60%. That's passable right? For people who at this point of thinking that I'm hopeless in accounts, I scored A+ so far for my accounts in poly, which is pretty much a good feat considering the fact that I had to mug my ass off for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would even commend me for successfully clearing accounts. Some would say that my memorising skills are fantastic. But at the end of the day, I think I deserve some credit, don't I? I am proud to say that coming to poly has made me realize how much I know nuts about accounts and that going through these modules in poly made me understand it; making the interest in accounts grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't even know where I am heading to. Many have said that being an accountant reaps in benefits cause we are in need of accountants. On the other hand, many have said that accounts and me don't tally. They would rather recommend me a job in the media industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I had always wanted to be in Mass Communication. Sadly, my grades were too sucky and hence, that dream crashed. Then, when I flunked my O levels, I chose to go ITE Bishan. Reason being? I didn't want to do engineering in poly and that if I had to go ITE, I had to go to the best course in the best school. And so, I chose bishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years in Bishan, I headed to NS and reserved a place in Temasek Polytechnic's Law and Management. Along the way, I contemplated on the Mass Comm course at RP and then out of fun, I applied for Accountancy in Ngee Ann. I got in. My first choice. And without thinking much, I dropped my reservation for law and then joined ngee ann. How cool heh? Only cause charles was taking it and the course was one of the top courses in ngee ann and as a matter of the fact, in Singapore as well. I was apprehensive of course, cause I didn't think I would do well in a course I wouldn't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three semesters, I would say that I'm on the right track. However, I keep questioning myself. Am I going the right path? Should I choose another? Am I studying for the sake of studying? Or at the end of the day, would I see the light at the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. I guess at this point of time, I'm still exploring my options. There's still two more examinable semesters and attachment to go. Hopefully, by then, I would be able to give myself an answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2095680480069676260?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2095680480069676260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2095680480069676260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2095680480069676260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2095680480069676260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/right-path.html' title='The Right Path?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-9063047693750673380</id><published>2008-10-07T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:08:14.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(hole) in my pocket.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I did catching up with friends and I'm terribly sorry if I pangseh-ed anyone along the way. My time management is really terrible. VERY VERY BAD. I think I need to retake Life Management Skills despite scoring AD for it. I must say that I don't really apply what I've learnt to my life. Bad student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Saturday, I had BA GOAL meeting. It was nice to meet all my loved ones. Been a long time since I met them. Especially when most of them are on attachment. Somehow, next semester, when I head back to school, it won't feel the same anymore cause they are not around. All this time, they were the one who stood by me. I will miss you guys. And it sucks that you all are spending your last semester on attachment. :( Don't forget me after graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to BBQ for the Shanghai Trip people. Had a lot of fun. Too bad, I had to head home early cause mom's been complaining that I'm never home and on top of that, they went visiting and I was not there. No use also. No money. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, slacked home. Enuf' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had meeting with my groupmates for Shanghai Trip. I was such a glutton cause it's my first out with them and I'm not fasting. So, you guessed it. I ATE A LOT. Damn glutton! After that, left meeting around 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Salleh cause he wanted to alter his pants. I did some cheeeaaaappp shopping. 1 skinny, 2 berms and 1 shirt. And then ate at KFC cause SALLEH was freaking hungry. Like machiam hungry ghost like that. So bo bian. Accompanied him. After that, cabbed back cause he belanja-ed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, heading out again for maybe somemore shopping. Till then, I will see you guys again! Maybe another update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIQUE OUTING ON THURSDAY! CAN'T WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-9063047693750673380?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/9063047693750673380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=9063047693750673380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9063047693750673380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9063047693750673380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/hole-in-my-pocket.html' title='(hole) in my pocket.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3943634665141910708</id><published>2008-10-03T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:03:04.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Raya, not Happy Raya.</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya was pretty much normal for me; or even too tiring for me to do anything. For the past one week, I have been having very little sleep cause I had to help my mother out with all the preparations and such. And amidst all that, I had a fall out with my sister cause she was breathing down my neck. It really was too eventful, to at least say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days before raya, I was helping my mom prepare all the meet. Getting rid of the fats and then cutting them up. Then, one day before, me and my sister had to wake up damn early to help her prepare other ingredients and cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, on the actually day, we had to serve the guests that came over. Tell me if that's not tiring. Honestly, having less than 5 hours of sleep each day is a torture. On top of that, I had to juggle doing my e-portfolio for the Shanghai trip whenever time permitted me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even watching tv was tiring for me and then going to sleep was hard cause my body was aching so much I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, I really don't get the celebrations. It's only tiring me out immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore, people are getting stingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY NEVER GIVE ME MONEY? TSK TSK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3943634665141910708?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3943634665141910708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3943634665141910708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3943634665141910708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3943634665141910708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiring-raya-not-happy-raya.html' title='Tiring Raya, not Happy Raya.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2407781993953680643</id><published>2008-10-01T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:21:21.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!</title><content type='html'>First of all, &lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/strong&gt; to all Muslims out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass by so quickly that I can't believe that I have fasted for 25 days (minus 5 days in Shanghai). No more waking up in the mornings! It's really tiring alright. Having to sleep at 12 then waking up at 4 to eat then sleeping again at 6. It's like the body clock works in such a weird manner and I feel more tired than ever. Worst thing was that these past few days, I barely had enough sleep cause I was rushing through my eportfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the next few days no time already. Wed hari raya, thursday working and friday is the deadline for eportfolio and here I am, finetuning it. I will sleep by 1am, I promise. Very tired. Today, the whole day was spent helping my mom cook. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't even know why. It's the same routine over and over again every raya. One day before raya, my family will be so busy preparing food for the first day. It's all because everyone visits here. AARGH! I dunno. This year raya wasn't exciting and I wish I didn't have to celebrate it. I pretty much rather go and hang out with my friends, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, alas. I can't. Anyhow, school's starting soon. Next week is last week of holidays. Please let me have memories of the holidays. Cause so far, there aren't any. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2407781993953680643?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2407781993953680643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2407781993953680643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2407781993953680643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2407781993953680643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4107086584207070477</id><published>2008-09-30T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:15:33.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOEEEEIIII, BNN and GSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SOJN_c2TVvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fjPW1UFZsNg/s1600-h/26092008040(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SOJN_c2TVvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fjPW1UFZsNg/s320/26092008040(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251845867938469618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if you were wondering what I was doing, read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yes, the long awaited Envoys post that everyone's been bugging me to blog about. It's been a long time since we met so when Shawn messaged us about having dinner at Seoul Garden, I was all up for it. However, many things happened along the way. We found the place too expensive and then changed it to Vivo, only to change it back to Seoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? We didn't eat at SEOUL. :( We ended up eating at Breeks. So wasted! Cause it's been ages since I last ate at seoul garden. While the rest were pretty happy about it, I wasn't. Well, never mind la. Cause at the end of the day, it's the company that matters. The food has to be nice also la but I ordered the right food. YINA didn't. Despite the fact that she originally had 10 bucks. And in the end, it was WEILIAN who didn't have enough money cause YINA went to reach into her Doraemon pockets and found money. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turnout was not bad. Got Celia, Weilian, Yina, Melvin, Terence, Sweesin, Shawn Ong and me from Brown Neh Nehs. Over at GSS side also got a lot but I lazy to list out. Went there with Salleh and Su Xin. The madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we didn't know where to go so I suggested arcade and they really went. Played games especially PARA PARA in which Mr Weilian failed after ONE STAGE. Loser right? I had to help him as shown in the first picture. Too bad. Had fun playing Bishi Bashi as well. Some of the others played pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then contemplated on going home but decided to play pool instead. Celia, Leonard and Shannon had played first so me, Salleh, Suxin and Shawn played too on a separate lane. All the "S"! HAHA. So fun. The results were as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Salleh&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Me&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Shawn&lt;br /&gt;4th - Su Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Me&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Salleh&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Shawn&lt;br /&gt;4th - Su Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Xin got pawned all the way. LOL. She wanted me to lose. SO BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after that, trained home. And guess what time it was? 1AM! Poor Salleh had to walk back home cause there were no more buses. HAHA. After that meal, you had to exercise la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, thanks BNN and GSS for the awesome time. Look forward to meeting you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Melvin, you're not hot and fat! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4107086584207070477?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4107086584207070477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4107086584207070477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4107086584207070477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4107086584207070477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/ooeeeeiiii-bnn-and-gss.html' title='OOEEEEIIII, BNN and GSS!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SOJN_c2TVvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fjPW1UFZsNg/s72-c/26092008040(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7528582800888842080</id><published>2008-09-28T05:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T05:11:11.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quizzes</title><content type='html'>Just ate and now about to sleep. But while waiting for the food to get digested, I got involved in some random quizzes cause I need something to fill my time with. So, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I still remember that I owe you the envoys outing post. Hold on alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Good Karma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsyourkarmaquiz/good-karma.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you like to do the right thing when it comes to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caring personality really shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you have your moments of weakness - and occasionally act out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, all in all, you're karma is good... even with those few dark spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourkarmaquiz/"&gt;How's Your Karma?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love is Based on Passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatisyourlovebasedonquiz/passion.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in love, you're brimming with emotions and desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love can be a crazy frenzy - but somehow it all makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the most important thing to you. You are capable of doing anything for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This makes you very lovable... but also a little scary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your love can last: You've got the true attraction, bond, and euphoria to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your love can fail: Love isn't something you really think through. Your roller coaster relationships sometimes end on a terrifying note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovebasedonquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Love Based On?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Closer to Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouclosertoyourfriendsorfamilyquiz/ff-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your family is there for you at times, but you really rely on your friends for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends understand you, accept you, and love you in a way your family doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are also incredibly fun to be around. Your friendships are your most satisfying relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you're so close to your friends, you may consider some of them to be honorary family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouclosertoyourfriendsorfamilyquiz/"&gt;Are You Closer to Your Friends or Your Family?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Interpersonal Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/interpersonal.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shine in your ability to relate to and understand others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good at seeing others' points of view, you get how people think and feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an uncanny ability to sense true feelings, intentions, and motivations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A natural born leader, you are great at teaching and mediating conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good counselor, salesperson, politician, or business person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Life Blogger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/life-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it happens, you blog it. And you make it as entertaining as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be guilty of over-sharing a bit on your blog, but you can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is truly an open book. Or in this case, an open blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Little Anal Retentive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanalretentivequiz/retentive-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you're occasionally uptight,  but it's not like you fill your day with little OCD rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just like to exercise a little control over your life, and that's usually a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you limit your anal retentive ways to your own behavior, you're not annoying anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, most people are exactly like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanalretentivequiz/"&gt;Are You Anal Retentive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Sometimes Don't Get Enough Sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyougetenoughsleepquiz/sleep-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often more tired than you'd like, and you're probably not getting enough quality sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping a little more could make you a lot more energetic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try having a bedtime, keep your bedroom cool, and only eat fruit before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyougetenoughsleepquiz/"&gt;Do You Get Enough Sleep?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time, go and check out these quizzes. :) Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7528582800888842080?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7528582800888842080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7528582800888842080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7528582800888842080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7528582800888842080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-quizzes.html' title='Random Quizzes'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6330750002583312319</id><published>2008-09-25T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:56:55.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and Popeyes</title><content type='html'>OOOH. So long since I blogged but don't count on a long entry cause the whole day was spent doing e-portfolio and I'm not even halfway done. Bummer right? I feel so tired right now and I can't sleep cause it's one hour before I need to eat. But never mind, only left 3 days to fast. Quite fast right? No pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, last Tuesday, I got an offer to work. Charlyn got some lobang and she asked me on MSN on Monday. She thought I would say no but I wouldn't say no to money at this point of time cause I'm freaking broke right now. Please, I can't count on hari raya money cause I'm way past my prime for that. So, I roped in Salleh and Dennis as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day out with them. Met up with Shanghai gang first and I didn't know Dennis was going to be there cause I thought it was going to be our group meeting. Turns out that they planned to go out with the other peeps later on. So, I slacked and discussed our project at TCC Raffles Place before I proceeded with Dennis to Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did we go there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I WAS CRAVING FOR POPEYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, we agreed to meet at Changi Airport T3. It was madness, I tell you. LONNNNGGG QUUUEEEEUUEEE. And like ugly Singaporeans, we decided to quickly book seats. I felt pretty unglam please. But thanks to one dude, he saw me and offered us seats because he was leaving. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salleh was mad! He wanted to order the 4pc meal. Crazy. Even I won't order that please. So, he ordered his 3pc meal with his 100 BUCKS separately away from us cause he was afraid that he had to belanja us. What a scrooge! Me, Dennis and Charlyn ordered 2pc meal each and then on top of that, we ordered a large whipped potato and 6 biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the showdown began between.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALLEH AND ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SN6AjcIdN5I/AAAAAAAAATs/TmJXm-8N36Q/s1600-h/vs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SN6AjcIdN5I/AAAAAAAAATs/TmJXm-8N36Q/s320/vs.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250775561896015762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I won. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was done, we all had bloated stomachs! No kidding. Then, we proceeded to IKEA Tampines to get IKEA hotdogs. Well, only me and Dennis got it. I finished mine, Salleh helped Dennis to finish it. On top of that, I drank! HAHA. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my stomach feeling damn heavy, we headed to work at GIANT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad la. I sweat a lot with Dennis, had to eat breakfast at two, do a lot of saikang and at the end of the day earn 45 bucks. Not too bad. The only thing that got to me was the existence of MATS! OH MY FUCKING GOD. Those who like never fast and smoke and do everything bad. Sigh. But never mind, I survived in their environment and we (Salleh and I) have decided to label ourselves SEMAT (SMART MATS!) LOL! When I got back home, I was dead beat and slept all the way till 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, more money making sessions this coming week and tomorrow, if I'm not lazy, I shall update about my envoys outing. Till then, XOXO people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6330750002583312319?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6330750002583312319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6330750002583312319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6330750002583312319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6330750002583312319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-and-popeyes.html' title='Work and Popeyes'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SN6AjcIdN5I/AAAAAAAAATs/TmJXm-8N36Q/s72-c/vs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3565499093960777115</id><published>2008-09-24T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:11:32.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 to 4 - Shanghai Trip</title><content type='html'>I don't really remember the places that we went but for day 2 right up to day 3, we went for company visits. Allied Group, CapitaLand, OCBC, SIIC and Shanghai University. Nothing much to blog about it except that I learnt quite a fair deal. Not really that much but enough to satisfy my craving for everything that I needed to know. On top of that, I guess it was quite a privilege to be in the minority there cause I get offers to do overseas attachment already! Kinda contemplating about it now. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, pictures speaks of a thousand words. So, let the pictures do all talking. Now, I know you would want to see more pictures of the attractions right? But I haven't got them yet. So, need to wait lor. All the following pictures are group pictures at the various locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmcQSdq3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/jYMhcGcS9IQ/s1600-h/IMG_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmcQSdq3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/jYMhcGcS9IQ/s320/IMG_0309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620951248513906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmdFKsxCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7iOYbOUubKo/s1600-h/IMG_0964_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmdFKsxCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7iOYbOUubKo/s320/IMG_0964_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620965443028002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmdUZD-FI/AAAAAAAAAIw/x2D0fEy0nRE/s1600-h/IMG_1174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmdUZD-FI/AAAAAAAAAIw/x2D0fEy0nRE/s320/IMG_1174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620969529800786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmdtGA1fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CxyAwgY9kC8/s1600-h/IMG_1361_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmdtGA1fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CxyAwgY9kC8/s320/IMG_1361_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620976160790002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmeLcUVZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cnZCeazmY1o/s1600-h/IMG_9637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmeLcUVZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cnZCeazmY1o/s320/IMG_9637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249620984307406226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3565499093960777115?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3565499093960777115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3565499093960777115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3565499093960777115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3565499093960777115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-2-to-4-shanghai-trip.html' title='Day 2 to 4 - Shanghai Trip'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNpmcQSdq3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/jYMhcGcS9IQ/s72-c/IMG_0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7001651156707557034</id><published>2008-09-24T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:54:59.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Shanghai Trip</title><content type='html'>Oh yes! I'm finally back to blogging. There's so many things that had happened recently, so I guess I kinda owed you guys a lot of explanations eh? Alright, since I'm about to get back to my blogging mood, you guys would just have to hold on to your horses eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I'm going to blog about the first day of my shanghai trip. Yes, as you all can imagine, the day was pretty much an intense one cause it was results day and you can only imagine the collusion of all the butterflies in my stomach couldn't get any worse. But how did I do? Alright, I guess. As expected. So if you want to know my results, ask me. It wouldn't hurt to do so eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. And I got A for my A Maths! Wootness to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep the night before. Mom said I was excited about the trip and results. Hell no? I was numbed to the feelings for both. I was kinda calmed about results and the trip didn't excite me as it should. So, tossed in bed for a while and then go to the point whereby I gave up and just surfed net. Got ready at around 4 plus and then went out of home at 5am. Mom was complaining that I was dilly dallying. MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached airport at around 5:45AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the plane about 8AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached at around 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Oriental Pearl Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at this awesome restaurant cause it was a ship. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bund and the city lights at nights were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on the cruise ship. Awesomeness. Cause the wind was simply cold and the scenery was breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, waiting for more pictures on my side but here's the group. Loves them loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNoOSFQjOLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hCglxgmckPs/s1600-h/IMG_1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNoOSFQjOLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hCglxgmckPs/s320/IMG_1642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249524019465762994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's nothing much but I promise I will upload the photos asap as soon as I've got them. :) Stay tuned for day two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7001651156707557034?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7001651156707557034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7001651156707557034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7001651156707557034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7001651156707557034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-1-shanghai-trip.html' title='Day 1 - Shanghai Trip'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SNoOSFQjOLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hCglxgmckPs/s72-c/IMG_1642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-9203560822324039072</id><published>2008-09-14T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:58:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the hiatus, but it's not gonna stop for now.</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. I owe everyone of you a lot of things. However, these past few days, I have been feeling tired and whatnot so I promise I will blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I come back from Shanghai! I will be away from 15th - 19th September cause I will be on a study trip with school. And yes, I know, results is out tomorrow. With that, good luck to all of you and yes, see you when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-9203560822324039072?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/9203560822324039072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=9203560822324039072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9203560822324039072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9203560822324039072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry-for-hiatus-but-its-not-gonna-stop.html' title='Sorry for the hiatus, but it&apos;s not gonna stop for now.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1313179537951624846</id><published>2008-09-08T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:30:51.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School logo? Then you're not a customer.</title><content type='html'>Hello, world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been days since I last blogged and I know some of you had been snooping around my blog, hoping that somehow an update will happen. And ta-dah! Here it is. Anyhow, sorry for not been blogging for the past two weeks or so. I've been tired. Been working for a while and yesterday's was officially the last day. Yes, I counted - only 8 days of work but that's more that I could bargain for. Would have liked to stay longer but I was too bummed out. The work seriously tires me out big time so good bye job, and hello social life yet again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yes, some of the people I know have been expecting this entry cause I'm seriously effed up pissed off with an issue that's been boiling inside my head for quite sometime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, BA GOAL went to Toa Payoh Hub to assist the kids from the Children's Society cause they were participating in the SMRT drawing competition. The company's lovely cause we had new volunteers and the kids were insanely fun. I was frantic for a moment cause I couldn't find Benjamin but hold and behold, he was there! Hiding behind his hoodie and I was sooooooooo damn happy that he recognised me. And of course, he was still my kid of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad though. We were only able to have the company for about two to three hours. Very short period of time but never mind, there's still the three day event that we are planning for them. Hopefully he's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course, after the event, we didn't want to head back. Only Ah Soh did cause she needed to go shopping. For what? Formal clothes for attachment. Cause all the remaining year threes had to embark on their attachment life - which translates to their last semester in school already. I'm like so jealous. Never mind, after this upcoming semester, I'm gonna be a third year already. Time pass quickly, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the rest of us - Toh Toh, Liu Hock, Suxin, Rebacca and Sheila headed out. We didn't even know where we wanted to go. Watch movie? Expensive? Go Changi Airport? Rebacca suddenly said she got something on. Then go Esplanade? Too boring? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we headed to Dhoby Ghaut despite Toh Toh's persistence plead that she has been there for three times already. LOL. Hence, we headed there and then proceeded to the arcade at Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE IT WAS, THE SIGNAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Students who are wearing their school uniform will not be allowed to be in the premises.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the others and I were laughing it all. It was a Sunday and we are polytechnic students. But we were still wearing school uniform cause it was BA GOAL shirt which was bright orange and the logo of ngee ann was there. Well, we had to feel proud of it what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all passed the games area one by one till one staff stopped Suxin and Sheila and told them that they are allowed in there cause they were wearing school uniform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly went o.O, -- and finally _|_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't take it. I went up to the crew (let's just call him a retard) and this was our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm, may I question you as to why we are not allowed to be here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard: Sorry, it's the rules, if you are wearing school uniform, you are not allowed in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But we are poly students and it's a Sunday. This is not even a school uniform but a CCA shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard: Sorry, but it comes with the school logo, then it's school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But isn't that discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard: Don't get me wrong Sir, I'm not trying to be &lt;strong&gt;racist&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? Since when I said anything about being racist, my other five friends are chinese. I was talking about discrimination about us not being able to play when we are wearing just cca shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard: It's the rule. If you are caught here, it will reflect bad on both parties. Your school's reputation will be tarnished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I think he's useless. I think he needs an education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what way would our presence in the arcade be tarnishing our school's reputation? We are not hooligans and we do not intend to create trouble. All we wanted to do was play the games. Was it wrong? It was a SUNDAY and our exams are over. We are well over 18 and we deserve every right to be there. Just because we wear our shirt with school logo and we are immediately blacklisted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, keep it real. If I had gone to KFC, McDonalds or bowling alleys, they would be welcoming us with open arms cause we bring a lot of revenue to their outlets. But not at arcades? What's the difference now? It's ironic cause there were a lot of younger peeps inside the arcade and the reason why they are allowed in is because they are wearing home clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely the wrong teaching. The crew said that we can go in if we change out of our shirts. Atrocious. If every secondary kid out there does that everytime they want to go arcade, I will be worried about them. Cause they are doing it on the sly. They have to act and behave like criminals just because they want a chance to probably unwind. In the past, going to arcades was a no-no but nowadays, I see even parents bringing their kids there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does going arcade equate being bad? No. I don't think so. It's all based on our environment, not a place we stay in for a mere hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be some changes implemented cause this stupid rule is totally not valid. Whatever, I'm boycotting that arcade anyways from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1313179537951624846?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1313179537951624846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1313179537951624846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1313179537951624846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1313179537951624846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-logo-then-youre-not-customer.html' title='School logo? Then you&apos;re not a customer.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6757865164445568651</id><published>2008-08-28T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:44:54.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GCE 'O' levels Hokkien Examination</title><content type='html'>Saw this on a thread from &lt;strong&gt;Polytalks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GSCE 'O' Levels &lt;br /&gt;Hokkien Exam Paper &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the passage carefully &lt;br /&gt;2. Grade yourself with the grading system at the end of the passage after reading. &lt;br /&gt;3. Not that difficult, chin chai do lah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section A: Orrler Exeminetion (60 marks) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;Singalella why become rich ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Koo zhar wu chee ay char bor kia, Singalella. &lt;br /&gt;She got two sisters, but the stepmarder and the sisters all damn kuai-lan, so she quite zhia-lat oso. &lt;br /&gt;Last time Singalella got own maid, but now she become the amah. &lt;br /&gt;Everyday must cook lah, clean lah, simi sai mah bao-kah-liao. &lt;br /&gt;If her sister say liak kar zhuak, she liak. &lt;br /&gt;Tak jit zho kah tau-hin. &lt;br /&gt;CPF poon boh. &lt;br /&gt;But then, kay piak eh ah-pek got one son call Ah Ming got party. &lt;br /&gt;So he say, 'oeh, long chong lai ah.' &lt;br /&gt;Singalella very happy because she never go party before but then her step-marder say, 'Lee Mana eh-sai kee, this one bahru lu eh sisters wu standard.' &lt;br /&gt;Then Singalella must zho sui-sui for her sisters and step-marder. &lt;br /&gt;Tap pai how, buay zhia, buay koon and buay pang-sai. &lt;br /&gt;That night she only can wave bye bye and then she go back to the kitchen and cook Maggi mee. &lt;br /&gt;Her neighbour came over and ask, 'Eh, an-zhua lu boh kee party?' &lt;br /&gt;So Singaalella kong, 'I-wan, lau-bu kong buay-sai, so boh pian.' &lt;br /&gt;She never expect but the neighbour say, 'Aiyah, kee lah, I give you money.'&lt;br /&gt;So singalella brush teef and zhang-zhui, chen-kor, after that look very different.&lt;br /&gt;She quickly run to opposite of the beh-chia-lor, already 11 o'clock. &lt;br /&gt;At the party, Ah Ming also quite sian because the char bor all boh sui one. &lt;br /&gt;Dance floor even got one ah pek dancing. &lt;br /&gt;Just as Ah Ming told himself, 'Aiyah see-pay zhia-lat', Singalella came in. &lt;br /&gt;Ah Ming straight away lau nuar. &lt;br /&gt;'Wah-lau eh, see-pay heng ah, chee kor buay pai.' &lt;br /&gt;Ah Ming say to Singalella, 'eh, sui eh, wah ai kah lee zho flen!' &lt;br /&gt;Singalella say ok but Ah Ming like octopus, touch here touch there. &lt;br /&gt;But then just it was 12 o'clock, one ah pek die on the dance floor. &lt;br /&gt;He become ghost and tell Singalella all the good 4D number. &lt;br /&gt;So after that Singalella quickly go and buy 4D, and then tiok tau-pio, zhit-pak ban.&lt;br /&gt;So she pay back the kay-piak eh lau-kay-poh and then kah kee cho sen-lee. &lt;br /&gt;Simi kuan eh sen-lee wah mana eh zhai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section B: Grades - Gauge Your command of Hokkien.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1. Can understand the story and pronounce Hokkien correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Hokkien eh sai, bo beh zao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A2. Can understand half story and/or cannot pronounce Hokkien properly.&lt;br /&gt;zhia lat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E8. Don't understand story and/or catch no ball. &lt;br /&gt;leow leow, mai ka lang kong you is Hokkien Singabolean &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F9. Don't understand rating. &lt;br /&gt;kee see lah, wah mana eh zhai lee kong simi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6757865164445568651?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6757865164445568651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6757865164445568651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6757865164445568651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6757865164445568651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/gce-o-levels-hokkien-examination.html' title='GCE &apos;O&apos; levels Hokkien Examination'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1583299211004026818</id><published>2008-08-27T22:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:14:02.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fated To Love You</title><content type='html'>The only thing that keeps me sane nowadays is tv shows! Yes, I have been rotting at home and doing nothing but watch tv shows. Everyday, I end up sleeping at 6am and then waking up at around 1pm. I'm such a sloth eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's sharing my latest obsession, "Fated to love you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SLVfC2x_IEI/AAAAAAAAAII/MRgDNk0Ek3A/s1600-h/fatedtoloveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SLVfC2x_IEI/AAAAAAAAAII/MRgDNk0Ek3A/s320/fatedtoloveyou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239198244184989762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A really unfashionable working class girl Chen Xin Yi has the desire to tie down her handsome boyfriend to be with her. Due to certain reasons, her boyfriend gets her to go on a love cruise and she started to ponder on how to lose her virginity and tie down her boyfriend. Xin Yi ended up taking cold medicine which made her drowsy and went into Ji Cun Xi's room. Cun Xi is the sole male heir to his family's company and has been in love with his girlfriend, Anna, for a long time. He planned to propose to Anna on the boat but she didn't turn up on the cruise. An islander of Jiang Mu Island added drugs into Cun Xi's drink and Cun Xi became disorientated and returned to his own room. Xin Yi and Cun Xi end up having a one night stand. Xin Yi later finds out that she's pregnant and Cun Xi's grandmother forces them to get married. Will a couple forced to marry for the sake of their unborn child find love with each other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of my peers have been watching this show like forever but I had to wait till school was out before I could actually sit down and enjoy the flow of this Taiwanese drama. Trust me, this is a very good show. Many times at night, I find myself crying because the storyline is simply touching. Don't believe me, watch the show for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings back to life itself. All of us longs for someone to love and of course, many of us would even complain that we could never find that special somehow. Sometimes, watching all these love stories unfolding in dramas takes a stab at you, don't they? I wonder when will fate cross my life and bestow on me the love of my life. Should I pray that it will happen now or should I let nature takes it course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that life is indeed unpredictable. We never would know what will happen next. For the better or worse, we will not know till we end up on that period of time. There was a point of time whereby I said that I wouldn't care about love and moments later, I would be asking why I was still single. Maybe because I'm picky. Yes, I think that I'm pretty choosy when it comes to relationships. Sure, I may not be the Prince Charming but I believe that nowadays, there's more to it than meets the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I care? Should I worry? Afterall, I'm not intending to get married anytime soon. And by that, not in a decade. I have been cooping myself in the realm of a student while many others that I know are already married or settling in their full time career. Did I take a longer route to get to where I want to be? Did I miss out on any shortcuts? Or rather, did I take the wrong route to success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, one thing's for sure. I will make sure I will get to my destination even if it will take me many years to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, or without love, my life will go on, I guess. I'm pretty sure there's always somebody for someone. God has decreed who we will end up with so no matter what happens, we will find ou love one day. Who knows, my fate to love someone could come soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. You should really watch "Fated to love you." The link to the show is &lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/fated-to-love-you/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1583299211004026818?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1583299211004026818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1583299211004026818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1583299211004026818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1583299211004026818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/fated-to-love-you.html' title='Fated To Love You'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SLVfC2x_IEI/AAAAAAAAAII/MRgDNk0Ek3A/s72-c/fatedtoloveyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1356133995882623844</id><published>2008-08-25T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:39:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are not fun at all.</title><content type='html'>Another day has passed yet again but still I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today headed out with Wenjie and Joel to catch the movie, "MURDER OF THE INUGAMI CLAN". Didn't know what to expect from the movie but it got rated 4 stars out of five. Overall, it was a pretty good movie. It was slow in the beginning and there were vague parts but I think I enjoyed it on the whole. Reminded me of the "Files of Young Kindaichi" series. Here's the synopsis and the trailer of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the wealthy Inugami patriarch dies leaving a huge estate, their lawyer hires detective Kindaichi as a series of mysterious murders befalls the family - from attempted drownings, poisonings, to beheadings. A web of deceit, adultery and greed is revealed as the family gathers for the reading of the will, and the race for the inheritance turns even deadlier. The film is based on the bestselling novel by Seishi Yokomizo, which has been made into three films and five TV series. This is also the final film in the prolific career of Japanese film director Kon Ichikawa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f1k6JPmNYp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f1k6JPmNYp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, headed to Recruit Express. Saw Xenia and Kiewu there as well. Got an offer for cashier at Singapore Expo but me and Joel kinda decided that we might not be going for it afterall cause it only pays you 5 bucks an hour and somemore so far. I think I will head for somewhere closer to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are not fun at all. I'm sure many of my friends will agree cause there's nothing to do. And yesterday marked the end of the Olympics. This is so saddening. The highlights of the Olympics which are the gymnastics and swimming all ended pretty early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind. I found a new love in Thomas Daley. I will be looking out for him during the diving events at London 2012. 4 more years will come by pretty fast and I can't wait for Singapore to kick some more ass then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SLKZonYD-lI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q6t8ayv3ij0/s1600-h/thomasdaley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SLKZonYD-lI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q6t8ayv3ij0/s320/thomasdaley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238418239629032018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Robert "Tom" Daley (born 21 May 1994 in Plymouth, England) is an English diver, who specialises in the 10 metre platform event. He started diving at the age of seven, and is a member of Plymouth Diving Club. He has made an impact in national and international competition at an early age. He represented Great Britain at the 2008 Summer Olympics, where he was Britain's youngest competitor, the youngest competitor of any nationality outside of the sport of swimming, and the youngest to participate in a final. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February 2008, he was ranked 19th in the FINA Diving World Rankings men's 10-metre platform category due to not participating in recent FINA Grand Prix meetings, but has risen to 4th in the same as of August 2008, due to his strong performance at the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SIAN LAH. Why Olympics didn't start only this week? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1356133995882623844?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1356133995882623844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1356133995882623844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1356133995882623844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/1356133995882623844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/holidays-are-not-fun-at-all.html' title='Holidays are not fun at all.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SLKZonYD-lI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q6t8ayv3ij0/s72-c/thomasdaley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-223491055524935368</id><published>2008-08-24T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:40:02.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dart Test</title><content type='html'>I'm not a Christian or anything but the following moved me to tears. Read it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THIS IS A POWERFUL MESSAGE. PLEASE READ ALL OF IT. I AM PASSING IT ON BECAUSE I AM CERTAINLY NOT ASHAMED TO DO SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dart Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young lady named Sally, relates an experience she had in a seminary class, given by her teacher, Dr. Smith . She says that Dr. Smith was known for his elaborate object lessons. One particular day, Sally walked into the seminary and knew they were in for a fun day. On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. Dr. Smith told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person's picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally's friend drew a picture of who had stolen her boyfriend. Another friend drew a picture of his little brother. Sally drew a picture of a former friend, putting a great deal of detail into her drawing, even drawing pimples on the face. Sally was pleased with the overall effect she had achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class lined up and began throwing darts. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her turn, and was filled with disappointment when Dr. Smith , because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sally sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn't have a chance to throw any darts at her target. Dr. Smith began removing the target from the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus. A hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged marks covered His face and His eyes were pierced. Dr. Smith said only these words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me .' Matthew 25:40. No other words were necessary; the tears filled eyes of the students focused only on the picture of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an easy test; you score 100 or zero . It's your choice. If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, ' If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you, before My Father.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not ashamed... pass this on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Isn't it funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says. Or is it scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can say ' I believe in God ' but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also 'believes' in God ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and! they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord , people think twice about sharing . Isn't it funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the school and workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week. Are you laughing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will YOU pass this on? ... I just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-223491055524935368?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/223491055524935368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=223491055524935368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/223491055524935368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/223491055524935368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/dart-test.html' title='Dart Test'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7413743100507129309</id><published>2008-08-24T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:38:30.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration; Anticipation.</title><content type='html'>It's been *counts* around 6 days since the exams ended. But somehow, I'm not feeling happy or excited that the semester has come to an end. Many other people around me have been celebrating; going out and enjoying their holidays away. As for me, I don't even have the urge to go out at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? I don't quite understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 more days till results day. Maybe that's what keeping me from celebrating. While many people will say that it's over and done with, I beg to differ. For me, sure the hurdle is over but I believe that the race to the end hasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you think that I'm grades crazy, I am. I'm sure many other people in my course are too. But I guess, we all express it in various ways. I blog and talk about it with my close friends while others prefer to keep their composure till the end. I dunno. For the last two semesters, it has been like this. No excitement, just anxiety every single waking day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that celebrations should come after results day. But I'm pretty sure it won't be the same for my friends. Some would cry over their results while some would act nonchalant regardless of the outcome. As for me, I would like to cry, but not for reasons that I had failed, but rather tears of enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every semester that passes by, marks a close to the end of my polytechnic life. Three more semesters to go and time will pass by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering, when would you celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of exams or when the results are out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know. You can remain to stay anonymous if needed. But I want to know what many other people out there feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7413743100507129309?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7413743100507129309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7413743100507129309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7413743100507129309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7413743100507129309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebration-anticipation.html' title='Celebration; Anticipation.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4689852947847503377</id><published>2008-08-23T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:32:18.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Hazards.</title><content type='html'>Going out can be a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example today, it rained just as I was about to go out to meet my sister. And when it rains, it dampens the mood. Add on top the fact that I was already late and I had to send something else to my another sister. Make that super late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the government provided pedestrian walkways so that in times of rain, it will facilitate our walk against the mud. Or for families, for the elderly and the kids to walk without hurting themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I feel like the walkways are taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this is a pressing issue, it just doesn't get solved. No one could do about it. The problem I'm talking about is cyclists who utilises the walkway for their convenience at OUR inconvenience. I'm seriously pissed off. While I was battling to keep the rain away, I had to fight against all these cyclists who act as if we owe them a living or are stepping into their territory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, honestly. Isn't the walkway for us? They should not use it for their own gain. If you want to cycle, then do it on the road. I don't care about your safety, I just care about mine. It just pisses me off to know that these people will scold you or even give the sarcastic look if you refuse to give them way or when you slowly react to their bells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough that we are tired from all the walking and still there are people who refuse to let us have the leisure of walking without any interruptions. ATROCIOUS! I really have no idea what to do. If I refuse to let them pass, am I in the wrong? I don't think so. Cause in the first place, they have to be considerate. Our safety is being compromised just because they think they are kings/queens of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another instance is when we needed to cross the traffic light. These people will be clogging the area and then using their bikes to move you away. Somemore, they expect you to give way to them when you need to rush against the traffic light timer. It's so dangerous bringing kids and elderly out cause these people just refuse to give way. Instead, with a rude tone, they give a "EXCUSE ME!". Yes, saying excuse me is supposedly having manners, but not when it's delivered in the wrong way. Asswipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder why such people exist in the first place. I don't mind them cycling; I just don't like them disturbing the walking pedestrians!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4689852947847503377?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4689852947847503377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4689852947847503377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4689852947847503377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4689852947847503377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/road-hazards.html' title='Road Hazards.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5459619239591279650</id><published>2008-08-22T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:18:57.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Mathematics!</title><content type='html'>Received this in the email and I was laughing so badly. Especially the last one; though that's not something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart man + smart woman = romance&lt;br /&gt;Smart man + dumb woman = affair&lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + smart woman = marriage&lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;______________________________  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFICE ARITHMETIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + smart employee = profit&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + dumb employee = production&lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion&lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING MATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.&lt;br /&gt;A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONGEVITY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROPENSITY TO CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, 'You're next.' They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5459619239591279650?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5459619239591279650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5459619239591279650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5459619239591279650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5459619239591279650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/interesting-mathematics.html' title='Interesting Mathematics!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7150412636875315394</id><published>2008-08-21T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:45:58.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4bia; my phobia for now.</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you but horror movies spooks me out. Honestly. Everytime I see it, I would get shivers down my spine and visions of them scares me a lot. Today, 4bia did its job yet again. It's fucking scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4BIA is a portmanteau horror flick consisting of 4 horror stories directed by 4 of Thailand’s most talented directors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first, directed by Yongyoot Thongkongtoon is titled “Happiness” but don’t let the title of the movie mislead you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tit For Tat” directed by Paween Purijitpanya (Body) gives a mystically dark and gruesome twist to the meaning of “an Eye for an Eye”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is “In The Middle” directed by Banjong Pisanthanakun (Shutter and Alone) and his teenage tale that totally walks off the Buddhist beaten path and on to a horrifyingly humorous escapade that may leave you laughing more than ‘shuttering’, excuse the pun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally “Last Fright” directed by Parkpoom Wongpoom (Shutter, Alone) is a psychological thriller that reminds all of us of the old adage "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” except if you are the ‘other’ woman on the receiving end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.moviexclusive.com/contest/4bia/contest.htm"&gt; - Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't spoil it for you guys but I dare say out of all the four, "Last Fright", scored the most points for me. Next would be "Happiness". The other two wasn't as scary as I would like to admit it. I guess the best thing was it started with a bang and accumulated the scare throughout before finishing it off. It was well done and indeed deserved all the box office hits thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole movie, Joel was covering his eyes. What a wuss! HAHA. He missed out on all the best parts and still dare to ask me, "What happpened huh?". For goodness sake, you are watching the movie with me. I think he wasted alot of his money but I give props to the directors for putting everything together. Very well done indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you don't believe me, go and catch this trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sy5YsWGYRoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sy5YsWGYRoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have yet to catch this, I would suggest you do so. But make sure you don't go with another "Joel". LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7150412636875315394?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7150412636875315394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7150412636875315394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7150412636875315394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7150412636875315394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/4bia-my-phobia-for-now.html' title='4bia; my phobia for now.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8773543520680078290</id><published>2008-08-20T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:46:16.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It sucks being a Singaporean Student.</title><content type='html'>After many hours of mugging, it finally came to a close. Yes, I used the words "hours" as opposed to "weeks" or "days" because I didn't think I put in enough effort for these exams. Even Charlyn said I slacked so much. :( This will simply translate in me not scoring well again for the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few chats with Joel and I find that chasing after the academic papers in Singapore is very hard. It's tiring and it drains you out completely. Sometimes, I feel ike giving up. In all, I have to endure six semesters in poly. And so far, I'm done with three. It's already halfway through the ordeal. I don't understand. Aren't JC kids supposed to be more stressed up? Why poly? It's so unfair. In my course itself, people are mugging like there's no tomorrow. So what do the others do? We have to ensure that we keep up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some people will say how ironic that sounded coming from me. 4 pointer? Is that hard for you? I mean, it's no surprise that almost everyone in school; including the first years, knows that I scored a gpa of 4.0 for my first semester. Do I feel good about it? In all, probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a top student is everyone's dream. But do you honestly think the one who's in those shoes feel the same? I remembered the day I got my results and almost in disbelief. It was possible to get 4.0 for engineering courses but to get 4.0 for business course, is almost rare. Plus, if you are in Accountancy, getting a 4.0 is a huge deal. Not impossible, but very satisfying. Yes, talking about the day I got my results, I was speechless. I knew I worked hard but I didn't think I was going to do that well. Naturally, on that day, everyone was asking for each other's results. Some ended up in tears; for two reasons. Either tears of happiness or sadness. As for me, I didn't know. I teared, alright and it was fasting month. It's almost like a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then second sem, I fall short. Of course, everyone was expecting me to get stellar grades; even my tutors did but I fell short and ended up pretty disappointed. However, I'm still blessed to retain in the Director's List - awarded to the top 10% in the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I find that my life now in terms of academics to be a blessed one. But in terms of friendship, I find myself a major disappointment. Am I a failure in that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel once said that it was very unfair that the school gives opportunities to top students. I disagreed cause I believe that it depends on the opportunity. If you happen to be there, then there's a possibility that you can get it. I must say that I have become infamous ever since fellow schoolmates got wind of my results. Coming from ITE and doing exceptionally well, I still managed to do it. But hey, it's not like I haven't faced disappointments before. Despite coming from Express stream in secondary school, I chose not to study. Maybe if I had just worked harder, I might have just made it. Even to JC. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty disturbing really. When you find out from your friends that their friends whom you don't know, knows you. It scares the shit outta you because they know you because of your grades or they know you because you're involved in every single event in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's a good thing or not. But I wouldn't want to change it at all. I study because I need to in order to go to uni and not because I wanted all this glamour. People can talk whatever they want cause at the end of the day, I work for my grades and not count on them. I'm sick of people talking about me just because they find me a great example when they talk about grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the education in system really taxing us out? We, poly students have to slog so much just to uni and while the places offered have increased, it's still not enough. Sometimes, I find that academics have caused a lot of drifts and unhappiness between friends cause we are constantly making comparisons; unknowingly or not. Is this system ever gonna change? I doubt so. I think in the many years to come, our kids would still be going through this paper chase just like we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be a Singaporean student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell me to migrate. Cause that's not even a solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8773543520680078290?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8773543520680078290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8773543520680078290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8773543520680078290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8773543520680078290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-sucks-being-singaporean-student.html' title='It sucks being a Singaporean Student.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-754119481816281326</id><published>2008-08-17T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:39:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any job for a man is not a job for me.</title><content type='html'>I slept late yesterday. Why? I wished it was due to the fact that I was mugging. Yes, I really do cause I have a freaking exam on Tuesday and I have like 11 chapters to study for it. To date, I have only briefly read through 4 chapters. That's not enough to get me an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY did Singapore have such a miserable education system?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the cream of the crop manages to get places in our local university while the rest have no choice but to seek solace in other countries. Here I am, trying hard to maintain my GPA, hoping that when I graduate, I'm able to further my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a mugger per se but I loved my ability to be able to mug at the very last minute; which goes back to my Audit paper which I only had one day to study for. I really hope I can get an A for that. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to topic, I didn't study. Instead, I got engrossed in watching the Olympics. It was showing gymnastics and diving. So, I got hooked. I swear I was falling asleep but I continued on watching cause my laptop was downloading updates. What to do? If you're a porn addict like I am, you have to keep ensuring that the system gets updated so that your system will not lag after you had enjoyed your moments of pleasure alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that, I woke up late today. At around 2pm. Checked my hp inbox and I got like ten messages and two missed calls. I'm really really sorry people. I was really dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis then asked me to accompany her to buy paint for the house. I followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now do I realise that getting paint is such a chore and how paint shops are getting to be more scarce nowadays. Really! I'm not lying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Marsiling first and then realised that the shop closes at 1pm every Sundays. So, we decided to try the market area which is around 15 minutes away. Again, same thing happened. Finally, after an half an hour journey to Triple 8 Plaza; which was about 10 minutes away from home. Finally, there's a shop. But, sian, only got one colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly feel like slapping myself. We headed out from home around 3 plus and spent two hours just finding paint. :( So tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm nursing my aching feet due to the excessive walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with Su Xin just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, where to buy paint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Xin: Paint ah? Buy at popular lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *wonders* Popular got sell paint to paint the house meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su Xin: Oh, I thought the art and craft one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIYO. If I had to use poster colour, I think it will take me a few months to get the whole house painted. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, being a business student, I'm pretty much alienated to these terms. Like paint brush, thinner, and all. I was telling my sister that I only know about stock exchange, inflation rate, GST, revenue and expenses. All these things are for the OTHER people, not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, at the end of the day, concludes that whatever man related stuff is so not for me. Really. Let me take those apron and take the role of your housewife instead. I think I can cook and do the housework better than I can drill holes and paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm figuring a job change prospect now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOUSE HUSBAND CAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-754119481816281326?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/754119481816281326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=754119481816281326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/754119481816281326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/754119481816281326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/any-job-for-man-is-not-job-for-me.html' title='Any job for a man is not a job for me.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6414568142240782165</id><published>2008-08-17T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:11:55.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to not self nang.</title><content type='html'>One of the very complaints that have been going around is how we never meant to nang our own posts but because it was done accidentally. And yes, we all use this reason to tell Tiuniasing that we never meant to do so but still he dang your post. Sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that there are three ways not to nang yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On the title, you can right click on your mouse and &lt;b&gt;Open in new tab&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Open in new window.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gLdJe-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3bVO8Cr2To/s1600-h/nang1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235363651393256418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gLdJe-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3bVO8Cr2To/s320/nang1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It will then straight away redirect you to the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gcPNhLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8PtKSShwRW0/s1600-h/nang1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235363655898203314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gcPNhLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8PtKSShwRW0/s320/nang1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. OR. On the comments link, you can choose to do the right click on your mouse and &lt;b&gt;Open in new tab&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Open in new window&lt;/b&gt; method or &lt;b&gt;just click on the link.&lt;/b&gt; Both ways won't nang you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gT38OXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/drFAyIeZqsc/s1600-h/nang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235363653653117298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gT38OXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/drFAyIeZqsc/s320/nang2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It will bring you to the Innit page for your post. If you want to preview it, just right click on your mouse and &lt;b&gt;Open in new tab&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Open in new window.&lt;/b&gt; If you want to nang it, then return back to the page to nang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_ggF8dyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xdHxMO-jP5E/s1600-h/nang2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235363656933078818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_ggF8dyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xdHxMO-jP5E/s320/nang2-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as simple as that. And the best thing now is that you won't offend anyone cause you are no longer self nanging. No more excuse right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6414568142240782165?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6414568142240782165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6414568142240782165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6414568142240782165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6414568142240782165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-not-self-nang.html' title='How to not self nang.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKe_gLdJe-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3bVO8Cr2To/s72-c/nang1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-80578529942805373</id><published>2008-08-16T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:16:52.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea GAYS vs China GAYS</title><content type='html'>Received this in an email and I have no comments. LOL. But the hot ones are hot and the not-so hot ones are fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the Korean ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstn5y--I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uOH_IQMM-jo/s1600-h/k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstn5y--I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uOH_IQMM-jo/s320/k1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235131885414448098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstsdg3PI/AAAAAAAAAHI/k7Zvm1b92yU/s1600-h/k2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstsdg3PI/AAAAAAAAAHI/k7Zvm1b92yU/s320/k2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235131886637997298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbst73l0LI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/P1SRwuEjY20/s1600-h/k3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbst73l0LI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/P1SRwuEjY20/s320/k3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235131890773905586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbs4cE5G8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/x5iAHBVmLZU/s1600-h/k4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbs4cE5G8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/x5iAHBVmLZU/s320/k4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235132071218322370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the China ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstbHkt6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/wsyaIVqd4ZM/s1600-h/c2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstbHkt6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/wsyaIVqd4ZM/s320/c2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235131881982572450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstVeFtWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/C39HMKWvThM/s1600-h/c4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstVeFtWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/C39HMKWvThM/s320/c4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235131880466396514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbr2lCklfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/LATMHUBqmZk/s1600-h/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbr2lCklfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/LATMHUBqmZk/s320/c1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130939753141746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how? Go Korea do sex change of course. Cause if go China, also no use cause the effect is as such. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-80578529942805373?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/80578529942805373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=80578529942805373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/80578529942805373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/80578529942805373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/korea-gays-vs-china-gays.html' title='Korea GAYS vs China GAYS'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKbstn5y--I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uOH_IQMM-jo/s72-c/k1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6288733162040061100</id><published>2008-08-16T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:09:29.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not made in Singapore, so what?</title><content type='html'>I just woke up from a 4 hour sleep earlier on. I'm dead beat. These past two days, I've been sleeping for 3 hours each day cause I was trying to cram last minute stuff into my head. That's the price to pay for not being consistent in your studies. But oh well, so far three papers down. A Maths, RFA and Auditing. I hope I get good grades for it. I can certainly hope, can't I? Next up, FIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, these past few days, the reason for my procrastination has been the Olympics. Yes, I can say that many of the other people out there having examinations face this problem as well. Who could resist? The intense competition amongst all these athletes battling it out to do their countries proud deserves a lot of admiration from yours truly. The months and years of training have certainly paid off for some of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, Michael Phelps. Everyone's talking about his quest for his gold medals. &lt;s&gt;I don't know how many he has won exactly.&lt;/s&gt; WAIT. He has gottten his seventh gold medal for the 100th Butterfly by 0.01 second over Serbia. The "hopefully" eighth medal is coming tomorrow. Hmm, looks like if you put your heart into it, you will get to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the recent week has been the talk of the town isn't it? I am talking about Li Jiawei, who was our flag bearer for this year's Olympics. Many have talked about how she dragged our national flag and blamed it on the fact that she's not really a true blue Singaporean. I was like WTF? Honestly, now, bite your tongues people. She's on her way to getting our very first gold medal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, all this discrimination has got to stop. Yes, she's not borned locally but that doesn't give us the right to attribute her dragging of the flag because she's not happy with being the flag bearer in her home country. She's representing Singapore at the end of the day, and if she wins, our country gets the accredition. Foreign players, so what? It doesn't mean that only Singapore born people can be called Singaporeans. If you are a resident here, you are a Singaporean. Honestly, this origin issue is irking me. We can't choose where we want to be born in. Many Singaporeans also ventured out of the country and found their calling elsewhere? Isn't that the same thing? But we don't see our PEOPLE complaining, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, I am proud of the Singapore team for going all out. The table tennis team has never failed me and I have been a fan of them since the very beginning. It really comes down to this point where we really have a dominant sport in table tennis. China borned or not, I personally don't care. They came here because they wanted to explore their sights and I welcome them to do that. If our own people are not capable or skilled enough, then we only have ourselves to blame, not these foreign talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, while we are supposed to be proud of our athletes, we can get jealous with their success as well. Why be jealous? Share their success. We may not have reached the success story yet but I'm pretty sure everyone of us are successful in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop discrimination and start embracing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6288733162040061100?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6288733162040061100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6288733162040061100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6288733162040061100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6288733162040061100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-made-in-singapore-so-what.html' title='Not made in Singapore, so what?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5390842606895282642</id><published>2008-08-16T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:14:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the birthday boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOEL TANG WEI LIANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET THAT AD FOR AUDIT ALRIGHT? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5390842606895282642?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5390842606895282642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5390842606895282642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5390842606895282642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5390842606895282642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-boy.html' title='the birthday boy.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8661416780565141237</id><published>2008-08-15T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:02:57.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall-E is still &lt;3.</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be sleeping by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an examination coming soon in less than 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to have more than 4 hours of sleep each day since the semester started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, before I wanted to sleep, Wall-E came to me. You don't believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKRkVQlIwVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OjcKyy6xQDA/s1600-h/pixar_walle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKRkVQlIwVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OjcKyy6xQDA/s320/pixar_walle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234418983302119762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE! He knew that I wanted so much to watch Wall-E that I've been talking about it ever since the teaser trailers came out. But what to do? I'm broke, need to study for exams somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried giving me a ticket (see picture) but it's empty. I thought he was lying to me but I guess he's not afterall. Cause Nuffnang giving away free tickets. HAHA. So, that means Wall-E wasn't lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why I want to watch Wall-E? It would be a perfect gift for the end of the examinations next week. :) It would certainly be a good start to the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8661416780565141237?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8661416780565141237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8661416780565141237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8661416780565141237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8661416780565141237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/wall-e-is-still-3.html' title='Wall-E is still &lt;3.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKRkVQlIwVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OjcKyy6xQDA/s72-c/pixar_walle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-9181969490990504182</id><published>2008-08-14T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:11:13.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day my love affair with my handphone ended.</title><content type='html'>I swear I nearly wanted to cry today. My handphone, my &lt;s&gt;not so&lt;/s&gt; lovely Motorola V3X, has gone dead. Seriously. Today, while I was mugging for my RFA, the screen went dead. I tried switching it on and off like I always do cause it always likes to PMS on me whenever it decides to be cranky. &lt;s&gt;after I throw it around when I please.&lt;/s&gt; But now, it seems like the screen is gone. I can't see anything on the screen. All it shows is a dark surface; just like how gloomy I am right now that my handphone cannot be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the way home, I was playing around with it and there's light showing. I decided to do a test to see if I can call out. I tried it with Charlyn's first and to my surprise, I can still call out. Then, I had my best friend call me and it worked. Thing is, I no longer know who's calling me &lt;s&gt; so that I can choose to reject or ignore calls of people I don't like to talk to&lt;/s&gt; which sucks so bad cause I don't memorise numbers. And now, it doesn't show my stored songs for ringtones and instead, it gives out the deafening and irritating default sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a sign? A sign that my handphone is going obsolete on me. Praying to me to let it go when it's about to end its life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, anyone who had seen my phone would strongly urge me to change it cause even they can't stand the condition of the phone. But, the thing is, the phone brought me alot of memories. No! Not phone sex, you perverted pervert! It's just been with me for so long that I cannot bear to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I have to. That is once I get a new phone that is. Right now, sis doesn't even care. Initially, she's the one who wanted my phone changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No phone, no life. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, blog will be on hiatus till after Saturday cause I'm having back to back exams on Friday and Saturday. Tomorrow, I will not go online cause I need to mug last minute. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I wish everyone taking their exams now good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Anyone can sponsor me a very chio phone please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: While I was about to post my entry in Innit, guess what? Even Innit was mocking me! Tsk tsk. See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKMVk-DMfcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dqGVaUUkw1I/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKMVk-DMfcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dqGVaUUkw1I/s320/wtf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234050916810522050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-9181969490990504182?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/9181969490990504182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=9181969490990504182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9181969490990504182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/9181969490990504182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-my-love-affair-with-my-handphone.html' title='The day my love affair with my handphone ended.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKMVk-DMfcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dqGVaUUkw1I/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3024934840609080682</id><published>2008-08-13T11:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:54:40.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you THAT pious afterall?</title><content type='html'>The other day, someone on Nuffnang actually posted something about religion. The choices given to us were somewhere along the lines questioning how staunch we were in our practice for our religion; a complete devotee, a fair weather one and the one that doesn't care much but still proclaims the belonging of a religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me which one am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been battling with my choice of religion. I was born Muslim by nature but somehow I feel that I haven't been doing my part as a Muslim. I don't pray at all; not even on Fridays, I don't exactly follow the halal menu set and I do things that Islam has prohibited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, should I still call myself a Muslim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all depends. First of all, I think the whole creation of religions is pointless. Yes, probably there is only one God. Or maybe more. It could even come about because in the past many people wanted a religion for their own. Which is why I chose to not believe in any. Talks of the afterlife has always risen whenever we talk about death. But do we exactly know what happens after that? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, many have said that we should do good things when we are still alive cause it will reap benefits when we die later. But, can everyone be good? If everyone is good and kind, wouldn't that make planet Earth the Heaven that we all wanted in the other world? That is why no one is born the same in terms of looks, wealth and everything that goes on in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own principle is believing in what I do is right. I do not advocate any rules that I do not agree with. But sometimes, it's hard. Being a Muslim, it's harder for me to break out of my shell and tell my family that I want to choose to be agnostic. What is agnostic? I do not pledge to any religion but yet believe in the existence of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the way we should be? I don't know. That's my personal take on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends from other religions find it simpler for them to get out of their religion. If I ever told my mom that, I would get disowned and not be forgiven at all. So, I have to keep quiet about it. It's not that I don't like being a Muslim but I don't like the restrictions given to me. Why can't I just pray to God and do the things I want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder. By having races and all these religions, are we adding on to more discrimination to take place? Let alone having people compare wealth, education now. When we talk about that, we come to the point where we always compare that one race does better than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite sickening actually. In my eyes, everyone is the same; regardless of their skin colour or the path they walk on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3024934840609080682?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3024934840609080682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3024934840609080682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3024934840609080682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3024934840609080682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-that-pious-afterall.html' title='Are you THAT pious afterall?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6009170074148926112</id><published>2008-08-13T03:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T03:15:13.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Returns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKHeyd59dqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2R-6w5l6lgY/s1600-h/gossip-girl-preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKHeyd59dqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2R-6w5l6lgY/s320/gossip-girl-preview.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233709200583784098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but I'm certainly psyched that Gossip Girl is returning back for its second season on 1st September. I know, exams should be my main focus but I can't help tossing and turning in bed knowing that it's only about two weeks before it starts. Amazing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know much about Gossip Girl. As quoted by Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gossip Girl is an American television teen drama based on the popular novel series of the same name written by Cecily von Ziegesar. Gossip Girl revolves around the lives of socialite young adults growing up on New York's Upper East Side who attend elite academic institutions while dealing with sex, drugs, jealousy, and other teenage issues. Featuring an ensemble cast, the series begins by introducing Serena van der Woodsen (Blake Lively) and best friend Blair Waldorf (Leighton Meester), as well as Blair's on-off boyfriend Nate Archibald (Chace Crawford), Nate's best friend Chuck Bass (Ed Westwick), Dan Humphrey (Penn Badgley), who dated Serena during most of the first season, Jenny Humphrey (Taylor Momsen), who become involved in the lives of the main characters despite being less inclined to merge with the upper-east-side crowd and Vanessa Abrams (Jessica Szohr) who is a best friend of Dan. The series is narrated by a seemingly omniscient character, "Gossip Girl" (voiced by Kristen Bell), who runs a blog about her fellow Upper East Siders — consequently stirring the pot and creating potential rivalries in this exclusive and vicious circle of friends.[1] The show was developed by Josh Schwartz and Stephanie Savage, who also serve as executive producers alongside Bob Levy and Leslie Morgenstein.[2] It is produced by Warner Bros. Television, College Hill Productions and Alloy Entertainment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is like my favorite show ever. Totally amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you loved reading the books or the first season, I'm sure you will love this season. I certainly hope that I won't be disappointed. Well, I have never been disappointed by any episodes as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have yet to indulge in some XOXO love, you can go ahead and watch it over &lt;a href="http://www.sidereel.com"&gt;Sidereel&lt;/a&gt; or head over to &lt;a href="http://cwtv.com/shows/gossip-girl"&gt;The CW&lt;/a&gt; to check out the official website for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, here's a teaser for you to prepare for the upcoming season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pa2bpazEOxg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pa2bpazEOxg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our hot lifeguard is like Kleenex; use once and throw it away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very classic, Queen B. I love you for that. Awesome bitchiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me get back to my studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love me,&lt;br /&gt;X.O.X.O,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/s&gt; Syahid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6009170074148926112?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6009170074148926112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6009170074148926112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6009170074148926112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6009170074148926112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/gossip-girl-returns.html' title='Gossip Girl Returns!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKHeyd59dqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2R-6w5l6lgY/s72-c/gossip-girl-preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7391658177432032790</id><published>2008-08-12T22:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:26:09.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are girls so horny?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO! HONESTLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, you are probably wondering what's the sudden outburst for right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, over the past week, I have heard the news that my nieces are planning to get engaged. I was like, "What?!". Thing is they are only 17 or 18. One just finished her ITE recently and the other one is barely in her first year in ITE. The latter is superb. Her attendance in school for one module is 20% and the other module is 50%. What the hell? No time go to school but got time to date? And now, want to get engaged somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't understand why they want to get married at such a young age? I don't see what's so nice about marriage in the first place. Maybe at a later point of my life I would be contented to have someone by my side but when you're this young, why so fast? So horny meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I have been surrounded with friends who are itching to get married. From secondary school right up to poly. At poly stage, not so bad. But back when we were 15? That's ridiculous. Now, all those in my clique is secondary school are married. One is even married with two kids. Like omg? And recently, one of friends from ITE, MissyZai got engaged too but not so bad, got career, need husband already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I don't feel the urge to get married? Not horny enough or not yet test drive a lot of cars? Sigh. All I want to do in life now is to succeed in life and get a good career. Then why some want to get married so fast? Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, now at the rate people are getting married, how come the government still complain that we have not enough babies? There must be something wrong. Maybe the government should ban the use of condoms for married customers. Or give incentives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, scrape the incentives. No need incentive also people want to get married also. So young. Just the other day, one of my other younger niece said she wants to get married. Guess her age. 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIYO. You tell me. Why young girls wants to get married already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future, this could be the fate of young girls around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKGqnubvGzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KENfSH0_D6M/s1600-h/sunam131007AP_468x670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233651841437211442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKGqnubvGzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KENfSH0_D6M/s320/sunam131007AP_468x670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All growing up with the ambition to get married the earliest. That is, if they grow up old enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7391658177432032790?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7391658177432032790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7391658177432032790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7391658177432032790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7391658177432032790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-are-girls-so-horny.html' title='Why are girls so horny?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKGqnubvGzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KENfSH0_D6M/s72-c/sunam131007AP_468x670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-442564916261424783</id><published>2008-08-12T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:31:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nangs are not everything.</title><content type='html'>Yes, hello fellow readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, over this past week, I have been introduced to world of nangs and dangs. Yes, if you are alien to these terms, trust me, it wasn't easy for me at first either. After knowing the meaning of nang and dangs, I have been going around asking people to "hey please nang my post!" or "eh, why you dang my post? KNS!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are these terms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKEPQtYALGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MwBGw3hUiI8/s1600-h/nangdang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKEPQtYALGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MwBGw3hUiI8/s320/nangdang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233481021713820770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;b&gt;NANG&lt;/b&gt; if you like the post and you &lt;b&gt;dang&lt;/b&gt; if you hate the post. As simple as that. The post with the most nangs goes up in the Innit top ten. If you referred to my previous post, I already had three entries up in the top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I do that? Spam the chatbox. On the other hand, some of them I never do publicity but people still nang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it a good thing that we are having these nangs? Apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrival of Tiuniasing has brought a lot of displeasure in a lot of us; yours truly included. He goes around danging people's post as he please. His reason being? He hates people who selfs nang and even put it in the same line of self masturbation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we right to self nang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I said maybe is because everyone is entitled to their own opinions. Should we stop self nanging just because we are afraid to be danged by Tiuniasing? No. We shouldn't. Cause at the end of the day, he's only one person as opposed to the many other who would love to read your posts and nang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have said that they hate him and all but I guess he has his own principles. As for me, I'm cool with it. I still self nang my posts but hey, I'm entitled to my own actions. It doesn't really matter if you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, in contradiction, the chatbox is getting really spammy. When a group of people chat, the others feel left out. How? Can we ensure that everyone gets to know everyone there even if they are quiet by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, does nangs really matter? If the readers loves your posts, they will definitely come back for more. Innit provides the platform but ultimately, it's up to the willingness of the readers to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about why you blog in the first place? I do this because I love expressing my views. Whether people like it or not, it's their prerogative. I will not change myself just for the sake of gaining new readers. They should like me for who I am. Whatever I am offline, is what you are going to get online as well. Be true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that nangs do not determine the popularity of your posts. It's a starting point. Innit should be used for up and coming blogs to showcase their blogs to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop fighting about the nangs; cause at the end of the day, you are just making yourself silly by having blog wars with people you don't even know personally or met before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my two cents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-442564916261424783?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/442564916261424783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=442564916261424783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/442564916261424783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/442564916261424783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/nangs-does-not-prove-anything.html' title='Nangs are not everything.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKEPQtYALGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MwBGw3hUiI8/s72-c/nangdang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4820100935578327967</id><published>2008-08-11T21:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:17:24.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,000 visitors! And my Nuffnang Obssession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=26294"&gt;Nang this post!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight marks the 1,000 milestone for my blog. Yes, that's right people, the counter states that it's already the thousandth click now. Awesome stuff. Since 4th August, which means 8 days now and finally. That equals to around 100 clicks per day. That's not too bad I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some background information about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, diaries were the in thing but then, I always ended up having to worry about the condition of these diaries. Hence, I stopped doing that and since technology was getting savvier, I wonder why not start blogging? However, blogging wasn't so much indulged as these days. Back then, people just blogged so that they can vent their frustrations with everything and anything that happened in their lives. There are also the constant blog wars that happens from time to time. I have to say I'm guilty of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. We used to have blog wars with classmates and colleagues but nowadays, we even have wars with fellow bloggers. I'm pretty sure many people out there would agree. Even without meeting each other in real life, people can get offended by what they see online. Meh, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog has evolved. Now, you can see people blogging for various reasons and with the emergence of &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/a&gt; and several other online advertising companies, people now see blogging as a career. Even XiaXue said that. So cool right? And if you say this in the past, people would just laugh in your face. However, these days, people will start asking, "How?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People might wonder how long I will blog again. Though I'm sure they are not complaining since I've been blogging everyday now. Even laoniang is scolding me for not studying and instead checking out Nuffnang every now and then. Tsk tsk. I'm not the only one okay? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this is not my first time blogging. It traces back from when I was ITE, I guess and that was like fix to six years ago. Initially, I blogged because I felt like I needed some place to pen my thoughts on. I had my own domain the other time and loved it but I guess I feel more comfortable now using blogger. I mean, why waste money right? My purpose is to earn money not lose them. So hopefully, if one day when my blog gets thousands and millions of hits, then maybe I can consider. Who knows? I might even sponsor you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would love to take this opportunity to thank all my readers for supporting me thus far; especially my friends who always never fail to visit my blog and stalk me and also the Nuffnanger friends I've made since my induction to Glitterati status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been fond moments so far and I seriously nearly gave up studying because I wanted to blog so much but I realised that I have to be realistic eh? Studies still comes first. Blog after I study. :) Exams starts on Friday and I'm still not done with my revision. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here are some of the highlights of this blog with Nuffnang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;My first top ten innit post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBDLbeb0pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8AdPSSPsJUw/s1600-h/wootness3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBDLbeb0pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8AdPSSPsJUw/s320/wootness3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233256630637548178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;My second top ten innit post, courtesry of Tiuniasing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/view.php?id=25987"&gt;Link Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBDi3LpMcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RdVV7XH31YE/s1600-h/tiuniasing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBDi3LpMcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RdVV7XH31YE/s320/tiuniasing1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233257033211916738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shiok moment. Two posts in top ten.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBEDShrs8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/EiaGUHY-Daw/s1600-h/tuniasing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBEDShrs8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/EiaGUHY-Daw/s320/tuniasing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233257590307926978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many fond memories and it's only been a week being a Glitterati member. I'm so happy in short. May this be a start to another milestone. The next 1,000 perhaps? I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I still keep asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why still no ads for yours truly? :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Question I will post to you guys is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; How has today's blog scene changed your lives as compared to the past?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop me a comment. I wanna know your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, thank you guang you for helping me highlight my notes today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4820100935578327967?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4820100935578327967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4820100935578327967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4820100935578327967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4820100935578327967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/1000-visitors-and-my-nuffnang.html' title='1,000 visitors! And my Nuffnang Obssession.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SKBDLbeb0pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8AdPSSPsJUw/s72-c/wootness3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8555761918060660761</id><published>2008-08-11T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:19:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Maths is &lt;3.</title><content type='html'>I know I've been fretting over A Maths exam since last friday and I'm glad it's all over and done with! And looking at how the paper is, I think I can pass. I was so scared alright? I thought it was going to kill me right there and then. But then when I looked through the papers, it went out fine. After an hour and a half, I was finally done with the paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my heart is telling me that it's not gonna be a D and even be something better. Wootness. I hope I get more than a D. Hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm pretty tired now. Three hours of sleep only the day before. I was pretty surprised that my brain functioned well. Here's to the lack of sleep and focusing on the wrong thing. To think that I was up watching Olympics and then had RFA revision tutorial today as well. Do everything last minute. Tsk Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I've been saying how much I hate A Maths since like forever but now that it's over, I'm beginning to miss it already. :( I know, the past four months have been so horrendous but finally it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAH. Whatever. One module down, three more to go. Wish me luck people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8555761918060660761?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8555761918060660761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8555761918060660761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8555761918060660761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8555761918060660761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/maths-is-3.html' title='A Maths is &lt;3.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-916439651869252661</id><published>2008-08-11T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:57:03.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Okay To Be Gay.</title><content type='html'>I met a friend a few days back but never actually blogged about it. Thing is, I've never been fond of this particular friend. He's a homophobic, he hates everything that everyone does and the thing about him that irks me the most is the fact that he thinks that he's always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. You've always heard of "the customer is always right." right? LOL. But his case is an exceptional one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I practically grew up with this friend I would affectionately called Moron. Since my secondary school days, he's never failed to traumatise the lives of the weak and the unprotected. I'm finallly glad the day we officially graduated from secondary school. There are more reasons for me not to hang out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was a pleasant surprise to see him along the road one day. And he was telling me about his experiences in national service. It was their Passing Out Parade and of course he was excited about passing out. The first lap was finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, he and a couple of buddies went to hang out together. I believe they headed out to a club and then wasted the night away. I'm not sure what they actually indulge in but basically they were then around the vicinity of the red light district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beginning to roll my eyes at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know of course if he laid anyone there but instead, this is what I found out. I honestly couldn't stop laughing after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't. He got cold feet. Apparently, he didn't even want to go close to that place. No one knew why but no one was prepared to let it go at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he went back camp the following week, he was surprised to see people talking about him. He was puzzled about why everyone was giving him the weird look and he figured it must have been the "backout" thing the other night. So, he asked one of his best mates in camp who didn't go for the outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: Eh, why people looking at me like that huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: You should know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: Because of the other night huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: OMG. Very paiseh you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: Haha. I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: How? How? How to solve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: Actually Moron, it's alright. I heard about you backing out and all. I think it's perfectly fine. No matter what it is, I'm still your friend. Stop reproaching yourself. People will accept you no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** At this point of time, Moron was puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: I don't get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: We know why you backed out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"And it's okay to be gay."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Anyways, I'm glad that I was able to share this story with you. I was damn pleased when I heard this. Awesome eh? I got to get ready for school now though. See you guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-916439651869252661?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/916439651869252661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=916439651869252661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/916439651869252661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/916439651869252661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-okay-to-be-gay.html' title='It&apos;s Okay To Be Gay.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-5704267331381869330</id><published>2008-08-11T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T02:55:44.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technorati! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/claim/q6k92jhp7" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-5704267331381869330?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/5704267331381869330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=5704267331381869330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5704267331381869330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/5704267331381869330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/technorati.html' title='Technorati! :)'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7050430370972938112</id><published>2008-08-10T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:18:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Friendship</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I feel like we can't rely on our friends. Or maybe some of us would say we have the wrong circle of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, what do we expect in a friend? Someone you can trust? Some who shares your joys and your pain? Someone who's there for you whenever you need them. How often does this happen? Not many times, I think. If you read my blog before and run through the archives, you will realise that while I gain a lot of friends, I lose a lot that are important to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not pissed off at the moment. As a matter of fact, I'm quite pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, let's take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel that even though my offline friends are very much closer to me in distance, I feel they are pretty far in terms of understanding. On the other hand, I have online friends whom I've met through forums, blogs and IRC for example. Which one asks you whenever they notice an unhappy post of yours on the blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLINE ONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad isn't it? That's because the offline ones don't care. They only start caring after you give them the face or when you cry infront of them. Isn't that a little, too late? The online ones however, spends hours consoling you on MSN or even calls you on the phone and sometimes drops you a SMS just to ask how are you. They even wished they were there with you at your darkest moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. I feel like giving up on my offline friends. Aside from my fabulous five, I cannot think of any other people who are always there for me. I just want you all to know that I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some of the reasons that we blog is because we feel empty or feel that we needed an avenue to display our thoughts. Maybe that's why we all started blogging in the first place. Sometimes, the best listeners in the world comes from people who never met you before cause they judge you by the way you present yourself online and not from how you look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's amazing how we make all these contacts. I'm proud to tell all my other friends that my circle of friends comes from all over the world. USA, Romania, Malaysia, Hong Kong, Australia and many more. All made because we all share a common interest. For eg Harry Potter or blogging, we came together because we had something that we love together. Which is an amazing thing. Sometimes, I wish air tickets are so much cheaper so that I can travel anytime at my own convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my question to you for now is, when it comes down to the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Offline or Online Friends? Which one matters most to you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I really have no idea. Cause I'm indecisive like that. Tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7050430370972938112?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7050430370972938112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7050430370972938112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7050430370972938112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7050430370972938112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/power-of-friendship.html' title='The Power of Friendship'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4372395295633296646</id><published>2008-08-10T11:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:40:46.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiuniasing's Ambition</title><content type='html'>Alright, these past few days, I have been introduced to a very interesting blogger. Nope, it's not the XiaXue or Dawn Yang saga. I'm way over that one. Still pending right? When finalised already then I kaypoh a bit later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a Nuffnanger, you would probably have heard about this blogger in particular. Everywhere. People are talking about him everywhere; in the chatbox, in their blog entries and also, some of his topics are topping the Innit stats! How did this happen? Why it happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Tiuniasing has a different flair about the way he expresses himself. And how is this affecting the Nuffnang community? MASSIVELY I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at first, I thought his nick was Tuna Sing. LOL! Then I look closely, and it's TIUNIASING. Funny heh, how come his nick was like that. Maybe he likes Tuna and he likes singing. Hence that nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, this post is not intended to bash him or anything. Honestly, I get on fine with that dude. Yes, he goes around danging people's post and all but I don't think it makes him much of a bad person. It's how he operates; so let's just deal with it. Honestly, I used to hate him with a passion cause he has this policy that self narcissim is tantamount to committing a sin. But recently, conversing with him in the chatbox wasn't that bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, he has a foul mouth but who doesn't? Are you going to say that you have a foul mouth but you know how to ration it out. Sorry honey, some people don't mince their words when they talk about you. Which is why I love XiaXue. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, he has a lewd attitude about life. Read his blog &lt;a href="http://www.tiuniasing.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and you will understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that maybe he lacks love. HAHAHA. And perhaps, if we just ignore him and let him do what he wants, it won't really matter. It's only one dang. What difference would it make? If your post is really that good, than it won't matter if you got one dang cause you got many other nangs to compensate for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also guilty of the fact that I wanted more nangs and some people even resorted to rigging the system by creating multiple attempts. No, that wasn't intended for anyone but it's sad that people are fighting over this nanging system. It's meant to be a fun thing, not a war thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when my post went top ten the other time cause I didn't advertise it at all. I was pleasantly surprised. It currently has 29 nangs so far. Not bad eh? I'm definitely proud of myself. It has established me as a blogger who has been in this industry for quite sometime already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJ5iQXmLiGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/201tgjyliW8/s1600-h/wootness3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJ5iQXmLiGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/201tgjyliW8/s320/wootness3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232727850402678882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can we get over the Tiuniasing saga? Cause if not, we are indirectly increasing his traffic. I'm sure we want more traffic for ourselves right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, speaking of traffic, I think what Tiuniasing wants is to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUFFNANG's OWN TRAFFIC POLICE.&lt;/strong&gt; HAIYA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who always gives you summon and whatnot. But instead of giving you summon, he gives you &lt;strong&gt;DANGS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4372395295633296646?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4372395295633296646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4372395295633296646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4372395295633296646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4372395295633296646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/tiuniasing-resident-menace.html' title='Tiuniasing&apos;s Ambition'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJ5iQXmLiGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/201tgjyliW8/s72-c/wootness3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7777584403068981914</id><published>2008-08-10T04:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T04:22:47.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuffnang forum?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been lurking alot lately in Innit since I got my Glitterati status. Reason being is that I love reading random posts and of course, the nanging stuff. And of course, all that Tiuniasing events. Funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the chatbox is VERY happening. If you had stayed longer, you will realise that it's filled with super hyper people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip here and there. Scandals and all the relationships. Too many to track also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was thinking. Since we all like to get to know each other and whatnot, why not have a Nuffnang forum? I'm sure we will all benefit from it. Especially when we all come from various timeslots and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a great platform to know more about each other as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What say you, Nuffnangers?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7777584403068981914?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7777584403068981914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7777584403068981914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7777584403068981914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7777584403068981914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/nuffnang-forum.html' title='Nuffnang forum?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7663295669375305122</id><published>2008-08-09T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:44:27.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a stalker. Period.</title><content type='html'>I'm so sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me that I looked like a stalker. And I was like "What? Where got?". She was going on about how I look like a psychopath and how sadistic I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how she deduced that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on this video. An old post of mine. I mean, come on. I'm not a stalker okay? I don't even look that part. And I'm sure you all will agree that I'm not a stalker or look like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you judge for yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-247c7321c0737e40" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D247c7321c0737e40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329980830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F2193188B7BEFA4C0809133FBCB8DA8199F4414.596386E7C83FA8999DB0CE941D247E98A5E36836%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D247c7321c0737e40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYB_3HLjmzv-pgFXt81bJQqI_scg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D247c7321c0737e40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329980830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F2193188B7BEFA4C0809133FBCB8DA8199F4414.596386E7C83FA8999DB0CE941D247E98A5E36836%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D247c7321c0737e40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYB_3HLjmzv-pgFXt81bJQqI_scg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't look like a stalker right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7663295669375305122?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7663295669375305122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7663295669375305122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7663295669375305122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7663295669375305122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-stalker-period.html' title='I&apos;m not a stalker. Period.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-2867737686818616081</id><published>2008-08-09T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:31:04.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My windows.</title><content type='html'>It rained just now and I nearly felt the urge to put down my books to sleep. Such a nice weather, how can I resist? But no, I studied, for one hour! After that caught the NDP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, before it rained (was drizzling at first right?), I wanted to prepare myself cause I'm lazy to close the windows only after the rain has poured heavily. Must have contigency planning what. So yeah. But everytime I want to close the windows, I'm very very scared. Why? See the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68d9ca994af52628" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68d9ca994af52628%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329980830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8354A6ED09F29E18EED00A9FDF4022D4F2694014.78D8FD95E8DBA7F10375C9D6592DD9C2D9E1F5A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68d9ca994af52628%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZQIOil27VQAFYp8jY8GFq333dTs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68d9ca994af52628%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329980830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8354A6ED09F29E18EED00A9FDF4022D4F2694014.78D8FD95E8DBA7F10375C9D6592DD9C2D9E1F5A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68d9ca994af52628%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZQIOil27VQAFYp8jY8GFq333dTs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bird! Like KNS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It (cause I dunno if it's a male or female) always comes close to our windows whenever they spot us wanting to close the windows. And what did it do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT PECKS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my family members; my dad, mom and sis have been victims of it. Even my married sister who came over the other day got pecked. And thing is, no one warned her about it. After she screamed, I kinda guessed. She got pecked. She asked my mom why she didn't warn her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what my mom replied her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause you never asked. How I know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honestly laughing like a mad bitch. No one knows about this unless they live at our house and after so many times of closing the windows, I have never gotten pecked. Everyone else got pecked even though they closed the windows quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm very scared now. Cause I kept laughing at the others so I'm afraid karma would bite me back in my ass! LOL. So, today, I happen to narrowly escape from the bird's clutches. See how the bird stared at me and hear how it chirps. It's scary. I thought it was going to call the other birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends said that I was too dark, that's why the bird cannot see. Hello? Please? It was in the day. Cause at night, the bird clever. Go clubbing or something, I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if I stop blogging one day, maybe my hands have been immobilised by the stupid bird. :( And on that day, you can start laughing at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-2867737686818616081?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=68d9ca994af52628&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/2867737686818616081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=2867737686818616081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2867737686818616081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/2867737686818616081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-windows.html' title='My windows.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-6605009517617270211</id><published>2008-08-09T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:13:14.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day, Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 43rd BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's our national day song by Hady Mirza! Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdRyyvCaR5Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdRyyvCaR5Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one whole day of witnessing a constant flow of menses* yesterday, I know there’s gonna be more today. But never mind, I will be at home anyways. Will be watching NDP from home. Hopefully, no one at home wears red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm not patriotic okay? I love Singapore but yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the menses refers to the different people who were wearing red today. eye pain okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-6605009517617270211?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/6605009517617270211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=6605009517617270211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6605009517617270211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/6605009517617270211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day-singapore.html' title='Happy National Day, Singapore!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8800608410395209145</id><published>2008-08-08T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:18:37.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diploma in International Blogging Management</title><content type='html'>I gave up on studying today cause I'm always distracted. I saw Charlyn's laptop in front of me and I felt so tempted to blog. But yet, I act as if I wasn't interested. Everytime she went to the toilet, I took her laptop to type this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT EVERYTIME SHE COMES BACK SO FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWW. I think she never wash her hands. LOL! Either that, or she secretly also wanted to blog cause her laptop was on throughout the study session. She looked stressed too. Maybe because she couldn't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM. Now, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was thinking. I love to blog and I hate to study. But if given a chance, why not study something I like right? Then no need to think so hard. Last time, I wouldn't care about blogging. I blog cause I feel like it. And I like it cause I was having blog wars with a few friends. But think of it, how about having a diploma in International Blogging Management? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds cool right? Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diploma in International Blogging Management &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Introduction&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experienced your mother nagging at you for not studying because you are always facing the computer/laptop all day when all you are doing is blogging and finding new interesting blogs to keep to your bookmarks? Fear not. We feel your plight and share your passion for blogging as well. Featuring the first ever Diploma in International Blogging Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be learning how to blog like XiaXue, Mr Brown and TypicalBen and of course, be original in your own way. If you are always complaining about low blog traffic, fret not, we will teach you how to get those traffic from all around the world. Sounds interesting, we sure are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s all take the blogosphere by storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preparing for the work force&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Internship at Nuffnang about managing advertorials&lt;br /&gt;- Learn from from famous bloggers like XiaXue and TypicalBen&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to make money by just blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Computer-savvy and up-to-date blogging skills&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Discover Innit as a Glitterati member&lt;br /&gt;- Manage your own domain&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to do your own blog design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Career Prospects &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With blogosphere dominating the world of IT, you can be ensured that you can be working independently or with a group of fellow enthusiasts. It’s so easy. Just create a blog, and apply the skills that we teach you and you will be in no time as famous as XiaXue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accreditation for Further Studies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Diploma is recognised by all local and overseas universities. Just take your pick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Core Modules&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Blogging&lt;br /&gt;Discovering IT&lt;br /&gt;Marketing 1&lt;br /&gt;Plagiarism&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual Property Law&lt;br /&gt;Nuffnang&lt;br /&gt;Blogging Communication&lt;br /&gt;Advertorials&lt;br /&gt;HTML&lt;br /&gt;Blogging Finance&lt;br /&gt;Adobe Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;Flash Applications&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if it ever happened, who would enroll for it? I KNOW I WOULD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8800608410395209145?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8800608410395209145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8800608410395209145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8800608410395209145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8800608410395209145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-gave-up-on-studying-today-cause-im.html' title='Diploma in International Blogging Management'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-730714976712721326</id><published>2008-08-07T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:38:10.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall-E &lt;3.</title><content type='html'>"The craziest thing i've done for love is.. to rush to ______'s house an hour before examinations started just to pass _______ the (hopefully!) best valentine's day present ever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch Wall-E in cinemas from 28 August 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINATOR BLOG: http://matthew-zachary.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this blog and wants a chance to go as well, go ahead and do the same thing and go with me! Just do the same thing that I'm doing and copy the ORIGINATOR BLOG as well. Then head over to http://matthew-zachary.blogspot.com and comment that you have already posted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details can be read &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.sg/blog/2008/08/06/wall-e-movie-meme-contest-want-your-own-movie-screening/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-730714976712721326?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/730714976712721326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=730714976712721326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/730714976712721326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/730714976712721326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/wall-e-3.html' title='Wall-E &lt;3.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-3836832498594517380</id><published>2008-08-07T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:42:14.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend; my admirer. TSK!</title><content type='html'>This week was pretty much a happening study break for me. Today, decided to do something different. Headed to the library, took out all my notes and was ready to study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't happen. Cause Charlyn was checking out her Nuffnang stats and being me, I also kaypoh of course! Oh yeah, I didn't mention that I finally got &lt;STRONG&gt;Glitterati&lt;/STRONG&gt;! HAHA. So excited. So these days, me and Charlyn have been checking our visits. Yes, so pathetic. No adverts, no money but still we are pushing on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when I finally wanted to study, the renovation works happened. Those people were drilling away. So much for being in the library right? Worse than being at the construction site. I so gave up till the end, I got immuned of the noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I just realised that I have a new admirer, Charlyn! Tsk tsk. After so long, then she finally revealed her deepest desires. Too bad luh Charlyn, I'm always taken. Want evidence? Don't believe right? Here's the proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8f0f893dc837753" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8f0f893dc837753%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329980830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D598E9C1B46512B82A0481AF91FF82671A2B4AB9F.41D6812F55786A8EA2CB933F0B550774E8A8F214%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8f0f893dc837753%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGKhdk3b-UZYnt90lxJ0TM0_yQzE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8f0f893dc837753%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329980830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D598E9C1B46512B82A0481AF91FF82671A2B4AB9F.41D6812F55786A8EA2CB933F0B550774E8A8F214%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8f0f893dc837753%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGKhdk3b-UZYnt90lxJ0TM0_yQzE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Charlyn told me something just now. The guys over at the other table were gossipping about us. I was like WTH! I never do anything except for studying there what? Not wrong right? HAIYO. But Charlyn was saying something this dude telling his friend not to sit the seat closest to us so that she won't "disturb his view."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think he was checking out Charlyn. If he was checking out me, then Charlyn, you no hope already. Even the guys are checking me out. LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, you know you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-3836832498594517380?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8f0f893dc837753&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/3836832498594517380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=3836832498594517380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3836832498594517380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/3836832498594517380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-friend-my-admirer-tsk.html' title='My friend; my admirer. TSK!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-8756141114750555315</id><published>2008-08-06T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:55:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would there be us?</title><content type='html'>Actually, there's nothing much to update for today. Or for this week, for that matter because it's study period. What else is fun there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for today, I'm gonna leave you guys with this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKAW96N-Vms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKAW96N-Vms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that happened, does that mean that there will be no you and me? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-8756141114750555315?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/8756141114750555315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=8756141114750555315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8756141114750555315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/8756141114750555315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/would-there-be-us.html' title='Would there be us?'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-4494633472988597441</id><published>2008-08-05T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:45:49.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Tea and More!</title><content type='html'>Today's post will not be wordy. Or not THAT wordy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so school started with me and Charlyn taking the bus together. Then headed to the photocopying shop near the library to print out our past semestral exam papers. And of course, I will have to say this again but I'm NOT a mugger. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the printer. And as the papers were printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLKgShWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qEG1spE9GmE/s1600-h/05-08-08_1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLKgShWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qEG1spE9GmE/s320/05-08-08_1324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231044408686839138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLJwcDTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_7fbmfaOiiE/s1600-h/05-08-08_1323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLJwcDTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_7fbmfaOiiE/s320/05-08-08_1323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231044408486137138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we printed over 60 pages of papers! And that was after we cancelled a third of our original plan to print. You know why? Cause we made 4 people wait in the queue for us. I had to swallow my pride and say sorry many times to them. And I heaved a sigh of relief when it was finally the final set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it still sucked. Cause the last set was the slowest. It felt to me the slowest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, headed to Canteen 1 when I and Charlyn immediately agreed in unison that we wanted Bubble Tea. Okay. So TWO oreo peppermint ice blended. CHARLYN copied me! Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take picture of it initially but before I could do it, this was left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLZLG48I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y_uGCapjTcE/s1600-h/05-08-08_1449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLZLG48I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y_uGCapjTcE/s320/05-08-08_1449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231044412624528322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was nice enough. I took picture of the final product, complete with its water drops. And where were we? At Ourspace! Met Chee Yau, Raymond, Wenyu and Liu Hock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Our workspace! And those are my past semester notes that I'm handing over to Charlyn! HAHA. Go study that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLVlT0MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4b2yQ6ye-bk/s1600-h/05-08-08_1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLVlT0MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4b2yQ6ye-bk/s320/05-08-08_1452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231044411660685506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so bad. I managed to do two past year papers for Audit after much &lt;s&gt;tears&lt;/s&gt; hard work was done. Charlyn LOVED doing her FIT paper. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I can't blog that much cause I gotta do my A Maths now. Tomorrow have to go through the paper so toodles people. More updates tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-4494633472988597441?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/4494633472988597441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=4494633472988597441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4494633472988597441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/4494633472988597441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/bubble-tea-and-more.html' title='Bubble Tea and More!'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1ruzQgOO0g/SJhnLKgShWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qEG1spE9GmE/s72-c/05-08-08_1324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-7517173872753831570</id><published>2008-08-04T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:15:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>Cause I dunno what to name this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a letdown. Woke up at around 4 and then TRIED to study for audit. But alas, nothing went in. What a failure right? Tsk tsk. Anyhow, 2 hours of audit was not productive at all. I barely understand. Alright, I lied. I understooded what each chapter was for; as in the chapter title and that's it. LOL. Smart right? I know you think I'm smart as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched teevee all the way til now. Power. OKAY OKAY. I promise I will study at ten later. Alright, maybe 10:30. If not, 11. And so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, tomorrow I plan to study A Maths. I gave up on auditing already. Tonight must wrap up everything. Well, to at least secure my doubts. So, who's with me? Come come leh. Study with me. But I dunno what time I will wake up though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, today I did something bad. Really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I succumbed to the XX vs DY saga. Whose fault? SHARUL fault. It's her fault for browsing those pages everytime she's in class. It's her fault for always talking about XX and DY. No no. I'm not memorising A MATHS. Not dy/dx thing. Wrong wrong. Talking about the recent Xiaxue and Dawn Yang. The former was gossiping about the latter and the latter sued the former. Then it was found out that DY was actually plagiarising from some other sources. Dunno how true it is but I will never do that of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann has taught me that plagiarising is an offence. Plagiarise and you can fail. Like OMG right? So, yeah, no plagiarising for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, moving on back to the saga. It's sad. Two famous bloggers to end up in such a state. But I like Xiaxue. Her writing of nabehness is the best! Really. I was like reading her archives and superb stuff. And she's so rich. Advertorials here and there. I also want! HAHA. Too bad, these few days will only be filled with boredom. Cause I'm barely out and the only thing I do is STUDY and watch teeeveee. So yeah. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, boring or not, yesterday was a rise in viewership. HAHA. Which means, you all still love me right? XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I want a chioooooooo iPod &lt;s&gt;Shuffle&lt;/s&gt; Nano. I really missed my old one. And you know what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a rainy day, back when I was in camp (what camp? NS LAH!), like many other NS people, I rushed back home. Yes, despite the fact that it was raining. And cause I was so lazy to change out of my half uniform (no, I was not half naked), I decided to leave in my tshirt, pants and my boots. And of course, I would bring along my iPod Shuffle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ran all my might, while listening to the music on my iPod. I was hoping that with the rain on my body and on my hair, I would be distracted knowing that I'm wet with the music playing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was music, but barely 5 seconds into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, while running, I failed to realise that the iPod had dropped out of my pocket and somewhere out there. All that was left as a token of my loss was my earphones, which was found in my boots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWW right? So sad. I had that for one year and that was the longest life a mp3 could get under my care. But what to do? What's gone cannot be replaced. Well, not unless YOU are willing to sponsor it of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story. Don't say I anyhow make up story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now, I will update again tomorrow. As for now, I'm gonna go ahead and concentrate on my teevee. Fine fine, after that I will study. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Edited: Cause it was my iPod Nano, not Shuffle. Thanks Hel! **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-7517173872753831570?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/7517173872753831570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=7517173872753831570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7517173872753831570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2563201654992278210/posts/default/7517173872753831570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/2008/08/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>Syahid Songha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11054322487020476914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2563201654992278210.post-1647162476342025858</id><published>2008-08-04T01:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T02:58:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUUUUUNNN-DAY!</title><content type='html'>Study session for today. Quite a success, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Charlyn up at around 2pm at Admiralty Macs. I finally realised how alienated I was of my own neighbourhood that I didn't realise that the stationery shop is no longer there. Only when Charlyn wanted to buy folscap did I realise that the shop has been replaced. By a salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are already one barbershop and one salon around the area itself. Why need another one? Waste of space right? Now how? I can't get my stationery. DANG. This is so infuriating. PLEASE. Someone set up a stationery shop now. &lt;s&gt;Even though I only visit the stationery shop once every month.&lt;/s&gt; So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Admiralty people don't think. There are two 7-11 here and they are barely 5 minutes apart. Also, we have a Shop and Save as well as a Prime Supermarket 10 minutes away. WHAT? This is so nonsensical. No wonder these shops are making losses. Or at least I think. At this rate, I don't think much profits are rolling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, study session went great. Charlyn did FIT and I studied Audit for the 5th day and only at the 4th chapter. There are 5 more chapters to go. OMG. I'm so slow. But never mind, I shall persevere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied from 2-7 and then went walking with Charlyn at the pasar malam around my area. Along the way, we chatted about random stuff. So funny. LOL. I'm not gonna reveal what we talked about but we should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, headed home and watched teevee. Pushing Daisies, Fear Factor and now Solitary. PD and Solitary are at the finale and I can't wait for the new season to happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the three hours that I was watching teevee, I managed to tweak the blogskin. See? So nice already. Not bad huh? I'm pretty much an IT geek as well. Changed the layout for this one and the other blog. If you all got blog and want it customised, tell me. If I free, I help you out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that, Gossip Girl is coming back on 1st September! So is ANTM! OMG. I'm gonna motivate myself to study so that I can enjoy these shows later on. AHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, enough of blogging for now. See y'all later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I did another blog for another reason. Check it out and comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myeverydayrant.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myeverydayrant.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And as promised, this week's top referrers!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://upagainsthetitans.wordpress.com/ 20  &lt;br /&gt;http://myunintendedthoughts.wordpress.com/ 14  &lt;br /&gt;http://rhea-toreque.blogspot.com/ 13   &lt;br /&gt;http://baobaoyihao.wordpress.com/ 7  &lt;br /&gt;http://thatswhatiloveaboutyou.blogspot.com/ 5  &lt;br /&gt;http://fate-of-the-polaris.blogspot.com/ 5  &lt;br /&gt;http://jayzchar.blogspot.com/ 4  &lt;br /&gt;http://euniice-is-sots.blogspot.com/ 3  &lt;br /&gt;http://i-gotitfrommymomma.blogspot.com/ 2    &lt;br /&gt;http://jurrience.blogspot.com/ 2  &lt;br /&gt;http://www.kittylingz.blogspot.com/ 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2563201654992278210-1647162476342025858?l=youreverydayread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreverydayread.blogspot.com/feeds/1647162476342025858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2563201654992278210&amp;postID=1647162476342025858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/256320165
